When Shi Jiang received the news again, Yang Yu was already selling the Yang family's house.
"Miss, that Yang Yu is not a good person."
The beggar who has been cleaned and groomed has a very delicate face even though he is not very old.
His childish face had a perhaps mature expression.
He hesitated and said seriously to Shi Jiang, "I have been a beggar for so long, and I have met a lot of young men."
People like Yang Yu are scum among scum.
But the young lady paid too much attention to the Yang family, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
When Shi Jiang heard what the child said, he was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
"Don't worry, Qin Fang, your lady is not blind yet."
After saying that, she looked at him with a smile.
Seeing the young lady's appearance, Qin Fang's delicate face suddenly burned up, and he lowered his head, not daring to stare at the young lady anymore.
"The millstone for grinding tofu also has beans. You can get it later and give it to them first."
Seeing how shy he looked, Shi Jiang stopped teasing him and started talking about business.
"Okay, miss."
Qin Fang was one of the first people to learn to make tofu from Shi Jiang. Shi Jiang taught them all step by step and prepared all the tools and necessary materials.
"Starting from tomorrow, let everyone start picking and selling them in every village."
Not many people learned it in the first batch. After all, it was a new thing, and she said she would provide tools and materials for free, but many people were still skeptical.
At the beginning, all those people came over to learn in droves, but after halfway through, they became tired of the hard work and stopped coming.
Especially the adult beggars, they even stopped the young beggars from learning.
After all, those adult beggars have long been accustomed to asking for money. In addition, there are young beggars asking for and handing over offerings. They are not willing to do the hard work of grinding tofu and earning so much.
Dates come to spend the day.
These things cannot be forced in the first place, and Shi Jiangdao was not angry at all.
After all, everyone has a different way of living, and there is no need to ask others to live according to their own arrangements.
Only Qin Fang was very active in doing what she asked.
Shi Jiang also intended to train him, so he naturally left this matter to him. In just a short period of time, his whole spirit and spirit changed completely.
As for the Yang family, now is not the time for her to take action.
It's not too late to wait until her side stabilizes first.
And the Chunjiao from Nuanchun Pavilion, how can a pair of true love be separated?
It must be firmly welded to death. After all, the original owner was tortured to death by the Du family's daughter because he replaced Yang Yu, his true love.
Chunjiao's life in Nuanchun Pavilion is really hard now, because her mother was beaten up in court. On the night when she was brought back to Nuanchun Pavilion, she was thrown directly into the room of a third-class prostitute and queued up to serve the smelly girls.
Guests coming from the wind.
The popular courtesan now only sells it for a low price, and every man wants to try it.
There are also some guests with special hobbies who only torment Chunjiao to death.
However, she is not stupid. She knows that she has offended her mother now. The best way is to be obedient and wait for her mother to subside.
Third-class prostitutes make a lot of money by serving men in their rooms.
All my mother asked for was a piece of money. Once the anger subsided, no one would be able to make trouble with the money.
Chunjiao thought it was easy, but how could her life in the room of a third-class prostitute be so easy?
Every day when she was waiting to be locked up, she would crawl to the bathroom to clean herself.
Washing and washing, the tears just overflowed like a flood.
She couldn't understand how she ended up in this situation.
If only she hadn't jumped in head first, wanted to follow Yang Yu till old age, find a rich family, and be a peaceful concubine, her life would have been much better than what she is living now.
The only thing that gives her hope now is that she can no longer stay in the room of this third-class prostitute.
As long as you are promoted to second class, you have the right to choose your guests.
When the time comes, she will find a rich man to help her redeem her life.
As long as she redeems her body and coaxes people to lend her money, all she needs to do when she goes out is get the jewelry she had hidden before and use it as an outer room for others.
Chunjiao was already frightened by the tigress in the wealthy family's house. She had figured out that no matter how charming the beauty was, as long as she was brought into the backyard, it would be the mistress's world. She would give birth to you if she wanted. To die is to die.
After a man has tasted it, a fresher and more charming woman will naturally appear to attract his attention.
After being hurt by Yang Yu this time, she no longer believed the lies told by men.
Little did she know that Yang Yu also secretly hated herself for being blind. Before, she often heard others say that actors are unrighteous and female cousins are ruthless. Now it seems that it is indeed the truth.
Because she failed the provincial examination, her future was almost ruined.
Most of the family's property was lost because of her, and the family was almost destroyed.
How can I tell him not to hate or complain?
After selling the Yang family's house, he pawned off the Li family's jewelry. After paying off the debt, he rented a one-room house with the remaining money.
Yang Yu plans to pick up his books again, study hard, and pass the next provincial examination in one try.
As long as I pass the exam, I'm not afraid that I won't have the chance to take revenge in the future.
It's a pity that it's not so easy to pick up the dropped books, let alone the Yang family's collection of books.
In addition, no one provides him with paper and ink books, so he has to turn over the paper he has practiced on and write repeatedly to write a word.
After writing this repeatedly, the entire paper turned into a ball of black ink at the end, which made people involuntarily irritated.
Yang Yu stood up and angrily called Mrs. Li, who was cooking, and asked her to go out and buy some paper and ink for him.
Mrs. Li had a bitter look on her face. Now she was wearing commoners, her hands were bare, and she didn't even have a silver hairpin on her head. Her pocket was cleaner than her face. Where could she get the money to buy her son the good paper and ink he said?
However, today's son is no better than before. Mrs. Li is even a little afraid of him and dare not tell Yang Yu this.
I just walked out the door obediently, but after I walked out, I didn't know where to go.
"I heard that on Miss Du's birthday, the head of the Du family asked her what she wanted, but she asked the head of the Du family to give rice and food to the poor!"
"Yes, this Miss Du family is really kind-hearted."
"We have to go quickly, otherwise we're afraid we'll run out of rice!"
A group of women walked quickly past Li with all their chatter, but Li didn't hear all the words they said.
Got rice?
Mrs. Li's ears immediately perked up. Now her family is having difficulty making a living, and her son is a spendthrift.
These days, she helps people wash clothes and earns a few copper coins to survive.
The rice vat at home has long since reached its bottom, and the rice I cooked today was still porridge with just a piece of pickle head.
Now that there was rice and food for charity, she suddenly became energetic and ran quickly in the direction of the group of women.