Chapter 107 Going to town again

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"I would like to hear your sisters sing, but I have important things to attend to, so I won't delay your sisters' business."

Ye Jintang deliberately changed her voice. She wanted a cold, teenage voice, but when she opened her mouth, it still sounded warm and soft, not intimidating at all.

Mother Shen stood in front of her, trying to forcefully drag her to the teahouse to listen to music.

"Master, why are you here?"

Zhou Wuwei walked quickly from a distance and stood directly between Mother Shen and Ye Jintang.

"Alas, here comes another young master."

Shen's mother was about to praise Zhou Wuwei, but before she could say anything, she got stuck in her throat.

Suddenly caught by Zhou Wuwei's cold eyes, Shen's mother shivered inexplicably and chose to shut up and stop talking.

The young man in black in front of her looked like he was not easy to mess with. She really doubted whether she would be beaten.

"Master, please come here. I have something to give to the master."

"How did you find it here? I wanted to go shopping for a while and then go to the warehouse to wait for you."

"This is the only big one in Dongyu Town. If you're a small one, you can wander around here and find your master."

Is Dongyu Town small? Why did she feel so big? She had been shopping for a while just now and didn't even leave the market street.

There were many pedestrians on the street, and the snow that fell yesterday was quickly trampled by people. There was mud everywhere. Ye Jintang's clothes were stained with mud before he walked far.

She secretly thought that when she went to Ningchuan Prefecture, she would let the people there build the roads. These dirt roads were a nightmare after rain and snow.

The two quickly came to the warehouse, where a large carriage was parked with 6 large boxes on it.

"Is this cart of stuff all for me?"

"These are the things that Aunt Zhang and Aunt Liu prepared for the girl. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. The two nuns were afraid that the master would suffer in White Horse Temple, so they asked the younger one to bring more things."

Ye Jintang felt warm in his heart when he looked at the carriage full of things.

Did they think she came to White Horse Temple to endure hardship?

"Go back and tell the two nuns for me that I will accept all their kindness."

"The old lady may have touched the treasury while I was away."

"It has been touched, but the people at the old lady's side are very careful. When the treasury was tampered with, the old lady's yard was locked and no one was allowed to enter."

"Originally, I wanted to climb over the wall and get in, but the yard was full of maids and women patrolling, so I couldn't get in."

Ye Jintang thought to himself that Mrs. Ye was really vigilant. It seemed that she had a lot of good things in her vault.

"Now that we know that the treasury in Fushouyuan has made some progress, you can continue to keep an eye on it later and see if you can find any more useful clues."

"The day after tomorrow you come again to get the medicinal materials, but don't come here before the end of the year."

"When it comes out after the Chinese New Year, our medicine shop will open."

"Yes, I took note of it."

The two talked for a long time. Zhou Wuwei lowered his head and found Xue Tuan squatting at Ye Jintang's feet.

"Oh my god, Snow Tuan, why are you here?"

Zhou Wuwei squatted down in surprise to confirm whether the big white cat in front of him was the snowball they threw.

"I almost forgot to ask you, how many days has it been since the snow dumpling was lost?"

"Master, please forgive me. Two days ago, Grandma Liu was thinking that the Chinese New Year was coming soon, and wanted to give Xue Tuan a bath to celebrate the New Year beautifully. However, when Xue Tuan saw the water, she struggled desperately and rushed out of the house. He disappeared in a matter of seconds."

"The people in our courtyard almost turned the Marquis' Mansion upside down but couldn't find the snow ball. When I came to deliver something to the master today, Aunt Liu told me not to let anything slip. She was afraid that the girl would be embarrassed because of the loss. The snow group is sad."

"Master, please don't punish Mother Liu. She also has good intentions, thinking that the girl is not in the house, so she must take good care of Xue Tuan. When the girl returns to the house, she will be happy looking at the white and fat Xue Tuan. "

"For the past two days since the snow ball was lost, Grandma Liu had hardly slept. She had been looking for it day and night. There was a snowstorm yesterday, and she spent half the afternoon looking for it in her raincoat. When she returned home, her shoes were covered in ice. "

"You go back and tell Aunt Liu that Xuetuan is with me and tell her not to blame herself anymore."

Ye Jintang was not the kind of master who treated his servants harshly. When Grandma Liu gave Snow Tuan a bath, she didn't expect it to be so resistant.

Suddenly an idea appeared in Ye Jintang's mind.

"Wuwei, does everyone in the Hou family know that I lost my snowball?"

"Yes, the whole hospital has been looking for it in the Hou Mansion for two days. Even the old lady knows that we have lost the snowball."

"That's good. When you go back, under the guise of looking for Xue Tuan, walk into the old lady's yard from time to time. Maybe you can find some clues about the vault."

Zhou Wuwei's eyes clearly lit up.

"How come you didn't think of this?"

"It's not too late to go back and look for it now. There are many things going on in the Marquis Mansion at the end of the year, and items in the old lady's vault may be used. Just keep an eye out."

"Yes, I must be very energetic. Whenever I have a chance, I will go to the old lady's Fushou Garden."

After the affairs in the town were settled, Ye Jintang and Zhou Wuwei strolled around the town and ate a bunch of snacks. Then Zhou Wuwei drove the carriage and personally sent Ye Jintang back to the White Horse Temple.

When Ye Jintang went down the mountain in the morning, the road on the mountain was still slippery. When the two returned to the White Horse Temple in the afternoon, the snow on the mountain road had already been trampled by the pilgrims.

Ye Jintang, who was sitting on the carriage, marveled that the people of Tianqin really liked visiting temples. Regardless of men, women, old or young, rich or poor, they would try their best to burn incense sticks in temples years ago.

Ye Jintang lived a very leisurely life in Baima Temple. He practiced Baduanjin every day, read medical books, and collected medicinal materials in the space. His life was extremely comfortable.

Another day passed, and Liuli finally made all the jade cream and pregnancy pills.

"How to use this Jade Face Cream."

In a small round porcelain box, there was a ball of white paste that looked like lard.

Ye Jintang took it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. It had a very obvious smell of Chinese medicine.

"Jade Face Cream is a good thing. Applying Jade Face Cream all the year round can delay aging. However, we are a little young, so using Jade Face Cream now is a bit wasteful."

"Who said it? If we start paying attention to aging from now on, maybe when we have children and grandchildren, we won't have any wrinkles on our faces."

"But now we can find someone to help us try the effect."

As he spoke, Ye Jintang turned to look at Grandma Lou who was roasting sweet potatoes for the two of them.

Grandma Lou is not young. Not to mention the wrinkles on her face, she also has a lot of freckles on her face.

If her use of the jade cream works, she can close her eyes and let Liuli make the jade cream in the future.

The most indispensable thing for noble ladies in the capital is silver. Even if he sells this small piece for 1,000 taels of silver, there will still be ladies who will buy it.

"Wouldn't it be too wasteful to give it to Grandma Lou?"

Liuli was a little reluctant to part with it, as the Jade Cream was filled with precious medicinal materials.