Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

Ling family.

Lingyun was sitting in the study, Ah Sheng stood in front of him and bowed,

"Master, I have already found out some clues."

"A master and his servant came from outside the city this morning, pushing a cart. After entering the city, they parked the cart at the back door of Yuelaiju and went to buy a lot of things."

"I also had lunch at Yue Lai Ju. I packed up the leftovers before leaving. Afterwards, I bought some snacks before leaving the city."

There is no need to talk about what happened afterwards. Ah Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After a pause, he continued, "That young master is probably from the manor in the west of the city. Someone has seen them coming out of there."

The person the master was looking for changed from a young lady to a young master. Ah Sheng didn't dare to continue talking. His wife had lost her life because of the harassment from the young master of the Jiang family.

"Is it a man?"

Ling Yun paused for a moment, then continued writing on the paper.

"Do you know what his name is?"

"I don't know. I've never been to the city before. I asked along the way and found a village near the foot of the mountain to the west of the city."

"People in the village said that there were two brothers, and the younger brother was weak and sickly, and he almost never showed up."

"My elder brother is the one who does everything. We renovated the yard a few months ago, and the two brothers bought the materials and did it themselves. It looks like the conditions are not good. We basically don't go out at other times, and don't communicate much with people in the village." Ah Sheng answered respectfully.

"Go down." Ling Yun waved his hand, put down his pen, looked at the painting he had just finished in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

Ah Sheng really wanted to know what the painting was about, but he didn't dare to do anything stupid, so he bowed and went down.

Who else could the person in the painting be but Jiang Yun? If Ling Yun knew that this was the Jiang Yun who had obsessed him and caused him to lose his wife, I wonder how he would feel.

Back to Jiang Yun, the two of them pushed the cart and it took them more than half an hour to get home.

I was so tired that I was panting. After a short rest, I started to sort the things I bought into categories.

"Brother Jiang, are you home?"

There was a knock on the door. It was Aunt Li who was asked to help with sewing.

"I'll go take a look. Don't clean up anymore. Go and have a rest." Jiang Rong said and left the main room.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, hey, Aunt Li, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Aunt Li said a little embarrassedly, "My family will slaughter a pig tomorrow. I wonder if you want to buy some pork for the winter. I see that your brother is thin. Do you want to buy some to nourish him? I'll give you a discount."

I was planning to go to the city to buy meat in a few days, but now it’s ready-made, so I don’t have to run around.

"Okay, I'll come and help then. I'll buy some more meat to nourish my brother."

"You brothers have such a good relationship. Let's not talk any more. I'll go and notify the next family." Aunt Li left with a smile.

"Auntie, take care," Jiang Rong said, and closed the door again. He went to the inner room and told Jiang Yun what happened.

"Then let's buy some more meat, some small intestines, and some sausages. Let's smoke some bacon. Ah, it tastes good just thinking about it."

As Jiang Yun spoke, he began to write down all the materials needed. If there was anything missing, he could exchange it with the people in the village.

"Okay, why don't you lie down for a while and then write. There's no rush."

"I'll go light the kang. It was the right kang at that time. In the evening, we'll heat up the dishes we brought back and eat the steamed buns."

Jiang Rong said this as he straightened his kicked-off shoes and went out of the house to do some work.

Jiang Yun didn't lie down either. She sat cross-legged at the desk and continued writing and drawing after she had finished writing the necessary materials.

Change the paper or make a shoe rack. It is very easy to get dirty when shoes are covered in mud outside and brought into the house.

When you go into the house, change into cotton shoes. It would be best if you could make snow boots. Hmm, draw another picture of snow boots.

Jiang Rong lit the kang, boiled some water, and tidied the room.

Seeing that it was still daylight, he didn't rush to heat up the meal and went into the house to watch Jiang Yun draw.

Seeing someone enter the room, Jiang Yun happily called him over and said,

"Arong, come and see. When the shelf is ready, put it outside the main room door."

"If we come back from outside, we put our shoes on the shoe rack and change into cotton shoes before going back home. Then we only wear cotton shoes when we go home, so the soles are clean and we don't have to clean them back and forth."

Jiang Rong looked at the blueprint of the 5-layer shoe rack and nodded, "This is easy. I'll try making one while there's still time."

"Okay, okay, I'll help." Jiang Yun stood up, put on his shoes, and helped to look for suitable materials.

Now he is no longer the delicate young master, and Jiang Rong thinks it is good this way. Although he can no longer have everything handed to him, there is nothing wrong with living by relying on his own abilities.

We did it right away. The shoe rack was made before dark. I tried it and it worked great.

Jiang Yun was very happy to see the shoe rack take shape so quickly, and said, "Tomorrow, ask Aunt Li to sew a curtain with old cloth, so that it won't be covered with dust."

"Okay, I'll talk to her tomorrow. Stop looking and wash your hands and eat." Jiang Rong brought out the hot food from the big pot.

Four steamed buns, two plates of vegetables, and a bowl of soup. After they finished their meal, they started chatting again.

Jiang Yun kept talking excitedly about the things he saw today, the snacks and meals he ate, all of which were not available in modern times. However, Jiang Rong touched his head with some distress, thinking that the young master had burned his brain and forgot everything.

In the past, these things would never catch the eye of my young master.