"Big sister, do you want to go get some?"
Mrs. Chen was a little moved. Life had broken her self-esteem as early as her exile.
If someone can show kindness, Mrs. Chen naturally doesn't want to miss it. After all, her children need nutrition.
Hearing this, Jiang Wan shook her head, "You go ahead, we still have some food at home, which will last for a while."
She didn't want to have anything to do with Wen Ruyu at all, and would rather quietly transition something out of the space.
"Okay, Wen Hao, you and dad wait here obediently while mom goes out and takes a look."
Mrs. Chen was afraid that Chen Ce would lose face, so she chose to get the things by herself. She came back very quickly.
He was holding a few white flour steamed buns in his hand. The steamed buns were still steaming. Maybe Wen Ruyu had found someone to steam them.
"Mrs. Song, Mr. Wen is very generous. All he gives you are white-faced steamed buns."
Mrs. Chen smiled at Mrs. Song. When she sat down, she remembered that she almost never ate white-faced steamed buns in the past, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Today is different from the past.
"Thank you, we won't need it for now."
Madam Song's only advantage is that she is obedient. She will do whatever Jiang Wan says.
Jiang Wan said that there was no need for Wen Ruyu to eat. Not only would she not go, but she would not let Song Jiuchi and Song Jiuli go either.
The whole room was filled with the smell of white flour steamed buns. Jiang Wan took the water bag and stood up to leave.
"Mom, let me get some hot water."
To go to the inn's kitchen, she had to pass through the lobby. Jiang Wan saw many people queuing up to get steamed buns, while Wen Ruyu stood on one side, accepting everyone's thanks.
In fact, Wen Ruyu has been waiting for her. Although she politely replied to everyone who came to thank her, Wen Ruyu was always absent-minded.
Until Jiang Wan appeared in the lobby, his eyes lit up slightly, he couldn't help straightening his clothes, and straightened his spine, waiting for Jiang Wan to come over.
It looked like a peacock opening its tail, or a butterfly.
In the end, Jiang Wan just glanced at them lightly and walked through the lobby towards the kitchen.
Wen Ruyu:......
Seeing that Jiang Wan was about to disappear in front of him, he put aside his reserve and took a few steps in a hurry.
"Ms. Song."
"Is something wrong?"
Jiang Wan turned her head indifferently, her eyebrows indifferent, which made Wen Ruyu feel depressed.
"I ordered people to prepare some steamed buns. Madam Song can go get some to fill her belly."
He showed a harmless smile. If it weren't for Jiang Wan's sharp eyes, she wouldn't have been able to associate him with the murderous boss.
"No."
Jiang Wan's refusal was so sharp that Wen Ruyu was stunned for a moment. She had already walked into the kitchen.
I thought she was going to the kitchen to get some food, but Jiang Wan just spent a few copper coins to buy some hot water.
When she came back, she met Wen Ruyu waiting at the door, "Ms. Song, what have I done that you don't like?"
He looked distressed, and Ruyu's face was stained with helplessness. Jiang Wan was speechless and said lightly:
"Isn't Mr. Wen doing good things? It's not good to be away for too long."
She didn't answer the question, but Wen Ruyu understood that Jiang Wan was not interested in his skin at all.
Listening to the crackling wind and the hurling rain outside, Wen Ruyu changed the topic.
"It's very windy and rainy outside. I don't know when it will stop. Mrs. Song..."
"Mr. Wen, I still have something to do!"
Jiang Wan interrupted Wen Ruyu's chatter and passed by the lobby carrying a water bag.
When she was filling the hot water, she quietly mixed in some space water. When she returned to the room, Jiang Wan handed the water bag to Song Jiuyuan and the others.
"The weather has gotten a lot colder. Let's drink some hot water."
As she spoke, she took out a few oil paper packages from the space under the cover of her backpack, "I asked someone to replace them."
She also couldn't remember that this was the chicken drumstick that was readily available there. It was cooked food and more suitable for eating now.
Of course, Jiang Wan was careful when handing it to Mrs. Song. Even so, the fragrance still filled the room.
This is Datongpu. There are about twenty people in the whole Tongpu. As soon as the fragrance comes out, it attracts everyone's attention.
However, due to Jiang Wan's power, no one dared to say anything, but they couldn't help but quietly swallowed.
"Eat."
The chicken legs were paired with dry food. Jiang Wan ate very deliciously. The water in her water bladder was not water but juice that she had replaced from space.
The fruit trees in the space are already bearing fruit. When Jiang Wan has time, she squeezes some juice manually, which is very refreshing.
Unfortunately, this comfort may not last long, as the heavy rain will bring cooling.
The bedding used by everyone in Datong Shop was very thin. After all, all the money they had on them was plundered when they were exiled.
Those who received assistance could only make do with the bedding they bought, but Jiang Wan and the others were different. She specially bought thick beddings from the space.
Everyone put on thick cotton clothes again. If it weren't for the unpleasant smell in Datong Shop, they could still live a pretty good life.
Mrs. Song was sewing and mending with needle and thread, while Jiang Wan directed Song Jiuchi and Song Jiuli to help process the herbs.
And she took the herbs and ground them little by little. It was a good thing to make the heart-protecting pills earlier.
As for Song Jiuyuan, he was lying there helplessly, giving people the illusion of decadence.
In fact, Jiang Wan knew that he was slowly recovering his internal energy, and there were occasional internal energy fluctuations around his body.
There was a strong wind and heavy rain outside all day long, and Jiang Wan also got something from the space at noon.
Everyone had more or less solid food to eat. Although they were jealous at the moment, they didn't do anything excessive.
Ginseng was a bit eye-catching. While going to the latrine, Jiang Wan secretly went to the space and processed the ginseng before returning to Datongpu.
Around evening, Jiang Wan went up to the second floor of the inn with the prepared heart-protecting pills.
Pan Hongyan was particularly happy when he saw Jiang Wan, "Ms. Song."
"The heart-protecting pills you requested have been prepared. Take one pill a day after meals."
Jiang Wan handed the small bamboo tube to Pan Hongyan, who was full of excitement.
"Thank you, Mrs. Song!"
As he spoke, he took the Heart-protecting Pill and took out a money bag from his pocket, "My lord said, this is your reward."
Although Jiang Wan never mentioned it, Mr. Chu was not a person who liked to take advantage, so he had already prepared the reward.
"Thank you."
Jiang Wan weighed the light money bag, which probably contained banknotes. She used the cover of her sleeves to throw it directly into the space.
"I have never seen you, sir. Is he feeling unwell?"
Jiang Wan asked in a friendly manner, and the clinker Pan Hongyan's eyes lit up slightly.
"Indeed, if Mrs. Song is convenient, she can take a look at it for my lord."
"OK."
Jiang Wan did not miss any opportunity to get closer. Pan Hongyan went in first to ask for instructions, and soon brought Jiang Wan into the room with a smile.
In the room, Mr. Chu was lying next to the cave with a sad look on his face. When he saw Jiang Wan, he pulled his lips and smiled.
"Ms. Song, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"It's no trouble to use people's money to eliminate disasters for others."
Jiang Wan smiled slightly, her fingertips touched Mr. Chu's pulse, and then a flash of emotion flashed in her eyes.
