There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

"No, no, no, I can't bear it."

Song Rutang jumped away quickly, avoiding Yang Pinrou's kneeling, and said angrily:

"Why, you stole my chili peppers and now you want to kowtow to me to shorten my life? Tell you, I don't believe that, so it doesn't work for me! Rebound!"

Yang Pinrou was so anxious that she almost cried when she saw that not only did she not succeed in calling for help, but she also made Song Rutang more wary of her.

But the voice in her head was still making a harsh sound, trying to stop her from telling Song Rutang about this.

But the more this happened, the more she felt that there was something wrong with the voice in her head. Song Rutang, who arrived in time, was like a savior in her eyes.

Ignoring the sharp sound in his ears, he pulled Song Rutang and said anxiously:

"Sister, it's not like this. There is a ghost in my ears and my head. It keeps bewitching me and I can't get rid of it!"

Tears were about to burst out of his eyes, and his ears hurt from the sound. Yang Pinrou grabbed Song Rutang's clothes and said pitifully:

"Sister, please save me. Since it knows you, it means you must have a way to deal with it. Sister, help me this time, and I will never target my sister again in the future."

"Why should I help you?"

Song Rutang was not in the mood to get involved in this matter, and turned to leave, but was held back by Yang Pinrou:
"It says, you have a system. What is the system?"

Song Rutang stopped and looked at Yang Pinrou with narrowed eyes:

"What do you mean? Are you crazy?"

Yang Pinrou was stunned when she saw Song Rutang's reaction.

Are you really crazy?But that thing clearly told her the secret of Song Rutang, saying that she came from the future, had a system with her, and relied on the system to make all the food.

But seeing that Song Rutang's eyes were very clear, and he looked at her as if he were looking at a fool, he felt at a loss.

Song Rutang took advantage of this moment to quietly ask the system:
"What's going on? Don't say you don't know."

After a brief silence, the system spoke:
[Host, as you can see, she is parasitized by the pirated system. 】

Pirated system?

Song Rutang's heart sank slightly.

If this is the case, then life may be much more difficult in the future.

Not to mention how many obstacles Yang Pinrou would put her in, even those recipes would have to be carefully considered before being presented.

But then there was hope again.

Since my system said it was a pirated system, I guess the system must have the strength to deal with pirated systems, so I quietly asked:
"How to get rid of it?"

[If the host wants to expel the pirated system, it needs to spend [-] points to expel it once, and the effect is unknown]

"...You might as well go grab it."

Song Rutang rolled his eyes.

Okay, take advantage of the situation, right?

He simply said:

"Then let it stay. Anyway, I don't want to stay in this ancient time. Why don't I let that pirated system take Yang Pinrou to kill me? It's just going to wrong you. After all, if word spreads in the system world in the future, the genuine version can't do it. The reputation of piracy...tsk."

The system was silent for another moment.

After a while, the system made a sound:
[Purification mode will be launched to drive out piracy systems for free]

Seeing that he had mastered the system, Song Rutang took the next step and said:
"Oh, it's a pity that the little girl has already got the news and knows that there is a system in this world. It doesn't matter to me. It's just a pity for you..."

[…The memory of the relevant person has been automatically erased. 】

The system was silent for a while, and finally chose to shut down.

Not listening, not looking, not upset.The next second, Yang Pinrou fell to the ground.

Song Rutang went over and calmed down for a few seconds. She felt relieved when she saw that she couldn't wake up Yang Pinrou no matter how she shouted.

He clapped his hands and turned to leave, taking a few flowers from the pot of plum blossoms on Yang Pinrou's table.

Otherwise, it is really difficult to understand the hatred in my heart.

*
Not long after Song Rutang left, Yang Pinrou woke up slowly while lying on the table.

Rubbing his eyes, he really couldn't remember how he ended up here and fell asleep. He tried hard to remember, but couldn't remember anything.

He raised his body and saw a handful of plum blossoms in his hand.

Yang Pinrou suddenly woke up.

plum bossom? !The plum blossoms that I had worked so hard to raise were all harvested by me while I was sleeping?
The plum blossom was in her hand, and there was no one else around. Yang Pinrou naturally regarded the plum blossom as having been harvested by herself.

There was a feeling of regret in her heart, and Yang Pinrou regretted it and wanted to shave her own ear.

Why did I pluck the plum blossoms while I was asleep?
I got up and went back to bed, feeling regretful for a long time, and finally threw the pot of plum blossoms into the snow.

Just throw away the useless things.

Yang Pinrou turned her head and looked at the scattered snowflakes, and she had some concerns in her heart.

The snow seems to be getting heavier now. If things go on like this, the business at home will definitely get worse and worse.

It seemed that she had to think of a way to find a way out for herself.

Yang Pinrou narrowed her eyes, and the plan in her mind gradually took shape.

*
Early the next morning, not long after Song Rutang got up, she saw Yang Songlan coming to her with a beaming face:

"Tang Bao, guess what?"

Song Rutang stood up and put on her cloak. Looking at Yang Songlan's beaming look, she guessed:

"Business coming?"

"As expected of me, Tang Bao!"

Yang Songlan felt happy, put a hand stove in Song Rutang's hand, and said with a smile:
"You don't know, news came from the Yamen very early this morning, saying that a batch of winter clothes will be made for the refugees, and the expenses will be paid by the court. After the cost, we can still make some money."

"That's good, but the Yamen still uses us now?"

The news that Yang's property was sold has long spread out. There were no customers due to the snowstorm, and now there is even less business.

"There are not many fabric shops in the county that can still afford business, and few of them are reliable. After all, they are working for the people, and the materials they use must first pass the test. I heard them say that Mr. Lin made many overt and covert visits, and finally decided that it was us. "

Yang Songlan's eyes were crooked, and she explained to Song Rutang with a smile, her eyes full of joy:
"Mom thought, since we have this opportunity to get ahead, we might as well make full use of it, and we can also change the reputation of the Yang family these days."

Since that incident spread, the Yang family's reputation has been somewhat affected, and their business has not been very good.

Finally got such a good opportunity to make money to make up for part of the 5 tael shortfall. No one was willing to let go of this opportunity.

Song Rutang knew that this matter had nothing to do with her, but she just felt like she had nothing to do all day long.

Having been in ancient times for so long, I was assimilated by accident.

Song Rutang stretched and heard the system say:

[Congratulations on getting the recipe "Pumpkin Porridge"]

[Task: Get 50 positive reviews from people

Completion reward: [-] points issued

Failure penalty: 250 points deducted]