early morning.

Jia Yun's eyes were dim, she stood up slowly, put on her clothes, rubbed her still aching forehead, and sighed.

When I wake up from a dream, the world has changed.

As soon as he closed his eyes and opened them, he actually became Jia Yun, a member of the Jia clan in the book "A Dream of Red Mansions" and the son of the fifth sister-in-law under the West Corridor.

There are many characters in the Red Mansion.

For example, the clever and perverse Baoyu, the charming Jia Lian, the pungent and capable Sister Feng, the elegant and dignified Baochai, Daiyu who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside...

Countless.

In addition to these well-known big names, there are also many inconspicuous little people.

Although their characters are small, they look humble, and they don't appear many times, they occupy a very important position in the book.

Jia Yun is one of them.

Although Jia Yun is a member of the Jia clan, she was born in an ordinary way. Her father died early, and the family's small property was embezzled by her uncle Bu Shiren, who helped with her father's funeral.

Jia Yun was raised by her mother Bu, known as the fifth sister-in-law, who was a needleworker.

Jia Yun grew up in poverty, had no one to rely on, and experienced countless setbacks. Jia Yun gradually developed a character that is clear-minded, intelligent, and able to speak the truth.

For example, in order to find a job in the Rongguo Mansion, he did not hesitate to recognize Baoyu, who was a few years younger than him, as his father and gave him two pots of white begonia as a gift.

Later, neither Jia Baoyu nor Jia Lian could help, so they immediately seized the opportunity to flatter Sister Feng in every possible way, praising her ability and giving her spices, and finally got a position in charge of flowers and plants.

From all his performances during this period, it can be seen that Jia Yun is a person who knows how to survive.

After sitting for a while, Jia Yun finally recovered and her forehead no longer hurt.

Seeing the sky getting brighter outside the window, he quickly got up and boiled medicine for his mother.

It was now spring, and the epidemic broke out. The original owner and Bu's family both fell ill. In order to get medicine, the family's small savings were wiped out.

"Life is really hard!" Jia Yun sighed in her heart.

There was no time to complain, so he walked slowly to the door, opened it, and the light in the room suddenly brightened.

There are two rooms in the house. Jia Yun lives in the outer room and her mother lives in the inner room.

In addition to a bed built out of wooden boards, there is also a stove and an old square table with three legs in the outer room. There is no bench, but a few large pebbles moved from the river ditch to sit on.

The stool is used.

The house is smoky all year round, the roof is covered with dust and cobwebs, the walls are blackened by smoke, mottled and worn, and there are a few less obvious cracks, indicating that the house has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

I took a bag of Chinese medicine and went outside, found a medicine jar in the corner under the eaves, took it to the well, washed it, poured some water, and went back under the eaves to light a fire to cook the medicine.

Under the eaves, there is a pile of firewood half as tall as a man. The original owner went to chop the firewood and carried it back from the mountains outside the city.

Just as she lit the fire, there were footsteps behind her. Jia Yun turned around and saw that it was her cousin Jia Qin who lived in the same courtyard.

Jia Qin and Jia Yun both belong to the Sanfang branch, and are the great-great-grandsons of Jia Yan's third son.

After Ning Rong's second Duke, there were twenty rooms in total. Except for Ning Rong's relatives who sent eight rooms in the capital, there are now twelve rooms for the original residents.

Jia Yun's great-grandfather was the son of Jia Yuan, the old Duke of Rong.

After Jia Yuan's death, his eldest son Jia Daishan ascended the throne, while Jia Yuan's other sons were separated and formed their own lineage.

So Jia Yun's father, Jia Baoyu and Jia Lian are cousins.

Therefore, Jia Yun called Jia Baoyu "Uncle Bao" and Jia Lian his uncle.

Jia Yun can also be regarded as Jia Yuan’s fifth-generation great-great-grandson.

Although Jia Qin and Jia Yun both belong to the same clan, they are not close. Because Jia Qin loves gambling and is surly and arrogant, Jia Yun has been told by her mother not to play with Jia Qin since she was a child.

Seeing Jia Yun squatting under the eaves cooking medicine, Jia Qin yawned, stepped forward with sleepy eyes, and said with a smile: "Brother Yun, I have some copper on you, I can borrow it for a few afternoons to pay you back."

Jia Yun stood up, shook her head, and said with a smile: "You can tell whether I'm awake or not by looking at you like this. Not to mention the West Corridor, even if you look at the entire Ningrong Street, who doesn't know that I, Jia Yun, am notoriously poor?

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Jia Qin was stunned, pondered for a moment, and nodded: "Well, you're right, I want to go back and catch up on my sleep, oooh..."

After saying that, he opened his mouth, yawned, and turned around to go back to the house.

This shocked Jia Yun. This guy is famous for being messy. Why did he change his gender today?

After thinking for a moment, Jia Yun smiled, looked back and saw that the fire under the medicine jar was burning brightly, then turned around and went into the house, took a towel and a willow branch and came out to wash her face and mouth by the well.

"Bah, bah, this thing is just make do."

Willow grinded her teeth, leaving a mouth full of sawdust. After Jia Yun rinsed her mouth with water, she thought she had to make some money quickly, otherwise she wouldn't be able to afford a brush, and life would be too sad.

After washing, Jia Yun returned to the house and lit a fire to boil water and cook porridge.

There was not much food at home, so she was lucky to have some porridge to eat. Jia Yun had a happy-go-lucky temperament, so she didn't complain too much.

He was a chef in his previous life and could cook the main dishes of the ten major cuisines. With his skills, he was not afraid that he would not be able to earn money in the future to improve his family's living conditions.

Before the medicine was cooked, the porridge was cooked first. Jia Yun poured the porridge in the pot into two large bowls and placed them on the stove to cool.

The sky was bright, but the room inside was extremely dark. Jia Yun brought hot water and came to Bu's bedside and whispered: "Mom, get up and eat."

Mr. Bu is thirty-six years old this year, but he looks as if he is fifty. His face is haggard, his eyes are sunken, and his black hair is streaked with gray, which makes him look particularly vicissitudes of life.

Although Jia Yun only absorbed the memory of the original owner and did not inherit the feelings of the original owner, she still had to take over someone else's body, so she naturally had to bear the responsibility.

Hearing the call, Mr. Bu woke up slowly and said feebly: "Brother Yun, please help me."

Jia Yun helped Mrs. Bu sit up, turned around, wrung out the towel in the basin, and washed Mrs. Bu's face.

After washing her face, Ms. Bu felt much more awake. She sighed and said, "I've been taking medicine for two or three days, why am I still not feeling better? Fortunately, brother Yun, you are fine today. Otherwise, we two

It’s going to be troublesome.”

It's easy to say otherwise. The main reason is that the family's savings have been spent. If the disease doesn't get better after taking the remaining medicine, there will be no money to buy medicine. What's even more worrying is that now their family has no way to borrow money.

He did have relatives, but most of the Jia clan members who were close to his family were paupers.

There is also an uncle named Bu Shiren who runs a spice shop. It is impossible to borrow money from him. Not only can he not borrow money every time he asks, but he is also treated with sarcasm and contempt.

Jia Yun knew her family's situation and gradually felt a sense of urgency to make money quickly.

He consoled her: "Mom, don't worry, I'm going out to find something to do today to see if I can earn some money to supplement the family income."

He is sixteen years old this year, with a tall figure and elegant appearance. He cannot do heavy work. In the past, the original owner only did some errands occasionally and could not earn much money. He did not have work every day.

Ms. Bu didn't stop her. Her son was looking for work outside. As long as he didn't do anything illegal or disciplinary, she usually wouldn't say anything.

After serving Bu's meal and medicine, Jia Yun came out of her home and went to the street, secretly looking at her surroundings.

As the imperial capital, the capital is extremely prosperous, with wide streets, busy traffic, people coming and going, and bustle.

As she walked and watched, Jia Yun was also thinking about how to earn her first pot of gold.

He couldn't do anything that was too profitable. He was a commoner now and couldn't bear the slightest waves. The capital was a place where dignitaries and dignitaries gathered. It would be difficult to save his life, let alone make money, if someone manipulated his hands even slightly.

Therefore, I can only choose the kind of business that is inconspicuous and can make some money.

Just as she was thinking about something, she passed by a crossroads corner when a figure suddenly bumped into her, knocking Jia Yun to the ground.

"Hey you..." Jia Yun subconsciously wanted to howl. If there were dates or not, she would shoot three shots first to see if she could make some money.

Before he even started to perform, a silver coin flew towards him, and he heard the man panting: "It's my fault for knocking you down. Ten taels of silver is enough for you to take medicine!"

After saying that, the man ran away in a hurry.

The silver hit her body with some pain, but Jia Yun felt happy. She put the silver into her arms and heard another person chasing after her and shouting:

"Second Master Bao, wait a minute, little one. Mr. Zheng has returned from a business trip. Although he said he wanted to test your knowledge, he didn't say he would take the test right now. There's no need to be in such a hurry!"

Jia Yun stood up and watched the two and a half young men running away one after another. She thought to herself: "The one in front should be Jia Baoyu, and the young man in the back is not famous."

Unexpectedly, I met Jia Baoyu as soon as I came to the street. I didn't see his face clearly, but looking at his clothes, he was dressed in splendid clothes, and he still smelled of rouge.

Jia Yun looked down and saw that there was indeed a trace of dust on the clothes on her chest. She couldn't help but feel cold and awkward in her heart.

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly found a piece of warm and delicate white jade at my feet.

Without having time to think about it, Jia Yun quickly picked up the jade and saw an alley not far away. She turned around and trotted straight into the alley.
Chapter completed!