Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 71: : Homework

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But even if she does n’t want money today, I ’m afraid this **** will look down on her. The same result, let him know that he is not so bullying. Even if he wants to count her next time, he must weigh it. Just weigh yourself.

Chu Xi's words made Xiyan surprised.

It was just one simple thing, and these curves.

Chu Xi's mood is a little low, and she is not happy when she is rewarded. She is not only not happy at all, but also worried.

Who wants the title of this townlord? The Duanjia County Lord really helped.

Chu Yi doesn't know. Her sudden title not only has the credit of Princess Wei and Duan Jiajun, but King Jin also contributed to it!

Going back to Song Tao Garden, looking at the rewards of the lords in the flower hall, Chu Yu waved his hands to let Zhong Kui and Gui Gui bring people to pack.

Although the reward of Wupin Xiangjun has no Danshu iron coupon, but there is a title given by the Holy Spirit himself. This kind of honor can be compared with the county master.

The township monarch also has the corresponding headwear and matching jewelry heads that correspond to the regulations. In addition, there is a small village in the Shengjing City, one hundred acres of good land and one hundred gold. These are all within the township confession regulations. Except for the title of "Jin Yi", Emperor Cheng Ping did not treat Chu Xi much.

Pointing to those heads and faces, Chu Kun was helpless, "put these together with the Phoenix-tailed dumplings sent by the county master."

With the title, you can wear the simplest single phoenix dumpling, no longer afraid of gossip.

Guilin is holding the dress in the tray, "Mr. Grandma, don't you try this dress? In case it is not suitable, you can change it as soon as possible."

Chu Yue was shocked by today. Where can I still try the Korean clothing? Besides, the Korean clothing is made of Yunjin. It is very thick. Now I ca n’t cover my body with sweat.

"Try again tomorrow!"

Gui Ye can only pack his clothes first.

Chu Yi went back to the small study and took out the purse from the young eunuch. At that time, she glanced at it. It was estimated that it was no less than eight hundred and two. As many as one thousand two hundred.

Wei Guifei really does not lack money!

This Kim Qilin trades really well.

Give these silver tickets to Xiyan, and put them with the previous ones.

Chu Yan drank a bowl of sweet soup casually, and then rested.

He was eating the bird's nest brought by Liu Ye, and commanded: "Send someone to the eldest daughter-in-law and say, let the oldest daughter-in-law buy two-and-five-year-old daughter-in-law's clothing, and Fengwei auntie Also make two. "

Liu Ying responded but didn't immediately ask someone to do it. Instead, he stood beside He Lao Taijun and kept talking.

Grandma He glanced at her, "Why, do you think that the old lady has treated Dalang's wife?"

"Old slaves dare not!"

He Laotaijun put down the jade bowl in his hand. "Xiang Yun, the old man has given her long enough. Dalang cannot have been without a boy. If this is the case, Dalang's wife can't stand it. If Lang is satisfied, what should she do? This family will still be handed to Dalang in the future. "

After listening to the words of Mrs. He, Liu Ye suppressed everything that was going to be said in her heart. Then she turned around and went to work.

After receiving the news, Zou didn't hold back the anger, and immediately fell a tea cup, shaking the girl who was telling the story.

Nevertheless, she could not help listening to the words of Old Lady He.

Zou's anger was suppressed. In the evening, he was not able to cope with Hejia Dalang's begging. The couple slept in the same bed, but they had different dreams in the same bed that night.

Liangzhou in the north, after August, the weather began to cool, the nobles in Shengjing were still wearing Xia Chang, and already in Liangzhou was going to add an extra coat.

In the humble Liangzhou city, in a humble courtyard, there are only two or three houses, open-air pots, and two bundles of dry wood chopped next to the pots.

There is an unextinguished fire in the stove. White smoke is floating on the stove, and a strange smell floats out of the stove. At this time, a man with a black face stood up from behind the stove.

The door of the courtyard was squeaked open, and a young man in a black suit, a sword around his waist, and a gray beard with a big beard covered his face came in.

The young man is dusty, but his eyes are extremely firm.

The man with a dark face behind the stove hurriedly greeted him, "Master Three, you're finally back. Come in and rest in the room, and the meal will be ready soon."

Lai Yue took the package on He Chang's back and the long sword at his waist, and ushered his master into the house.

This is the tenth day of He Changyu entering Liangzhou City.

The small courtyard I lived in was bought ten days ago. Now He Changzheng is darker than when he first arrived in Liangzhou. The beautiful jaws were covered with black beards, but a pair of eyes that are already deeper are more Be firm.

He ran out every day these days, cleared a lot, but he is more straight and strong. If the former He Jiayu Saburo was a clump of clear bamboo, then the current He Saburo is a tall pine on a cliff.

Looking at the dust covered by the owner, it ’s not good, but it ’s also tea and water delivery, “Master, you first rest in the temple room, and the younger one will eat it for you.” >

He Sanlang was also really tired. After washing his hands and face, he leaned on a bamboo chair in the hall to eyes closed to keep his soul up. He waited until there was a strange smell in the hall. , Looking towards the desk case.

"What is this?"

Lai Yue guilty glanced at the food on the table, "Master, this is porridge."

He Sanlang's eyes twitched. Is it really porridge with wheat bran in yellow and white? Even if the appearance is not good, it still has a weird taste.

Lai Yue bitterly, "Master, you also know that young people don't make food, but there are so few things in Liangzhou City, you can only do that."

What I did n’t say is that they do n’t have much money now, they ca n’t buy good food at all.

Shengjing City ’s japonica rice costs 500 pounds. When you come to this city, you ’ll need 52 pounds of silver!

It's more expensive, but this kind of rice is not available to ordinary people with silver. Liangzhou City is old and the place where life can be good in years of war.

Insufficient supplies. Today, when I go out and go around, I only buy millet, sorghum rice and wheat bran.

Not even that fresh vegetable, fruit, or game.

There is only one wine restaurant left in the desolate city of Liangzhou. The wine sold is still inferior wine mixed with water.

Laiyue used to follow the young master where he needed to cook and cook. The skill of the cook couldn't be glanced at, so it was good to make something already.

Liangzhou Tuhun soldiers have committed crimes almost every month. Now the whole Liangzhou city is empty, and the situation is really bad.

He Changyan stared at him fiercely, and felt that the accompaniment around him was so useless that he was even more precious than his master.

The legs stared at by He Sanlang's severe eyes were faint, and came across the road: "Master, if you think it's unpalatable to cook small, it's better for you to buy a maid back tomorrow?"

There are people who ca n’t live in Liangzhou city all day selling children and daughters. Here, it ’s cheap to buy a girl who does laundry and cooks.

He Changxi took the wooden chopsticks next to him and snorted coldly, "I bought a girl, will you raise it?"

After hearing He Changyu's words, Laiyue immediately shut his mouth. Although he was just a girl, he could not afford to eat and drink, and their silver now was only enough for the master and servant to maintain.

Too lazy to talk with this "wrong" Chang Sui, although He Changyu frowned, but still took a bowl and took a sip.

Sure enough, the taste of this broken porridge is as unpalatable as it smells, not as good as the green fruit porridge cooked by pretty people ...

In order to maintain physical strength, He Changying barely drank a bowl. Now is not the time to pick it. After the morning market in Liangzhou City, hardly any hawkers and shops doing business can be seen. They do n’t even want to eat something good now. This condition.

Lai Yue also poured a bowl with a bitter face and stared at the empty bowl in front of him after drinking, and came to himself unconsciously and said to himself: "If grandma is here, no matter what ingredients In her hands, she can make noble delicacies.

As I said this, I was fantasizing about the large bowl of braised pork in front of me, and the more I felt that after these months, I became more and more shy ...

"What are you talking about?" He Changyu suddenly looked at him sharply when he heard Lai Yue talking to himself.

Lai Yue narrowed her neck and closed her mouth quickly.

He Sanlang stared at him fiercely, then got up and walked towards the room next to him. He ran outside for a day today, and was really tired.

He was lying on a rudimentary soil bed. He Changxi lay one hand behind his head and one hand on his chest. Xu was affected by the words from Lai Yue. At this moment, his mind was not flashed with the anger and remorse of the previous life. It was the scene where Chu Yun was sitting in the flower hall of Songtao Garden and eating food.

Under the heat, the face was less cruel and less perverse, as if separated from the poisonous woman of the previous life.

It is obviously the same face, but it makes him feel that he is not alone.

What the **** is going on?

Is the temptation of food really so great? Too big to change him to a man who was supposed to be sinister?

He Changxi was restless. He closed his eyes and opened it again, thinking about the few meals he had eaten in Songtao Garden.

He found that the poison woman can always make the most delicious taste with the simplest ingredients.

Think of the swatches and scallion cakes that day, but they were all made with noodles, vegetables, and diced meat.

If Chu Yan was around, what kind of food would she make of millet, sorghum rice and wheat bran?

No matter what it looks like, it must be particularly delicious.

Thinking of this, He Changxiu's long and thin body suddenly froze suddenly, and the expression on his face became gloomy and difficult to look.

He rubbed his temples, it must be that he was too tired, and he was brought into the ditch again, otherwise how would he think of the poisonous woman who had endured his suffering!

Sometimes people really ca n’t stand the words. He Sanlang is regretful and is about to force himself to sleep, but the door of the room is ringing more and more quickly.

"Master, master, there is a book from the house!" Lai Yue excited.