Chapter 91 Ah Nuan, I'll help you
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Thinking that this person would become emperor in the future, Jiang Nuanzhi considered it a blessing to the world and patiently explained to him: "One thousand coins is equal to one tael of silver. When people talk about a string of cash or a string of cash, they are referring to one thousand coins. The string of cash in the book often refers to a string of cash."
Xiao Xuanting listened, his small black eyes filled with astonishment: "There's money less than one tael of silver?" He suddenly frowned and asked, "Aunt Nuan, does 'wealthy family' mean very rich?"
I asked An Dehai, and he said that if I sold my pillow, it would probably be worth 20,000 taels of silver. Does that mean that even a fortune couldn't buy a single pillow? And why do people think he's so rich?
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
I suddenly understand how the villains feel when they see the protagonist living a happy and fulfilling life.
"How can you be so stupid? Do you even need to ask?" The waiter suddenly patted his chest and explained proudly, "Of course, having a fortune is amazing! A steamed bun costs two coins, and one tael of silver can buy a lot of steamed buns. Enough for us to eat for a long, long time! Ten thousand taels of silver, how many steamed buns could we buy? It would probably take a lifetime, several lifetimes, to finish eating them all!"
Hearing him say that, Xiao Xuanting couldn't help but swallow hard: "Are you serious? One tael of silver can buy five hundred buns?"
The waiter nodded: "Of course, how come you don't know anything?" The waiter looked at Xiao Xuanting with a hint of disdain, but after thinking for a moment, he still gave him a friendly smile: "Don't worry, I'll protect you from now on."
Just because he's so handsome.
Xiao Xuanting stood there stunned, as if he had been knocked unconscious by reality.
"Where are you all?! I've already wiped Daddy's face, but there's no water!" The next second, Xiao Baozhu's clear voice interrupted the conversation between the two.
Upon hearing this, Li Xiaoer slapped his forehead: "Oh dear! I forgot to fetch water for my little sister!"
After saying that, she slapped Xuan Ting on the back of the head again: "Handsome brother, hurry up! Didn't you promise me you'd wash his handkerchief?"
Xiao Xuanting, who had never been slapped like this before, was completely stunned. After he came to his senses, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
You're the handsome brother! Your whole family are handsome brothers!
What an idiot! What a jerk! He's infuriating!
However, her body language betrayed her, and she nervously followed the waiter into the house.
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile.
Then they began to grind the medicinal herbs.
We bought a lot of medicinal herbs this time, which made them quite difficult to process. Just crushing them one by one took a long time.
Just as they started grinding the myrrh, they heard the clattering sound of Xiao Li's hooves outside.
Jiang Nuanzhi looked out the window and sure enough, Ping'er had returned.
Seeing the child enter the house, Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and said, "You're back?"
Li Junping paused for a moment, then nodded: "I saw the Lin brothers on the mountain."
Jiang Nuanzhi asked in surprise, "Did they tell you about me buying firewood?"
"Hmm." Li Junping pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, "Anuan, actually, I passed through the woods on my way back from school, so I could have chopped some firewood."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Alright, the money's all spent, so don't think about it too much. Don't worry, I definitely won't let you be idle; you still have other work to do!"
After saying that, Jiang Nuanzhi pointed to a cloth bag on the side.
"I bought you some daily necessities, they're all packed up. Check if you need anything or if you're missing anything, and pack it in quickly."
After thinking for a moment, he took out another hundred coins and gave them to him: "Take this money. Buy a box after school tomorrow. It's not very convenient to wrap pens and paper in cloth."
As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, she glanced at his clothes and added, "You've changed your clothes too."
These clothes were the same ones Li Junping wore when she first arrived.
Although it was washed clean and mended, it still looked tattered and worn.
Li Junping paused for a moment, then opened the cloth bag.
Inside, not only were there all the necessary writing implements—pens, ink, paper, and inkstones—but also handkerchiefs, a water bag, instant noodles, and dried sweet potatoes roasted a few days ago. And of course, there was wound medicine.
As Li Junping watched, his eyes reddened slightly.
He stood there stunned for a while, then subconsciously reached out and touched the handkerchief before carefully putting it back in his bag and putting it away.
Then, he walked over to the table next to Jiang Nuanzhi and sat down.
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at him in surprise: "That's it?"
Li Junping smiled and said, "Anuan has prepared very well, so I have nothing more to prepare." After thinking for a moment, he picked up the medicine grinder and said, "Anuan, let me help you. You are still injured."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded. It was true that exerting force would pull on the wound on her back, causing a slight pain.
Jiang Nuanzhi changed her clothes as soon as she returned, without the children knowing.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Baozhu immediately ran down and grabbed Jiang Nuanzhi's hand, looking at her anxiously: "Mother! Are you hurt?"
At this moment, both Xiao Er and Xuan Ting looked over nervously.
Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and shrugged: "It's nothing, the wound is almost healed."
"No, I want to see! Mother! Where's the wound! I want to see!" Tears welled up in Xiao Baozhu's eyes. No matter how Jiang Nuanzhi tried to coax her, she just pouted, looking like she was about to cry, and stubbornly stared at her.
Having exhausted all other options, Jiang Nuanzhi showed her her back.
"Mother..."
Little Baozhu glanced at it, and tears started falling down her face.
However, they absolutely forbade Jiang Nuanzhi from doing any more work.
Jiang Nuanzhi was both amused and exasperated, so she simply sat down at the table and directed the little ones to process the medicinal herbs.
But kids are always forgetful.
Because Xuan Ting seems to find almost everything new and interesting, he asks about the approximate price and use of each item he picks up, making him a very inquisitive child.
Little Baozhu was drawn in by his words and soon joined in the lively chatter. The room gradually returned to its usual bustling atmosphere.
In this atmosphere, it got dark before we knew it.
Just as Lin Dazhu said, as soon as it got dark, he had already neatly placed the eighteen bundles of wood in Jiang Nuanzhi's yard, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Sister, I'll come and chop wood for you tomorrow. It's a bit late today, and I'm afraid it will disturb your sleep."
Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and said, "Okay! Thank you, Brother Lin."
Looking at the mountain of firewood piled up in the yard, Li Xiaoer couldn't help but sigh, "Anuan, this money didn't seem to be wasted. Does this mean we won't need to chop firewood for a month?"
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded seriously.
She was very satisfied with the Lin brothers. They hadn't shortchanged her; in fact, they'd even given her two extra bundles. The twenty coins she'd spent were well worth it.
Of course, the Lin family was even more satisfied with this. They earned twenty copper coins in less than two hours. That was much better than carrying sacks for others in town.
Lin Dazhu even warned his mother not to mess with him, her big spender, in the future. He also made an appointment with his younger brother to go to Jiang Nuan's house the next day to chop the firewood.
Old Mrs. Lin held the twenty coins, her expression still somewhat strange, and looked at her eldest son, saying, "Could it be that she has taken a liking to you? She really gave you twenty coins?"
These words made Lin Dazhu blush bright red: "Mother! What nonsense are you talking about! She has a husband, and I have a wife. How can you gossip like this? What will people think if they hear this?"
When Grandma Lin heard his words, she glared at him and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I didn't say you had such thoughts. I was talking about her."
"Please shut up! Her husband, Li Jia Dalang, is so much better than me. We used to go hunting together in the mountains, and he even saved my life. Why are you gossiping about him like this?"
Old Mrs. Lin pursed her lips: "Wasn't that before? Now, Li's eldest son is a cripple, unable to utter a single word. On the other hand, my eldest son is tall and strong, imposing in appearance, and his wife has died, so it's no wonder she has such thoughts."
"Mother! Shut up! If you keep saying this nonsense, I'm leaving!"
"Okay, okay. Don't rush me, I won't say anymore."
(End of this chapter)
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