Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 238 Consider Buying Me

Jiang Sheng rolled his eyes and asked back of course: "Otherwise?"

Jiang Yan sighed helplessly: "I haven't seen you for more than a month anyway, don't you want to see me?"

Jiang Sheng choked.

foul!

Shouldn't this sentence be a mental activity?Why can Jiang Yan speak out so carelessly!
Her eyes were a little round, and Jiang Yan couldn't help laughing: "Even if it's missing your friend, isn't it?"

"You lied a little. As a temporary host, I will give you food, drink, accommodation, and play."

Jiang Sheng said proudly, "I'm not short of money."

Although most of them were handed over to my sister, there were still a few thousand taels.

"So rich."

Jiang Yan took half a step forward and lowered his head slightly: "Then I'm short of money, why don't you consider buying me? I'll give you a discount for the sake of being an acquaintance."

Jiang Sheng looked at him: "What can you do, do the laundry, cook or clean?"

"Neither, but I will make the bed."

Jiang Sheng choked.

Why does it feel like Jiang Yan's visit to the city is like taking the wrong medicine.

She raised her eyebrows: "I don't have a mandarin tent with Miss Passionate, I don't need someone to make the bed."

"But—" she changed her voice and said with a smile, "If you answer a few questions for me, I will consider buying you."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Say it."

Jiang Sheng asked casually: "What mountain can't be climbed?"

"country?"

"Which road is the narrowest?"

"Narrow road?"

"When is the moon at its fullest?"

"About NO.15."

"What's your name?"

"...Jiang Yan."

The two-word answer fell, which was somewhat unexpected by Jiang Sheng.

But she continued to speak without the slightest pause, speaking extremely fast, with an imperceptible sense of persecution: "Then what is the name of the smallest country in the world?"

Vatican.

Jiang Yan paused, as if he didn't understand: "What?"

Jiang Sheng paused word by word: "Tell me, where is it."

There are many neighboring countries near the Great Xiao. In terms of land area, Xijiang or Nanwu should be the smallest—but in fact there is no such thing as "the smallest country" here.

But the world Jiang Sheng lives in has.

Jiang Yan frowned: "I didn't understand, I don't know what you are talking about."

Jiang Sheng stared at him, but he was completely puzzled.

Heck, it's boring

Jiang Sheng suddenly turned around and left.

Jiang Yan, who was behind, moved his lips slightly.

Almost blurted out.

Seeing that Jiang Sheng's back was getting smaller and smaller, he chased after him.But maybe because of his long legs and big strides, he soon came to Jiang Sheng again.

He asked nonchalantly, "Are you sleepy?"

Jiang Sheng lost interest: "I'm hungry, go find something to eat."

Seeing Jiang Yan's indigo clothes from the corner of her eye, she tilted her head: "Walking with Master Jiang, will someone throw rotten vegetable leaves or rotten eggs on me?"

Jiang Yan was dumbfounded.

If the people in Linyi had the guts, there would be more rebels, and the aristocratic families would restrain themselves without the need for the imperial court to send people over.

But if that's the case, then it's the peace that he sacrificed his life for.

But he still pulled Jiang Sheng: "Take this road, and I guarantee that no one will throw anything at you."

The road Jiang Yan took was not the one they came from, and it was more secluded than it, with dim candlelight and narrower.

I don't know where suddenly there was a knocking sound, once and for all, accompanied by a long sentence: "Close the doors and windows—be careful of thieves—"

Haishi is over, and it is the beginning of Zichu.

There is a curfew in Linyi, the evening drum is sounded at three o'clock in the morning, and the morning bell is sounded at three o'clock in the five o'clock.Normally, it is already the curfew time, but there are no rules in this place, and people from several big families often stay outside.

Jiang Yan smiled and said: "It's just right, if you go in further, you won't hear the beeping."

Jiang Sheng tilted his head: "Huh?"

Jiang Yan said: "At the end of this place is a restaurant, which is open late every day. The operator is an old woman and her husband."

"It is said to be a restaurant, but it is actually their own residence. Because the location is a bit out of the way, no one from several families should know about this place, avoiding high taxes-of course, the business is not very good."

"But the taste is not bad."

In fact, the location is not too far away, but the alleys here extend in all directions, so it is really hard to find.

The two walked for nearly a quarter of an hour at a leisurely pace, crossing the road that could only be seen by the moonlight, and reached the brighter end.

In the middle of the night, the tile-roofed houses on the second floor are lit with warm candlelight, and the door is open, but it looks even more deserted.

A few big men who came to eat supper had just left, and Aunt Jiang was cleaning up the dishes and wiping the table with a water-soaked rag.

Hearing someone walk in, Mrs. Jiang didn't look up, she just smiled kindly and said, "Sit down as you please."

After wiping the table clean, she hung up the rag, wiped her hands on the apron, and turned her head to ask: "Key points..." What.

When she saw Jiang Sheng, Aunt Jiang froze.

"you……"

Jiang Sheng didn't know why, so he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan smiled and said, "Madam Jiang, let's have something to eat, are you free now?"

Only then did Mrs. Jiang realize that she had lost her composure, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes."

"Still the old way?"

Jiang Yan said: "She just came here by water for a few days, so it should be lighter."

Aunt Jiang asked Jiang Sheng kindly: "Can I have a bowl of sugar porridge? It's smooth and dense, not greasy."

"I'll serve you a few more side dishes and snacks, can you eat spicy food?"

Jiang Sheng blinked: "A little spicy is fine."

Aunt Jiang reported a series of dish names in succession, and after Jiang Sheng picked out a few, she was ready to go to the boil kitchen.

Jiang Sheng asked again: "Is there any honey water?"

Aunt Su thought for a while: "My old man seems to have brought back half a few days ago. I'll go ask him and make you a cup."

Jiang Sheng bent her lips: "Okay, thank you ma'am."

"No thank you."

Aunt Su smiled all over her face, fastened her apron with her hands behind her back, and said, "Xiaoyu, take your lady to the cubicle first, the girl's house should not be downstairs, there is a lot of oily smoke."

Jiang Yan smiled and said yes.

Then he led Jiang Sheng upstairs.

Jiang Sheng took two steps to react: "What did the lady just say?"

Jiang Yan is innocent: "Tell me to take you upstairs."

Seeing Jiang Yan's calm face, Jiang Sheng turned suspiciously and continued up the stairs.

Maybe I heard it wrong.

Aunt Su spoke Wu Nong's soft language. Although it was pleasant to hear, the words were glued together, and it was indeed difficult to hear clearly.

The two of them went to the compartment together. The furnishings inside were simple, except for half-old tables and stools and some sundries, but they were tidy.There is no trace of dust on the surface of the scratched tables and stools, from which one can imagine that the owner is a very clean person.

There is no sound insulation here, you can hear the sound of cooking from downstairs.But it is small and not noisy, but it adds a touch of fireworks to the silent night.

Jiang Sheng asked, "Is Madam Jiang the only one here?"

"Both husband and wife, Uncle Wu should be in the kitchen."

There was ready-made white tea on the table, Jiang Yan straightened the covered cup, poured two cups of water from the blue and white porcelain pot in the middle, and told about Aunt Jiang's condition.

(End of this chapter)