Before confiscating the house, the medical concubine emptied the enemy's warehouse to flee fami

"The Taoist master is very good at dealing with these people, but we are doing something unnecessary."

Jiang Wan couldn't help but laugh. Taoist priest Minghui dared to accept so many children, so he must have some tricks.

They can handle it themselves.

"There are many children in Sanqingguan. If you have any needs, you can write to me."

Song Jiuyuan said this as a prince, and Taoist Master Minghui nodded in a good mood.

"Then I'll be grateful to the prince for taking care of me from now on."

"I still have some cotton-padded clothes and quilts here, not many. You take them first and use them."

Jiang Wan thought of the thin clothes and quilts of the disciples in Sanqing Temple, and pulled out a lot of clothes from the luggage of the carriage.

She also quietly slipped some of them out of the space, because there weren't many and they weren't noticeable.

As early as when Song Jiuyuan and the others were packing their luggage, she quietly went to the kitchen of Sanqingguan.

They moved five hundred kilograms of coarse grains and five hundred kilograms of fine grains from the space and put them into the warehouse. They would find out later.

"Thank you."

Taoist Master Minghui directed the disciples to move in, gave Jiang Wan and the others a few amulets, and then sent them down the mountain.

"Wanwan is so kind that she gave away all our quilts. We have to go to town to buy some more cotton-padded clothes and quilts."

Song Jiuyuan did not blame Jiang Wan. He himself was not a kind person, but he would never stop Jiang Wan from doing good deeds.

So after going down the mountain, they first went to the nearest Dumu Town. The journey was dusty, and they first found the nearest noodle shop to sit down.

One person ordered a bowl of noodles. Cheng Jin took a bite and said, "I didn't expect this restaurant to make pretty good noodles."

Although it is not as good as what Jiang Wan makes, it is still more delicious than what ordinary people make.

Fu Ling was a little silent along the way, thinking that the matter of immortality still gave her a lot of feelings.

Jiang Wan was worried that she was overthinking, so she gave her some shredded meat, "What are you thinking about?"

"Uncle Junior, I want to go back to Yaowang Valley!"

Fu Ling suddenly thought clearly, whether her parents abandoned her intentionally or accidentally lost her.

She had to go look for it and give herself an answer.

But before setting off, she wanted to find the master again to ask for details.

"Since you have decided, I won't stop you. It's quite a distance from Yaowang Valley, so you must be careful."

Jiang Wan is not a domineering person, not to mention that Fuling used to practice medicine alone.

But Cheng Jin said coyly: "Then I will go to Yaowang Valley with you."

"What are you going to do?"

Fuling frowned, "Didn't you say you wanted to handle Jiangnan's business? I, Yaowang Valley, don't have your Cheng family's business."

Cheng Jin: ...

How does it feel to shoot yourself in the foot?

Maybe that's why he's so embarrassed right now? !

Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other. They knew that Cheng Jin wanted to talk to Fuling alone.

They wisely left together to buy supplies, and before leaving, they even took the expressionless Mu Xiang away.

Muxiang was still muttering along the way, "Master, senior sister obviously doesn't want to take Mr. Cheng with her."

"Muxiang, do you hate Cheng Jin?"

Jiang Wan finally noticed that Mu Xiang clearly didn't want Cheng Jin to catch Poria.

Hearing this, Muxiang scratched her hair in embarrassment, "I just don't think he is worthy of senior sister."

"Whether you are worthy or not is up to us. It depends on your senior sister's own thoughts."

Jiang Wan raised her hand and rubbed Mu Xiang's hair, comforting her with a gentle voice, "If your senior sister doesn't like it, even the best man is of no use."

"That's what it says."

Mu Xiang recalled the harm Cheng Jin had done to Poria cocos before, "But I always feel that senior sister and Mr. Cheng are like flowers stuck in cow dung."

Obviously the cow dung is Cheng Jin.

Song Jiuyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Fu Ling is returning to Yaowang Valley alone. It would be nice to have a companion. Cheng Jin may be able to protect him at the critical moment."

"Master, are you sure it's not my senior sister who is protecting him?"

Mu Xiang curled her lips in disgust, and Song Jiuyuan touched the tip of his nose awkwardly.

He suddenly felt a little lucky that he only accepted Mu Xiang as his apprentice when he and Wanwan had a good relationship.

Otherwise, with Mu Xiang's appearance of protecting the calf, he might not be considered worthy of Wan Wan.

If Mu Xiang heard this, she would definitely nod. After all, that was how she felt.

"Okay, the food is not enough. Let's supply some."

Jiang Wan cleverly changed the subject, selfishly not wanting to interfere with Fuling's decision.

Hearing this, Mu Xiang's eyes sparkled, and she counted on her fingers, "Master, actually I have enough clothes.

Just add more to you and senior sister, and I can still eat whole grains. "

She thought about how much money her master had given Taoist Master Minghui, and she was a little worried that Jiang Wan didn't have enough money.

The corner of Song Jiuyuan's mouth twitched, "Master, if you have money, just buy it."

"If it weren't for you, master, I would still open so many shops."

Jiang Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They chatted and laughed as they entered the grain store, bought grain and loaded it on the carriage.

In front of so many people, Jiang Wan did not exchange food for the space.

These days, she has been diligently growing food and medicinal materials in the space, and the warehouse in the space has accumulated a lot.

Song Yi was responsible for transporting the food back to the noodle shop where they stayed, while Jiang Wan and the others continued to buy clothes.

This small town was not big, with only one ready-made clothing store. Just looking at the clothes in the store, Jiang Wan was a little dissatisfied.

“Don’t you have thicker cotton-padded clothes and quilts?”

Regardless of the style, Jiang Wan is more concerned about the fact that the cotton here is not thick at all.

"Sir, this is already the best cotton-padded jacket and quilt in the shop."

The shopkeeper smiled flatteringly, "This year it is colder than in previous years, and there is less cotton, so we can only make it thinner."

"Master, I'll just wear the one from before."

For Mu Xiang, the cotton clothes at this time are already excellent. After all, before she met the master, she basically had to survive the winter.

"Muxiang, can you make cotton clothes?"

Song Jiuyuan wanted to buy some cotton for Mu Xiang to make. Just as Mu Xiang was about to nod, Jiang Wan made up her mind and said:

"Just buy this."

She sighed and found an opportunity to get some clothes and quilts from the space.

She wasn't cold, after all, her uncle and aunt had prepared a lot of furs for her, so she wouldn't be cold.

The worst case scenario is using fur as a quilt.

"Good."

The shopkeeper's wife was excitedly packing the cotton-padded clothes and quilts that Jiang Wan had chosen. At this moment, a row of officials rushed in.

"Take out all the cotton clothes and quilts in your shop!"

"Officer, this is?"

The shopkeeper's wife was a little confused, looking at these officials with bewildered faces.

Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan didn't understand the meaning of these people's sudden actions.

"The soldiers at the border need cotton-padded clothes and quilts. This is an opportunity for you to help them."

Next to these officials was a policeman from the town. He said with a serious face, "This is the order of the county magistrate, and it's not just your family."

He quietly gave the shopkeeper a wink, obviously asking her to be more honest and not to offend the people behind her.

The shopkeeper's wife had some friendship with the policeman, so she explained to Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan awkwardly.

"Sir, as you have seen, these cotton-padded clothes and quilts are not for sale for the time being."