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

Looking at the sun in the sky, it is probably almost two o'clock, which is around the hour of Wei.

There was little to do at home, so Jiang Shian turned over the herbs that had been drying in the morning, and then used a small hoe to weed the weeds growing in the vegetable garden.

He had bought a lot of tofu from grandma before, and he pickled it all into fermented tofu, filling three full jars.

It would be much more convenient to transport things tomorrow with a horse-drawn carriage, so he planned to take it to town and set up a small stall on the street to see if he could sell some.

As for food, a few pieces will be picked out for customers to taste. How can you know if your food is good or not if you haven't tried it yourself?

This is easy. Just bring two bowls and put a few pieces in them. You can try them before buying.

As for chopsticks, it is a bit inconvenient. It is impossible for each person to take a pair, but it would be a bit uncomfortable for everyone to use the same pair.

He had noticed this the last time he went to the grocery store, and there were no bamboo sticks for sale there.

There is not much bamboo left from making a fence at home last time. I will wait for Ji Yinghuai to come back in the evening and cut it into small bamboo strips. I will apply some on it and taste it. It will be fine as long as it doesn't scratch your mouth.

After more than half a month, the chickens and ducks had grown a little bigger than before, so Jiang Shian rolled up his sleeves and tidied up the chicken coop. He replaced the hay in the chicken coop, cleaned the wooden basin for water, and filled it with clean water.

Apart from adding some things to his own room, the main room or Ji Yinghuai's room still looked empty. Once he saved some money, he would have to add some commonly used items.

After cleaning, Jiang Shian closed the door and went to the study.

He hasn't read much of the books he bought these days, so he's taking advantage of today's free time to see if there's any knowledge he can use.

The books he bought were quite diverse, and many of them were recommended to him by the shopkeeper. One of the more comprehensive books had food for lectures, woodworking, and some simple mixing of scented powders and ointments.

The room was quiet, with only the occasional sound of turning pages.

Jiang Shian really loves reading. Apart from some common items, the most common thing he buys wherever he lives is books, ranging from miscellaneous novels to various knowledge books. He would read them when he has nothing to do.

He didn't expect to be transported to ancient times. Fortunately, he had read a lot of books and knew a little bit about everything, otherwise it would have been difficult for him to survive.

Not knowing whether Ji Yinghuai would come back for dinner in the evening, he watched the sun set, put away the books, paper and pen on the table, and planned to go to the kitchen to cook dinner.

His memory was already good in modern times, but this body was obviously better, almost to the point of being able to remember everything he saw.

There are many things that I can still remember when I think about them again after reading them once and closing the book. Perhaps the only drawback is that he did not go to school when he was young, so there is nothing he can do if he wants to take advantage of others by cutting corners.

He did not study Chinese in college, so he knew simple traditional characters and could guess most of the connections between the beginning and the end. But for the more complicated ones, he was half illiterate. He could only copy down many of the ones he did not recognize on paper and wait for Ji Yinghuai to come back and teach him in the evening.

The meat is finished, but there are still a lot of vegetables. I have to eat them up in the next two days, otherwise they will become wilted.

Huang Fugui brought over a large handful of leeks. Jiang Shian took a look at them and decided to keep things simple by making some dumplings stuffed with leeks and eggs.

The sauerkraut in the jar was almost finished, so the sour soup in the jar was just right for making dumplings.

You can buy some radishes and peppers to soak the leftover sour soup.

He hadn't made much money yet, and he was afraid of going broke if he used fine flour every time, so he added some of both kinds of flour. The coarse flour was not bad but a little hard, so he beat two eggs into the flour.

After the dough is kneaded, cover it with a piece of white cloth to let it rise.

He picked the leeks and washed them by the well. Now the leeks he planted have sprouts, so he thought he would be able to eat a crop next month.

Chop the chives, fry the eggs first and then mix them with the chives and make dumplings.

He had just started the stove when the sound of horse hooves was heard outside.

Jiang Shian glanced outside and saw the man coming back with the carriage a moment later.

Seeing the huge carriage, he put down the wood in his hand and walked out quickly.

Walking around the carriage again and again, Jiang Shian couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

Ji Yinghuai saw his reaction and stood by and watched with a smile.

Black Wind seemed to have recognized him and couldn't help but want to rub his head against him. Jiang Shian patted his head, looked at the carriage, and said in a very half-hearted tone: "Black Wind is really capable."

The black horse really kicked its hooves and breathed heavily through its nostrils.

Ji Yinghuai reached out and stroked its neck, saying, "Would you like to go in and sit down for a while?"

"Yeah." Jiang Shian nodded impatiently.

Of course he wanted it, this was his own carriage. It looked twice as big as the small carriage Zhang Ping had brought him back last time.

And this is not a square carriage, it is triangular on top, a bit like a roof. I don't know if all the carriages I bought are like this, or if Ji Yinghuai made it alone, with a white curtain hanging down in front.

The carriage was not very high, and Jiang Shian could climb up by himself, so he ignored Ji Yinghuai's hand stretched out in front of him and quickly got into the carriage.

Ji Yinghuai looked at his back and took his hand back awkwardly. Yes, his little brother is different from other brothers. If he is not weak, he has a strong and powerful spirit.

The box containing the town's copper coins was placed in the carriage. Jiang Shi'an looked left and right inside, touched this and looked at that, very curious.

It’s really big, you can sleep in it without any problem.

Thinking of this, he simply lay down.

Seeing no response from the carriage for a long time, Ji Yinghuai lifted the curtain and looked inside. When he saw the young man lying in a big letter shape, rolling around, he couldn't stop smiling.

Worried that laughing out loud would disturb the boy's...joyful movements, he quickly suppressed his smile.

I didn't expect that the boy could be so cute and childish. He didn't look like a 16 or 17-year-old boy on weekdays. Only at this time did he show some innocence and childishness.

Cute, very cute. If it weren't for their current relationship, if they were a little closer, he might have gotten into the carriage and held Jiang Shian's face and touched it a few times.

This slightly frivolous thought in his mind made his earlobes red, and then he cursed him as a lecher in his heart.

After watching the boy mumbling and rolling around for a while, he smiled and joked, "Shi An, do you want to try sleeping in the carriage tonight?"

Jiang Shian paused in his rolling, with a look of embarrassment on his face. He was too happy and forgot that the man was waiting outside. Now he was seen by the other party in this childish look?

Jiang Shian's cheeks flushed slightly. He sat up straight and picked up the wooden box beside him. He didn't look at Ji Yinghuai, but said, "Who would sleep in a carriage for nothing? I've seen it, it's really well made. Then you can unload the carriage. Heifeng is tired all day. Oh, by the way, when I went to Carpenter Yang's house today, I picked a lot of wild fruits on the way. I'll let you taste them later."

He kept muttering to himself, and the smile on Ji Yinghuai's face grew deeper and deeper.

It turns out that when you are shy, you will blush and mutter non-stop. This reaction is quite interesting.

The yard at home was big enough, so any corner could be cleared out to put the carriage, so Ji Yinghuai unloaded the carriage.

Jiang Shian put the wooden box back in his room, and suddenly remembered that the stove was still burning, so he quickly washed his hands and went back to the kitchen to take care of his own things.

When he was alone, he couldn't help but rub his face, which was still a little hot.

But then I thought again, this body is only sixteen years old now, well, it's still young, so his reaction is normal.