A scumbag husband dotes on his concubine excessively?After the divorce, I became the most beautiful

Chapter 14 Remembering the First Meeting
"Go to Zangxing Pavilion, take me to Zangxing Pavilion."

Hearing that 'Hidden Star Pavilion' Mingming was hesitant and didn't move at all.

"Why don't you speak? Do you adults have any hidden secrets?"

Yin Xin asked mischievously when she saw that Ming Ming was silent.

"Is it inconvenient to take us there?"

Seeing Ming Lang's embarrassed look, Jiang Wanhe was already planning to go pull weeds outside the house. Anyway, she was not dignified and could do any job.

"No, there is no secret. It's just that the Hidden Star Pavilion has been idle for too long and must be extremely dirty. Ming Ming will take you there right now."

Jiang Wanhe followed Minglang with Yinxin and walked around to the tall diamond-shaped attic at the front of the door.

This building is so tall and big
To be honest, Jiang Wanhe regretted it a bit
Ming Lang closed the door before leaving and told them what their orders were, and just called loudly to the officers and soldiers outside.

Jiang Wanhe walked around and found out.

In addition to the four treasures of the study room, this Hidden Star Pavilion is a middle couch for reading and a low table for dining. It is surrounded by bookshelves with uniform colors and complete regulations.

There were so many books and shelves that they probably wouldn't be able to get out without cleaning them for a day.

"Yin Xin, you clean the couch here, and I'll clean the bookshelf over there."

She had a clear division of labor and was about to start, but there was no response from the Silver Center.

She turned around and saw Yin Xin still staring at the ajar door, tapping on it with her finger.

"Everyone has left Yuanli, hey! Stop looking! Take it away from me!"

Yin Xin blushed when her master said this, and said coyly, "Who saw it? Yuan Li's handsome men are everywhere!"

Jiang Wanhe looked like he knew everything, wrung out the towel and walked to the bookshelf.

"Well said! This is a great idea. Hurry up, wipe it off and go back to catch up on your sleep!"

"There is actually a "How to Make Tea"!"

"There is also the "Tea Record Collection"."

"My cousin is also interested in tea?"

Jiang Wanhe glanced at the bookshelf directly behind the middle couch and found several books that she could only see in her father's study.

Unexpectedly, my cousin, who was a military officer, was involved in tea making and tea grinding methods.

"Is this a teapot?"

To be precise, it's a hand-sized piece of pottery that looks like a little rabbit holding a teapot.

There is a red-eyed rabbit on the brown clay. The rabbit is making a gesture of opening the tea lid with its ears.

As soon as Jiang Wanhe touched it, the bunny ears tilted and fell to the ground, smashing them into pieces!
"It's so hard to fall!"

The lid of the teapot is easy to find, but where can I find a tea lid with a handmade bunny? It seems that the owner put a lot of effort into buying it at the market.

"What to do? What to do!"

Yin Xin picked up the lid that was broken into two halves and kicked off hastily.

"Car! There seems to be glue for wood in the car. Go get it and use it!"

"it is good!"

After Yin Xin left, Jiang Wanhe kept guarding against Ming Ming's entry.

Later, she went back and pinched the teapot on the shelf. When she raised her hand, suddenly the wall made a "rumbling" sound.

She immediately let go and saw the bookshelf outside the wall automatically opened, revealing a larger space inside...

It seems that she accidentally triggered the agency
Go in?

Not going in?
Of course not!

Jiang Wanhe peeked inside and saw a pen and ink painting hanging on the wall directly opposite.

In the ink painting, there is a girl wearing a tea dress, bending down to pick tea in the vast tea field.

Even if the girl lowers her head, just by her delicate outline, you can tell that she is a stunning beauty.
"Miss? Why is the lady on top of the painting?"

Yin Xin rushed back at this time and was stunned by the woman in the portrait.

"Shh! It's not me! You saw it wrong!" Jiang Wanhe held Yin Xin to the side with one hand, pressed the teapot with the other hand, and let the two doors slowly close.

Jiang Wanhe had not been able to wipe effectively before, but since she accidentally touched the mechanism, she used one hand as two hands. When it was almost time for dinner, Nan Xing came over to urge her that it was time to go home.

Jiang Wanhe was in a bad state for the whole afternoon. It was not until she lay down on the bed that night that her expression recovered a little and called Yin Xin in from outside.

"Silver Heart, Today"

Jiang Wanhe found it hard to say that the portrait seemed to be really her.

"Yin Xin understands it all. Don't worry, miss. Yin Xin will never, ever mention it."

"When did I say this! Tomorrow we will accompany the eldest lady to Guiyuan Temple. You go and buy a silver box that is exactly the same as that day."

"What are you buying that for?"

"Of course it will work! Just prepare it tomorrow! Don't let her find out, okay?"

"Yes, Yin Xin must be careful."

Yin Xin went back to the outside and went to sleep. As expected, he was not pretending to be anything, and fell asleep in a short while.

Jiang Wanhe recalled when the appearance of that portrait came from, it should be when he saw his cousin for the first time.

Jiang's Tea House's top-quality imperial tea comes from a Rizhao Tea Mountain in Qingxi County. Eight-year-old Jiang Wanhe lives with his mother in the town at the foot of the mountain.

Rizhao Tea Mountain has fertile soil, no extreme weather, and suitable temperature and humidity. Late spring every year is the day when everyone goes to the mountain to pick tea.

As a legitimate daughter, Jiang Wanhe was cautious in her words and deeds. She did not dare to be playful and lazy, so she took the initiative to pick tea with other children in the town when she was sleeping.

"Sisters and sisters, look over here, hurry up, hurry up! Time can't wait!"

"Everyone, listen up. In the morning, let me make thirty cents and one tael in the afternoon. In the afternoon, let me make twenty cents and one tael at night."

"One bud and one leaf is enough for half two prizes and ten coins, and one bud and two leaves is enough for half two prizes and fifteen coins!"

"Starting with five taels of tea, the more you make, the more you will get, and every household will be able to eat meat every meal! If you want to eat meat, you need to work hard! Isn't that right!"

"Yes Yes!"

Most of the children listened very well to Jiang Wanhe, but only a few rebelled.

Wang Dihu took off the tea basket on his back to resist.

He is a small tyrant in the village, and he would not be willing to hang out with a girl if it wasn't for the money.

"Don't listen to her deceit! Even adults can't do half a day's work, and we are not free labor. We just work for their Lao Jiang family. They have made us slaves, and we have made money even if we gave them back!"

"I heard that Yiliang Maojian had ten liang of silver in Yuanli Capital, so he gave us thirty. Isn't this a fraud?"

Everyone said nothing and looked at Jiang Wanhe.

Jiang Wanhe wanted to laugh a little.

If it weren't for the Jiang family that brought poverty to this land, the people here would be even poorer. It is natural for the poor to be jealous of the rich, and there are still villagers who regard them as blood-sucking insects in the fields.

"Miss, Wang Dihu is so arrogant! I'll ask the servants to take him out!"

Jiang Wanhe shook his head, put down the account book, and went up to ask, "Who told you that Yuanli sells one tael for ten taels?"

This is true. Mao Jian is indeed popular in Yuanli, but it would be unreasonable for that person to come to the Jiang family's territory to cause trouble!

Wang Dihu is 12 years old, tall and thick, and the fat on his belly trembles when he talks.

"You don't care who said it, anyway, you are enslaving our blood and sweat. Don't do anything to Jiang Laohu, she lied to us!"

Jiang Laohu is almost Jiang Wanhe's most unpleasant nickname.

The scene was chaotic for a while, and several children who were following Jiang Wanhe were no longer willing to work, and were even ready to go back to play in the dirt.

"Miss, we'd better go back. The tea pickers I've found are enough. We don't need to go up the mountain."

Jiang Wanhe didn't think so. The tea pickers his father hired were men from every household. Therefore, in addition to those laborers who could make money, women and children became a drag and weakness for every household.

The young and strong man in the village has to support his family and has to take care of several people's meals when he returns home from work. It is still difficult for the village to become rich, so she has her own opinion.

"Well, you Wang Dihu, if you are not convinced, I will tell you today!"

"My father commandeered your father and gave you the opportunity to be well fed and clothed. Is this how you repay our Jiang family?"

(End of this chapter)