To support exiled officials, start by worshipping the God of Wealth

Eat people with short mouths, and take people softly.

Jiusu couldn't refuse, so she said, "I will definitely be on time."

After this transformation, the yard has become lively. Pots of flowers are placed around the flowing spring, set against the morning glow and blown by the breeze.

Mrs. Lu asked, "Jiusu, why are the Qian family so kind to us? Is this your yard?"

"It's hard to explain right away, but don't tell anyone else." Jiusu put away the recliner and took out a new dress. "Come with me tonight."

Lu shook her head, "No, I won't go."

Going there would only bring shame to my daughter-in-law.

Jiusu didn't force her. She prepared a meal for Lu and went to Qian's house. Madam Qian, despite her weakness, also came to the table. She felt a little better. "Miss Jiu, it's all thanks to you."

"Ma'am, you're welcome."

Jiusu raised his glass slightly to show his respect.

Oh, this is so embarrassing. I didn’t like socializing in modern times. I was invited to dinner before I even got to know the Qian family well enough.

Mr. Qian stood up and said, "Miss Jiu, without saying anything else, thank you, thank you, I will drink this glass of wine first as a token of my respect."

Jiusu stood up and drank all the tea.

"..."

Half an hour later, Jiusu said goodbye. Mr. Qian ordered his son to see him off. Qian Junjie followed behind him, laughing from time to time. Jiusu thought he was sick.

Qian Junjie noticed a figure in front of him.

He walked up quickly and sneered, "Hey, Jiang Jing? What are you doing here? Looking for Jiusu? Oh, we just finished dinner at home and just came back. You must have been waiting for a long time, right?"

Jiang Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked solemnly at the woman walking behind him.

Jiusu was surprised and asked, "Jiang Jing, are you here to see me?"

"Well, sorry to bother you." Jiang Jing lowered his eyes, walked around the two of them, and disappeared into the darkness with quick steps.

Jiusu was puzzled: "Who offended him?"

Qian Junjie stretched himself and said nonchalantly, "What's wrong with offending him? There's no need to be polite to a fugitive. I think he just likes you, so he keeps harassing you... Hey, I haven't finished talking yet, why are you leaving?"

He caught up.

But I was turned away.

Qian Junjie kicked the door in anger, "How dare you do this to me."

Bang! Jiusu opened the door abruptly, looked at Qian Junjie coldly, and said, "I don't need to be polite to a rude and contemptuous jerk!"

It's really hopeless.

Still the same as before.

She locked the door, ignored Qian Junjie's protests, and turned to look for Lu.

When Mrs. Lu heard the voice, she showed joy on her face, "Jiusu, you're back? Someone knocked on the door just now, but I didn't open it. I was afraid it was your sister-in-law and her family. By the way, the dishes have been cleaned."

That person should be Jiang Jing.

It rained at night and Jiusu was awakened by a thunder. Thinking of the okra drying in the yard, she hurried out and saw that Lu had covered it.

She breathed a sigh of relief, helped her mother-in-law under the eaves and asked.

"How did you know there was something here?"

"Feeling." Lu smiled, "I'm used to being blind, so I see everything."

Jiusu hasn't been to Fangxinglou for several days. He got his salary and disappeared. This is not a good thing.

She brought two buckets of vinegar and soy sauce. Seeing someone guarding the front door, she was afraid it was Shopkeeper Qi's men, so she went around to the back door and slipped in. "Shopkeeper Fang, please take a look. By the way, be careful of Shopkeeper Qi these days."

"Agui has completely mastered the situation. Miss Jiu, stay away from Shopkeeper Qi. He will do anything when he gets mad."

Shopkeeper Fang handed over the silver and shook his head helplessly.

Fangxinglou and Zhenxinglou are rivals. Their ancestors' businesses were very prosperous, but in their generation, Zhenxinglou's business declined a little. Manager Qi did not study the dishes carefully and was always thinking about how to harm him.

Looking at the half tael of silver in his hand, he sighed slightly.

After working for a long time, I only earned this little bit. When will the system task be completed? It seems that I need to recruit more people and start mass production.

Jiusu asked: "Has he been crazy before?"

Shopkeeper Fang nodded, leaned back in his chair, and said, "Crazy, of course he is crazy. He even sent people to poison the diners in my restaurant. However, there was insufficient evidence, so the government had no choice but to let him go. It's been five years since the incident, I hope he has improved a little."

Jiusu said lightly.

“I’m afraid he hasn’t made any progress. He used my family to sign the contract and threatened me to give him the food. The county magistrate was also in cahoots with him.

I gave him the detailed cooking process, but without the special seasoning, it still can't taste that way, Shopkeeper Fang doesn't have to worry."

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Fang smiled and said, "Of course I'm not worried. What Miss Jiu offers is a hundred times better. I've found the shop you want. It's at the very front of the street ahead. But the family there is a little weird. They don't lack money, but they have three questions. If anyone can solve them, they are the destined person."

"Then I'm going to give it a try." Jiusu thanked him and left.

In the alley.

Before Jiusu noticed, she was pulled behind the firewood pile by someone. She turned around and saw Jiang Jing gesturing to keep quiet. She looked forward quietly and saw several strong men looking for something.

She breathed a sigh of relief when they left.

"thank you."

"You're welcome." Jiang Jing carried the firewood on his back, delivered the firewood, collected the copper coins, turned around, and saw that the woman was still there. Was she afraid? He walked up to her, hesitated for a few seconds, and said, "I'll take you back."

Jiusu was indeed afraid and followed him closely.

"Why did you leave that night? Did you have something to ask me?"

"Qian Junjie is here, I'm afraid I can't help killing him." Jiang Jing's eyes flashed with a hint of anger, but he was afraid of scaring her, so he took a deep breath, and the coldness faded a little, "It's nothing, I wanted to invite you to dinner at home."

Jiusu suddenly realized that he had talked about this the day before.

"that…"

Jiang Jing chuckled, "It's okay. After all, the food in my house can't compare to the Qian Mansion."

Jiusu was slightly stunned, looking at his back, and raised her eyebrows. What did you say? Why is it so weird? She chased after him for a few steps, grabbed the man's sleeve, and said with a smile: "Are you angry? My fault. I wonder if I can go to your house for dinner tonight? Will Jiang Friend give me this face?"

She tilted her head back, blinked her big, bright eyes, put her hands under her chin, and shook her fists.

It seems to be saying, please, please.

Jiang Jing quickly looked away, his ears slightly red. He had never seen such a scene before. He nodded and said, "Okay, as long as you don't mind, you are welcome anytime."

Send the child home safely.

He continued to carry firewood and deliver the goods.

As the night deepened, Qian Junjie became more and more angry as he thought about what happened yesterday. What did he mean by "a bastard"? Why should he respect a fugitive? He walked to the gate of the courtyard, but found that it was locked. It was obvious that he had left.

"Where are you going so late?"

"At noon, I saw Miss Jiu and..." The butler understood the young master's thoughts, and he walked up and whispered a few words in Qian Junjie's ear.

Qian Junjie sneered: "Jiang Jing? He really is not giving up. I'll go to his house and see what kind of treats a fugitive has in his home to entertain Jiusu."

At this time, a half-burnt candle was lit in the Jiang family's cottage.

This home is so warm and cozy.

Jiang's father had tuberculosis and didn't want to disturb them, so he lay in the next room, leaning against the wall, listening to their laughter. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and tears welled up in his eyes from time to time.

He murmured, "It's so lively."