After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 274 Rich People Are Strange

Why did he leave before he finished speaking?

"Fat!"

"Here comes the mud fat!"

He spoke aloud across the room, but his voice soon lost its hold.

There was a painful coughing sound in the room.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough..."

He slumped on the bed in pain, his five sense organs shrank together because of the pain from coughing.

He could only keep breathing heavily to keep himself from coughing, otherwise it would be too painful and he couldn't stand it.

After a long time, he slowly calmed down.

But his wife has long disappeared, and he feels powerless and angry, but there is nothing he can do.

Now he can only hope that he will get better soon, so that he can sue Jiang Zhao as soon as possible.

Thinking about it, he fell into a deep sleep.

After the madam returned to the room, she was served for a short nap. When the master was lying on the bed, she didn't need to pretend in front of him anymore. These few days were really happy.

As for Jiang Zhao, after waiting for several days, there was no news.

She said to Si Mubai: "That person won't just be beaten to death by us, right?"

Si Mubai shook his head: "No, people don't die so easily."

"Then why hasn't he sued us yet? It's really impossible for someone to stop us and beat us up secretly, but there's nothing like that. If it were me, I would definitely have someone beat him up."

That's why he wondered if the man was killed by them.

Si Mubai comforted her: "Okay, don't think about it, it's probably because her throat hasn't recovered yet, she can't speak, and the limbs that were beaten by us can't move, so she didn't move for the time being."

Jiang Zhao nodded, feeling that this statement was somewhat believable.

She was not afraid of that person complaining, nor was she afraid that he would stop her halfway.

But if he didn't move for so long, she would be a little worried about whether he was beaten to death by them.

But it's useless to say these things now, let's just wait and see when he will come to find me.

Jiang Zhao lay on his back bored, covering his face with a book.

In order to wait for that person to sue her for the past few days, she didn't sleep after coming to the Hanlin Academy in the morning, because she was afraid that when she fell asleep, people from the Kyoto Prefecture would come to take her away, and if she fell asleep in a daze If so, it is quite possible to say everything.

After finally staying in the Hanlin Academy for the rest of the day, Jiang Zhao and the others did not go home first.

Because today it is said that the milk should be boiled for Huaxie and the others to drink, but in this day and age, everyone thinks that milk is poisonous, so the milk is basically poured out after milking.

It is very difficult to buy milk.

Jiang Zhao and Simubai had no choice but to run to the villages on the outskirts of the city. The farmers must have raised cows in their homes, to see if they could spend some money to buy some milk from them.

In one family's house, they saw a cowshed with three cows tied up inside.

They hurried forward to knock on the door and ask.

"My lord, we want to buy some milk. Could you squeeze some milk and sell it to us?"

The farmer looked at the two of them suspiciously. They were dressed brightly. What did they want to buy milk for? It was no different from poison.

Seeing the farmer looking at him suspiciously, Jiang Zhao said.

"We buy milk to water the flowers. Yes, to water the flowers. This milk is especially good for watering the flowers. The flowers will grow big and colorful."

In order not to make the farmers suspect, Jiang Zhao could only make up a lie at will.

The farmer had some doubts, would watering the flowers with milk really make the flowers bloom better?

He didn't want to pursue it either, so he nodded and said.

"Okay, how much milk do you want?"

Even if they don't want it, the milk will have to be thrown away after milking.

"One bucket, one bucket is enough."

The farmer nodded, turned around and took the bucket to milk them.

"Uh, why don't you squeeze it out with a clean bucket, my flowers are a bit delicate, and I'm afraid I'll drown them to death with too dirty milk."

Jiang Zhao looked at the dirty wooden barrel in his hand, and conservatively estimated that it was probably a pig food barrel used to feed pigs.

The farmer looked down at his bucket, and felt that this big family had a lot of things to do, even a single flower.

It's not all milk, it's not the same bucket it's put in, anyway, the soil in the flower pot is just as dirty anyway.

Although I thought so in my heart, I still changed a bucket for them and said.

"This is the bucket of water in my house, and it is clean."

Jiang Zhao nodded: "Thank you, thank you."

The farmers took the bucket and went to milk their cows.

Although the milk is not drinkable, it has to be squeezed every once in a while, otherwise it will make the cow uncomfortable.

The farmer put the bucket under the cow and began to squeeze it skillfully.

But after a while, a bucket full was squeezed.

Around the barrel, some were splashed.

Looking at it, Jiang Zhao saw that there was still some soaked milk on it, and thought to herself, this should be the first time she drank milk since she traveled to this world.

The farmer came over with a bucket full of milk and said.

"Squeeze it, take it away."

Si Mubai took over the bucket containing the milk.

Jiang Zhao took out two coins from his pocket and handed them to the farmer.

"Here, here's the money we paid for the milk and this bucket."

Seeing them giving so much money all at once, the farmers quickly waved their hands.

"No...you don't need so much, five cents is enough."

Five cents is the money to buy a barrel, and the milk does not cost money, anyway, the milk is thrown away every time.

But Jiang Zhao still handed him the money in his hand: "Take it, you worked hard to milk our cows, and the cows also worked hard to produce milk, and the rest is for your hard work."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the money into his arms and left with Si Mubai.

The farmer looked at the backs of the two leaving, and felt that rich people were really strange.

Isn't it natural for cows to be milked? Why do you have to pay for hard work?

The rich man's world is really extravagant, beyond his imagination, but he is happy to get two pennies for nothing, and his food will be better this month.

Holding two pieces of money, I went back to my room happily, and planned to go to the market tomorrow to buy some meat to eat. I haven't seen the smell of meat since the Chinese New Year this year.

Jiang Zhao and the others drove home in a carriage with a bucket full of milk.

At home, Liu Ruoxiang, Chu Yao, and Hua Shame all came to Jiang Zhao's house early to wait.

When I came here yesterday, I forgot to go to the garden to look at my own flowers because I was chatting with them.

After I came here today, I remembered to look at my own flowers.

Looking at the pots one by one, she felt that some flowers were missing. She clearly brought dozens of pots over at the beginning, but now she feels that a few pots are missing.

Even the potted flower that I liked the most was gone.

Hua Sha hurriedly went to find Nanny Ding.

"Nurse Ding, why are some pots of my flowers missing?"

(End of this chapter)