Chapter 179: Brimstone

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Xuan Xuan's eyes lit up, hooked his hand at the fat man, pointed to the little face on Ling Caiwei's right, and said with a condescending sense of the emperor's reward for the minions, and said, "You, kiss this side!"

"Ordered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info.lxs.Mobile network dodge, give dad a place. The fat man rubbed his hands together and put on a salivating look.

Ling Caiwei gave him a blank look, stuffed Xuan Xuan into his arms, and knocked it the fat man's head.

"Fat Qi, I haven't seen you for a long time! Don't stare at me like you're glaring at food. This girl is a sea urchin, piercing your mouth. ā€

Xuan Xuan immediately clapped his hands: "Great, mother, Xuan Xuan is a hedgehog, we were born as a pair to tie our father into a cactus." ā€

Ling Caiwei imagined the appearance of the fat man Qi with thorns in his head, and laughed out loud.

Hopefully, the sorrow in my heart will also disappear with the joy brought by their father and son.

Ling Caiwei stayed at Liu's house. Naturally, the guest rooms over there were also returned. She asked the fat man to tell the shopkeeper that Yan Feiying must bring someone to Liu's house when she goes to the inn to look for her.

Although Fat Ziqi and Yan Feiying have liked-for-tat since they were children, they are also a little curious about how the son-in-law, who was outstanding in appearance and suave back then, has changed now.

Ling Caiwei offended the second ancestor He Jizong, and heard the fat man Qi say that the guy almost couldn't wake up, and he was rescued after three days of sleep. In fact, even if Ling Caiwei didn't use poison that day, this He Jizong would not succeed.

Fat Ziqi had already arranged for the stun medicine to be placed in the wine, and none of He Jizong's subordinates could be spared. Afterwards, the surnamed He smashed the banquet building, but the fat man Qi had already paid the boss double the loss. However, He Jizong didn't ask why.

Ling Caiwei didn't want to go out again in order to avoid trouble, she wrote a list of everything she wanted for Fat Ziqi to go out to purchase, and in addition to eating the food prepared by Fat Qiqi for her all day, she was to play with Xuanxuan.

At night, when Fat Ziqi came back, he saw Ling Caiwei in Xuanxuan's bedroom. Xuan Xuan snuggled in her arms and slept very sweetly. Ling Caiwei also fell asleep, a few strands of hair hanging down on the side of her face, her eyebrows frowning slightly, and she didn't seem to be happy.

Fat Ziqi sat lightly on the edge of the bed, staring at her sleeping face, remembering the letter that the prince asked Siliang to bring to him that day, and between the lines it was that he couldn't let go of her, and asked him to take care of her. However, the prince didn't want her to know.

Now seeing that she looks trapped in love, he is really distressed. For a while, he didn't know whether to tell her the truth and continue to be entangled with the prince for a long time, or to hide it from her according to the prince's wishes.

Long or short, what is best for her? He felt that he was more entangled than she was.

The next day, Fat Ziqi heard that a new tavern had opened on the outskirts of the city, and the chef who cooked the dishes had a special skill that the guests must order, and they were full of praise after eating. When he found out, his heart itched, and he went out to visit early in the morning.

Ling Caiwei carefully stored all the things that Fat Ziqi bought, and closed the door while Xuanxuan was taking a nap and started making iron balls.

She locked the door of the room, locked herself in the room and carefully matched the secret recipe, and she didn't know if it was because the fat man bought the wrong material, or if she hadn't done it for too long, and the sulfur in the ratio suddenly ignited a small cluster of flames for some reason, almost burning Ling Caiwei.

A large hole was burned out of the table, and the fine golden silk nanmu became golden silk charcoal wood.

Ling Caiwei stood in front of a pile of materials, carefully thinking about every detail, and there was no obvious mistake. The only thing that could be problematic is sulfur.

She stirred the sulfur powder with the spoon she had used to make out the wrong color. It seems that someone has done something in the brimstone.

Sulfur is a rare item in mainland China and is available in limited quantities. Since antiquities are rare and expensive, especially pharmacies must have official permission to deal in pure sulfur.

He marked the purity on the list he gave to the fat man, and he couldn't care about the price to buy the cheap one to lie to her. Unless pharmacies sell fakes.

She flipped out the mulberry paper she had thrown aside to wrap the sulphur and saw that the medicine number was printed on the paper. Ling Caiwei used this piece of paper to put away the remaining sulfur and went out.

walked out of the yard and turned back, looked at himself in the bronze mirror, was smoked to a black and a white, lost his true color.

She turned over two veils from a cabinet of clothes that Fat Qi had prepared for her, one black and one white.

She gestured in front of the mirror and put the black one on her face.

Xuan Xuan was still taking a nap, she gave a call to the housekeeper, and went out alone to Deji Hall to return the goods.

The housekeeper offered to run errands for her, but she insisted on going by herself for fear of buying another fake. The housekeeper was not at ease, so he sent a little maid and a little maid to accompany her. These two people knew Dejitang, and they found the pharmacy not long after they took her, and Ling Caiwei was just about to go in, when she suddenly saw a few people walking out of it.

Ling Caiwei hurriedly turned around, hid her body behind the little maid, and waited for the few people to walk away before turning around.

She glanced at the owner of the pharmacy who was still looking at those people with a pious face, and couldn't help frowning: How could Yan Wuxing be here?

When she saw Yan Wuxing, she felt uncomfortable, and the position of Shougong Sha would ache faintly. The humiliating scene by the creek that night, as well as his revenge for hurting Nan Ronglie, seemed to be able to have an end.

She watched the men disappear around the corner of the street before she walked into the pharmacy, and without saying a word, she asked the boss to take out the purest sulfur.

The owner of the pharmacy knows the little guy in Liu's house, and he often runs errands for Liu's family. Now this little guy is standing respectfully behind the woman wearing a black veil, presumably this woman must be a member of the Liu family.

Who in the entire Huaxia Continent doesn't know about Qilin Qianzhuang? Who doesn't know that the fat man Qi of the young owner family? His family members must be a big deal when they come to buy things, and when they think of this, they politely and thoughtfully invite Ling Caiwei to the seat, and let people make the best Tieguanyin entertainment.

Ling Caiwei thought that this store was such a way of hospitality, but she didn't expect that it was because the attendants she brought revealed her identity.

Seeing that the boss was so enthusiastic, her motivation to ask the teacher for guilt weakened. When he saw the sulfur handed over by the boss, he carefully identified it, and sure enough, it was the same as the one she brought.

"Boss, is this sulfur of the highest grade?"

The boss nodded without the slightest hesitation and said, "The entire silver is the purest sulfur in our Deji Hall. You can't buy it anywhere else. ā€

"Is there anything better than that? The price doesn't matter. Ling Caiwei glanced at the little servant, and he immediately stole the silver ticket given by the housekeeper from his arms and put it on the table.

A trace of embarrassment flashed in the boss's eyes, and he looked at the silver ticket on the table as if he was struggling with his thoughts.

Ling Caiwei gave the little guy another look, and the little guy happily took out a silver ticket.

The boss seemed to have made up his mind and asked, "How much sulfur does Madame want?"

Ling Caiwei was drinking tea, and she almost squirted out when she heard his name, choking her to cough.

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Who is Madame?" Ling Caiwei furrowed her eyebrows, unhappy in her heart. But because he was going to sell her the best brimstone, she restrained her temper.

Suddenly, someone at the door shouted, "Madame, of course you are Madame." ā€

Ling Caiwei looked at it fixedly, and her face under the veil instantly changed color.