Chapter 197: Treating Money Like Dirt
Did the inn know that he was feeling sour and redundant?
Damn it.
Xun Yuanbai devoured the large bowl of pickled fish in front of him. ——Here , Song Jingyun had been lying down all day since he “caught” a cold.
Not only did he lie down alone, but he also kept complaining that he was cold all over and that the quilt would not get warm no matter what he did.
so……
I want a hug from my wife! Jiang Mixia, "..."
But it was rare for the young son-in-law to act like a spoiled child, and Jiang Mixia wanted to indulge him a little, so she just let him do what he wanted.
Moreover, it had been raining continuously in the past few days and the weather was extremely cold. Jiang Mixia didn't want to go out for a stroll, so she simply stayed in the inn with Song Jingyun, and even had the innkeepers deliver three meals a day to her room.
Also because of the weather, Jiang Junli has been staying in the inn for several days, but it is really boring, so today he plans to have dinner in the lobby on the first floor of the inn. After dinner, he will go to the bookstore next door for a stroll.
The autumn exam is approaching, even if it means cramming, you have to try your best to pass the exam as soon as possible to prove your ability and stay away from this money-loving family! As soon as he sat down, the waiter brought him the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, and he heard the shopkeeper urging the waiter, "Hurry up and send these things to Mr. Song and Ms. Jiang upstairs."
"Yes." The waiter hurried to bring it.
Jiang Junli started chatting with the innkeeper, "Has Mr. Song also been eating and drinking in the inn these days?"
"Yes." The shopkeeper nodded. "I heard that Mr. Song caught a cold. He was afraid of infecting others, so he didn't go out these days."
The autumn examination was approaching, and Song Jingyun had caught a cold?
For children from poor families, the imperial examination can be said to be the only way to change their destiny. The importance of the Autumn Examination to Song Jingyun is no less than that of the Autumn Examination to him.
At this critical moment, Mr. Song actually caught a cold. Wouldn't it affect his exams and even his future? Jiang Junli asked hurriedly, "Is the illness serious? Have you called a doctor?"
"It seems not." The shopkeeper replied, "I was a little worried before, so I asked a few questions. Madam Jiang said it was not a serious illness, so it was nothing to worry about. There was no need to see a doctor. Just drink more ginger soup and it would be fine."
"When I sent the food upstairs just now, I had already asked the waiter to prepare ginger soup and some ginger candies to drive away the cold. I wonder if Mr. Song likes it."
Jiang Junli's expression immediately became solemn when he heard this.
He caught a cold but didn't even bother to see a doctor. It must be because he was worried about the money.
Oh, it's really pitiful.
Jiang Junli sighed and shook his head, "If that's the case, why don't you go get a doctor for Mr. Song?"
The shopkeeper was embarrassed. "I thought so too, but Madam Jiang and Mr. Song are so close. Since Madam Jiang said there is no need to find a doctor, Mr. Song's illness is not serious. And maybe there are some things that cannot be told to outsiders. If I rashly ask for a doctor, I am afraid it will cause trouble. So I have to give up."
"That makes sense." Jiang Junli nodded, but he still felt emotional for a long time.
It is said that there may be some unspeakable hidden reasons, but it must be due to the shortage of silver.
After all, even if the disease is not serious, if you don't mind spending money, you will definitely call a doctor to take a look, so that you can feel at ease.
Jiang Junli sighed and waved to Xinghe beside him, "We found a few ginseng and ganoderma lucidum in the past two days. Let's give them to Mr. Song."
"Master." Xinghe said hesitantly, "Master, I mean well, but I heard some rumors these days. It's said that Mr. Song has a strange fate. My luck can be considered good, but it's all because I absorbed the luck of others."
"It is said that anyone who has anything to do with Mr. Song will suffer misfortune and lose money in the future..."
Losing money? Jiang Junli's eyes suddenly lit up.
Isn't this what he has always dreamed of?
"Hurry up, hurry up, send all these herbs over, and also go and ask Mr. Song if he has the time and energy to talk to me."
Jiang Junli's nose was red with excitement. He walked around for a long time, rubbing his palms again and again, and finally waved his hands, "Whatever, I'll go myself."
Such a good opportunity to lose money must not be missed! Xinghe, "..."
My young master's character of despising money has really not changed at all.
Without waiting for Xinghe to make any move, Jiang Junli went back to his guest room to look for something. After finding it, he went to the guest room where Song Jingyun and Jiang Mixia were staying and knocked on the door.
Song Jingyun and Jiang Mixia answered the door. When they saw it was Jiang Junli, they were surprised. They hurriedly welcomed him into the house and asked the waiter to bring some hot water and snacks.
When the waiter saw Jiang Junli was there, he simply took the initiative and did not bring hot water, but directly brought a pot of Longjing tea.
Song Jingyun was about to add tea leaves to the pot, but when he saw that there was already tea leaves in the pot, he had to give up. However, he also told the waiter, "Next time, just send hot water. I have tea leaves here."
"Yes." The waiter nodded and quickly retreated.
He also sighed as he walked down the stairs.
He also roughly understood why Jiang Junli took special care of Song Jingyun.
He even prepared his own tea and didn't want to drink the inn's tea. I guess he wanted to save some money.
Jiang Junli also thought so, and felt sour in his heart. He just said, "Brother Song is really frugal."
"It's not that I'm being thrifty, but these tea leaves were specially given to me by a tea garden manager in Fengyang County. They are top-quality winter teas. Although they are not as famous as Longjing, and their taste is slightly inferior, they are exceptionally refreshing and fragrant. I'm used to drinking them on weekdays, so I don't want to change them."
Song Jingyun's explanation was not the truth in Jiang Junli's opinion, but an excuse. However, he did not expose it, but just nodded, "I see."
"In that case, I am very interested in this winter tea, but I wonder if Brother Song is willing to give it up and exchange it with me for a can? I have some Maojian here. It's not great, but it's presentable. But I drink a lot of it on weekdays, so I can't tell what's good about it."
Jiang Junli said, "Why not exchange a can of tea with Brother Song?"
"It's not about exchange. If Brother Jiang likes it, I'll give him two jars." Song Jingyun was not stingy. He took out two red porcelain jars from a box beside him and gave them to Jiang Junli. "If Brother Jiang likes it, you can ask me for more later."
"Brother Song, you are very polite, but how can I accept it for free? How about this? I just happened to be lucky these past two days. I won a farm for free when I was playing pot-tossing the other day. Why not take it as a thank you gift of tea?"
Song Jingyun, "..."
Jiang Mixia, "..."
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