The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

brick.

Tiles.

It took three oxcarts to pull it.

Jia Daoshi and Di Qinglin were seated in the carriage behind, while Murong Jiu was seated in the carriage behind.

A horse-drawn carriage is definitely more comfortable than an oxcart.

However, while enjoying herself, Murong Jiu's wallet was already running out of money.

Throughout the journey, Murong Xue kept muttering that she shouldn't have taken the horse-drawn carriage; she could have just made do in the oxcart.

But Jia Daoshi insisted on riding in a horse-drawn carriage.

The three oxcarts were already fully loaded, and it would be quite difficult for these oxen to fit another person in!

Moreover, it's not comfortable for people to sit in!

The carriage rumbled.

"My lord, shall we grind this bag of rice into flour after we get back?" Murong Jiu asked.

Di Qinglin chimed in, "Grinding this bag of rice into flour makes it easy to store. When you want to eat it, you can just take it out. It's very convenient."

"Baoermi" is the common name for corn on the cob during this period; very few people would simply call it "corn on the cob."

It was only after Jia Daoshi said that the two women started calling him that.

“No need to grind,” Jia Daoshi said casually.

“My lord, I can do this work. The millstone in the yard isn’t big; I can grind it by hand while sitting down.” Murong Jiu thought Jia Daoshi was worried about her foot injury.

“That’s not it. This bag of rice isn’t for grinding into flour,” Jia Daoshi said. “I have other uses for it.”

If you buy corn not to grind into flour, are you just going to boil it and eat it?

"I'll show you when I get home," Jia Daoshi said.

Di Qinglin and Murong Jiu looked at each other without saying a word.

Corn is not a very tasty crop, so what kind of flower can it be made into?

The two women first exchanged glances, then turned to look at Jia Daoshi, their eyes filled with incomprehension and doubt.

"Why are you two looking at me like that?" Jia Daoshi didn't think much of it at first, but after a while, he became a little uncomfortable being stared at by the two girls.

"My lord, I've discovered that this eminent monk from the Western Regions truly possesses boundless magical power!" Murong Jiu's voice was very gentle, but her tone was very firm. "My lord, the one you've encountered shouldn't be an eminent monk from the Western Regions, but rather a deity!"

Jia Daoshi has changed so much.

Having been married to Jia Daoshi for a year, they knew him all too well!

Their original plan was to turn Jia Daoshi into an idiot or a living dead, and then the sisters would stay in Jiajia Village for a while.

But Jia Daoshi's sudden change disrupted their plans, and later, they were even led by Jia Daoshi!

Looking at Jia Daoshi himself, he suddenly learned to do many things that he wouldn't have done before!

How could they not be suspicious?

“My opinion is the same as Ajiu’s.” Di Qinglin had been in close contact with Jia Daoshi these past few days, and she knew his body all too well. “Jia Daoshi, ever since that night you got drunk and slept in the mountains, the changes have been too great! Are you really the same Jia Daoshi as before?”

That's just Di Qinglin's temperament; he says whatever comes to mind without any hesitation.

In fact, Murong Jiu and Di Qinglin didn't care whether Jia Daoshi was the same Jia Daoshi as before. As long as Jia Daoshi really had seven moles on his buttocks and was indeed the chosen one of destiny mentioned by the High Priest of Qing Kingdom, that was enough!

Nothing is more important than restoring the nation!

Nothing is more important than revenge!

Meeting the two women's tense yet expectant gazes, Jia Daoshi slowly spoke.