More than ten days passed in a row.
Jiang Li quickly adapted to the harsh life on the mountain. Although there were endless tasks to do every day, he couldn't eat enough, the place to sleep was humid, and he was often bullied. Jiang Li also quickly adapted.
Perhaps she was too quiet and obedient during this period, and Master Jing'an from the nun's nunnery came to see her for an unprecedented time.
Master Jing'an is a young woman in her twenties. It is said that she was the wife of a big family. She died of her husband and was cut into a nun in the mountains.
A few days ago, Jiang Li was arguing about going back to Yanjing because of Ning Yuan’s marriage with Hou Shizi, and almost touched Master Jing’an too much.
Master Jing'an came over and took a look at Jiang Li, said some polite words of concern, and left without sending anything.
Tonger spit on the back of Master Jing'an with her arms akimbo, and said, "Bah, stingy old lady!"
Jiang Li was a little bit amused. She said, "She is much younger than the old woman."
In fact, Master Jing’an is only in her twenties. Even though she is wearing gray robes, she can’t hide her slender figure. She looks even more beautiful. She has a more condescending attitude towards the two masters and servants. It was a little colder, but they seemed like servants.
"What's the use of being young?" Tong'er curled his lips, "I've already been a nun here, so I can only be a green lantern for the rest of my life? Can I eat meat and wear flowers?"
"I don't know whether to eat meat or not, but it must be better than you and me. With or without fancy dress, her robes must be thicker than you and me." Jiang Li said.
"Damn it!" Tonger was angrily.
"Not only that," Jiang Li continued to explain to her, "Although she didn't wear jewelry, she used the powder from Xingchunfang in Yanjing City, the silver box balm from Hongxiulou, and the osmanthus head oil from Xiangxiuzhai."
Tong'er opened her mouth and said for a while, "This is... too fancy! No," she reacted again, staring at Jiang Li with bright eyes, "How did the girl know?"
Jiang Li pointed to her nose: "Smells."
"The servant girl knew that the girl smelled it. The servant girl wanted to ask, how did the girl know that it was powder from Xingchunfang, silver box balm from Hongxiulou, and sweet-scented osmanthus head oil from Xiangxiuzhai?"
Jiang Li thought, she naturally knew. When she first married Shen Yurong and came to Yanjing, the Shen family despised her as a girl from a small county in Tongxiang. Several concubines and Shen Yurong's mother looked down on her. Afraid of embarrassing Shen Yurong, she worked hard to learn from Miss Yanjing's popular clothes and jewelry, and corrected her accent a little bit.
She has always learned things very quickly. Xue Huaiyuan once said that if she were not a daughter, maybe she would be able to work with Xue Zhao to earn a reputation for the Xue family.
Miss Jiang Er, who hasn't been down the mountain for seven years, would not know these powder balm osmanthus head oil, but she could accurately distinguish it.
Jiang Li said, "I can smell it naturally."
Tonger thought for a while, but naturally came up with a reason, and said: "The girl must know that these things, the girl used to use every day when she was in Jiang's house, there is no reason that she is not familiar with," she said. She became sad, "Speaking of which, it's been so long since the girl left Jiang's house..."
"Tong'er, do you want to return to Yanjing?" Jiang Li interrupted her.
Tonger's eyes widened, and immediately shook his head, and said firmly: "No! Tonger just wants to follow the girl, Tonger will go wherever the girl goes!"
Jiang Li smiled: "It's okay, we can go back soon."
What more did Tonger say? Suddenly heard a loud yell from outside. It was a man’s laughing voice, which seemed to be a little tune. Tonger listened to it with ears upright, then jumped up and laughed again. He jumped again: "Girl, Shopkeeper Zhang is here! Shopkeeper Zhang is here to deliver things this year!"
Jiang Li looked out the window and said with a smile: "Then find out all the copper coins and let's buy pastries."
"All?" Tonger turned his head in surprise.
"all."
After Tonger found all the copper plates from the house, wrapped them in a blue cloth and hugged them in his arms, they walked outside the temple with Jiang Li.
The mountains here are too high, and the Helin Temple next to it is full of incense. The visitors are either rich or expensive, and they generally disdain the things in the hands of the shopkeepers. Therefore, the general shopkeepers are reluctant to do business in this mountain. Zhang Huolang also lives at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain and does not come up on weekdays. The peach blossoms bloom on Qingcheng Mountain from May to June every year. Not only wealthy families, but ordinary people are also willing to come to Qingcheng Mountain to enjoy the flowers. There are a lot of people, and the shopkeeper picks this day to come to the mountain to sell gadgets that sell rouge and gouache.
Tonger got acquainted with this trader, and made an appointment to come here on the tenth day of May every year. The nun's nunnery is not as lively as Helin Temple. For Jiang Li and Tong'er, it is the only luxury that Jiang Li and Tong'er can buy some snacks from the shopkeeper at this time of the year.
Sure enough, there was a middle-aged man wearing a hat at the entrance of the temple, wearing short brown linen and linen trousers, a white ribbon around his waist, black cloth shoes, and he was dressed as a picker.
Jiang Li looked in a daze.
Before marrying Shen Yurong to Yanjing, when she was a little girl, Xue Huaiyuan had just been transferred to Tongxiang, a remote rural area. There was nothing in Tongxiang at the time, and shops in the entire county could be counted with both hands.
Xue Zhao lived in such an environment with her at a young age. The only fun is that the shopkeepers who walk the streets every month come over. In the hands of the shopkeepers, they can buy novel clay figurines, beautiful ribbons, and sweet maltose. , There are rough brushes used to practice calligraphy.
Although it is hard, life is happily. Later, Tongxiang got better and better under Xue Huaiyuan's governance. Later, Xue Zhao also began to prepare for the martial arts exam. Later, she married to Yanjing, and later... there was no future.
Jiang Li dropped her eyes.
Zhang Huolang got acquainted with them and told Tonger that she had grown taller again. Tonger was very happy to hear that. Turning to ask Jiang Li, "Girl, do you want those cakes?"
Jiang Li looked at Shopkeeper Zhang, and she smiled at Shopkeeper Zhang, but she was taken aback by Shopkeeper Zhang and felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.
Jiang Li took the cloth bag in Tong'er's hand and untied it. There were strings of copper coins neatly stacked inside. These copper coins were all made up by Jiang Li and Tong'er for the insoles in the past six months, plus the first few years, which were saved by Jing'an Master, for a total of forty strings.
"Uncle Zhang," Jiang Li said with a smile, "all these coins will be exchanged for fruit cakes, whatever you want."
Tonger's eyes widened: "Girl!"
Although he took all the belongings, Tong'er didn't really think that Jiang Li would spend all the copper money. The people in the nun's nunnery would deduct their chai rice at every turn, and sometimes they could exchange the quilt with the children in the mountain if they kept the money. Buy snacks and cakes, it will not last for many days, and they will all break up after a short period of time. How can this be caused
"What?" Jiang Li was still smiling, and she said: "Miss of Shoufu's family, it's not enough to spend a few copper plates to buy cakes? What kind of lady?"
Tonger couldn't say anything.
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Da Lizi: If you have no money, you must be willful [smile]