Capítulo 132: Is it enough?
"Brother Jin, is five hundred taels enough to buy a house in Yunzhou?" Gulan swung the banknotes in her hand.
Looking at the five hundred taels in Gulan's hand, Xiang Yunjin not only lamented Gulan's speed in making money, but also thought about the fact that his chief guard only received twenty taels of salary a month. It seems that the sick lady is not short of money, so the reward is really not low.
"Isn't it enough? The housing prices in big cities are just high." Seeing Xiang Yunjin not speaking, Gulan muttered to herself.
Big cities, housing prices, new words again. This guy has a lot of new words in his mouth.
"It's enough," Xiang Yunjin finally replied. Even if it's not enough, he will make it enough.
"Really?" Gulan stared at Xiang Yunjin seriously, and was completely relieved when she saw him nod. But it is also quite expensive. Five hundred taels for a house is enough for poor people to spend in several lifetimes. Stuffing the banknotes into her pocket, Gulan couldn't help thinking. In this way, she will still have a lot of money left and can make other plans.
For example, the foundation of the people... land. No matter how much money you have, it is not as good as having land. Food is the guarantee that you will not go hungry. If possible, Gulan wanted to buy a manor, but the name of the manor sounded very grand, and she didn't know if she had enough money. If not, she would have to earn money first. With a clear mind, Gulan stopped thinking about it and started preparing food for the evening.
I promised my son to cook something delicious, but I was delayed for some time because I had to go out. Now it's getting dark, so I have to break my promise. Fortunately, I have some pastries to serve, so my son probably won't be angry. The idea of stewing pheasant with mushrooms had to be shelved. It was delicious, but it took too much time. The porridge has been cooked by Daya, so stewing mushrooms is no longer possible, but making an omelet is still possible. Thinking of this, Gulan began to prepare.
By the time AnAn and Daya came back happily, Gulan had already spread out several beds. As soon as the two children came in, they smelled the rich fragrance.
"Dad, it smells so good! You've made something delicious again." AnAn immediately snuggled up to the fire and squeezed next to Uncle Jin who was making the fire.
"Your little nose is really sharp. We'll be able to eat it in a while." As Gulan spoke, she shook the pan and flexibly turned the omelet over, revealing the golden and oily side, which looked very appetizing.
Xiang Yunjin was also attracted by the egg pancakes and was willing to be the fire-maker. This was the first time for him to make a fire since he was a child. After being rejected many times, he gradually mastered the temperature that Gulan needed. The third and fourth pancakes on the plate were burnt because they were cooked overcooked.
After it got completely dark, two adults and three children sat in the tent digesting the food in their stomachs. The faint smell of oil still lingered in the tent. It's so delicious that AnAn has already made a reservation for the next meal.
On the other side, Guo Yi and his team, whose speed was affected by the rain, also arrived at this slope. At Guo Yi's order, the team stopped. Along the way, this is the most suitable place to rest. There is a slightly higher slope and many trees. No wonder the doctor and his group chose to rest here.
"Miss, please rest here for a while," said Guo Yi.
"Yeah," Wen Ai responded in the carriage. We can't go any further. It's too dark, and the rain seems to be getting heavier.
"Pitch the tents!" Guo Yi said, and except for a few people who were guarding the carriage, everyone else started to move. Using the materials available on the carriage, several tents were pitched in no time. One of the largest and most luxurious-looking tents had a waterproof tarpaulin covering the floor.
"Miss, it's done."
"Okay." Wen Ai followed the two maids and moved from the carriage to the tent.
At this time, Gulan didn't know that the young lady she had saved with medicine not long ago was so close to her, only a hundred meters away. The sound of the rain blocked out any movement from Wen Ai's side, and even Xiang Yunjin didn't notice it. The next day, the rain that had lasted for a day and two nights finally stopped, but the temperature dropped significantly. A slight chill seeped in through the tent, and even though she was covered with the quilt, Gulan felt cold. She quickly dressed herself and wrapped her son tightly, then went out of the tent to get clothes from the carriage.
Whether it is her, her son or the two little girls, they all need to put on more clothes.
The original owner's health was too poor. If it were her, she wouldn't need to wear more clothes in this temperature. Fortunately, everything is developing in the right direction. She believe that after the New Year, the original owner's body should be almost recovered.
"Brother Jin?" Gulan shouted.
"Come in," Xiang Yunjin replied from inside the carriage.
As soon as I came in, she saw Xiang Yunjin who was neatly dressed. Although he had changed his clothes, it was obvious that he didn't put on any extra clothes. People with good physique are different, and Gulan is a little envious. Gulan also helped Brother Jin dress up before getting out of the cart with the clothes. She put on one more piece of clothing than yesterday, and then chose a slightly drier place to stretch my body.
At the same time, the ancients also discovered that there was a group of people a hundred meters away. When she saw one of the familiar faces, she already knew who the other person was. She didn't expect them to come here too. Gulan did not move forward. They were already even after saving the man and paying her. There was no need to try to get close to him by flattering him.
After breakfast, the village chief came to inform us that we would postpone our journey for one day because it had been raining for too long and we didn't want to walk in the mud, so we had to wait. Almost everyone had expected it, so when they woke up in the morning, they were all calm and not in a hurry to pack up their tents.
Wen Ai also woke up in the early morning and found that there was another group of people in the place where she chose to stay last night.
"Guard Guo, who are those people?" Wen Ai looked at the simple tents not far away and asked Guo Yi who had been guarding her.
"Miss, I don't know either, but judging by their attire, they are most likely disaster victims who have drifted here."
"Disaster victims?"
"So, the doctor you brought yesterday might also be a disaster victim. I remember he said he was a village doctor."
"Miss, you are so good at predicting things. The doctor from yesterday is right here." Guo Yi looked admiring.
"Okay, stop flattering me. What do you mean by predicting things? When we passed by here yesterday, we didn't see any village at all. It's too easy to predict things like a god." Wen Ai smiled. Girls of fifteen or sixteen are in their prime, and Wen Ai's face was extremely beautiful. Although she smiled slightly, she stunned everyone around her, including Guo Yi.
Her skin is whiter than snow, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, and when she looks around, she has an elegant and noble temperament that captivates people, makes them feel ashamed of themselves, and dares not to blaspheme. Everyone including Guo Yi lowered their heads suddenly.
"Now that the rain has stopped, let's finish our meal and continue our journey." Wen Ai looked at the group of tents not far away and said lightly.
"Yes, Miss," Guo Yi accepted the order.
Not long after, a group of people led by Guo Yi escorted the carriage and disappeared on the slope.
Gulan just took a glance and then went about her own business.
"It's the person you saved yesterday." Xiang Yunjin glancing Gulan. The carriage mark flashing in the sunlight made his eyes flicker.
It turned out to be her. It was no wonder that she was having a seizure yesterday.
"Hmm." Gulan glanced at Xiang Yunjin and replied with a word. She was surprised for a moment about his sudden curiosity, then put it behind her and continued with what she was doing. She was helping her son carve a wooden sword. The child accidentally saw Xiang Yunjin's sword and wanted it. Gulan couldn't ignore it, so she could only help her son carve a fake one.
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