Proud Farm Girl With A Space

Chapter 100 The Injury Gets Better

Tang Yuan nodded.

Immediately afterwards, she saw the black shadow move as well, and it looked... as if it was nodding too?

Jiang Xiaoxiao: "..."

Tangyuan is already very familiar with her, so it is not surprising that it nodded, but is this black bear too familiar?

"I'm afraid I can't do it now, it will wake everyone up so late," he paused and said, "Why don't I bake it tomorrow, and you can come and get it tomorrow night?"

At that time, it was for saving lives, so I didn't care so much. Later, she had the grace of saving Tangyuan, and she believed that it would keep her secret.

Judging from the various performances of the glutinous rice balls, it did not disappoint her.

But black bears are different.

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't want Hei Xiong to know about the space, so he refused directly.

Tangyuan was very smart, knowing what she was worried about, she nodded immediately, rubbed her pant legs, and left with the black bear.

She picked up the chicken and cleaned up all the blood on the ground before Jiang Xiaoxiao returned to the room.

Little did they know that a bear and a tiger were communicating with each other on the road right now.

"Roar!"

Tangyuan warns the black bear that he must not take advantage of the villagers at the bottom of the mountain, and must not hurt them, let alone the girl and her family just now, otherwise the skin will be peeled off and used as a cushion.

The black bear feels wronged, even if it has a wicked heart, it doesn't have the guts to do so!

It can't bear the beating of a tiger cub.

Besides, what is delicious for people? How can there be honey that tastes sweet?

Although it has never tasted what a human tastes like, but now that it has the little tiger cub watching over it, it dare not be presumptuous.

"Aww..."

Salivation appeared in the eyes of the black bear, and it said: Bring me to eat roast chicken tomorrow, and I will continue to help dig out honey in the future.

After weighing it for a while, Tang Yuan finally nodded in agreement.

the next day.

Jiang Xiaoxiao got up early in the morning, but he didn't do anything this morning, he was busy cleaning up the chicken, rubbing honey and diluted spirit spring water on the pheasant, and then roasting the chicken.

Smelling the scent, Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't help it, so he tore a chicken leg for breakfast, and he wouldn't mind having glutinous rice balls.

Her mouth was full of oil, and she secretly sighed that the pheasant is different from the domestic chicken. The pheasant is firm and elastic, and the domestic chicken is simply incomparable.

After breakfast, Wei Yumei and Jiang Xiaoyue stayed at home.

Originally, Jiang Pingfu could also stay at home and do field work, but he was worried that his daughter would go home alone after school.

Thinking that there was nothing to be busy in the field for the time being, it was just weeding and the like, so he simply went to the town together.

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't ask for leave today. Instead, he followed Mr. Mo Xian to read the characters honestly, and practiced moves with Qin Wanrou for a while, which deepened his physical memory.

Today, my husband rarely praised her improvement in handwriting, "That's right, just keep at it, and don't miss out on daily practice."

Practicing calligraphy requires persistent determination. If you slack off for a while in the middle, the feeling you finally found will be instantly beaten back to its original shape.

After complimenting her, he asked Qin Wanrou, "You can't just learn some swords and knives every day. I don't object to it as an occasional relaxation. Work and rest, but you can't just 'leisure'. Forget 'Lau'!"

When he left, Qin Wanrou drooped her brows and let out a long sigh: "Oh... I really don't like practicing calligraphy."

Jiang Xiaoxiao expressed helplessness, and patted her on the shoulder to show comfort.

After school, Jiang Xiaoxiao found a dark corner, took out a bonnet and put it on, went to the market to buy a pannier, and then walked towards Lengxianglou.

Ye Jinglin was cleaning the shop, the expression on his brows was much lighter than yesterday.

Jiang Xiaoxiao guessed that his aunt's condition had made good progress, so he asked with a smile, "Is aunt better?"

Ye Jinglin was a little excited when he heard the familiar voice, walked up to her quickly, bowed respectfully, and called out: "Thank you, Mr. Yu, for your concern. I'm better now."

When Jiang Xiaoxiao heard this, the smile in her eyes deepened, and sure enough, she saw the right person.

"It's good to be better, shopkeeper Ye, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Master! By the way, Master, let's go through the formalities first, lest I feel uneasy in my heart."

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded, and followed him to hand over the procedures of the shop. Ye Jinglin saw her carrying a pannier at this moment, and thought of yesterday's fragrance, "Master, are you going to buy flowers?"

"If you want to buy flowers, I know that in Linyi County, there is a Zhuangzi who has very good flowers. If the owner needs it..."

She denied it calmly, "It's not to buy flowers."

After handing over the procedures, Ye Jinglin offered to write a contract to hire him as the shopkeeper, the purpose was to make her feel at ease.

Jiang Xiaoxiao naturally had no reason why she shouldn't. After getting the shop's deed and the hirer's contract, she couldn't help but sigh once again that her decision was right.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he took out two flower patterns and two ingots of silver from his schoolbag and handed them to Ye Jinglin.

These patterns were drawn in the space after Tangyuan and the black bear left last night.

The shape of the porcelain vase is the same as the one ordered at Lin Cifang before, except that she changed the smiling face into a crescent moon and a leaf.

The crescent moon is to prepare for the moonlight, while the leaves are for the charming forest.

As Jiang Xiaoxiao, she sold the Charming Forest to Nishangfang and Lengxiangfang respectively, and the person who went to Lincifang to order porcelain vases was also Jiang Xiaoxiao.

As for this fancy shape, it was bought from Jiang Xiaoxiao at Lengxiangfang.

It's just that Lengxiangfang made some changes to the porcelain vase, so there is no connection between Jiang Xiaoxiao and Lengxiangfang's owner.

As for the owner of Lengxiangfang, Yumian, no one knew about it except Ye Jinglin.

As for Su Ning'an knowing her name is Yumian, it's okay.

After all, the name Yumian, when others heard it, knew it was not his real name, and no one would take it to heart.

She only knew about Yumian, but she didn't know who the owner of Lengxiangfang was.

Since they don't know who the real owner of Lengxiangfang is, it is naturally impossible to think of her.

The apparent owner of Lengxiangfang is still Ye Jinglin.

Even if she finds out about her coming here, don't be afraid.

After all, Jiang Xiaoxiao has cooperated with Lengxiangfang, she just came here to sell perfume, what could be wrong?

Ye Jinglin was confused, "Boss? You are?"

"You take this pattern and go to Lin Ci Fang to order a batch of porcelain vases.

Each type of porcelain vase is ordered to order twelve taels, you keep the account, and I will reconcile the account with you when the time comes. "

Employers do not suspect, suspects do not.

Because of her age, she couldn't run around the town every day, and her family would be worried, and they had to guard against Tang Wenkun.

So Jiang Xiaoxiao decided to leave these matters to Ye Jinglin.

He looked dazed, then nodded, and asked again: "Do you still want those porcelain vases in the shop?"

"Except for the rouge box, let's deal with everything else."

Since we are in the high-end market, the most indispensable thing is packaging.

If the pattern of the porcelain vase is too chaotic, it will not leave a deep impression on people, but it will become difficult to manage.

...

At the same time, Tang Wanli's injury was basically under control, and with Taohong taking good care of her, her body was getting better day by day.

It's just looks and hands, but they can never be restored.

Hurting others will eventually hurt oneself.

This is the price she has paid for her many evil deeds.