The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Chapter 113: Lend a Little Luck

When the hour of Xu arrived, the people in the workshop finished their work and packed up to go home.

Some were from the town, and some were from the surrounding villages. Those who were going the same way made an appointment to walk together.

After working in the fields all day, the villagers who were carrying their hoes home for dinner stopped to talk when they saw so many people coming out of the Jiang family.

"This Jiang family kid is really amazing. He hired so many people. How much does he have to pay them per day?"

"I heard that his shop is doing very well and he makes several taels of silver a day. This little money is nothing!"

"It's not like we have business every day. If we can't open the shop one day, let's see what these people will do. Humph! It's really embarrassing for a young man to go out and show his face every day instead of staying at home to embroider and wash clothes."

The conversation was lively when suddenly a sarcastic remark was interrupted. Several aunts around looked at the person who was speaking at the same time, and when they saw the person who was speaking, they all looked a little disgusted.

They didn't want to pay attention to the people who were talking and just walked home.

Such a good boy, but he learned those bad things from his mother. How is he going to find a partner in the future?

Song Shu stood in front of the Jiang family's gate and stared at the courtyard wall for a while. Then he rolled his eyes and walked around the front yard and the workshop at the back.

Looking at the huge house connected front and back, he stood in the corner, leaned against the wall and gestured for a while. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, a ruthless look flashed across his eyes, and he patted the mud on his hands and walked away.

Ji Yinghuai will leave early tomorrow morning, and Jiang Shian doesn't know exactly when he will be back, so he wants to cook a few more dishes in the evening to reward everyone.

The servant that was bought home was called Fengnian, who was one year younger than Jiang Shian. Jiang Shian did not treat him as a servant, but took care of him like he did with Fangzi, like a half-brother.

Knowing that the two bosses were lovers, even though they were not married, Fengnian would not get close to Ji Yinghuai.

As long as Jiang Shian was at home, he would most of the time follow Jiang Shian like a little tail, and would do whatever Jiang Shian asked him to do quickly.

Huang Fugui also stayed at home to eat and played with Yuanzi and Yuanbao in the yard. From time to time, they could hear laughter coming from outside.

There was still half a piece of bacon that Aunt Huang sent. Fangzi took it outside to the well to wash it, and Fengnian picked and washed the side dishes that would be used in the cooking later.

The family has been raising chickens and ducks for half a year. Now that they have enough money, Jiang Shian has no plan to sell them and keeps them for his own consumption.

Ji Yinghuai went to the chicken coop and caught the fattest chicken. Jiang Shi'an boiled hot water on the stove, preparing to kill the chicken later.

He looked at the remaining vegetables in the bamboo basket. There were still three ribs, a small piece of pork belly, cucumbers, garlic shoots, and eggplant.

Thinking of the Mapo Tofu that he hadn't eaten for a long time, Jiang Shian asked Fengnian to go to the village grandmother's house to buy a piece.

Fengnian responded, took the cleaned vegetables back to the kitchen, and asked Huang Fugui and Yuanzi to take him to his mother-in-law's house to buy tofu.

After his playmates left, Yuanbao ran to Jiang Shian with his tail wagging and rubbed his legs. His tail was wagging rapidly while rubbing against his legs, and his head was nuzzling against his legs.

"You are such a tough guy. You only come to me when you lose your playmate." Jiang Shi'an rubbed his furry dog ​​head, sat down on the stool in front of the stove, picked up the fire tongs and poked at the stove hole.

Then he dug out two gray, fragrant sweet potatoes.

Yuanbao knew at first glance that it was for him to eat, so he rubbed his legs even harder and barked twice.

Jiang Shian peeled the skin and put it in the dog bowl.

This little guy was very small when I bought him home, but now he has grown so big and can guard the house.

Although he is often busy outside, Yuanbao has always been very close to him.

Thinking of what he heard this afternoon, he patted Yuanbao on the head and said, "Eat well and take care of the house. In the next two days, some blind people may come to our house. We have to rely on you."

I don’t know if Yuanbao understood or not, he just whimpered twice in response.

The water on the stove was boiling, and Ji Yinghuai had slaughtered the chicken outside. Jiang Shian carried it out in a wooden bucket. Ji Yinghuai scalded the chicken and plucked it clean.

Not long after, Fengnian and his family came back. Not only did they buy a piece of tofu, but grandma also gave them an extra bowl of tofu pudding.

"Stir-fried bacon with garlic sprouts, twice-cooked pork, mapo tofu, sweet and sour spareribs, chicken stewed with mushrooms, cabbage stewed with tofu, fish-flavored eggplant, smashed cucumber and a sweet tofu pudding."

"Wow, Brother Shi'an, you are going to cook so many dishes. I will be in for a treat." Huang Fugui stood at the side with his eyes wide open. When he heard Jiang Shi'an name the dishes, his saliva was already flowing.

With so many dishes, it feels better than what we had during the Chinese New Year, and brother Shian’s cooking skills are better than his mother’s.

Fangzi and Fengnian, who were a little more reserved than him, also widened their eyes, but managed to control themselves from drooling.

It is easier to get things done when there are more people. Jiang Shian only needs to cook, and several of the younger ones are eager to do the washing, cutting and cooking.

The rice was cooked and the chicken was stewed. He didn't need to work in the kitchen for the time being, so the two went to the yard to talk.

Jiang Shian picked a few peaches, washed them, and put them into the well water together with a big watermelon he bought from the town. He would serve them on the table after dinner.

"Have you packed everything?" Jiang Shian asked.

Ji Yinghuai nodded. In fact, there was nothing to prepare. The secret guards would arrange it in advance on the way.

"If you have the chance when you get to Beijing, please take a look at my elder brother's condition for me." As he spoke, Jiang Shian seemed to have thought of something and paused.

Without waiting for Ji Yinghuai to answer, he turned and walked towards his room.

After a while he came out again with something in his hand.

Ji Yinghuai saw what looked like a few pieces of paper from a distance, but when he walked in he discovered that they were several silver notes with a face value of one hundred taels each.

"I've never been to the capital, so I don't know what to prepare. Take this banknote in case it comes in handy."

Ji Yinghuai didn't reach out to take it. He just took a quick look and estimated that there were about ten of them. This was all the wealth that Jiang Shian had accumulated in the past six months, and he actually gave it all to him.

Ji Yinghuai was in a complicated mood. Did the young man ever think that if he went and never came back, the banknote would be wasted and all his efforts during this period would be in vain?

He reached out and pulled Jiang Shian back to his room. The three heads at the door looked at the two people's holding hands, and then turned back at the same time.

Fengnian and Fangzi, who were a little older, blushed and quickly looked away, not daring to look any longer.

Back in the house, Ji Yinghuai took out the gold ingot that Jiang Shian had seen before: "You forgot, this has been lying around and you haven't used it yet!"

Seeing the glittering gold ingots in Ji Yinghuai's hand, Jiang Shian curled his lips. He had actually forgotten about this. The silver notes he had were more than half of the gold ingots.

Before, Ji Yinghuai had always been helping him and giving him advice, but now he really couldn't help at all, so he inevitably felt a little disappointed. He said sullenly, "Oh, okay!"

Looking at the person in front of him with his head down in disappointment, Ji Yinghuai said gently: "Shi An, can I hug you?"