The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Ji Yinghuai withdrew his hand, stared at the fat man in front of him grimly, and said in a cold voice: "Get lost, if you let me hear you say these words again, I will kill you directly. Let's see who is faster, your father or me."

His current status is inconvenient, and involving too many people will only bring danger to Jiang Shian. If the other party is willing to restrain himself after a warning, it will be fine. If he is unwilling to restrain himself, why not kill him directly with all his strength?

Li Huan looked at him with horror on his face. When he was told to get out, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately rushed out like a round ball.

The people outside didn't hear it clearly. They only saw Li Huan, who was usually so arrogant, running away as if there was a ghost chasing him, with a pale face and fear in his eyes.

A few people who didn't get along with him in the first place were happy to watch the show, cursing in their hearts, "Serves him right."

This time he met a tough guy, it was a pity that I didn't see Li Huan get humiliated with my own eyes.

But who are these two brothers? Li Huan relied on his father's connections in the county town and was used to bullying others in the town. This was the first time he saw someone so scared.

The merchants all had the same thought in their minds. It seemed that they had to build a good relationship with this shop in the future and not offend them.

Ji Yinghuai acted as if nothing had happened. Seeing that no one came in to buy anything, he took out a piece of white paper from under the table. Next to it were the brush and inkstone that Jiang Shian had asked him to take with him when he went out in the morning.

This set was given to me by the bookstore owner. Although it is not the best inkstone and ink, it is not bad either.

Jiang Shian asked him to come with him to keep accounts or something, but since there were few people around just now, he had already calculated all the sales in the morning.

Since he had nothing to do at the moment, Ji Yinghuai thought about the boy's appearance and planned to draw a portrait.

As a leader among the sons of noble families in the capital, he put a lot of effort into learning everything before going to the battlefield. He wanted to learn everything to the best of his ability, hoping to impress his father.

It’s just a bit of a pity that when I later went to the border, I didn’t have the time to pick up a pen and paint. All I practiced with every day was the spear and sword.

Ji Yinghuai wrote fluently and hardly stopped from the beginning to the end. The person seemed to have left a deep impression on his mind, so he did not even need to think about it and quickly painted the portrait on the paper.

He drew two pictures, one of which was a portrait. The appearance and temperament of Jiang Shian on the drawing paper were perfectly captured, but he still felt that the paper could not fully capture the boy's aura.

The other one was drawn according to the Q-version figurine that the boy had taught him to draw two days ago. Thinking of Jiang Shian's faint smile, he drew a little Jiang Shian with a round face, two buns on his head, and reaching out for a hug.

Looking at the little man in the painting, a smile slowly formed on his lips. He thought to himself that it would be nice if the boy could reach out to him for a hug like the one in the painting.

I will take the portrait back and give it to Jiang Shian in the evening. I’m sure the boy will like it!

As for the Q version of the hug, he kept it to himself.

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A rectangular chicken coop was built in the corner of the wall using a fence woven from bamboo strips and bamboo pieces.

There were still a lot of wood in the woodshed, so he casually built a simple small house and used a hammer to nail the copper nails in to fix it. He could get into the wooden house even if he bent over. It was quite spacious. He put a few wooden boards in the house. The boards had to be about calf-high from the ground, otherwise it would easily breed chicken plague in the rainy autumn and winter.

There was no dry straw at home, so they simply carried back a lot of bamboo leaves and placed them on the roof of the wooden house to protect against wind and rain.

The wind is a bit strong today, and we are worried that there will be another storm like last night, so we put some more wooden boards and stones on the chicken coop.

He was quite adept at these tasks and finished the chicken coop in one morning.

Now the chickens and ducks are still small, each yellow and fluffy, and look cute. Both of us are busy during this period, otherwise we can drive the chickens and ducks out to eat insects and grass by themselves, so that they can grow faster.

Ji Yinghuai was not at home, so he had a simple meal in the morning. He just ordered a bowl of noodles, fried an egg, and ate it with fermented bean curd and pickles.

The sun was a bit scorching at noon, so he was not in a hurry to go up the mountain. He picked up the dirty clothes he had taken off in the past two days and planned to wash them.

There is still a lot of soapnut powder left from the last time I bought. There is not much foam, but at least it can still be scrubbed clean.

Jiang Shian used a wooden basin to wet the clothes, then carried the basin and a stool to sit under the cool eaves and began to scrub them.

Growing up in an orphanage, he started washing his own clothes when he was four or five years old. The orphanage did not have that much money, let alone buy them a washing machine.

The younger children are washed by the director and a few aunts, while the older ones wash themselves.

Later, when he entered the university dormitory, there was a washing machine, but he still got used to washing the clothes by hand every time.

After washing the clothes, he drew water from the well, wrung them out, and hung them on the peach tree to dry.

After using the well water for a long time, it is not as cold as it was at the beginning. Drinking a mouthful of sweet and cool water on a hot day can dispel a lot of heat from the body.

It was still early, probably around twelve o'clock. Jiang Shian stood in the yard looking at Ji Yinghuai's door, feeling a little conflicted.

Although no one knew where Ji Er's clothes came from, he had changed into several sets. Should he go in and take a look and wash them all together?

As he was thinking, he had already walked towards the wing room.

Well, Ji Yinghuai is now helping him look after the shop in town. He is working for him for free, so it’s just a handy thing to do, washing clothes.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Shian pushed open the door of the compartment and walked in.

Since Ji Yinghuai recovered from his injury, he rarely stepped into this room. It was still clean and tidy as before, but it looked a little empty.

He glanced around and his eyes fell on the bed. Several sets of clothes were casually thrown at the end of the bed.

Jiang Shian walked over, picked it up and shook it.

"Boom!" There was a sound.

Something fell to the ground. Jiang Shian looked down and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

On the ground was a huge golden ingot.

Jiang Shian: “…”

Yesterday they were pure silver ingots, and today they are all gold ingots.