Jiang Xiaohua thought that it would be a good idea to go into the mountains after breakfast soon.
He lowered his head and was about to walk out when he remembered something again.
After a pause, the person returned.
"Hey, I have the best scar removal medicine here, do you want it? If you want it, I'll give you a discount, buy one, get one free! How about it? I'll make sure that all the criss-crossing scars on your body will be removed without leaving any traces.
"
As a result, the man who was called didn't even raise his eyelids.
Jiang Xiaohua walked closer and said "Hey!" again.
The man raised his head and gave her a cold look: "I won't say hello!"
"Then what should I call you? I can't call you Prince Master like Gu Jiu did? I'm not from your palace!"
The man raised his eyebrows.
After being exposed, the man's face remained motionless and he said softly: "I'll teach you how to write!"
Jiang Xiaohua blinked.
A flash of disgust flashed in the man's eyes: "Don't you know this, or have you never heard of the words 'respecting teachers and respecting education'?"
Only then did Jiang Xiaohua react and asked tentatively: "Then... call you sir?"
The man said "Huh!"
"Okay, how about you?"
"Tell me again, what kind of medicine?"
"A good medicine for removing scars! I guarantee that all the scars on your body will disappear within ten days. How about it? My medicine is very effective!"
Ling Wenjing chuckled a few times: "I am a man, what do I do to remove scars? That is something only women do."
Jiang Xiaohua touched her nose, okay!
Maybe men think having scars on their bodies makes them more masculine!
This... can't be forced.
The promotion was unsuccessful!
Forget it, there will be plenty of opportunities to sell it in the future.
The man followed and walked out. Before he had taken two steps, he heard a shout.
"flower!"
Jiang Xiaohua looked up and saw her third uncle Jiang Xiangyuan standing at the door of the backyard.
"Third uncle, is there something wrong?"
"It was your brother Zhijiang who said he wanted to see you if he had something to do!"
After Jiang Xiangyuan finished speaking, he pulled the tall young man standing aside: "Zhijiang, Hua'er is learning to write from this man!"
Wang Zhijiang raised his eyes and saw that the person he was looking at was not Jiang Xiaohua, but Ling Wenjing who was standing behind Jiang Xiaohua.
The villagers said that Jiang Xiaohua picked up a noble man in the back mountain. Is it him?
Still literate?
Then Wang Zhijiang twitched the corner of his mouth and made a self-deprecating hook, isn't he a noble man?
People are literate!
This man was older than him, standing there tall and tall, and that face... was indeed pretty!
At least she looks better than him! Eyebrows are eyebrows, and eyes are eyes.
His lips were pursed tightly, as if displeased.
Wang Zhijiang has never been to a school, and the words he can describe in his mind are limited.
But when the man raised his eyelids to look at Wang Zhijiang, it was a glance that showed no emotion, but Wang Zhijiang paused slightly.
Why does it look like there's a certain coldness inside.
This was the first time the two of them met.
"Brother Zhijiang, I just wanted to see you. I want to go into the mountains. Do you have time? Come with me!"
"OK!"
"By the way, what do you want from me?"
"Tell me on the way!"
"Okay, have you eaten? If not, just deal with it at my house and don't go back. We'll leave after dinner!"
"OK!"
The two of them walked out while talking.
Seems like someone is being completely ignored.
"Jiang Xiaohua!" Ling Wenjing shouted in a cool voice.
Jiang Xiaohua turned around: "What are you doing?"
Ling Wenjing raised her eyebrows, her eyes looking over were inexplicably moist: "Where is your medicine, bring it!"
Jiang Xiaohua asked depressedly: "Now?"
"Yeah! Right now!"
"Didn't you just say no? Wait until I come back!"
"One hundred taels of silver and two bottles, if I don't give it now, I won't want it later!"
Jiang Xiaohua frowned and tsked slightly, feeling a little angry!
What a bad thing is this!
Just now I said it was for women, and now I want it again!
Where is your face?
Or when it comes to people in high positions, if you don’t want it, just don’t have faces.
Just throw it away!
But when I think about it, it’s one hundred taels of silver!
For the one hundred taels of silver, Jiang Xiaohua had no choice but to say to Wang Zhijiang: "Brother Zhijiang, wait a moment!"
Jiang Xiaohua took out two bottles of scar-removing medicine from her pocket and turned back. She walked up to Ling Wenjing in a few steps and put them into his hands: "Here you go, remember a hundred taels of silver and give it to me later."
Ling Wenjing's eyes fell on Jiang Xiaohua's pocket.
The clothes have been changed.
How come you can still take out things at will?
Could it have nothing to do with clothes?
The man's eyes moved from the little girl's clothes to the two small porcelain bottles in his hands: "How do you use this?"
Jiang Xiaohua's eyes widened.
Some gritted their teeth and said: "How to apply the medicine? Of course you put your fingers in, dig out a piece, and apply it evenly to the scarred areas on your body. Okay, I'll give you the medicine and I'm leaving!"
When Jiang Xiaohua turned around, her hand was grabbed by the man. She didn't use too much force, but she couldn't break free and was held.
"Let go!" Brother Zhijiang was here, and Jiang Xiaohua couldn't fall out with him, so she lowered her voice.
"You apply medicine on me. Most of the scars are on my back, so I can't see them!" the man said slowly.
Jiang Xiaohua pinched her forehead and said speechlessly: "You...didn't you say before that there are differences between men and women, and that men and women can't kiss each other? I'll ask Third Uncle to come over and help you!"
Ling Wenjing glanced at her sideways, and said in a cold voice: "No, his technique is heavy and it hurts my wounds!"
Jiang Xiaohua frowned: "How about waiting for Gu Jiu to come back and ask him to wipe it for you!"
Ling Wenjing glanced at her sideways: "Gu Jiu's skills are not bad!"
"Applying medicine has nothing to do with skill, right?"
"Gu Jiu's attack will be even harder!"
"Then who do you want to wipe it?"
The man looked at her: "Of course it's you. No one knows how to apply your medicine for the most effective effect than you!"
Jiang Xiaohua opened her mouth, but she felt a tightness in her chest. She was holding her breath, unable to swallow it and couldn't lift it up. Jiang Xiaohua leaned towards Ling Wenjing and whispered: "Did you do this on purpose?"
"You have a gentle hand and it won't hurt when you apply the medicine!"
Jiang Xiaohua nodded: "Okay, I'll do it, but there will be a charge for applying the medicine!"
“It’s too expensive!”
Jiang Xiaohua looked at the man's calm eyes and smiled: "But it's really expensive for me to take action."
Jiang Xiaohua advised him sincerely: "Otherwise, let's ask Uncle San to come over. He doesn't want any money, it's free!"
"How much do you charge? Once."
Jiang Xiaohua rolled her eyes and said: "Twelve!"
Ling Wenjing nodded, indicating that he accepted the price: "It's a bit high, but I think it's worth it!"
After the man finished speaking, he took out a delicate purse from his pocket.
Jiang Xiaohua looked at it with interest and said she had never seen it before.
Subconsciously asked: "Where did it come from?"
"Gu Jiu gave it to you! Take it yourself."
Then the man sat by the kang and waited motionless.
"Brother Zhijiang, wait for me, I'll be fine in a moment!"
"Okay! No rush!" Wang Zhijiang turned around and found a wooden stool in the courtyard to sit down.
Ling Wenjing raised her eyebrows.
Jiang Xiaohua collected the money and turned around: "Why don't you take off your clothes?"
"The money has been paid, so of course you come, otherwise my back will hurt if I raise my arm!"
Jiang Xiaohua: "..."
Why do I feel like this guy's face is getting thicker and thicker?