Qiao Jiangxin nodded in understanding, "No wonder, he has the talent to be arrogant."
Liu Xinyan asked in confusion, "Jiang Xin, aren't you angry at all?"
Qiao Jiangxin smiled and said, "Why should I be angry? If they want to match us up, then let them match us up. What can I do about this? The key is to look after Big Brother Gu. If Big Brother Gu is not happy, then no matter how hard they try to match us up, it will be useless. If Big Brother Gu is happy, then there is no point in being angry."
Liu Xinyan gave Qiao Jiangxin a thumbs up and said, "You are really open-minded. If someone really robbed you, I wonder if you can still remain so calm."
Qiao Jiang thought to himself, "If it's really robbed me, I won't lose anything. At least I won't give Mingzhu Manor back, hahaha~"
The two of them paused for a while, and Liu Xinyan pointed to a dry goods store on the side of the road, "Jiang Xin, let's go in and take a look. They sell dry goods. Look at what's written on it: cured fish, cured chicken, cured duck~"
Qiao Jiangxin was reluctant to go in, "What's the point of curing? I don't make cured food."
"What? What?~"
Liu Xinyan pulled Qiao Jiangxin inside.
"Look, Jiang Xin, there are quite a lot of them, dried mushrooms, dried black fungus, dried chili peppers, everything..."
Qiao Jiangxin pointed at a neatly arranged dried salted fish on the counter and asked, "Boss, how much is this?"
There was a fat woman standing behind the counter. She raised her eyelids and said, "The cured fish is one dollar and sixty cents, and the chicken is two dollars."
Qiao Jiangxin hissed, "Is this fish two kilograms? So expensive?"
The clerk said expressionlessly, "Don't just look at it without weighing it. These two pounds of live fish may not even make up one pound of cured fish. It's marinated with various ingredients, then dried in the sun, and air-dried. How much effort it takes. It's definitely not as good as fresh fish. It's so flavorful that you can eat it directly without boiling it."
After hearing what the clerk said, Liu Xinyan subconsciously lowered her head to smell the cured fish. The strong salty and fresh smell hit her, and her stomach churned. "Ugh~"
Liu Xinyan covered her mouth and ran out the door.
"What's wrong, Sister Xinyan? Is your salted fish broken?"
Qiao Jiangxin said something to the clerk and quickly turned around to see Liu Xinyan.
The clerk looked puzzled. He subconsciously picked up the salted fish on the counter and sniffed it. What was wrong with it?
Outside the door, in the corner, Liu Xinyan patted her chest and moaned, thinking about the smell just now, tears were about to come out.
"Sister Xinyan, are you okay?"
Qiao Jiangxin patted her back and asked in a low voice.
Liu Xinyan waved her hand. "Maybe I've been eating too much these past two days. Yesterday, when I passed by the firewood chicken shop, I smelled the smell of firewood chicken coming out of their kitchen and felt like vomiting."
Qiao Jiang's eyes flashed with worry, "You have no idea how to eat. You ate three bowls of the spicy and sour chicken offal with rice this morning. It was so sour and spicy. You drank a bowl of sweet soup right after the meal. Can your stomach handle it? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Liu Xinyan wiped her tears and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Just eat something light these two days and you'll be fine in two days."
After standing up and taking two deep breaths, Liu Xinyan felt a little chest tightness and shortness of breath, and reached out to unbutton a button on her collar.
"Phew, much more comfortable."
"Jiang Xin, are you still watching?"
Qiao Jiangxin said unhappily, "What are you still looking at? Your face is humiliated. Go home."
In the evening, Qiao Jiangxin personally prepared a few light dishes. The staple food was easy-to-digest millet porridge, and Liu Xinyan ate two large bowls.
"Jiang Xin, the shredded kelp you made is so delicious. The millet porridge is sweet, and it goes really well with the shredded kelp and spicy radish."
Qiao Jiangxin looked at Liu Xinyan, who was holding her stomach with her hands, and sneered, "I thought you really had a bad stomach. With your appetite, what's wrong with you? You can't wait to stuff the bowl in your mouth."
Liu Xinyan chuckled, "Isn't this because of your good craftsmanship?"
The next morning, Qiao Jiangxin was awakened by shouting from downstairs.
I opened the window on the first floor and looked down, and saw Sister Hong downstairs screaming at the top of her lungs.
"Boss Qiao, you're finally awake. My throat is burning from shouting. What time is it~"
Qiao Jiangxin rubbed his eyes and asked subconsciously, "What time is it?"
Sister Hong shouted back, "It's almost nine o'clock."
"Butler Liu hasn't gotten up yet?"
"Not yet, please open the door quickly, Master Deng and the others are waiting outside."
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