I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 31 Funny Fragrance

Zhao Yuanshan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Looking at the heartless old wife next to him who seemed to be sleeping like a dead pig, he felt even more depressed and aggrieved.

Simply go out to the county seat in advance.

Unexpectedly, I met a carriage parked on the roadside.

"...Look, can you give me a ride?"

The driver swayed in his heart: "Give me two hundred coins."

He felt he was fair enough.

The girl who rented the car gave him a dime directly, which weighed a pound or two no matter what.

Zhao Yuanshan, however, seemed to have been stepped on and hurt his foot, and was furious: "Are you crazy? I'm just giving you a ride, and you want me to give you two hundred cents?"

How did this coachman have the nerve to speak? He had just asked everything clearly. It was obviously just a casual thing, but he actually wanted money... The world was declining, the world was really declining.

Zhao Yuanshan was so angry that he felt that everyone was against him.

“Would you rather sit still!”

The coachman secretly cursed at his bad luck, thinking that there was money to be made, but he didn't expect that he was just trying to make money for nothing.

"Who cares?" Zhao Yuanshan spat at the person's feet and left cursing.

After a while, until Jiang Anning could no longer see Zhao Yuanshan's figure in the darkness, she walked out from the side path.

The coachman had been freezing for half the night and was already irritable. He met an ignorant person out of nowhere and received a lot of scolding. He was so angry that he jumped on his feet and cursed into the air.

When Leng Buding saw Jiang Anning coming out, he shut up angrily.

"The little lady is here, are we going back to the city right now?"

The driver smiled politely.

Jiang Anning shook her head slightly: "I'm not going back. I came just to tell you."

She poured a handful of copper coins out of her purse and handed them to the coachman: "Thank you for waiting for such a long time. Please have a sip of hot tea."

The coachman was a little displeased at first, but when he saw the money he had received, he weighed it. It was two to three hundred yuan, and he suddenly started to smile.

"Look what you said, I took your money and waited, isn't that what I should do? Why don't I take the money again?"

As the coachman said this, his hands were already holding the money tightly.

Jiang Anning smiled: "Businesses cannot be done without mercy. I feel sorry for making you wait for so long in vain."

She made a nonsense statement: "My family is still waiting for me to go back together, so I won't say more to you. You should go back earlier. Maybe you can pick up someone on the way to the county town."

The coachman didn't hear what she meant and yelled: "It's the middle of the night, how can anyone be there?"

As he said this, he already took the reins with his hands and turned the carriage.

Jiang Anning sighed and ignored the coachman's misunderstanding. She walked back to the path, blended into the darkness, and watched the coachman go away coldly.

After the driver left, she turned around and went to another path.

This road is rarely used by people, but it can reach the county seat faster.

She also wanted to know where her physical limits were and why she suddenly became so energetic that she seemed to have endless energy.

Stepping on weeds and dead branches along the way, I walked forward according to the perception of memory.

Before the sky turned white, she saw the city gate from a distance.

Not long after we reached the city gate, a long queue formed behind us.

Some were carrying camel burdens, some were carrying bamboo baskets with quilts on their heads, and some were carrying firewood or baskets on their backs.

Most of them are people who live nearby and go to the city to sell breakfast and snacks in order to earn some money to support their families.

As soon as the city gate opened, Jiang Anning was the first to enter the city.

With a veil on her face, she walked around the crowded street and walked to the back of the boat.

The late wife had been waiting impatiently for a long time. She had been asked four or five times that night if she wanted more hot water.

She felt guilty, fearing that someone would have escaped through the window, so she didn't dare to sleep a wink all night long.

I finally managed to see the light of day, but this person has not come back yet.

She had already decided in her heart that she had been deceived, and was wondering how to explain herself to the people outside after noon, when she heard a soft sound coming from the window.

The wife's heart suddenly rose, and she walked over softly: "Are you back?"

"It's me! Open the window quickly..."

Jiang Anning had just climbed through the window and came in when a woman shouted from below: "What's the noise?"

Seeing the person coming back, Wan Niang's heart dropped. She opened the window generously and shouted to the person: "Bring some hot water!"

The woman always felt that she just saw someone turned up, but now he was gone.

Suddenly she heard the wife's voice and had to suppress the suspicion in her heart, and quickly arranged for the little maid to bring hot water.

It's rare to have an overnight guest, so we can't neglect it.

What if I felt comfortable yesterday and still come today?
It’s not impossible to stay here for a long time!
I remember that when her family's money-spinner didn't want to offend the money master for freedom, several long-term patrons had booked rooms in her place.

The woman thought of the glorious days in the past, and was no longer in a hurry to pursue the figure she just saw.

"How do you want to redeem me?" Wan Niang looked at Jiang Anning with dissatisfaction on her face.

This woman had already taken her money, but she didn't just take the money and run away, and she didn't even mention ransoming her body. It made her feel anxious and uneasy.

She gave up on herself and said: "If you want to defraud me of my money, you might as well say it directly, so that I won't always have expectations and refuse to give up."

Jiang Anning was slightly stunned.

"Why do you think so?" She was a little surprised.

I thought the wife was willing to entrust the ransom money to her because she was moved by her sincerity...

Wan Niang's eyes were red: "You have taken my money, but you have never asked Wu Niang to redeem your life."

Wu Niang is the woman, the owner of this boat.

Jiang Anning: "But if I tell someone directly, will she agree?"

"Why not?"

Wan Niang: "Wu Niang has already promised me that as long as someone is willing to redeem my life, she will let me go."

"Do you believe?"

Jiang Anning: "If she was really willing to let you go, why did she bother to stop you when you redeemed yourself?"

The late mother choked. Her voice was weak: "But she clearly promised me."

After saying that, even she didn't dare to think on the bright side.

"Since you think she won't really let me go, why don't you just take the money and run away?"

"Is there anything else you can do?"

Jiang Anning took out the silk thread she bought yesterday and looked at the bride: "Can you make velvet flowers?"

The late wife shook her head.

"Do you know how to make incense?" Jiang Anning raised her eyebrows slightly.

The late wife still shook her head.

Jiang Anning sighed helplessly, put down the silk thread in her hand, and opened another paper package.

"When you are doing this kind of business, you don't need teasing fragrances or anything like that?"

She recalled the pungent fragrance that hit her face when she first came in, and suddenly felt that her question was unnecessary.

The late wife looked confused: "What is the funny fragrance?"

Jiang Anning said "Uh-huh": "It's the kind of spice that when burned indoors, the smell will make people feel peaceful and happy..."

The late wife shook her head: "I haven't heard of it."

"You don't use spices when painting a boat?" Jiang Anning was slightly shocked.

The late wife blinked: "Why use incense?"

Burning passion!
Isn’t it always written like this in the storybook...

Jiang Anning blurted out inadvertently, making Wan Niang laugh.

"We have all come to this place. If you want to vent, you will naturally vent. There is no need for spices to fuel love. It's not impossible..."

The wife paused and said, "Even if it doesn't work, I'll just take pills. How can I use spices to make me happy?"

She seemed puzzled: "That thing is very valuable... maybe the big boat will be useful."

Anyway, she has never seen it.

Jiang Anning paused slightly as she sorted the bags of materials: "Is it expensive?"

She lowered her head and glanced at the dozen or so flowers spread out in front of her.

The cost was less than two hundred cents.

"Of course it's expensive!"

There was a bit of envy and longing in the evening mother's eyes: "I heard from a previous benefactor that one incense is worth a thousand gold, but I have never used it, and I don't know what the spice worth a thousand gold tastes like and what effect it has."

She laughed self-deprecatingly: "The most I can do is be happy to have a benefactor in spring. Pick two handfuls of wild flowers on the roadside and give them to me. Put them in the house, and the fragrance will fill the room for half a month. Or maybe Wu Niang When you are in a good mood, you will ask people to buy some fruits and put them in the house."

Jiang Anning was silent for a moment.

She knew how to make incense and mix it. There were many records about incense recipes in the notebooks left by her parents.

However, the content of the note was not about incense, so she didn't pay much attention to it. She only occasionally mixed some Xue Zhongchun Xin or Si Qi Xiang for her own use at home.

Originally, she wanted to use Dou Qingxiang to make a deal with the owner of the painting boat, and then redeem herself by smooth sailing.

With a cash cow that has grown up and a steady stream of business coming to your door, I think the boss of Lai Hua Fang will know exactly what to choose.

Now after listening to what Wan Niang said, she felt more confident.

I just don't know how effective this teasing fragrance is, and whether it is the same as what is recorded in the handbook.
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Zhao Yuanshan walked from dusk to dawn, and his legs were so sore.

But the coachman next to him was very annoying and refused to go along with his ride.

It was obvious that he was on his way, so he had to pay for it.

It is unreasonable!

But he really couldn't walk, especially since the coachman followed him all the way, driving the carriage slowly and leisurely. The comparisons and thoughts made him even more tired.

This coachman was none other than the man who got Jiang Anning's tea money and returned with an empty coach.

When a passerby saw Zhao Yuanshan, he was annoyed that the man scolded him. He thought that he had made money anyway, so he was not in a hurry to go back, so he followed the person all the way and asked again after a while: "Do you want to take a ride? Take a seat, it's only two days ago." Baiwen, why bother hurting your legs? It’s so far away, don’t your legs hurt?”

Originally, Zhao Yuanshan really didn't feel tired or his legs were sore. After being asked so many questions, he came up with the idea of ​​taking a car. The further I walked, the more tired I felt.

Finally, when he was still two miles away from the county seat, he gritted his teeth and spent 120 yuan and got in the car.

The driver accepted the money and grinned with joy.

This money is very profitable.

Earning one hundred and twenty cash in two miles is not easy to find.

Zhao Yuanshan felt like he was there without even taking a nap.

He got out of the car with a confused look on his face, and everyone was confused when he saw that he was indeed in the county town.

Zhao Yuanshan was so angry that he wanted to ask the driver to get his money back, but he almost got a whip in the face.

"What kind of place do you think this is, do you still want to regret the deal with Ding Yin'er? If you are not convinced, let's go to the Yamen and ask the county magistrate to seek justice."

The driver's stubbornness instantly made Zhao Yuanshan lose his confidence.

He cursed a few weakly and ran away quickly.

The coachman was tall and thick, but he didn't look like he would be spoiled. It was better not to cause trouble.

After Zhao Yuanshan ran away, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he cursed bitterly for a while.

He touched his hungry belly and swallowed a few more times when he passed by a wonton stall. After all, he was reluctant to buy a bowl.

"If I had known earlier, I would have asked Mrs. Zhang to get up and bake some pancakes before coming back."

He completely forgot that he was here to sue Mr. Zhang at the Yamen.

He went to the Yamen to play the drum, and followed the Yamen servant to the court with an anxious look.

"Who is kneeling in the hall? What is the reason?"

Zhao Yuanshan was suddenly shouted at and questioned. He was so frightened that his calves were trembling. His mouth trembled for a long time before he uttered a voice: "Grass people, grass people Zhao Yuanshan, I, I want to sue my wife Zhao Zhang for instigating my son Zhao Hai..."

He blamed Zhang for Zhao Hai's deception of Jiang Anning.

"Common people, please make the decision for me. I want to be righteous with the poisonous woman Zhang!"

　Camel pole: It has two towering ends, shaped like two humps of a camel. One end holds firewood for soup pots and the like, and the other end holds bowls, chopsticks, seasonings and ingredients. Vendors can carry it to sell wontons, glutinous rice balls, sugar porridge and the like.

　　
　
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