Chapter 39 Check in the inn again

Author: Ju Gaogao

Chapter 39 Check in the inn again

An Xiaoxiao was in a hurry and left in a ox cart early in the morning. The two little ones had long been accustomed to their mother who liked to play with them and often disappeared. They just began to silently sympathize with Uncle Dawu who was "wildered" at home in his heart.

"Aren't you worried about your mother?" Rong Niang once asked them this question jokingly. Before An Yuce could answer, An Shuyue spoke first. She said proudly: "She is my An Shuyue's mother, and there is nothing that cannot be settled."

Such an ignorant answer made everyone present stunned.

Dawu first reacted. He laughed, shaved An Shuyue's nose and said, "Yes, the person who can give birth to our little aunt is not an ordinary person."

After An Xiaoxiao arrived in Anjia Village, she went straight to the inn and went to find Jiang Chao. It was still a familiar smell. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a man in a long gown standing behind the counter to settle the accounts. Some guests were sitting in the lobby, but no one saw a friend.

"The first time I came to you, I didn't see a guy. I didn't expect that there was still no guy here for the second time." An Xiaoxiao deliberately threw a few pieces of broken silver on the table, raised her eyebrows and said, "Shopkeeper Jiang, come to the room."

As soon as someone entered the inn, Jiang Chao actually realized it, but he didn't care. Now when he saw that An Xiaoxiao returned to Anjia Village, he was shocked and happy. He put down his brush and greeted him, and his voice could not hide his excitement: "I never thought I would have the chance to meet An Niangzi."

Don't worry, you may want to vomit when you see you in the future. An Xiaoxiao followed her silently in her heart.

"You come to my house later. I have something to discuss with you." An Xiaoxiao smiled, picked up the bag and went straight upstairs, "I'll live in the room before me, don't worry about me."

Once he entered Anjia Village, his body, which still had the memory of the original owner, would become restless. An Xiaoxiao had no choice but to wipe her face with cold water in the basin, dust off the dust on her body, jumped to the bed and closed her eyes and began to breathe.

After the internal breathing had been running for several days and his heart gradually stabilized, An Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and took out a Jingxin pill and swallowed it.

"Miss An." Jiang Chao's voice sounded outside the door at the right time, "I have prepared wine and food in the backyard. If Made An cleans up, just go to the backyard."

Why do you want to go to the backyard? An Xiaoxiao was confused, but she didn't ask too much. She just opened the door and went downstairs with Jiang Chao.

"Brother Dawu is going to arrive later?" Jiang Chao lifted the curtain of the backyard, took a step back and waited for An Xiaoxiao to enter, and smiled, "Last time he said that the rice wine I brewed was mellow, so I specially kept two bottles."

"He's not available." An Xiaoxiao replied, looking at the table full of dishes, tsk a few times, smoothing his skirt and sitting down, "Don't waste it like this."

Jiang Chao picked a seat not far from An Xiaoxiao, and sat down when he saw each other's faces, picked up the teapot, and greeted An Xiaoxiao from afar.

Didn’t you say there was wine? Why do you still drink tea?

An Xiaoxiao stared at Jiang Chao for a moment and reacted.

In ancient times, men and women had strict precautions. How could men and women be alone in a room, let alone drinking with each other? What's more, An Xiaoxiao and her husband on the surface.

Then she had just rashly invited Jiang Chao to her room, and the other party should be in a dilemma.

An Xiaoxiao used the ancient people's thinking to guess Jiang Chao's psychological activities, and then he was so at ease that he dragged the wine pot in front of him and poured it himself.

It was trouble in ancient times.

Unlike the rice wine I drink on weekdays, this wine is gentle and long. An Xiaoxiao took a sip and received both bottles of wine on the table here. She said bluntly: "I'll take it back and give it to Dawu."

Jiang Chao smiled helplessly and made a gesture of asking for advice.

"I have something to ask for when I come this time." After drinking and eating, An Xiaoxiao spoke first: "I want to open a medicinal material shop in Anjia Village. I want to ask you to rent a shop for me and find a helper."

Jiang Chao looked surprised and was about to speak when he was interrupted by An Xiaoxiao: "You listen to me first. The shop should not be too big. It can be decorated with medicinal materials and enough to treat people."

"I can't come to Anjia Village often in the near future. The medicinal materials shop needs a reliable person to take care of it." An Xiaoxiao signaled Jiang Chao with her eyes and said, "I know you can't get out of your way if you want to manage the inn. If it's convenient, find a reliable manager for me and help me with the shop when I'm not here."

“I will bear all expenses.”

Jiang Chao was extremely silent after hearing this. He stared at An Xiaoxiao for a long time before asking, "Why."

"No reason. Manager Jiang, you have something you don't want to say, and I have something I don't want to say, so why should we make things difficult for each other?" An Xiaoxiao didn't want to say much, smiled and said frankly: "Opening a pharmacy shop is actually beneficial to Anjia Village. If you think it's not appropriate, I will go home tomorrow. When I haven't mentioned this, I will still recognize you as a friend if I'm destined to meet again in the future."

There was another silence, and Jiang Chao nodded bitterly and agreed to this matter. An Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, got up and stuffed a small wine glass into the other party's hand. She smiled and said, "This cup is toast to Manager Jiang."

Jiang Chao held the wine in the glass and didn't move. An Xiaoxiao didn't care. She reached over and touched his cup, and raised her head to clean. Jiang Chao laughed and cried again and poured the wine into her throat.

"The people I want to meet later are all called Uncle An, who is the same clan as Village Chief An. He is serious and responsible in his work, but his temper is a bit strange." Jiang Chao took An Xiaoxiao to the east of the village and explained as he walked: "If you offend Madam An, please take more responsibility."

"Hi, the bigger the ability, the bigger the temper, I understand." An Xiaoxiao smiled indifferently.

"You are unconscientious when you do this! You are still the leader of the village!" Just as the two of them were halfway through, the angry curses of men in the distance attracted their attention.

Wow, isn’t this my unjust father? An Xiaoxiao recognized Village Chief An from afar. She turned her gaze to the middle-aged strong man who was scolding, and a strange feeling appeared in her heart.

Touched? Heartwarming? An Xiaoxiao rubbed her chest and muttered to analyze this wave of emotions.

The original body's reaction came and went quickly, but in a moment, An Xiaoxiao returned to normal. She pulled Jiang Chao's wrist and hid aside to watch the show silently.

"Uncle An Er, you can't say anything." An Village Chief had a pile of meat on his face and said with a fake smile: "Wang Er agreed with this price, and the words are written clearly in white and black. If you don't want to, you can't rent it, and no one will force him."

"You dare to mention this?" Uncle An Er pointed a piece of tissue paper in front of Village Chief An and scolded: "You bullied Wang Er and only knew the numbers, and deliberately wrote the month into a day. One ounce per month turned into one ounce per day!"

"You even cheated on your own villagers. What's the face of being this village chief?" Uncle An Er's face turned red with anger, and his voice couldn't stop trembling. Behind him was a little weak man, who was timidly pulling Uncle An Er and whispering something.

"He was the one who saw it wrong, how could he blame me?" Village Chief An smiled and snorted coldly. He walked in and pretended to say, "I'm not an unreasonable person. If Wang Er really can't afford this money, I can't force him to pay the money."

"It's better to do this. I'll rent this farmhouse to you. You can come to my field to help with farming, and the rent can be paid." Village Chief An smiled kindly. He was about to reach out to pat Wang Er's shoulder, but Uncle An Er blocked him and could only let go.

Good guy, isn’t this just making a fuss? An Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but raise her hand to applaud. Contemporary capitalists are not as cruel as you.
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