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

It rained all night last night. When I woke up in the morning, the yard was muddy and the air was filled with the damp smell of earth.

The sky was still covered with dark clouds and no sunlight could be seen.

Jiang Shian still went to the shop in town.

He borrowed a horse carriage from the village chief and drove to the town. Passers-by, both men and women, stood there in shock for a long time when they saw him driving a young man.

Boys have always been weak. Whose boy is this to be raised so strong? I'm afraid he won't be able to get married.

Jiang Shian didn't care at all about how people looked at him or what they said behind his back. He thought the man looked familiar and was from the same village. After greeting him and seeing that he didn't want to get in the carriage, he drove the carriage away.

The village chief's horse is very docile. When he tells it to walk faster, it will trot, and when he tells it to slow down, it will slow down.

After Ji Yinghuai comes back, they will go to the horse shop to pick out a batch.

Along the way, he even had the leisure to appreciate the mountain and forest scenery on both sides of the road.

He has to go back in the afternoon. The cabinets, tables and chairs he ordered from the Mu family yesterday will be delivered to his home today, and then he can redecorate the house.

Today's business was much slower than the previous two days. The number of people who came to the shop to buy toothbrushes could be counted on one hand. Although Jiang Shian knew that no business could be prosperous forever, he still felt a little impatient.

No one came, so Jiang Shian put a piece of paper on the counter and wrote and drew with a brush.

The painting is still clear enough to see what it expresses, but the writing is a bit like scribbles.

Ji Yinghuai was not around, so even if he had the plot in his mind and wrote it down, the shopkeeper would not be able to understand it. He had to write it down on paper and write it into a storybook when the man came back.

Thinking of Ji Yinghuai, he couldn't help but sigh again. He didn't know how the man was doing, whether everything was going well.

It was almost noon. The dark clouds that had been covering the sky had dispersed, and the golden sun shone everywhere. It was still a little hot and stuffy like yesterday.

The weather was hot and there were not many people walking on the streets.

It was almost time for dinner, so he tidied up the shop, closed the door, and walked towards the carpentry shop.

It was a coincidence that he arrived. As soon as he walked to the door of the shop, he saw several shop assistants carefully moving cabinets and other items onto the carriage.

Seeing that many of them looked like the ones he had ordered, he walked over to the waiter and asked, "Hey, where are these being sent to?"

The waiter turned around and saw that it was the customer who had ordered a lot of things from the shop yesterday. He immediately smiled and said, "It's for you, sir. We'll install it here first, and there's another round table chef who's still working on it. It'll only be ready in half an hour, and I'll deliver it to your door in a while."

Jiang Shian smiled and nodded. This speed was really fast.

"Are you ready to go back, young master? If there is no carriage, please wait for a while and come with us later." The carpenter who was busy in the shop was just going out, and when he saw him standing at the door, he made a suggestion.

Their shop can deliver any large items to people's homes. In the past, some people would come to them to order a cabinet and then take a ride home.

"No, thank you, boss. I drove here by myself and parked the carriage at the town gate. You guys go ahead and do your work here. I'll leave first." It was already noon and he hadn't even eaten yet.

The woodworking shop in the town would often deliver goods to several surrounding villages, so the shop was familiar with the place. As long as he told the shop assistants, they would know where it was.

After saying goodbye to a few people, Jiang Shian walked quickly towards the carriage. There were servants who fed the horses in the stable, and the horses had eaten and rested enough.

On the way back to the village, he met two village aunties carrying bamboo baskets, who seemed to have just bought something from the town. When the two aunties saw that he was driving the carriage, they looked at him with a strange look, not to mention sitting in it.

Since he didn't want to take the ride, Jiang Shian didn't force him. He shook the reins and the horse started to pull the carriage faster. It was so hot, why not take a ride?

The two lagging aunts looked at his back and curled their lips. How could he look like a boy from a respectable family? Seeing that he was handsome and had a big house in the village, they were originally a little tempted. If they married him, the house would also belong to their family, killing two birds with one stone.

But when he saw Jiang Shian's brutal action, he gave up the idea.

He drove the carriage directly to the village chief's house. He brought some cakes when he came to borrow the carriage in the morning. If he took copper coins now, he was afraid that the village chief would not dare to lend him the carriage next time.

Rejecting the village chief's warm invitation to stay for dinner, Jiang Shian walked out the door and headed home.

There were some leftovers from last night's meal, so I just heated them up and ate them.

After eating, he had to go to several rooms to clean up some things so that he could put the furniture that would be moved in later into the house.

Ji Yinghuai ordered a wardrobe and a table in the room where he lived, and he also ordered a bedside table and a brand new large wardrobe in his own bedroom.

There were no hangers at the moment, and the big wardrobe was just for folding clothes and quilts and putting them in. There were many rats in the countryside, and if you had too many things, they would make a few holes if you weren't careful. At least if you put them in the wardrobe, you could close the door, so rats couldn't get in.

In addition, an altar table, benches, round stools and a square table for placing things were added to the empty main room.

A round corner cabinet and a book box were added to the study.

Jiang Shian thought that there was nothing else to do after dinner every night, so he ordered two lounge chairs.

He drew the picture himself and asked the carpenter to make it according to the picture. After eating, he can lie in the yard and enjoy the cool breeze. Just thinking about it makes him happy.

Since the furniture would be delivered later, he didn't go to the mountain. He just picked up the clothes he had taken off in the past few days and washed them.

The weeds in the vegetable garden had grown again. After hanging the clothes on the peach tree, he took a hoe to clear the weeds.

Maybe because the land at home was fertile, Jiang Shian dug up a lot of earthworms when clearing the weeds, and threw them directly into the chicken coop.

The chickens and ducks immediately fluttered over to grab the food.

The sun was scorching at noon, and he was sweating all over after working for a while. The sweat slid down his cheeks into his collar. Jiang Shian pulled his collar to fan himself.

When he stood up, he suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went dark. He paused and could only slowly straighten up, then rubbed his temples and hid in the shade under the eaves.

I got a heat stroke. I still have to wait until the sun goes down before I can continue.

There was nothing else to do, so he washed his hands, went back to the study, took out a book he had not finished reading, moved a stool and sat under the eaves to read.

He had thought about making soap before, but after looking up some books, he discovered something fatal: both soap and perfumed soap require lard and salt.

He usually bought coarse salt for cooking, which was almost as expensive as meat. If he bought it specifically to make soap or perfumed soap, the cost would be too high. Not everyone could eat fine salt.

He thought of the hot pot he had been craving for. Hot pot is suitable for eating in winter. It is so hot now and everyone wants to eat something cool and refreshing. Who would eat a hot pot?

He was a little absent-minded when reading because he was thinking about something. Just as he turned a page and saw the content on it, his hand paused.

"Badger." There are two types: the wild boar and the dog. They are thick and fat, with short limbs and round ears. They have thick fat under their skin.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Shian slapped his forehead. How could he have forgotten this thing? This badger has a good thing in modern times. It can treat scalds and burns, and is used to relieve dry skin. It is most effective for cracked hands and feet.

This thing is fat and not tasty to eat, but its meat can be refined into oil, which is much better than lard.

They hibernate in November, and it is best to catch them in early March or autumn, because they are the fattest at that time. But now there is nothing else to replace them except pork, so I wonder if I can be lucky enough to catch two in the mountains. It doesn't cost a penny, and it can make good things.

His eyes lit up as he thought of a man in his family who knew how to hunt.

I don’t know when Ji Er will come back. Alas, he misses him a little.

I hadn’t read half of the book when I heard voices outside and the creaking of a carriage.

Thinking it was the delivery man, he put the book down and stood up to open the door.

When the door opened, he saw the guy who was about to knock on the door. It was the man he chatted with in town.

The other party was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the door to open suddenly. "Well...well, we are here to deliver something. Young Master, can you open the door and let us drive the carriage in?"

"Okay." Jiang Shian nodded and walked in, opened the bolt on the door, and then opened the two doors to let the carriage in.