Jiang Sheng didn't know much about goods, but he also knew that the jade bracelet was definitely worth a lot of money. He must have thirty taels of silver.
"More than that, the water level is very high, at least a thousand taels." Chang Yan lowered his voice as if he knew what they were thinking.
Not to mention Jiang Sheng, even Wen Zhiyun and Zhang Xianglian were stunned.
Take a thousand taels of jade bracelets to pay for forty cash for meals, this and this.
This is not good.
The waiter on the side stopped his anger and stared at the jade bracelet in surprise. Although ordinary people may not recognize ordinary goods, truly high-end things can always hide their elegance.
Besides, even if it’s an ordinary jade bracelet worth a few taels, it’s a sure profit.
The clerk stretched out his hand to touch it with a smile on his face, "That's it, but you have to keep your word."
Tan Yue took a breath of air from the side and forcibly turned her head away from looking.
Sooner or later, Jiang Sheng, like a nimble Cuju ball, rushed to the jade bracelet, snatched it away, and then put down forty coins, finishing it in one go.
The boy's hand fell on the forty coins.
Jiang Sheng held the jade bracelet and felt that it was warm and delicate to the touch, cold and smooth. When she pinched it for a while, it returned a touch of warmth, which did not make people feel cold and uncomfortable.
It’s really a good thing that I’ve never seen before.
Before she could say anything, the waiter beside her became anxious, "Why are you robbing people in broad daylight? Return the jade bracelet to me!"
Saying that, he was about to grab it.
Mrs. Jiang's expression suddenly changed, Wen Zhiyun and Chang Yan both lowered their faces and stood in front of their sister.
"No, you are not allowed to hurt my sister." Wen Zhiyun rarely spoke loudly, but unfortunately it was not lethal.
"If you have something to say, say it carefully. It would be bad if you actually use your hands." Chang Yan's voice was cold.
The clerk was very angry, "Obviously you robbed my things first, and now you are threatening me. Does Fengjing still have the law?"
These words attracted several passers-by to stop and watch.
Jiang Sheng quickly stuck his head out and explained, "What you want is forty wonton coins, and I've already given it to you. This jade bracelet is too expensive, so I have to return it to the old lady."
After saying that, he walked up to Mrs. Jiang and spread his palms angrily.
Apparently the little girl still holds grudges about being blackmailed last time.
But that doesn't stop her from being kind-hearted and helpful.
What a weird little guy.
Mrs. Jiang took the jade bracelet and felt the soft body temperature in her palm. She was speechless for a long time.
"But the jade bracelet was given to me voluntarily by my wife. Why do you stop her?" The man still wanted to struggle.
Jiang Sheng didn't tolerate him, "Don't you know the price of a jade bracelet? What's the price of two bowls of wontons? Forty coins are exchanged for a jade bracelet. Are you a wonton stall or a pawn shop?"
The guy's face was frozen and frustrated.
On the other hand, the people around him laughed and gave Jiang Sheng a thumbs up.
Jiang Sheng, who has never been afraid of strangers, actually started chatting with the people around him, "Uncle, aunt, am I right?"
"Yes, that's so right." Everyone agreed.
No one hates a quirky little girl.
Mrs. Jiang's heart became softer and softer, and for a moment she even decided that even if Jiang Sheng was not a descendant of the Jiang family, she still wanted to have something to do with this little girl.
"Okay, okay, we have to leave, see you all." The little girl didn't want to fight, she picked up her two brothers and climbed into the carriage.
Mrs. Jiang handed the jade bracelet to Tan Yue and whispered a few words in her ear.
Tan Yue took the order and quickly stopped in front of Jiang Sheng's carriage. After saying a few words, she turned back.
He still held the warm and clear jade bracelet in his hand.
"Old madam, the girl said that no merit will be rewarded. Forty yuan of wonton money is nothing, and sixty yuan of sugar-fried chestnuts is nothing." Tan Yue reported while looking at her master, "The girl also said ...If you are really serious, return a hundred coins to Jiuzhenfang."
Mrs. Jiang laughed.
Saying she is generous sometimes makes her really stingy, saying she is stingy sometimes makes her really generous.
I don’t know what this child went through when he was a child.
Calculating the time, the second letter from Anshui County should have arrived.
Mrs. Jiang cheered up and got into the carriage with Tan Yue's support, "Go back to Jiang's house."
After waiting patiently for two days, the second letter arrived.
Unlike the thick stack last time, this time there was only three thin pages.
This gave Mrs. Jiang a bad feeling in her heart. Jiang Sheng wrote fifteen pages in four years from the age of eight to eleven. How come he only had three pages in the first eight years of his life.
She opened it tremblingly, and the words on the first page were shocking.
The orphan girl Jiang Sheng was transferred to Xieyang County, Anshui County when she was still in her infancy, and was thrown on the county road.
Her kind-hearted mother-in-law took her back and fed her with brown rice cereal until she was one and a half years old. She passed away due to illness.
The baby, who was just about to run away, accompanied her mother-in-law's body and lived on rotten rice cereal for seven days. She was discovered by a neighbor. After burying her mother-in-law, the neighbor picked her up.
Neighbors raised her until she was two years old, but due to lack of food rations after giving birth to her daughter, they had no choice but to abandon her at the market in Shili Town. She was picked up again by a couple to feed her, but unfortunately she also had her own direct bloodline not long after.
When there is not enough food to eat, Jiang Sheng, who is not related by blood, has no choice but to wander the streets again, picking up rotten cabbage, eating the scraps dropped by others, and sleeping in the straw nests of stray dogs.
There are also good people who can't bear it, so they feed them a few mouthfuls when they see them, and they live to be five years old one after another. Although they have grown older, they have bigger heads and smaller shoulders due to year-round hunger and cold.
During this period, a nine-year-old street boy spent some time with her, providing each other with warmth and giving her some happiness. Unfortunately, it only took more than half a year before she was tempted away by a stronger beggar and joined the group that bullied the weak.
In the winter of the same year, five-year-old Jiang Sheng barely survived in the snow. It was Zhang Xianglian who gave her hot water and rice, and then took her back to the ruined temple in Shilipu Village, which gave her a life that didn't feel like home. Home.
From the age of five to seven, because she became more and more clever, she began to learn to steal food. She was beaten no less than seven or eight times. Some gave her two symbolic slaps, and some beat her until she was covered in bruises and could not move for three days. Fortunately, she was All survived.
Lucky is such a sarcastic word.
You can call her lucky to have survived, or you can call her unlucky to have suffered like this.
Mrs. Jiang lowered her head and said nothing. Big drops of tears fell on the envelope, smearing the ink words.
Tan Yue was worried next to her, but she didn't dare to say anything.
Scroll further down and see the guess of Jiang Sheng’s age.
According to the description of her mother-in-law and neighbors, the infant Jiang Sheng should have been six or seven months old at that time. There is no way to judge her age based on her subsequent body shape, but when added up, the age is consistent with Jiang Sheng's current age of eleven.
According to the memories of neighbors, Jiang Sheng was fair and fat at that time. Although he cried loudly after being hungry for a day, his voice was loud and healthy, so that the whole village was wondering who would abandon such a normal child.
The only doubt is that the furoshiki used to wrap the child is very ordinary and does not have any characteristics of a wealthy family. It is just the most ordinary cotton cloth and cannot be used to prove Jiang Sheng's identity.
Of course, this is for outsiders.
Only Mrs. Jiang understood why. After thinking about it clearly, her eyes were splitting, and she pressed the crutch in her hand hard on the bluestone, "This damn thing!"
"Really, damn it!"
