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

Jiang Shian squatted down and reached out to carefully pick up the ingot. This ingot was the same size as the one from yesterday.

Twenty taels of gold!!!

His hands were shaking as he held the gold ingots! In ancient times, this was a considerable sum of money.

Sure enough, he did not pick up the wrong person when he brought Ji Yinghuai back. It seems that doing things quietly will produce gold and silver.

Jiang Shian put the gold ingot back on the bed.

Looking at the golden and conspicuous ingots, he felt that something was not quite right, so he pulled the quilt to cover the ingots.

The moment the quilt was covered, the golden light in the room seemed to disappear.

After standing there for a while, he walked out with his clothes in his arms, with a complicated expression on his face.

In their remote town, everyone has small silver coins, but only merchants or wealthy people can use silver ingots.

Even if this gold was used to buy something, it would probably be hard to find silver, and the shopkeeper was also worried that he might have received a fake.

This man is so good that he actually has such a big gold ingot hidden on his body.

He clicked his tongue in his heart. He had noticed before that the jade pendant the man carried with him suddenly disappeared. The sudden appearance of gold and silver must have meant that a lot of things had happened to Ji Yinghuai.

When I was injured before, I was recuperating at his home, but now I have recovered and have no plans to leave.

He frowned and wondered, so was Ji Er hiding from someone? An enemy? Or was it like in the novels, that his family arranged a marriage for him... and he ran away from it?

Ah...Pooh!

Jiang Shian was amused by his own idea. Ji Yinghuai is a grown man, not a little woman, why would he run away from the marriage?

He was too lazy to think about it, since he hadn't seen any trouble coming. Ji Yinghuai could help a lot when the family was short of manpower.

He just pretended he didn't know.

Throwing the clothes into the basin, Jiang Shian rolled up his sleeves and sat back on the wooden stool.

Although there were no shorts in ancient times, people did have underwear that was worn close to the body, so it was impossible for him to help wash them.

He pinched it with two fingers and put it in a wooden basin beside to soak. Jiang Shian rinsed his hands with clean water. He decided to wait for Ji Er to come back in the evening and wash it himself.

What's wrong with him washing clothes among these good brothers? But they forgot one thing, he is a little brother.

He should have avoided suspicion, but now he was washing clothes for others. If he wanted to let others know, he had to tell them that this was the wife that Ji Yinghuai had already chosen.

After quickly washing and drying the clothes, Jiang Shian packed up his backpack and hoe and prepared to go up the mountain.

Since I have nothing to do at home, I can go up the mountain to find some herbs and wild vegetables.

I have a leisurely day today, but I have to go to the shop to work again tomorrow.

He was already familiar with the way up the mountain, and he followed the path into the valley.

This hill is relatively small, and almost all of its outer edges show signs of being trampled on.

Jiang Shian kept walking deeper.

The herbs we found along the way were all common ones. They were accepted by drug stores, but the prices were relatively cheap, only a few cents per pound after being dried.

In addition to looking for medicinal herbs, Jiang Shian also found a lot of Chinese toon, all of which were tender and had just sprouted not long ago, and smelled particularly fragrant.

I'll go home and make some fried eggs with Chinese toon in the evening.

In addition to Chinese toon, he also found many thorny dragon buds, which look very similar to Chinese toon, but are larger than Chinese toon. The difference is that the thorny dragon buds have many sharp thorns on their leaves and roots, which can cause bleeding if you are not careful.

The thorn dragon bud can also be fried, or made into soup, wrapped in batter, and fried directly, which tastes delicious. Medical books also say that it can promote blood circulation and relieve pain, and treat stomach pain, bruises, etc.

When his backpack was almost full and the sun had set, he put the herbs at the bottom and various wild vegetables and fruits on top, tied them up with a rope, and planned to carry the load back.

Suddenly, I heard a "wooo wooo" sound coming from the grass in the distance.

Jiang Shian stopped and listened carefully again. He was sure he heard it right. It sounded like the cry of a puppy.

The shouting sound was not far away, so he put the backpack against a tree and walked towards the sound.

When I pulled aside the grass, I saw a small gray furry animal lying on the ground. There was blood on its legs, and it looked like it had been bitten by some other wild animal.

The little thing didn't hide when it saw him, but continued to whine, its two pointy ears drooping and its pair of round eyes looking at him, looking somewhat pitiful.

Jiang Shian was touched by its cuteness and reached out to touch its head. It looked like a little puppy.

The smell of blood from the injury might attract other wild animals, and such a small creature would probably not survive the night if it stayed in the mountains.

"Be good, be good. Don't be afraid. I will take you down the mountain." Jiang Shian picked up the dog.

The puppy seemed a little reluctant. It kicked its legs, whined, and bit his sleeve with its mouth.

Jiang Shian reached out and patted its head, saying as he walked away, "Behave yourself. If you spit on me, I won't take you down."

After being patted, the puppy finally became obedient, nestling in his arms without moving, with its claws grabbing his sleeves, revealing its sharp nails.

Jiang Shian casually rummaged through the backpack and found a hemostatic herb. He picked up a stone and crushed it on the stone slab, then applied it to the puppy's leg.

I didn't have any bandages with me, so I could only apply some temporary cloth to stop the bleeding and then bandage it again when I got home.

Holding the dog in his arms, he put the backpack back on and walked down the mountain carrying the dog.

The blood from the wound stopped after a while. The puppy probably knew that he meant no harm, so it slowly stopped howling and lay obediently in Jiang Shian's arms, sniffing his scent with its round nose raised.

Jiang Shian thought it was cute as it humped and sniffed. He reached out and gently stroked the soft fur on the puppy's back.

If no one owns this, just raise it yourself. It can look after the house and have a companion when you go up the mountain in the future.

When he got home, he put the backpack on the ground, then went back to his room to find a piece of cloth and carefully wrapped it around the puppy's injured leg.

While it was still early, he picked out the herbs. The puppy, who had been a little wary of him just now, now limped behind him.

Jiang Shian found it hilarious and simply picked it up and placed it next to his stool.

All the herbs in the basket need to be dried before they can be sold. Some of the roots can also be used for medicinal purposes, so they are washed and placed in a winnowing basket.

After the sun had completely set, the wind started to blow again.

After finishing everything, he carried the dustpan back to the house. What if the wind tonight was as strong as last night? Not only would he have been out in the sun, but he would have also gone up the mountain in vain.

There was not much firewood left in the kitchen, so he went back to the woodshed and got some. These were the ones that Ji Yinghuai had chopped two days ago.

There were some steamed buns left from the morning, so he took one and put it on the ground for the puppy to eat. The puppy sniffed it and then opened its mouth and ate it, shaking its head.

But Jiang Shian always felt that the puppy's barking was a little strange. Don't all dogs bark? This puppy could only whimper and his voice was childish.

It’s not even as tall as his calf. Maybe it’s too small and can’t make a sound, he thought to himself.

You can't call him "puppy" from now on, so Jiang Shian thought about it and decided to just call him "puppy".

"Puppy, puppy!" He called out twice in a low voice. The puppy seemed to not understand as he lowered his head and ate his steamed bun without raising his head.

I have been eating rice porridge for such a long time but have never made steamed buns. It happened that I brought back a small piece of lean meat last night, and I haven’t finished eating the leeks that Fugui’s mother gave me two days ago, so I simply made some minced meat and leek dumplings.

He had almost finished kneading the dough and was about to start wrapping it when he heard the sound of the courtyard door opening.

Jiang Shian glanced towards the gate of the courtyard and saw that it was Ji Yinghuai who had returned.

The puppy lying on the ground howled twice again. Jiang Shian bent down and patted the puppy's head. "This is one of ours. Don't bite him next time."

The puppy rubbed his hand, and when it understood, it lowered its head and continued to gnaw on the steamed bun with its paws.

Jiang Shian fetched a glass of water from a clean bucket nearby, brought it out, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Can you handle it all by yourself today?"

As he said this, he handed the cup over. Ji Yinghuai took the water and took out the purse from his pocket with one hand.

After finishing the water, he answered, "It's fine, but today I met a few merchants who were selling goods. They saw the toothpaste and toothbrushes and heard that they were selling well. They were interested in buying some from us and selling them somewhere else."