Chapter 238 Consider buying me

Jiang Sheng turned his eyes and asked naturally: "What else?"

Jiang Yan sighed helplessly: "I haven't seen you for more than a month, don't you miss me?"

Jiang Sheng choked.

foul!

Shouldn't this sentence be a psychological activity? Why can Jiang Yan say it so carelessly?

Her eyes were a little round, and Jiang Yan couldn't help but laugh: "Even if you miss your friends, you don't?"

"You lied a little bit. As a temporary host, I will provide you with food, drinks, housing and fun."

Jiang Shenghao said angrily: "I'm not short of money."

Although most of them were given to my sister, I still have a few thousand taels.

"So rich."

Jiang Yan took half a step forward and lowered his head slightly: "Then I'm short of money, how about... consider buying me? For the sake of being an acquaintance, I'll give you a discount."

Jiang Sheng looked at him: "What can you do, wash, cook or clean?"

"No, but I can fold the quilt and make the bed."

Jiang Sheng choked.

Why does Jiang Yan feel like he took the wrong medicine when he visited Laiyi?

She raised her eyebrows and said, "I don't have a passionate lady and a tent, so I don't need someone to fold the quilt and make the bed."

"But -" she changed her voice and said with a smile, "if you answer a few questions for me, I will consider buying you."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Say."

Jiang Sheng asked casually: "What mountain cannot be climbed?"

"country?"

"Which road is the narrowest?"

"Narrow road?"

"When is the moon the fullest?"

"Around the 15th."

"May I have your name?"

"...Jiang Yan."

The two-word answer was somewhat beyond Jiang Sheng's expectations.

But she continued to speak without any pause, speaking very fast, with an almost imperceptible sense of coercion: "So what is the name of the smallest country in the world?"

Vatican.

Jiang Yan paused for a moment, as if he didn't understand: "What?"

Jiang Sheng said word by word: "Tell me where it is."

There are many neighboring countries near Daxiao. In terms of land area, Xijiang or Nanwu should be the smallest - but in fact there is no such thing as "the smallest country" here.

But Jiang Sheng lives in a world with...

Jiang Yan frowned: "I don't understand, I don't know what you are talking about."

Jiang Sheng looked at him steadily, but he looked completely puzzled.

Damn, boring

Jiang Sheng suddenly turned around and left.

Jiang Yan, who was lagging behind, moved his lips slightly.

I almost blurted it out.

Seeing that Jiang Sheng's back was getting smaller and smaller, he chased after her. However, perhaps because of his long legs and long steps, he quickly reached Jiang Sheng again.

He asked casually: "Are you sleepy?"

Jiang Sheng's interest waned: "I'm hungry, let's go find something to eat."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jiang Yan's indigo-colored clothes. She tilted her head and said, "Walking with Mr. Jiang, will someone throw rotten vegetable leaves or rotten eggs at me?"

Jiang Yan was speechless.

If the people in Linyi have the courage, there will be more rebels, and the court will not need to send people over, and the noble families will restrain themselves.

But if that's the case, then it's peace you risk your life for.

But he still pulled Jiang Sheng over: "If you go this way, I'm sure no one will throw anything at you."

The road Jiang Yan took was not the same one they took, and it was more secluded, with less candlelight and narrower.

I don't know where the sound of the clock suddenly came, one after another, accompanied by a long sentence: "Close the doors and windows - be careful of thieves -"

Haishi ends and enters Zichu.

There is a curfew in Linyi. The evening drum is sounded at three o'clock at the first watch, and the morning bell is rung at three o'clock at the fifth watch. Normally, it is already the curfew time, but there are no rules in this place, and people from several famous families are also

Stay outside often.

Jiang Yan smiled and said: "That's just right. If you go in a little further, you won't hear the alarm anymore."

Jiang Sheng tilted his head: "Huh?"

Jiang Yan said: "There is a restaurant at the end of here, which is open until very late every day. The operator is an old woman and her husband."

"It's said to be a restaurant, but it's actually their own residence. Because the location is a bit remote, no one in the family for several generations knows about this place, and it avoids high taxes - of course, the business is not very good."

“But it tastes pretty good.”

In fact, the location is not too remote, but the alleys here extend in all directions, making it really hard to find.

The two walked slowly for nearly a quarter of an hour, crossing a road where the direction could only be seen by the moonlight, and arrived at the brighter end.

Late at night, the two-story tile-roofed house was lit with warm candlelight and the door was open, but it looked even more deserted.

Not long after the big men who came for late-night snacks left, Mrs. Jiang was clearing away the dishes and wiping the table with a rag soaked in water.

When she heard someone walking in, Mrs. Jiang didn't look up, she just said with a friendly smile: "Sit wherever you want."

After wiping the table clean, she hung up the rag, wiped her hands on her apron, turned around and asked, "What are the points..."

When she saw Jiang Sheng, Aunt Jiang was stunned.

"you……"

Jiang Sheng didn't know why and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan smiled and said: "Ms. Jiang, let's have something to eat. Are you free now?"

Only then did Aunt Jiang realize that she had lost her composure, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes."

"Still cutting like the same old way?"

Jiang Yan said: "She has just traveled here by water for a few days, so she should stay calm."

Aunt Jiang kindly asked Jiang Sheng: "Can I have a bowl of sugar porridge? It's smooth, dense and not greasy."

"I'll serve you a few more side dishes and snacks. Can you like spicy food?"

Jiang Sheng blinked: "A little spicy is fine."

Aunt Jiang reported a series of dish names in succession, and after Jiang Sheng picked a few, she was ready to go to the kitchen.

Jiang Sheng asked again: "Is there any honey water?"

Aunt Su thought for a moment: "My old man seemed to have brought back half a piece a few days ago. I'll go ask him and make you a drink."

Jiang Sheng curled her lips: "Okay, thank you, ma'am."

"No thanks, no thanks."

Aunt Su smiled broadly, tied her apron tighter with her hands behind her back, and said: "Xiao Yu, take your wife to the cubicle first. The girl's house should not be downstairs, there will be a lot of fumes."

Jiang Yan smiled and said yes.

Then he led Jiang Sheng upstairs.

Jiang Sheng took two steps before he realized: "What did you just say?"

Jiang Yan innocently said: "Tell me to take you upstairs."

Seeing Jiang Yan's calm look, Jiang Sheng turned around suspiciously and continued going up the stairs.

Maybe I heard it wrong.

Aunt Su spoke in Wu Nong's soft language, which was nice to hear, but the words were stuck together, making it hard to hear clearly.

The two of them arrived at the cubicle together. The furnishings inside were simple, with the exception of half-old tables and stools and some miscellaneous items, but they were neatly tidied up. There was not a trace of dust on the scratched tables and stools, which suggested that the owner was a loving person.

Clean people.

There is no soundproofing here, and you can hear the sound of cooking from downstairs. But it is very small, not noisy, but adds a touch of fireworks to the quiet night.

Jiang Sheng asked: "Is Madam Jiang the only one here?"

"Husband and wife, Uncle Wu should be in the kitchen."

There was ready-made white tea on the table. Jiang Yan lifted the covered cup upright, poured two cups of water from the blue and white porcelain pot in the middle, and told Aunt Jiang about her situation.
Chapter completed!