The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

Tutu didn't think so. "You control the channels for purchasing colored glass, and you had a foreign noble lady show up some time ago. I think you keep changing large jewelry. They think you are bartering according to the preferences of foreign noble ladies. Are you trying to find out what they like?"

Qiwu was surprised. "Tutu, your analysis makes sense."

Tutu said shyly, "After all, I've watched a lot of palace fighting dramas. But you should still make your own judgment. I'm just an amateur."

Qiwu was in a better mood and picked up the agate cabbage handle that Tutu had passed to him. "This agate is really free of impurities. It looks red and vibrant. It looks comparable to the collection of Marquis Zhan's wife. Is it really not expensive?"

Tutu looked through the bill records and said, "This Ruyi is only a few thousand yuan. The mutton-fat jade bracelets you used to have are enough to buy a thousand of them. You don't have to feel bad about giving it to the prince."

Qiwu is committed to exchanging all the money and belongings that belong to her. She is already halfway through the process. Half of the items in the warehouse have been emptied by her, but most of the remaining items are not jewellery and need to be dealt with.

Tutu showed Qiwu the weight he had lost after using the marrow cleansing pill, "The immortal realm is truly magical. Although the things inside are much smaller, it still works if you buy more. Qiwu, do you want to try it? It's just that marrow cleansing is quite painful."

Qiwu thought for a while and said, "Is there an antidote? I don't know if they gave me some medicine that affects my body when I was living in the clan or in the marquis's mansion. I have studied for too short a time and don't understand these secrets of the rear quarters at all."

Tutu felt that Qiwu's concerns were reasonable, so he contacted Ruifeng after hanging up the phone, "Is there any kind of elixir that can cure various poisons even though I don't know what kind of poison it is?"

Ruifeng thought for a while and said, "There are detoxification pills, but mortals can just use the marrow cleansing pills directly. There is no need to use the detoxification pills separately."

Tutu asked again, "Is there a pill that can test for poison? For example, if you put it there, it will change color if it's poisonous."

Ruifeng admired Tutu's imagination and thought the idea was good. He was about to ask his master about the new idea and then went offline.

Tutu bought Qiwu ninety marrow cleansing pills, ninety blood recovery pills, a strong oil-removing shampoo specially bought from the supermarket, and the six wooden bath buckets and bath towels that Qiwu wanted.

Tutu now has five floors of storage space on the shelves, so he stocked extra of everything.

Qiwu was not planning to use the marrow cleansing pill now. After buying a one-time use marrow cleansing pill and blood recovery pill from Tutu, she did not take them out. She planned to use the weight loss caused by the marrow cleansing pill to trick the prince.

She deliberately went out of the house to show up and negotiated the price of the new colored glaze with the person sent by the clan leader.

He then returned to the Marquis' Mansion and prepared to take the marrow cleansing pill.

Qiwu went to tell Xing'er to prepare several bathtubs with hot water.

She put on many layers of old clothes and wrapped herself in a quilt before taking the marrow cleansing pill. The severe pain made her faint before she could hold on for long.

Qiwu seemed to have had a dream. She dreamed that when she was first brought into the tribe, she once tried to escape while going out to burn incense. However, before she could take a few steps, she was caught by several burly maids and punished by the tribe leader to kneel in the ancestral hall.

For three days and three nights, she had only a little bit of cold water and stale rice. In the freezing cold ancestral hall in the dead of winter, Qiwu knelt with red and swollen legs and a high fever. In a trance, she thought, don't let her get out alive. As long as she gets out, she will make those people in the tribe who eat the flesh and blood of girls taste the feeling of being forced into prison.

When I woke up, half an hour had passed.

Qiwu was a little dazed. He took a few deep breaths and stared at the green bed curtains for a while like a drowning person.

It took him a while to come back to his senses and he immediately took a blood-recovering pill.

After regaining a little strength, she struggled out, feeling as if she had crawled out of a sticky and smelly cocoon. She used the bed curtains to pack up all the mattresses, quilts and clothes on the bed, and destroyed them with the system.

There are too many people watching the yard, and such a special situation cannot be known to others.

Xing'er waited outside until Qiwu covered his head and face, came out wearing a coat, and left the bathroom where six bathtubs were placed.

Only Qiwu was left alone in the room, while Xing'er went to guard the door.

Qiwu's hair is very long and sticky and it's hard to wash. The several bottles of shampoo that Tutu gave her are almost used up.

Qiwu simply cut off a section of his hair, and the hair that was originally almost ankle-length was cut to the knee-length.

Although people believe that our hair and skin are given by our parents, people in ancient times also cut their hair. Most ladies kept their hair long for beauty, and many people also used wigs.

Qiwu heard from Tutu that hair will become frizzy even if it is not cut, and the toxins released by washing the meridians and marrow are not easy to wash out of the hair.

After using all six bathtubs, they were almost done. Qiwu destroyed all the bathtubs, including the dirty clothes and dirty water, using the system.

It also costs points to destroy the system, and Qiwu doesn't care about these one or two points. The main thing is that it cannot be exposed.

Asking Xing'er to bring some clothes, Xing'er asked, "Miss, have you driven out all the poison? How many more times do you need?"

Qiwu had told Xing'er before that he wanted to expel the poison. "I don't know how many times it will take. Go to the warehouse to get some materials. We need to add some new quilts."

Xing'er told her not to worry, there were spare ones in the cabinet next to her. Seeing that Qiwu had lost a large part of his hair, she felt a little distressed.

Qiwu originally had a well-proportioned figure, but after the marrow washing, he looked much thinner and appeared frail and weak.

Qiwu had already taken a picture of Tutu's replenishing fruit, but he didn't eat it for the time being because he wanted to pretend to be sick.

He only looked very weak because he had lost a lot of weight. Plus, his hair was cut messily, and he didn't look as decent as before.

Xing'er asked Qiwu to sit on a chair, and she trimmed Qiwu's hair bit by bit with a pair of small silver scissors. She then carefully washed away the loose hair at the end of the hair and dried the hair carefully.

Qiwu remained silent during this period, thinking about how to take advantage of this opportunity to put the Marquis's Mansion in a bad light.

"From today on, you will not leave the courtyard due to illness. Send someone to tell the old lady, and only ask the kitchen to send light meals."

After Xing'er went down to make arrangements, Qiwu called Tutu again, "Tutu, please prepare more delicious food for me. I plan to stay indoors for the next few days. Please prepare some TV dramas and cartoons for me as well."

Because Qiwu felt that there were too few TV cartoons that could be watched only when connected to the Internet, after she learned that some equipment could be used at her place, she kept urging her to send pictures to her.

Tutu had already packed up and had prepared two tables of food at the hotel. He then started downloading TV series, movies and animations for Qiwu using a pad and a large-capacity mobile hard drive. There was no need to worry about charging, as the carriage-style flying car provided by Beite could be charged, and it was invisible and suspended above Qiwu's yard, so charging was also convenient.

Qiwu prepared her material and spiritual entertainment and began her happy vacation. During this time, the doctor sent by the prince took her pulse and said that she was in poor health, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. She was very weak and needed rest.

The old lady also told her not to pay her respects and asked her to take good care of her health.

Every day, servants were quietly taken away for questioning outside the yard. In the yard, Qiwu had already begun to enjoy his vacation.