The beauty of spring is stunning everywhere in Tokyo. Every vermilion wall, green trees, pavilions, and even the gurgling river and flower boats can all make people feel the strong sense of spring.
It's a pity that such a vivid spring scene is not the least bit exciting in Li Yuanhao's eyes.
Ever since he was bought by Mr. Liu, he has been waiting by the car all day long. He followed his master in the car quickly. He could only play a fundamental role in the owner's business. The more beautiful things were, the more endless ridicule he saw in his eyes.
The Han people can enjoy such prosperity of the Central Plains, why can’t the Dangxiang people enjoy it?
In the northwest, there are few green trees, let alone bright flowers, which are a luxury for the Dangxiang people. But seeing how hairpins are so popular among people in the Song Dynasty, Li Yuanhao is really unhappy!
Ever since he was young, his father had told himself that in this world only jackals, tigers and leopards could eat meat, and only hawks and falcons could enjoy the sky. However, a group of Han people as docile as sheep occupied the fertile Central Plains and enjoyed endless prosperity and wealth. Why is this?
The Dangxiang people are ferocious beasts, so they should seize these fertile lands from the Song people. My father pointed to the southeast more than once, saying that the Song Dynasty was the hunting ground for the Dangxiang people.
"What is that thief doing there? Why don't you come here to move things? If you knock off a corner of this precious thing, I'll sell it to you on credit!"
Li Yuanhao's reverie filled with the pleasure of revenge was cut off by the scolding. When he heard the noisy voice, he wanted to twist the maid's neck more than once.
When did sheep dare to scold hungry wolves?
But for his own plan, Li Yuanhao had to hunched his shoulders, bent his waist, and trotted past, which made his original majestic appearance look a little more wretched. He sniffed before he smiled and said: "Sister Xing, call me.
What's the matter?"
"This is a good thing that my wife bought. Move it carefully to the car. If you knock off a corner, you will be beaten."
Xing'er scolded Li Yuanhao very arrogantly, and she was angry at his blindness in her heart. She had clearly promised him secretly that day, but she didn't know that she was ignored by this man several times. Who in the Cao family didn't know that she was the wife?
Who dares to disobey me, this big girl? It’s this gangster who doesn’t want to be his beauty.
But when she saw Li Yuanhao lifting the heavy wooden box easily, with the muscles on his arms bulging like hills, Xing'er's heart skipped a beat. She had long heard those old ladies say that strong men are really great, how could she?
He said that he must be lured over.
It's a pity that she didn't know that Li Yuanhao had already been locked in his heart by that sudden glimpse of his appearance and temperament.
What's more, he has more important things to do, so how can he waste his time on such a beautiful thing?
Li Yuanhao, who was holding the wooden box, smelled an astonishing fragrance and looked up at Sister Xing dumbly. He smiled: "Sister Xing, what is contained here? How can it be so fragrant!"
Sister Xing said proudly: "Look, you have never seen the world, and you don't even know where this is. Lan Kwai Fong, the property of Yunzhong Junhou Mansion, is it not a valuable commodity? The name of this thing is soap, which means fragrance."
Pancreas.”
"This is soap?!" Li Yuanhao stared at the wooden box in surprise. He naturally knew the taste of soap. It smelled of lard and plant ash, how could it have such a fragrance?!
"You look like you have never seen the world. It's not like we don't have such fragrant peppers in our house. It is said that the Lord of Yangcheng County even presented a transparent fragrant pepper similar to amber to the saint. This kind of fragrant peppers has a fragrant aroma.
It’s just that they are generally delicious, which rich family in Tokyo doesn’t have them?!”
After saying this, Myolie saw no one around and opened the wooden box beside the car. The light pink, oval-shaped soap was really cute. Li Yuanhao was about to stretch out his hand when Myolie caught him: "Why are you sweating so much on your hands?"
Dare you touch this clean thing? If you want to try it, come to my place tonight and let you feel comfortable..."
Seeing Myolie's spring eyes rippling, Li Yuanhao knew what he should do, but for some reason, he felt sick in his heart when encountering such erotic things, as if he was a random figure in the eyes of this bitch!
Out of the pleasure of revenge, Li Yuanhao quickly opened the wooden box and spit thick phlegm on it without Myolie paying attention. It took a while and it was difficult to detect...
As the wooden box was put into the car, Li Yuanhao saw Mrs. Liu leaving Lan Kwai Fong surrounded by a group of maids. Myolie also enthusiastically stepped forward to praise her vision. Such simple flattery made Mrs. Liu's face full of praise.
red light.
Li Yuanhao couldn't understand why these spices, no matter how valuable they were, were not made of precious metals, but became worth thousands of dollars in the eyes of the ladies in Tokyo.
If anyone is truly understanding now, it is probably Li Yuanhao. He has seen through the phenomenon and the essence of things. In fact, soap is made from lard, and Lan Kwai Fong's soap only adds lard to it.
It’s just volatile alcohol and distilled and purified floral water.
Mrs. Liu glanced at Li Yuanhao, and she was deeply impressed by this muscular party slave. However, when she saw Li Yuanhao now, she felt a little strange. Liu E actually saw a trace of arrogance and confidence in him.
, this should not appear at all in a party slave.
Slaves do not have the right to ride in a car, and of course most of the servants do not have this right. Only Xing'er can wait at Mrs. Liu's side, and the way she keeps looking at Li Yuanhao makes Mrs. Liu a little dissatisfied.
"You are a member of my Cao family after all. Even if you can't serve the master, you don't have to be so picky about food. You are really not picky. With your status as my wife and a little dowry, aren't the rich families really scrambling to hire you?
Why should you favor that party slave and abuse yourself for no reason!"
Seeing that Mrs. Liu had noticed what she was thinking, Sister Xing blushed and said: "Madam, you are laughing at me. I don't want to leave you and the Cao family. Even if I am a slave by your side, it is better to go out and be a good wife."
High strength!"
Mrs. Liu smiled. How could she not know what Xing'er was thinking? The maids she brought from her parents' family always wanted to be good-looking, so naturally such maids would not be bullied.
But she must not be allowed to have an affair with a party member, otherwise it will insult the name of the Cao family: "Forget it, it is not bad to stay with me. I will find a family for you in the house and have children. Although I can't serve the master, at any rate
I’m settling down in my house! Just don’t interact with that gangster, why should such a thief’s bones be contaminated?”
Sister Xing quickly thanked Mrs. Liu and carefully helped her out of the carriage. As she spoke, she had already arrived at the Cao Mansion on Gaotou Street. The tall courtyard walls and wide courtyards made ordinary people afraid to approach.
Li Yuanhao stared at the carriages and horses entering Cao's house through the side door. He also saw Sister Xing's bare hands signaling quietly. He smiled coldly in his heart and followed the other servants around to the small door of the side courtyard. The small door with eyebrows here requires bending.
To enter, it was like a dog hole for the tall Li Yuanhao.
At night, the moonlight is sultry, and the cold white light shines on the water tank of the stable. The horse that is standing and sleeping does not care about the movement of the boxcar next to it, but snorts from time to time.
Li Yuanhao conquered the woman beneath him, and the beautiful girl was panting...
"Where's what I want?"
"Hey! You are so ignorant, are you still thinking about going to Puhui Village at this time? Tomorrow the steward from the outer courtyard will come to reconcile the accounts, and every time he will bring a weak person with him, why are you so anxious? If you dare not come back, don't blame me
ruthless!"
Sister Xing gently lifted the skirt of her clothes, and the letter was revealed, along with a hint of spring.
Li Yuanhao reached over without touching the letterhead, nor anywhere else. Instead, he pinched Sister Xing's snow-white gooseneck tightly. During her struggle, he stretched out his left hand and pulled out the letterhead: "You're a pickled piece of shit.
I'm not surprised if you come to your door, and you dare to threaten me?! You're looking for death!"
As Sister Xing twitched feebly, an unpleasant smell came, but it was not surprising in this stable. Li Yuanhao quickly wrapped her in a blanket and walked to the pit that had been dug nearby to bury her.
His status as a party slave made others reluctant to approach him. Instead, he was allowed to live alone in a small house next to the stable.
Li Yuanhao knew that Sister Xing's death would definitely alarm the Cao family, but it didn't matter. He took Liu's letter and went to Puhui Village tomorrow, so it didn't matter. He would never come back here. If he wasn't worried about causing trouble, he would even