It's hard to be a prodigal

Jiang Zong returned the rented bone-crushing knife, and still had 170 Wen left in his hand. He never thought that he was so rich in the past, but now he could be in this position today.

He bought half a chicken for Le Lian and stewed it for seventy renminbi, put it on the bedside and fed it into his mouth spoonful by spoonful.

Le Lian took two bites, looked up at Jiang Zong: "Brother, don't you want to eat?"

Jiang Zong blew on the hot soup and fed it to Le Lian's mouth: "I'm done eating, there's only half of it left in this pot without looking at it."

Le Lian turned his head silently: "I won't eat."

Jiang Zong was so anxious that he carried the bowl and followed him around: "Good baby, finish this bowl."

His wound was too deep, and there was no medicinal food for Le Lian in this place, at least some broth would be good to nourish his spirit.

Jiang Zong was so angry that he put the bowl on the bedside, and his voice changed when he sat on the bedside: "You can't do this..."

Le Lian barely propped himself up, supported Jiang Zong's cheeks to observe carefully, his skin didn't seem to be as fair and tender as a boiled egg, and the phoenix eyes were still slightly bruised and black.

"Brother, you don't look good like this." Le Lian pressed Jiang Zong's hand, which was about to take the bowl to wash, "Take a break, I haven't slept for a few days."

Le Lian's hand was still hot, holding it was not as cold as in the dream, Jiang Zong felt much more relieved, and patted the back of Le Lian's hand: "I'll come to sleep with you tonight, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. "

Before leaving, he still did not forget to tell him: "Be good and eat all the food."

Lelian was even more worried.

Jiang Zong squatted outside the yards of several families beside the oil ganache forest, eating dry food while squatting.

A little girl of seventeen or eighteen was walking towards the village with her head wrapped in colored silk, carrying a basket of oily leaves. Jiang Zong hurriedly chased after her, "Sister, I'm passing by, and I want to enter the house to beg for a drink."

The little girl looked at him suspiciously. His handsome appearance really made people hate him, but she refused to believe it easily.

Jiang Zong took out a few copper coins from his belt and handed them to the little girl. The girl smiled happily and led Jiang Zong into the house.

The family was kneading dough and lighting a fire. The old woman took the oleo leaves from the little girl's hands and washed them, then chopped them into vegetable powder and mixed them with a little meat. Parents and sister make dumplings.

This thing can only be eaten once a year, and it is considered a delicacy.

Jiang Zong took a sip of water, but refused to leave. He also washed his hands and did some work for them, talking and laughing with the little girl.

After so many years in the flowers, it would be too embarrassing for Young Master Jiang not to know what the little girl likes, and a few words made the girl hide her face and laugh.

The old man was still wary of this uninvited visitor, and asked Jiang Zong what he was doing.

Jiang Zong smiled: "I'm a merchant from Xiting, our boss asked me to come to this island to see what good sources there are."

The old woman smiled awkwardly, pinching the dumplings in embarrassment: "We are poor here, and there is nothing good except Yunhuangshi. A few years ago, many merchants came and poached most of them."

When the old man heard that Jiang Zong was a merchant from Xiting, his attitude became more polite, and he even stayed with Jiang Zong for a meal.

Jiang Zong asked while eating: "It looks like you know our boss?"

The old man rubbed the pimples on his hands, and also sat down at the table: "The boss whose surname is Jane?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jiang Zong smiled complacently, "It seems that our boss is quite famous."

The old man was even more respectful: "Boss Jian, a merchant from Xiting, has a big business. He also came to our small place to buy Yunhuangshi. He heard about it at that time."

"Hey, what kind of stuffing are these dumplings made of?" Jiang Zong lowered his head and picked up a few pieces of dumpling stuffing with his chopsticks, and picked out a green leaf, "What kind of food is this?"

The little girl replied casually: "Oil ganache, there is a large forest growing in front of our house, I usually pick it and sell it for money, and occasionally eat it by myself, but unfortunately I am tired of eating it."

Jiang Zong was pleasantly surprised and ate another one: "Well, it's delicious. Our boss just plans to open a few restaurants in Beihua, but he is worried that he can't find a signature dish. Why don't we just order this, oily and sweet stuffed dumplings."

"This forest belongs to your family?"

"No, five of us made it together." The old man's eyes lit up when he saw Fat Rou coming to the door.

"That's fine." Jiang Zong patted the table lightly, "Go and discuss the price. Our boss bought this piece of oleaginous oleracea forest. He probably will have to hire people from your village as workers. Go and discuss the price per mu."

The old man discussed with Jiang Zong patiently: "Little brother, you can make decisions for your boss, can this work?"

Jiang Zong wiped his mouth: "Okay, our boss will believe my vision. I heard that the leaves of this oil ganache grow slowly, and it can be picked for five months every year, including the dried ones, 20 taels per mu. What do you think? This is not the wages for hiring you to work, besides, it’s just a few leaves, your asking price is too expensive, we can only choose another one.”

Ordinarily speaking, 20 taels per mu is definitely a huge profit. These oil ganache forests can’t get a tael of silver from selling leaves and firewood every year. Dad hesitated and refused to agree, and he didn’t want to let go of the fat in his mouth. Discuss with the other four families, in fact, just want to see if they can tear another piece of meat from Jiang Zong.

After a while, several households gathered together and whispered together, like a group of buzzing flies.

Jiang Zong didn't seem to be impatient, and wanted to leave after waiting for a while: "Our boss is still waiting for me, and it won't be easy to sail late. Why don't you discuss it first, and I will accompany my boss to visit other villages first, and come back to ask questions later. you."

It's over if they leave. How dare they let Jiang Zong go easily. An impatient middle-aged man grabbed Jiang Zong and said with a smile, "Master, just wait a little longer."

Then hurried back to the pile of flies.

Several people negotiated the price, which was 25 taels per mu.

Jiang Zong frowned, turned his head and left: "The price of ten thousand mu of land will be increased by five taels? It's just broken leaves, will you do business?"

A few managers hurried out to stop Jiang Zong, and hurriedly laughed together: "21 taels, just 21 taels."

Jiang Zong thought about it for a while before he reluctantly agreed: "Okay, you guys have a receipt, I'll show it to my boss for review, the boss has his fingerprints, and I'll bring money to print your fingerprints with you, okay."

Several managers nodded.

Just as Jiang Zong was about to leave, his father came over and held Jiang Zong back: "Master, is this right? Don't let us all be happy for nothing."

Jiang Zong smiled: "That's easy to say, I left two copies of the deed to hand over You Ganlin, one for me and the other for you, if it doesn't work, you go to the government to sue me."

In the end, Jiang Zong's deed left his father's handprint, and the remaining four families could confirm the handover only after the money and goods were cleared.

Jiang Zong specially wrote the deed papers for handing over the You Ganlin and the price of You Gan separately, took the deed papers to the pier to find a boat, and agreed to leave for Chaohai tomorrow.

At least I can sleep well tonight.

He was so sleepy that he fell headfirst into the bed and didn't have time to say a few words to Lelian.

Le Lian came over, hugged Jiang Zong from behind, and kissed him gently on the side of the neck: "Brother, come back so late again, what are you up to?"

Feeling Le Lian entwining him from behind, Jiang Zong's waist and eyes were hardened from below.

"Don't make trouble..." Jiang Zong hummed in a daze, "Don't stretch your wound."

Le Lian kissed the corner of his lips, and whispered in his ear: "Do it with me..."

Jiang Zong pushed Le Lian's face aside impatiently: "I don't want to think about it today, brother is really tired."

Le Lian put his head on Jiang Zong's shoulder blades in frustration: "One time, please."

Jiang Zong barely opened half of his eyes, turned around and patted Le Lian's face: "Be obedient, I feel sorry for brother."

Le Lian obediently backed away a little bit, even smelling Jiang Zong's scent made him feel hardened, and when his body calmed down, he quietly touched Jiang Zong's hand and hooked him together.

Lelian's hands were hot.

He lifted up his clothes and looked at the wound covered by the medicinal cloth, which was constantly festering and inflamed.

Le Lian touched his hot forehead, wearily rubbed against Jiang Zong, hugged him tightly, and begged quietly: "Don't leave me."

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In the early morning of the second day, Le Lian opened his eyes, his eyelids were hot, his mind was drowsy, and he subconsciously touched the seat beside him, but only touched the cold mattress with one hand.

Le Lian woke up suddenly, and put a cold hand on his forehead, pressing him back into the bed.

"Brother Zong..." Le Lian struggled to see the shadow sitting in front of him clearly.

Yun Xing sat by the bed, bent down and washed a cloth towel and spread it on Le Lian's forehead: "Young Master Jiang went out to sea by boat early in the morning, before leaving, ask me to take care of you."

Lelian closed his eyes in disappointment.

"Don't worry, he will definitely not want you." Yun Xing unbuttoned Le Lian's skirt, removed the medical cloth soaked in pus and blood, and washed the wound with liquid.

Le Lian silently endured the burning pain from the medicine on the wound, and waited silently for the pain to pass.

Yun Xing concentrated on changing his medicine: "You can still bear the pain when he's not around."

Le Lian took a breath and asked him: "Why does Jiang Zong give you 200 taels within seven days? After returning to Jinzhou, sir just ask, no matter how much money Le Lian can get, I will give it to you, don't let Brother Zong So tired..."

"Did he tell you 200 taels?" Yun Xing said helplessly, "It seems that I am a bad person. It is a life-saving grass picked by a businessman here. It will wither after seven days. The asking price is 20 taels. I just A wandering doctor really can't afford that much money."

"Your injury is a penetrating injury. You have fought with someone before, and your internal and external injuries are all over your body. I can't save you with my medical skills alone."

"Go and hope that your good brother will come back to save you. If the time limit is up, if he doesn't come back, maybe last night will be the last time you see each other."

Le Lian stared at the wall in a daze, his lips were paler and sicker than last night, Jiang Zong didn't notice that the lights were off last night.

After changing the medicine, Yun Xing left calmly with the medicine box.

Parting from life and death, outsiders see it as just a few lines of tears, but only I can taste the heartbroken and heartbroken heartache inside.