"Oh my God, where did that young man who looks like a fairy next to Qiao Xiucai come from?"
"Is there anyone in this county who dares to follow Qiao Xiucai? I'm afraid she didn't trick her out of here, right?"
"Maybe she is an oiran from a certain brothel. She is so beautiful, but why can't she want to follow Qiao Xiucai?"
"How can Qiao Xiucai have the money to go to a brothel? Let alone buy a courtesan. Didn't I hear that she left the county some time ago? She said she was going to the capital. I'm afraid she tricked this young man from the capital. He is really pitiful.
Na~"
The county is only that big, but if there is any disturbance, it will spread very quickly.
In addition, Qiao Jinhuan himself is still a "celebrity" in the county town.
After all, there are only a few young scholars in the whole county. The whole county... no, it's the scholars from several nearby counties combined. She is the only one who has been acting like a playboy all day long.
Can you not be remembered by everyone?
Ning Qingwan was busy picking rice and didn't listen to these words, but Qiao Jinhuan heard these words clearly.
She couldn't help but raise her hand and touch the tip of her nose.
The reputation of the original owner is truly unparalleled.
"Qiao Xiucai, I haven't seen you for a few days."
Suddenly, a palm patted Qiao Jinhuan's shoulder.
Qiao Jinhuan turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly.
I saw a woman in her thirties standing next to her, smiling and rubbing her fingers at her, "Qiao Xiucai, is it done for you to go to the capital? Then the money you owe our gambling house,
Isn’t it time to pay it back?”
Money owed to the gambling house?
Qiao Jinhuan rummaged through the memory of the original owner for a while, and then the corner of his mouth twitched.
Yes.
The original owner still owed money to the gambling house, totaling more than one hundred taels of silver.
If the money is not paid, the Qiao family's house will be gone.
In the world plot, the original owner robbed Ning Qingwan of his money to pay off his debt. After paying off his debt, he continued gambling, and soon lost all the money.
But Qiao Jinhuan definitely couldn't do this.
She frowned and glanced at Ning Qingwan who was a little far away, "I'll pay you back in the evening."
"Qiao Xiucai is so refreshing."
The woman gave a thumbs up and gave an ambiguous and greasy smile, "Where did Qiao Xiucai get such a handsome young man? If he doesn't have any more money, this young man..."
Halfway through the words, the woman looked at Qiao Jinhuan's cold eyes and actually trembled and did not dare to say any more.
"I advise you not to even think about it. He is the son of the Marquis of Beijing."
Qiao Jinhuan said calmly.
Hearing this, the woman was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat and said, "Hou, Young Master of the Hou Mansion."
Mother.
Why would such a wealthy person come to their small county? Isn't this a cause for trouble?
Qiao Jinhuan snorted lightly, "We'll talk about it tonight."
"Sure, I'll be waiting for Qiao Xiucai to arrive tonight."
The woman smiled, turned around and left.
She is the creditor of the original owner and the shopkeeper of the gambling house, her surname is Zheng.
She has a good relationship with the county magistrate, otherwise she wouldn't be able to open such a large gambling house.
Qiao Jinhuan didn't want to do anything to her because of his status as a scholar, but tonight...
"What are you doing? Come here and pick it up quickly."
On the other end, Ning Qingwan had already selected a bag of rice, paid for it, and quickly called Qiao Jinhuan to help carry it.
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone in the rice shop became subtle.
——This young master is still too young. With how lazy and hot-tempered Qiao Jinhuan is, can he be manipulated?
However, the next second, Qiao Jinhuan smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, I'll do it."
She moved!
She actually moved!
She has carried the rice bag and her attitude is so good!
Oh my god!
Everyone in the rice shop was shocked.
After Qiao Jinhuan left with Ning Qingwan, there was an explosion in the rice shop.
"Is that Qiao Xiucai?"
"How can Qiao Xiucai be so obedient? Is that young master really the husband she married?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I may have hallucinated because I ate wild mushrooms today. I thought the mushrooms cooked in the morning looked so beautiful, they must be poisonous!"
Next, in the eyes of everyone with disbelief, they saw Qiao Jinhuan following the young master, looking like a weak-tempered person with no temper.
hard working!
Follow your advice!
When the sun comes out in the west, the scene today is not as ridiculous as it is today.
Is it possible for a person who has been a bastard for more than ten years to change?
At this time, Qiao Jinhuan had already carried a lot of things and followed Ning Qingwan home.
Ning Qingwan rolled up his sleeves and started packing these things.
He had never done this kind of work in the Marquis Mansion. He was clumsy and very unfamiliar with it.
"I'll do it."
Qiao Jinhuan had just finished cleaning the courtyard and took the things from Ning Qingwan's hand, "Go and look at those pieces of cloth and make yourself some clothes."
Ning Qingwan didn't argue with her and went out to pack up the cloth and needlework.
After a while, Qiao Jinhuan walked up to him again, spread his hands and said, "Husband, give me ten cents."
As soon as these words came out, Ning Qingwan became wary, "What do you want money for?"
Qiao Jinhuan raised his finger and pointed to the kitchen, "There's no firewood in there."
This Qiao's house is really empty, and there is nothing you want.
Ning Qingwan looked at her first, then counted out ten coins from his arms and gave them to her, "If you haven't spent them all, you have to return them to me."
"You know, every copper in the house should belong to the husband."
Qiao Jinhuan joked, turned around and left the house.
Although today was not a market day, there were many people selling firewood. Before Qiao Jinhuan had gone far, she bumped into a man carrying two loads of firewood.
“How to sell firewood?”
"Six cents per load, ten cents for two loads."
"Then please send the firewood to my house. I want both loads."
These two loads of firewood are bundled firmly and will last for a long time. Ten cents is considered the normal price.
Qiao Jinhuan thought about it, then led the people to his house, and gave ten cents to the firewood seller in front of Ning Qingwan.
"Nothing left."
She spread her hands and shrugged helplessly.
Ning Qingwan glared at her, holding a rope in her hand, "Come here, I will measure you."
Qiao Jinhuan walked up to him slowly.
Ning Qingwan made gestures on her body and murmured, then went to get the blue-black cloth, "I'll make you some clothes first. This one of yours is almost torn."
"My husband is so kind."
Qiao Jinhuan walked over, hugged him, and kissed him on the face.
Ning Qingwan was startled, raised her hand and touched her face, "I haven't agreed to you kissing me yet!"
"My husband has been so kind to me, and I can't repay him with anything, I can only repay him with my own body." Qiao Jinhuan said with a smile.
Is this the method of repaying one another with one's own body?
I'm afraid this isn't repaying kindness with enmity!
Ning Qingwan rolled his eyes at her, "Don't do this next time."
Seeing that Qiao Jinhuan had been quite obedient all day today, let's forget it this time.
He is generous and doesn't care about her.
"Okay~~~"
Qiao Jinhuan responded in a long tone, "Whatever husband wants to eat tonight, I will find a way to cook it for you."