Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Well, if it is stored at low temperature, it should be fine for half a year. In this weather, it will take up to three months. I will start cooking tomorrow. After seven days, you can send someone to pick up the goods. How much is counted?"

Touching his chin and nodding, Ling Jingxuan originally wanted to say that he would take a two-day break, but it seems impossible. The matter of entertaining guests is probably going to be postponed until after this time, so that's fine. The jam that Zeng Shaoqing brought back was not for Even if the nobles are sent to the palace, it can be regarded as indirectly helping him to gain popularity. If he can do more, he will do more. Next year, he will let go of his hands and feet. The popularity of it will be able to do more with less next year.

"I don't worry about your work. The wine is almost finished, so I'll go first."

Saying that, Manager Zhang stood up, and Zhao Han, who was just returning home to carry things, also came in with a big basket. The two walked out one after the other, and Han Fei, who was still a little scared, said sweating profusely: " It's all here, you made 500 at the beginning, Jing Xuan, you took a few, and there are more than 400 left."

"Well, Brother Zhang, are you inspecting the goods?"

Ling Jingxuan turned his head to look at him with a playful face, Manager Zhang twitched his forehead, glanced at the crooked gadgets in the basket, and reluctantly took out five silver notes and handed them to Han Fei: "I and Ling The cooperation with my brother is not once or twice, and I also trust the person he trusts, here is the five hundred tael silver note, please take a look at it."

"This"

Han Fei looked at the silver note hesitantly, and hesitated to reach out to pick it up. He looked at Ling Jingxuan for help, and he really wanted to sell it for five hundred taels?

"Hehe... Brother Han is not ready to accept it, don't worry, they won't ask you to ask for it back, maybe they will ask you to buy it in the future."

Throwing a look of encouragement at him, Ling Jingxuan was a good guy even though he was cheap, and he was mocking someone in Datong Town, who told him to provoke him first?

"Take it, my things look small, but they are very useful to us. Brother Ling will make more wine next year. You can also make the same number of jars according to the number of jars he made, and we will buy them together."

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Zhang took the initiative to put the silver note into his hand, turned around and said to Ling Jingxuan, "Brother Ling, I'll go first, please hurry up with the jam, you are smarter than me, you should know that Liu Liu What will you get in return if you sell it yourself?"

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, please!"

Leaving behind Han Fei's husband holding money, Ling Jingxuan personally escorted Shopkeeper Zhang out, and didn't turn back until he saw the carriage he was riding in leaving.

"Jing?? Jing Xuan, is this money really ours?"

Holding Ling Jingxuan who was passing by them, Han Fei, who was stunned for a long time, stammered while holding the bank note, "Five hundred taels, he has never seen so much money in his life."

"Of course, isn't the money in your hands?"

Raising his eyebrows, Ling Jingxuan glanced at the banknotes pointedly. Seeing their appearance, he suddenly remembered the scene when the two little buns slipped to the ground when he first earned 2 taels of silver. For others, the silver calculated by two is probably a huge sum of money, right? To be honest, he personally thinks that Zhao Hanfufu is already considered acceptable.

"I, I just can't believe it, Jingxuan, why is that stuff so valuable? When you asked us to do it, I wondered why we were doing so much, but I didn't realize it?? Now that we are really rich, Tie Wazi has all the money for his wife?

As he spoke, Han Fei smirked without shyness, and Zhao Dalong next to him couldn't help but split his mouth. Looking at them, Ling Jingxuan suddenly remembered that he would be older when he came back, and he seemed to have forgotten his family man.

"Big Brother Zhao, Big Brother Han, I'll have dinner here at noon. I want to tell you something later."

Thinking of this, Ling Jingxuan made a simple sentence, turned around and walked to Yan Shengrui's house, looking at his back, Zhao Dalong and Han Fei's eyes were full of gratitude, they weren't really stupid, if it wasn't for Ling Jingxuan, they would definitely not Might make that much more than that.

Chapter 094

After taking the medicine in the morning, Yan Shengrui fell into a drowsy sleep, until the shopkeeper Zhang came to grab a drink, and the bustling noise woke him up. He was already feeling much better. What he said before going out, he resolutely lay down and went back, finally his family Jingxuan agreed to accompany him, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you can't miss it, right?

However, he waited left and right, obviously heard Ling Jingxuan's voice and did not see him come in, Yan Shengrui couldn't help but slowly became anxious and irritable, wearing thin obscenity clothes kept glancing in the direction of the door, and even went to check the latch several times, afraid that he would not Carefully plug it in, but? ? Ling Jingxuan never wanted to come in to see him, until he asked Zhao Hanfufu to wait, and Yan Shengrui, whose ears were on the door, heard the footsteps approaching slowly, and then quickly rushed into the bedroom, almost jumping on the bed.

The door opened softly, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer. Yan Shengrui, who was lying on the bed, thought about it, and just a second after Ling Jingxuan stepped into the bedroom, he turned and leaned against the wall with his back to him to express his protest. Ling Jingxuan, who was advancing, paused and couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth. Is he still a child? How could anyone be so angry?

"Sheng Rui, are you feeling better?"

Tucao return to Tucao, Ling Jingxuan is also really worried about his illness. After sitting down along the bed, he wants to pull over his body behind him, okay? ? Yan Shengrui shook his hand arrogantly, and said in a sullen voice: "I can't die, it's not too late for you to come and see me when I'm about to die." Listen, should this be what a grown man said?

Ling Jingxuan only felt a pain in his forehead.

Standing up and making a gesture, he was about to leave: "If that's the case, then I'll come back when you're going to die of illness."

"Are you really leaving?"

He quickly turned around and grabbed his clothes, and Yan Shengrui, who was lying on the bed, said pitifully, he clearly said that he would come back to accompany him soon, but he didn't think of him for a long time when he came back.

"Come on, don't pretend to be pitiful, the shopkeeper Zhang has come to pull the wine in person, and I can't leave others behind, can I?"

Helplessly, please sigh, Ling Jingxuan sat down again, and took his hand to help him feel the pulse while talking, making sure that his cold was much better before secretly rest assured, this man is more rogue than the two steamed buns, which makes people laugh and cry.

"Then you will leave me?"

Understanding is understanding, but accepting is another matter. Yan Shengrui looked at him sadly, his eyes that were always domineering when facing outsiders were now full of red accusations, as if Ling Jingxuan had done something angry and resentful for days. While watching the convulsions, I couldn't help laughing: "It's like you have a terminal illness, stop playing tricks, get up and take a shower and change your clothes, it's almost time for lunch, I'll accompany you to walk outside in the afternoon, go out Khan, get some sleep at night, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

Grabbing his big hand and pulling him up hard, Yan Shengrui hugged him, buried his head in his neck and said arrogantly: "You said, don't go back on it later, recently it was repairing the house again. You're a jam maker again, and you haven't been with me alone."

"Come on, don't make trouble, I'll ask Lao Song to bring you two buckets of hot water, hurry up."

His neck was already sensitive, making him gnaw like a dog for a while, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help itching to push him away, and if the trouble continued, he would not be the only one who needed a bath later.

"Let me kiss another one. With that, Yan Shengrui held his face unexpectedly, and opened his mouth to cover his lips. Ling Jingxuan, who had wanted to refuse, thought that he was sick, so he didn't bother to refuse, so he knelt on his side. Sitting on the bed, he put his hands on his shoulders and actively stretched out his tongue to meet his kiss. The two wet tongues flexibly tangled in each other's mouths, and the dominant wide tongue occasionally rolled the tip of Ling Jingxuan's tongue into it. In his own mouth, he sucked and licked it with force, as if he wanted to suck his jīng qi.

"Huhu?? Do you want to squeeze me?"

The intense kiss lasted for several minutes. When we parted, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help breathing in fresh air, making up for the severe hypoxia in his lungs. It was slightly red and swollen, and it seemed to be more tender and delicious.

Yan Shengrui swallowed his saliva subconsciously. He almost used up all his strength to restrain himself from jumping on him again. Jing Xuan's attraction to him became stronger and stronger. just throw him.

"By the way, I met the owner of Xinyuan Restaurant today. His name is Zeng Shaoqing, and he belongs to the first mansion of the Qing Dynasty??"

"Zeng Shaoqing?!"

Before leaving, Ling Jingxuan thought about it and decided to tell him, but before he finished speaking, Yan Shengrui, who heard Zeng Shaoqing's words, suddenly roared with a twisted face. Already standing in front of him with wide-eyed eyes, Ling Jingxuan said, "Yes, Zeng Shaoqing, an extremely coquettish beauty."