Chapter 12: Getting paid without working, is there such a good thing in the world?
Jiusu's pupils trembled slightly. These wounds were neither serious nor minor. Except for the serious new wounds, the others were nothing more than bruises caused by falls.
I guess he was bullied a lot.
"Tsk, this body is good."
Due to years of hard work, his features have become firm, with muscles vaguely visible, and his skin has turned wheat yellow, but it is not difficult to see the lighter skin color that once glowed with white.
She imagined what a stunning sight it would be if Jiang Jing was still a nobleman from Shengjing.
pity……
Jiusu raised her eyes again and happened to meet Jiang Jing's surprised eyes. She saw that the tips of his ears were slightly red and he was silently straightening his collar. Her eyes flashed slightly. Were men in ancient times so shy?
Yes, very conservative.
When the Qian family saw this, they were so angry that their faces turned red.
Qian Junjie cursed, "What's wrong with hitting you? You're just a fugitive. If we hadn't given you a bite to eat, you'd be a dog crawling on the ground begging for food."
Master Qian raised his leg and kicked again.
"Shut up! Mr. Jiang, it's the rebellious son who's disobedient. Look, do you have any requests?"
"No." Jiang Jing's eyes moved sideways, and he slowly uttered two words calmly.
Mr. Qian nodded helplessly, took out an ounce of silver from his purse, held his hand, and placed it in his palm, three parts of guilt, three parts of threat, three parts of regret, and the remaining one part was meaningless.
"This money is my personal compensation to you.
You are not a teacher, and this unfilial son is unlucky. Please don't be angry, Mr. Jiang. I will educate this unfilial son and make him turn over a new leaf."
Jiang Jing clenched his fingers slightly, and the image of the girl lying on the wall flashed through his mind. He accepted the silver, bowed, and said, "Goodbye."
Seeing this, Qian Junjie said disdainfully.
"I thought you were so noble, but you still asked for money."
"A real man can bend and stretch, and endure what ordinary people cannot endure. He won't be an exile for too long. This is just one part of his suffering." Mr. Qian felt more and more regretful as he spoke.
Hearing his son's sarcastic smile, his anger rose again.
Grabbing his collar, he dragged him towards the study.
"You bully men and women every day, and you have no knowledge or skills. I want to see what real talents and skills you have. If you can't answer, forget about leaving the house!"
"Dad, I was wrong..."
What should I do now without Jiang Jing's help?
Jiusu raised the corner of his mouth, climbed down the ladder, and continued to cut the blanched okra and dry it in the sun for four or five days. It can be used as a snack or as dry food, and can be stored for half a year without any problem.
Boom boom boom.
The gate rang. Jiusu was suspicious. Could it be Sun Mei? She was really haunting. She quietly stepped forward and through the crack in the door, she caught a glimpse of half of the man's face.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn’t Sun Mei.
"Jiang Jing? What's wrong with you?"
After a moment, "Yes." Jiang Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he closed the courtyard door. He handed over the silver hairpin wrapped in red cloth, "Thank you for saving Nian Yin."
Jiusu smiled relaxedly, "You're welcome. Seeing a little girl being bullied, I naturally want to help."
Jiang Jing's eyes showed complex emotions, and he pushed the silver hairpin forward again.
"The gift is humble, I hope Miss Jiu won't despise it."
"Ah? No, it's not cheap." Jiusu had no choice but to take it. The silver hairpin was cool. Whether in modern times or ancient times, this was the first time someone gave her something.
Silver, I guess it's very expensive here?
She remembered that Jiang Jing had accepted the money from the Qian family. Could it be that he had spent it all?
Jiang Jing looked at the messy yard and rarely took the initiative to speak.
"It's tiring to clean up by yourself, I'll help you."
Without saying anything, he quickly swept away the weeds on the ground, fetched well water, poured it on the yard, and swept it clean. In a short while, he had cleaned the front yard.
Jiusu really wants to ask, don’t you all work?
Suddenly it occurred to me that he was unemployed.
"Okay, thank you."
As it got dark, Jiusu filled a basin with water. After washing their faces, they sat on the steps to rest. She asked, "How is Shengjing?"
Jiang Jing's eyes grew darker. "People inside want to get out, and people outside want to get back in. There's nothing good, and nothing bad about it."
"Excuse me, you guys..."
"My father offended the emperor with inappropriate words, which angered him and led to his exile here."
Jiu Su: "..."
It is true that serving the king is like serving a tiger. Just one word can take your life.
Jiang Jing stood up, shook off the distraction in his body, looked at her, and turned his head away, "I should go back and lock the gate."
"Be careful on the road." Jiusu sent the person away.
Then add vinegar and soy sauce and go to rest.
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At the Chen family, Old Lady Lu waited all night. The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. She asked, "Where is Jiusu? Did you sell her off?"
Sun Mei is decorating Jiusu's house.
It would be better if she didn't come back, she thought to herself, "She's living in a restaurant and enjoying herself. I'll call her back tomorrow. Oh, and I've found her a man. We'll get married tomorrow."
When Mrs. Lu heard this, she stood up holding the bamboo pole.
"No, Zhao'er hasn't come back yet..."
"Mom, he hasn't been back for a year. There's not even a letter from him. Maybe he's already dead. Don't worry about him. Just wait for tea tomorrow." Sun Mei rolled her eyes, ignored her, yawned, and fell asleep on the bed.
Chen Wu was woken up, scratched his chest and muttered.
"Hurry up and ask Jiusu to come back. Our mother's cooking is too disgusting."
In the courtyard, Old Lady Lu sighed deeply, her face weary as she slid down the wall. She closed her eyes and shed two lines of tears, "What a sin, what a sin..."
"Zhao'er, if you are alive, come back soon!"
All she got in response was the bitterness in her heart and the confused waiting.
The autumn wind subsides and the sun shines.
[Congratulations to the host for passing the 'Worship the God of Wealth' and obtaining 1 Silver Leaf. The balance has been deposited.]
Jiusu walked along the alley and onto the main road. The bustling street made her forget the panic of coming from a foreign land. That day, she had just arrived at the street of Fangxinglou.
He was invited in by Manager Fang.
He said excitedly: "Girl, I thought you were not coming."
"How could that be? There are still more than twenty days left." Jiusu smiled lightly, signaling the shopkeeper not to worry. She walked towards the back kitchen, but was stopped by the shopkeeper intentionally or unintentionally.
Look at him doubtfully.
Shopkeeper Fang rubbed his hands and said with an embarrassed smile, "Miss Jiu, Agui already knows how to make spicy fried pig intestines, so let him be the chef. You can take a break and come visit us when you have time. Also, I have something I want to discuss with you."
"You say." Jiusu glanced at the bustling kitchen and stopped.
Getting paid without working, is there such a good thing in the world?
She sat quietly, took the porcelain cup handed to her by the shopkeeper, placed it quietly on the low table on the right, and looked at him, as if waiting for him to speak.
Shopkeeper Fang clenched his fist, placed it under his chin, and coughed lightly a few times.
"It's about some special sauce, vinegar, sugar, and salt I've never seen before. Where did you buy it from?"
"You can't buy it on the market." Jiusu twisted her fingers lightly, "I made it."
Shopkeeper Fang murmured, "I knew it..." He quickly clasped his fists and said, "Look, could you provide us with this material? Miss Jiu can ask for anything."
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