I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Yao Niang went crazy when she heard this, "You are talking nonsense. Who do you think you are? Master Qi has completely forgotten about you! I am the concubine that Master Six took into the house. No matter how proud you people are, they are just a concubine." Low-grade whore!”

Bai Zhi: "..."

When Bai Zhi said this, she didn't take it to heart, but she could feel the aura of the girls around her suddenly changing dramatically.

We are all prostitutes, who can listen to this!

Li Yue slammed the table, "Aren't you also a prostitute? You sound like you are so noble! Master Feng Liu is dead, and now you are just a maid at Master Seven, not even a concubine! Can you? If we can’t serve food on the table, we still need the ladies to nod, right?”

Li Yue took the lead in scolding each other, and the scolding battle got out of hand. It was a large-scale scene of mutual harm.

Yao Niang couldn't scold everyone on her own. She was scolded angrily by them and shed tears. She pointed at Bai Zhi angrily and said, "You said you can make people full of food? Didn't she eat the bird's nest and not take a bite from you? You guys are really another person." Stupid and stupid, you were cheated and you still count money! Will she share it with you if she has something good? If she only has a bowl of soup now, will she be willing to share it with you low-class people? "

After scolding so many words, this one was slightly lethal, making Bai Zhi a little nervous.

The scene fell silent. This issue cannot stand the test. Everyone knows the taste of hunger and has experienced cruel competition.

If Bai Zhi cannot answer this question well, then her prestige will be destroyed!

Bai Zhi took a deep breath, raised her eyes and said to Yao Niang, "The girl is right. If I only have a bowl of soup now, of course I will choose to fill my stomach without hesitation."

Yao Niang breathed a sigh of relief and became proud in an instant.

"But!" Bai Zhihu raised her voice, "If I share this bowl of soup with everyone, will they be able to eat enough? Can they survive if each person has a mouthful of soup?"

Everyone was silent, as this question seemed unsolvable.

Bai Zhi said earnestly, "Girl, what I want to do is not give them that bowl of soup so that they can get some sporadic comfort. What I want to do is turn one bowl of soup into two, three, four and countless bowls." ! After letting them fill their stomachs, there will be leftover soup to sell for money! Share it with others!"

Bai Zhi was always calm, put her hands firmly on the table, and looked at Yao Niang firmly, "Does the girl understand?"

Li Yue understood. She looked at Bai Zhi's bright eyes and felt her heart beat faster and her face felt a little hot.

Hua Yun also understood and kept nodding her head. What she said made sense!

The rest of the people also understood. What's not to be trusted about the person who can bring Ying Honglou back to life?

"You..." Yaoniang lost the battle of words, and Master Qi's prestige seemed to have no effect at this time.

"Girl, please leave after you understand. Since you look down on Yinghonglou, don't stay here for a long time!"

Bai Zhi continued to pick up the bird's nest. Although she felt that angering this woman now might cause unnecessary trouble, she must protect Yinghonglou's dignity, otherwise who would be willing to fight with her?

The future is all about risking your life!

Bai Zhi said something, and the turtle slaves picked up the broom and drove the person out.

Yao Niang was so angry that she ran back to Master Qi's mansion desperately, hoping to beg Master Qi to vent her anger.

But she couldn't enter Master Qi's door.

Today is the young master's birthday, and the family is eating around the table. She begs the housekeeper to let her see Master Qi, but the housekeeper belongs to the ladies, so how can he pass the message for her?

She really didn't even have a title, and no one would call her Madam. The sixth master was killed by the seventh master, so how could the seventh master be so nice to her?

Those ladies have long thought that apart from these women who are around the Seventh Master, they all have incredible natal families, and even the Seventh Master will give them face, and Yao Niang does not dare to mess with them.

It was two days later that she spoke to Master Qi.

Yao Niang was very excited to finally be able to complain to Master Qi, "Master Qi, Yao Niang has been bullied, you have to make the decision for Yao Niang!"

Master Qi didn't look at her. He didn't seem to hear what she said clearly, so he just hummed.

Yao Niang thought he had agreed, so she told him the cause and effect.

"Huh? Miss Snow? Who is it?" Master Qi was a little stunned.

"It's from Yinghonglou..." Yao Niang said quickly.

"Oh...are you from Yinghonglou? It turns out you are a prostitute! I thought you were picked up by Brother Six from the countryside!"

The seventh master said, and walked away with a cold face. If he let a prostitute in, his sixth brother must have something wrong with his mind! Fortunately, he died, which really ruined the Feng family's family tradition!

Yao Niang only felt that his face was a little scary. It was autumn, but it made her feel a biting pain.

*

Meng Wenjing felt that the current situation was very bad. The drug store was in a mess. When the brothel woman was there, everything seemed very simple.

Keeping track of medications, cleaning, and inventory inventory, shouldn’t these be simple things?

He looked at Ayu's small back, stepped on the small stool and tiptoed hard to reach the medicine in the medicine cabinet.

Not to mention whether she can remember the location of the medicine, just talking about her height is already a huge problem.

He recruited two people, one of whom stole his money and ran away, and the remaining one, just like the toad, poked and moved, poked again, and moved again...

Meng Wenjing just poked at the toad all day long, until his throat started to smoke.

He didn't believe in evil, so he changed two people. He claimed that a person was literate, but he knew no more than twenty characters in total. He accused the other person of being a liar, and the other person said confidently, "Twenty characters are also Chinese characters!"

The remaining one was not lazy and could barely read, but Meng Wenjing couldn't spare the time to teach him.

Ayu, on the other hand, has made great progress. He is proficient himself and teaches others at the same time.

Just for these few people, it was not uncommon for them to take the wrong medicine, which made Meng Wenjing anxious and sleepless until dawn.

Suddenly, I remembered the face of the brothel woman, the way she wiped the counter, and the swollen cheeks that she could use to move the weights little by little when weighing. When the scales reached balance, she would always feel as if she breathed a sigh of relief, slightly longer. Breathing out, the lips will purse slightly.

The more I think about it, the more it becomes like a torrential downpour that is out of control.

The slight frown on her eyebrows when asking questions, the wrists exposed when she rolled up her sleeves, her cleanly manicured nails, the slightly protruding veins on the back of her hands, the bits of hair she brushed behind her ears...

And the look in his eyes that made his hair stand on end when he left that night.

He actually wanted to give her an umbrella.

Why didn't she come to see Ayu? The brothel girl just didn't have the heart, and her own daughter could just ignore it and ignore it!

This anxious state lasted for several nights. Meng Wenjing prescribed a soothing soup for himself, but thinking of these messy things, he still couldn't sleep.

Before dawn, the rooster crows.

Meng Wenjing heard a noise in the courtyard, so he put on his shirt and went out to take a look.

It was Ayu. She was holding two jars, looking around furtively.

Meng Wenjing kept an eye on it, hid it, and watched Ayu's actions closely.

I saw her carefully putting on a stool, taking sulfur and saltpeter and putting them into jars respectively. Then she hugged the two jars and trotted out, followed by Meng Wenjing.

It was still dark, but she seemed not to be afraid at all and kept running towards a certain destination.

Until she stopped at a small arch bridge, she hugged her legs and waited for a while, as if waiting for someone.

It was getting light, and the person she was waiting for arrived.