Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 48 Making money is reincarnation
The incident happened suddenly, everyone was dumbfounded, and the restaurant fell into silence for a while.

"Ha." A chuckle came from somewhere, and people seemed to have just woken up from a dream.

The waiter slapped his thigh and ran forward, shouting in a hissing voice: "Young Master Qi! Are you okay, Mr. Qi?"

People had no intention of looking at Mu Zening, who was lying motionless on the ground, and dispersed outside the restaurant with a coax.

Uncle Zhao took Jiang Fuyuan and the two Zaizai and left the restaurant while being mixed in the crowd. He didn't stop until he ran far away, patted his chest and said with lingering fear: "Daughter-in-law Xuesheng, you are too courageous. Big... Did you know that the chess master is behind the Jiudian Mu family..."

Jiang Fuyuan nodded, then shook his head.

Uncle Zhao: ...Do you know or don’t you know?

Then he thought that Hongze Township was thousands of miles away from Jingzhou. It was normal that she didn't know. Uncle Zhao sighed.

"Forget it, Jingzhou is so big, we may not encounter Master Chess again in the future. Let's be careful and avoid him."

Seeing that the sun was still early, Uncle Zhao pointed Jiang Fuyuan to several honest and authentic shops, bought charcoal fires, food, toiletries and other daily necessities, and showed her the way before saying goodbye at the entrance of the alley.

After confirming that Jiang Fuyuan had gone home with his cubs, Uncle Zhao took a few turns back to the street where the Ke family was located. This time his destination was not the Ke family, but the General's Mansion, which was separated by a wall from the Ke family.

Zhong Lianfeng folded his hands on his chest, stood tall and tall, and listened to Uncle Zhao's report with lowered eyes.

When he heard about Jiang Fuyuan's feat in the restaurant, the corner of his lips curled up slightly and he let out a chuckle.

Uncle Zhao: ...Why does it sound so familiar?

Uncle Zhao followed Zhong Liefeng's previous instructions and gave an extremely detailed report. He even didn't miss the details such as Jiang Fuyuan wiping the sweat of the two Zaizai several times. When he finished talking about it piece by piece, he just felt Dry mouth.

Zhong Lianfeng didn't know whether he was fascinated by what he heard or whether he was wandering in his soul. He didn't move for a while.

Uncle Zhao tentatively called out: "General?"

Zhong Lianfeng blinked and said slowly: "Thank you, Uncle Zhao, I have a mission and I can't protect them all the time. I'll have to worry about you in the future."

Uncle Zhao quickly raised his hands and said, "Don't worry, General, I will do my best to protect my wife and young masters."

"Well..." When Uncle Zhao bowed to leave, Zhong Liefeng suddenly opened his lips and said, "Let the kitchen make some sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus root."

Uncle Zhao was stunned, and the image of Jiang Fuluan cramming honey-juiced lotus roots appeared in front of his eyes.

As soon as the keyword was reminded, he remembered why that chuckle sounded so familiar.

General, you are following us secretly today, right?
I want to see why my daughter-in-law and sons don't just watch openly, but also do voyeurism. Tsk, how boring!

After thinking about it, Zhao Bot took a deep look at General Zhong: "Don't worry, General, I will definitely take your care with you!"

Zhong Lianfeng:......

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Ke Zhai
After putting the two cubs to sleep, Jiang Fuyuan took out a small notebook and started writing and drawing.

Black bamboo charcoal, three liang per catty.

Pork, 320 yuan per pound.

Silk and linen, 12 taels per piece.

……

Listing them down one by one, the final number made her gasp.

What a rich widow, she was really happy too early. How could prices in Jingzhou be so outrageous? It was more than ten times more expensive than in Hongze Township!
I originally thought that 50 taels of silver per month would be enough to eat and drink well and have plenty of money. But now I calculated that 50 taels of silver was only enough to feed and clothe the three of them.

Keren doesn't just need food and clothing. She also wants her eldest child to find a good teacher to go to school in Jingzhou. She also wants to buy all kinds of exquisite little clothes for her second child. The one she is interested in today is a set of floral silver thread. The little jacket is very beautiful, and the second baby looks so cute wearing it, but that little jacket costs a full 42 taels of silver!
Throwing away the small book, Jiang Fuyuan collapsed on the bed weakly, eyes wide open with no focus, startling Xiaopang, who tried to meet the female ghost but failed and floated back.

"Master, why haven't you slept yet?" "Alas..." Jiang Fuyuan sighed deeply and said the familiar line, "I am so poor that I can't sleep..."

She had spent nearly a quarter of the money she had saved just for today's daily necessities. How could she not be worried?

Little Fatty also imitated her and floated in the air with his arms and legs wide open, as if he was hopeless.

"It's so hard to be a human being. It would be great if people could use paper money..."

He could not forget the pleasure of shopping in the ghost market. It was so happy to have money...

Ghost market?Xiaopang suddenly had an idea: "Master, does that weasel still owe us money?"

After Xiaopang reminded her, Jiang Fuyuan remembered that she was leaving in a hurry and was later stumbled by Ke Xuesheng's funeral. She had not yet asked Huang Shushun for wages.

I almost lost 1000 taels!

She jumped up from the bed, grabbed a pen and paper and started writing a letter asking for wages.

The instant message talisman can only be used between ghosts and ghosts. To send messages to Huang Shuxun, who is a demon, you still have to go through human means.

After writing the salary request letter, Jiang Fuyuan counted on her fingers. It would take at least half a month to go back and forth from Jingzhou to Bozhou. In addition, the withdrawal of large amounts of money needs to go through the bank. After calculation, she wanted to get the 1000 taels. , a conservative estimate would be more than a month.

Moreover, 1000 taels seems quite a lot, but considering the prices in Jingzhou, it is not expensive at all.

[No, I still have to think of other ways to make money. 】

One person and one ghost spent half a night together, and finally worked out two plans.

One is doing the same thing - selling talismans and seals, and the other is doing a business without capital - reselling ghost items. They bought a lot of things in the ghost market before and packed them into their luggage before coming to Jingzhou.

Jiang Fuyuan dragged out a large wooden box. As soon as he opened it, a strong ghostly aura spread out. Burial objects such as dishes, cooking utensils, axes, axes, hooks and halberds from various dynasties lay quietly in the wooden box, which became even more gloomy under the candlelight.

After picking out some good products, she decided to take them out of the stall tomorrow to practice her skills. However, before that, she had to deal with the ghostly atmosphere attached to the products, otherwise it would be easy for others to buy them and take them home.

But how to get rid of the ghost spirit?Jiang Fuyuan thought for a moment, then dragged the big wooden box to the center of the courtyard.

Xiaopang watched her with curiosity as she fetched water and picked up a brush, and asked curiously: "Master, do you want to wash clothes? Why don't you get soapstone?"

Jiang Fuyuan: "Oh yes, Zaojiao, the little fat guy is so smart."

On weekdays, the little fairy would wash her clothes. She was so unfamiliar with this job that she forgot that there was even such a thing as soap locust.

After getting the soap locust, she rolled up her sleeves and poured all the picked ghosts into the basin with a splash under Xiaopang's surprised gaze.

Eliminate ghost energy in a true physical sense.

"...Is this possible?" Xiaopang was unsure. Even if he had no common sense, he knew that ghost energy could not be removed by just washing.

Jiang Fuyuan finished brushing the red rust on a small bronze tripod and replied: "Why not, here."

The brushed bronze cauldron was poured with clean water again, and the excess water stains were shaken off. Then it shone softly in the embrace of the moonlight.

!!!

Xiaopang was shocked: There is really no ghost spirit anymore!

As expected of his master, awesome!
The sound of rushing water continued. In the dark night, Zhong Lianfeng opened his eyes quickly. There was no trace of the sleepiness or confusion of just waking up in his eyes.

This is a habit developed on the battlefield. Only very light sleep and rapidly tense nerves can give hope of survival amidst the flying flesh and blood.

Like a pure black cheetah, he silently jumped onto the big tree next to the wall, melting his figure into the same black canopy, and his sharp eyes as sharp as blades were projected in the direction of the source of the sound.

Under the bright moonlight, there was only a petite figure working hard to wash.

(End of this chapter)