Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Jiang Shangxian knew her nose was more sensitive than others, but after seeing her mother's behavior today, she was puzzled. Could it be that she was supposed to be a dog, but ended up being a human? Or was this original form a dog demon?

Isn’t this nose too sensitive?

The people from Dali Temple wolfed down their breakfast in no time. Even the guards who helped them with the purchase didn't seem to react to the smell. Jiang Shangxian decided to find out if everyone was good at pretending, or if she really had a dog nose and was born to be a police dog!

After the smell dissipated, Jiang Shangxian felt very immersed in the situation. He groped his way to the front. The smell in the cafeteria had dissipated a lot, at least it was not so strong that it made it hard to breathe. The two women that Wang Leisheng transferred from the mansion were about the same age as Jiang's mother. The three of them were washing dishes together by the well at the cafeteria door.

In just a short while, Jiang's mother had already started chatting with them, but most of the conversation was about trivial matters: "Oh, there are quite a lot of people in Wang Sizhi's house. With so many people, the daily expenses must be quite high!"

"Hey, our husband and wife were both born into wealthy merchant families, how could they be short of such a small amount of money?"

"Yes, everything my wife wears is valuable. Any single piece of it could cover the family's expenses for several days."

Jiang Shangxian really admires Jiang's mother for this. How extroverted must a person be to be able to get along with strangers so quickly?

"Oh, is this your eldest lady?" One of the women saw her and her face was full of expression that showed whether my guess was correct or not.

Jiang's mother quickly put down the bowl in her hand, wiped her hands with a cloth, walked over and looked him up and down before saying with relief, "You look much better."

Without waiting for Jiang Shangxian's reply, he quickly introduced them: "This is Miss Huang and Miss Xu. Oh, these are my daughters. They may be young, but they cook the most delicious dishes. Their cooking skills are even better than those of experienced chefs. When lunch is ready, you will know for yourself when you try them."

Jiang's mother is a good person in this regard. When she praises her child in public, she is not modest at all. Some parents, when others praise their children, will say: Oh, this child is so strong and will try to find a lot of shortcomings.

"Miss Jiang, my husband has already mentioned your cooking skills. Let's brazenly learn from him!"

"Hello, Madam Huang, Hello, Madam Xu." Jiang Shangxian gave them a typical well-behaved smile and greeted them. Then he said to Jiang's mother, "Mother, I'll go check on the vegetables I bought. We'll start preparing them soon."

"Okay, go ahead. I've checked them all. They're all fresh." She had checked before washing the dishes. The quantity was plenty. She felt that when she went home in the afternoon, she would definitely be able to bring some back for her family to have a meal.

The four guards were all busy at this time. They were all sitting on small stools in the corner, killing chickens with knives. Their faces were stern, as if they were facing a great enemy. Others would think they were doing something big. Jiang Shangxian leaned over to take a look, and found that their techniques were really unprofessional - the chicken claws had scratched their sleeves.

"Four of you, this is not how you kill a chicken."

Jiang Shangxian wondered what was wrong with Jiang's mother and the others. They killed the chicken so unprofessionally and they didn't even give him any instructions. He turned around and saw the three of them glancing over here from time to time as if they were watching a show. He then realized that they were deliberately watching the fun!

What's the difference between this and the old men and women at the gate of the residential complex gathering together to point fingers at the young people passing by?!

outrageous!

"Miss Jiang."

One of the guards made some space for her, and the four of them thought they had done a good job of killing. Look, they had killed everyone thoroughly.

I just used too much force when I cut the chicken, and the chicken head was directly cut off, and the chicken blood sprayed everywhere...

"Look, just like this, grab the chicken's head, wings and one chicken claw together." Although Jiang Shangxian looks timid at ordinary times, she is very brave when killing chickens, ducks and geese. Her movements are quick, accurate and ruthless. People who don't know her would think she used to do this in the vegetable market.

"Stretch out its legs so it won't scratch you when you kill it." Then she muttered to the chicken, "Oh chicken, don't be offended. You are a dish in the human world."

Then she raised her knife and cut an opening in the chicken's neck. The chicken was still struggling violently, but she held it firmly, and not a drop of blood splashed out. Soon, as the blood flowed, the chicken stopped struggling. "If I had a cloth bag to put the chicken in, it would be easier to kill."

This method is to pluck out a piece of hair from the chicken's neck and then drain the blood. Put all the chicken blood in a large bowl and add it to a dish tomorrow.

"Yes, Miss Jiang, I understand." The guard gestured seriously at the chicken that was still jumping around in the cage, and nodded to indicate that he understood.

Seeing this, Jiang Shangxian took the opportunity to speak: "Do you smell anything strange?"

She wrinkled her nose without any show: "I don't know why, but I always smell a strange smell."

The smell here was stronger than in the house, and with the addition of the stench of chicken and the smell of blood, the mixture was simply heavenly. For her, this smell, which she was already used to in Lexian Building, became a bit irritating at this time.

The four guards looked at each other in bewilderment at the way the chicken was being slaughtered as if it were vegetables. "Ms. Jiang, this chicken does have a bit of a smell. When the feathers are scalded later, the smell will be even stronger. If you're used to it, why not go in first?"

The way Miss Jiang kills the chicken is quite different from her usual image of a weak woman.

Jiang Shangxian refused to give up: "As soon as I entered the Dali Temple, I smelled a strange smell..."

"There's been a case at the Dali Temple these past two days, and when I passed by the coroner... ahem, there was a bit of a smell over there, but we shouldn't be able to smell it here."

Jiang Shangxian was certain it was his dog nose. Ugh, what good was this gift for? Why couldn't it be clairvoyance? Clairaudience would also work, and it could be used to listen to gossip.

"Miss Jiang, I do smell the scent you mentioned."

Among the three dishwashing people who had been watching the excitement here, Mrs. Huang spoke up: "You can still smell a little bit of the smell outside the yard, but it's gone once you enter the yard."

Madam Xu raised her hand and used her wrist to push back the few strands of hair that had drooped down her face. She then joked, "I used to think you had a dog's nose, but I didn't expect to meet someone with a nose sharper than yours today! Hahahahaha, I lose!"

Jiang Shangxian:......

That's right, if things continue like this, she can just put a collar on her and squat down to do her job.

But when did the sense of smell start to improve?

Jiang's mother was not happy about someone teasing her daughter like that. She dropped the half-washed bowl in her hands, stood up, and said to Jiang Shangxian, "Didn't you buy some snakehead fish? What are you going to do with it? Kill it quickly. There are already too many left. How long will it take if you don't do it now?"

What are you talking about? What do you call having a nose sharper than a dog? Humph! She decided not to help them wash the dishes!