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

Jiang Shian unwrapped the oil paper that wrapped the whole chicken. Just as he unwrapped half of it, the aroma wafted out, as if the chicken had been marinated with marinade before being wrapped and roasted.

There was still a lot of oil at the bottom of the oil paper, and the skin of the chicken was golden and shiny. He tore off a chicken leg and juice burst out immediately.

Just as he was about to eat, he paused again when he saw the woman next to him. He put down the chicken leg, tore off a chicken wing and handed it to her, "Thank you for helping me with the fermented tofu just now. I can't finish a whole one. Can you try it, sister?"

There were many people at the stall just now, and he was a bit overwhelmed to collect copper coins and pack the fermented bean curd. But the other party saw him and stood up to help him pack for a while, until there were fewer people in front of his stall, and then he sat back and continued to sell handkerchiefs.

Qiao Ran was a little dazed. She had only done a small favor, and because the other party was her brother, she just helped.

The chicken wings in front of her were thick and meaty, and she could faintly smell the aroma of meat. She hadn't eaten meat for more than half a year, let alone such a large piece of chicken.

Seeing the smile on Jiang Shian's face, she hesitated and reached out to take it, "Thank you!"

Jiang Shian shook his head.

Looking around, there were few people on the street at this time. It was lunchtime so no one would come to buy anything. He said, "Could you please watch it for me for a while? I'll go back to the shop and come back soon."

Qiao Ran nodded. She was just worrying about what to give back after eating other people’s food. If the purses were not sold out, she would give one away.

Now that someone needed her help, she would naturally agree to do what was convenient for her.

A smile appeared on her face. "No problem. Don't call me sister or sister. Just call me by my name, Qiao Ran."

"Thank you for your help." Jiang Shian also introduced himself with a smile, "Jiang Shian."

Jiang Shian did not delay any longer, picked up the roast chicken and the unfinished chicken noodle soup and walked quickly to the shop.

"Why are you here?" Ji Yinghuai looked up and saw Jiang Shian coming in, and spoke in surprise.

Jiang Shian walked in and looked at the table in front of Ji Yinghuai. He saw the same chicken noodle soup as his.

He put the roast chicken on the table and said, "Of course I came to eat with you. You're willing to buy it for me, but you only eat a bowl of noodles. You won't be full with this amount!"

He didn't care whether Ji Yinghuai would dislike it or not. He reached out and tore off the other half of the chicken leg and handed it over, "Let's eat together."

Ji Yinghuai's eyes lit up, and he took a bite from Jiang Shian's hand. Under the boy's surprised eyes, he took over and said, "Well, it tastes good."

"Why are you looking at me? Shi An, eat too. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Jiang Shian: “…”

He opened his mouth, but seeing that there was no sign of abnormality on Ji Yinghuai's face, he wondered if he was being too fussy, so he had to hold his words back.

He lowered his head to chew on the chicken leg, but did not notice the triumphant smile that flashed across the man's face.

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The sun was very strong in the afternoon, and people who were exposed to the sun felt drowsy and dizzy.

Jiang Shian bought a paper umbrella and held a small bamboo fan in his hand, but he didn't use the fan to cool himself down, but to face the fermented tofu in the bowl in front of him.

The weather is getting warmer, and there are flying insects and mosquitoes circling from time to time. If they land on the tofu, it will be difficult to sell.

It was hot in the afternoon and many people were too lazy to go out or were busy with housework, so things were not selling well.

Most of Qiao Ran's purses next to her had been sold. Unlike Jiang Shi'an, who had an umbrella to use, she could only sit in the scorching sun and raise her hands from time to time to fan her cheeks.

Originally, the two of them could have shared an umbrella, but Jiang Shian felt that this body was indeed a boy's. However, his soul was still that of a modern man, so he felt a little awkward and did not speak.

One and a half of the three jars were sold. He just sat down and counted the money and made more than 300 coins. It was not a small amount, at least it covered the food expenses for the week.

The stall fee is paid for one day, and it is impossible to put the stall up for half a day and then close it down, wasting money. Therefore, even if it is hot, I have to grit my teeth and stand by the stall to sell to passers-by.

Ji Yinghuai had just come over to bring him water twice. After a while, the bamboo tube in front of him was empty again.

Jiang Shian looked down and couldn't help but miss modern ice cream and popsicles.

He didn't dare to think about it here. Ice was so precious in ancient times. Moreover, it was spring now and only some wealthy and powerful people could afford it.

He didn't sell much in the afternoon, so he closed his stall after the sun went down. After a while, Ji Yinghuai came over to help him move things, taking the unsold items back to the shop and setting up the stall again tomorrow.

As he was packing up, Qiao Ran handed him a purse. "Although it's not as expensive as the chicken, I embroidered it myself. I hope you don't mind."

In Qiao Ran's hand was a bamboo green purse with many bamboos embroidered on it.

It was just right for him. Jiang Shian didn't bother to be polite with her and accepted it with a smile.

"Thank you, Sister Ran. By the way, I have this bowl of leftover fermented bean curd. I think you would like it."

There were still two or three pieces in each of the three bowls that were originally put out for people to taste, and the bamboo strips were replaced by each person so that they would not be dirty.

Qiao Ran sat nearby all day and noticed that everyone would throw the bamboo strips on the ground after tasting them. Besides, it was good enough to have something to eat.

Seeing the other party nod, Jiang Shian put the things in a cardboard box, sealed the opening and tied it with a rope.

After Qiao Ran received it, he refused to take it for free and took out two copper coins and handed them to him.

Jiang Shian couldn't refuse and had to accept it. During this casual chat, he found out that Qiao Ran was also from Taohua Village, so it was a coincidence.

The two of them were chatting animatedly, one with a smile on his face and the other looking a little shy.

Ji Yinghuai, who was moving a table nearby, had a gloomy look on his face.

That was great, just leaving him alone. I was smiling like a flower while chatting, but I had never smiled at him like this before!

He felt sour in his heart.

He only used a little force to move the table, and he pretended that his hand slipped accidentally, and the table fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud.

Jiang Shian stopped talking and turned to look, "What's wrong? Be careful, Ji Er, don't be nervous."

Ji Yinghuai curled the corners of his mouth, looked at the obviously teasing smile of the boy opposite him, and sneered in his heart.

Okay, so you say he is weak.

"Now that we're done packing, let's go back to the shop. You still need to restock the goods. If we delay, it will be dark by the time we get back." Seeing that the two seemed to be about to start chatting again, he quickly interrupted them.

"Then Sister Ran, let's talk about this next time we meet. I'll be leaving first." Jiang Shian said to Qiao Ran.

Qiao Ran nodded. Although she knew that the boy in front of her was a young man, she couldn't help blushing and her heart beating fast when she looked at his face.

She looks so pretty, no wonder that cold man likes her.

She is not 11 or 12 years old and doesn't know anything. The jealous tricks of men are quite funny. She is so jealous just because of a few words. How strong is her possessiveness?

If this guy really gets together with that guy in the future, he will be strictly controlled.

Looking at the six or seven handkerchiefs left in front of her, she lowered her head and quietly packed up her stall.