Does she like it or not?

She couldn't tell herself.

Emotional matters are not her strong point.

But it is undeniable that when she saw Lord Shen covered in blood in front of her, she longed for the knife to be slashed on herself, and she hated to stab all the bandits to death with one sword.

Compared to before, when she mentioned Lord Shen, her mood was not quite the same.

In the past, she really didn't feel anything, and even took the initiative to take advantage of his kindness, but now, she was a little scared, and even wanted to hide, preferring not to see him than to have anything to do with him anymore.

But it's not so much that she's afraid of him, it's better to say that she's more afraid of herself, afraid that she will really fall into that strange emotion.

She is often impulsive and not calm, but now she is calm and almost cold.

"I won't be a concubine, and I won't share a husband with others, in the future, I will recruit a little white face, raise it at home and take care of my father, I just have to work hard outside."

This is what she said to Yun Niang, but it was more like a reassurance to herself.

Now, "unwilling to be a concubine" has become a weapon for her to kill all sides in the emotional world.

"Are you so sure that Lord Shen can't find the best of both worlds?" Yun Niang asked.

"What if you find it? Do you think I'm good at house fighting, or do you like to die? The Shen family is a Longtan tiger's den - I haven't lived enough, my father is the only one like me, and it is impossible to watch me go to death. ”

At this point, there seemed to be nothing more to say, but Yun Niang suddenly said with certainty: "You like Lord Shen." ”

Jiang Han blushed suddenly, and said fiercely: "Don't you also like Xu Xiucai, what can you do in the end?" ”

Yun Niang was a little hurt, bit her lip and looked at her, and said for a long time: "Actually, I don't like him, my selfishness is more than my good impression of him......"

"How do you know I'm not?!"

Yun Niang left bored, but Jiang Han tossed and turned all night without falling asleep, his brain was wild all night, but in the morning it was blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But Jiang Han has never been a person who is too entangled in such a thing as feelings - just spread it out and say it, or stuff her head into the sand to hide, she chose the latter.

So, after going out, she continued to devote herself to a series of work to prepare for the new store as if nothing happened.

The basic decoration of the shop has come to an end, and the kitchen utensils have long been made by someone or contacted the seller.

These things are important, either customized or selected with good quality, and it cost nearly fifty taels of silver.

Although she is no longer short of money, she is not ready to spend more.

The money earned by the seller, after paying off the debt, has a few hundred taels left, half of which she is going to open an idea workshop - that is, a modern planning company.

After several campaigns, she is now famous, and sooner or later someone will come to her.

And Zhou Banxian and Han Beggar, who have a tacit understanding, have become her original team in a sense-the right time and place, but it takes a little brains, if she can't take advantage of this momentum and make a little scale, she feels that she will be punished by God.

And her family's hot sauce, she originally wanted to deliberately tease Zhu Yang, but who knew that it was unexpectedly popular - in just ten days, her family's inventory was about to sell out.

For the next batch of hot sauce, she has already asked the two aunts to buy materials, and Huang Yuanwai's reaction is also very fast, as early as five days ago, he signed an exclusive supply agreement with her for half a year.

Although the price is discounted to three taels of silver per jar, according to the current usage, she and Yun Niang must build a workshop and find someone to do it to keep up with the shipment.

Unexpectedly smooth, Jiang Han turned from negative to positive, and successfully became a rich man, in the eyes of many people, she really didn't need to open any more tea restaurants.

But Jiang Han felt that there were too many accidents on her, today was lucky, and she didn't know which day might be very unlucky, so she felt that the unexpected things were not very reliable, and she couldn't get carried away, so she had to stick to her dreams and continue to open a shop.

She felt that she had already understood that fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and the truth of not being extremely Tailai, so she decided to be a person who does not take pleasure in things, does not feel sad about herself, and moves forward calmly.

Although she may not be able to do this if she pulls it too high and has some sore teeth, she will try to get closer, after all, she doesn't want to be teased by God anymore.

To insist on his dreams, Jiang Han adhered to the principle of dead card budgeting and eliminating unnecessary expenses.

So, she spliced Yun Niang's unfinished handkerchiefs, purses, and fan sleeves together, inlaid them on a long wooden board, covered with a layer of clear paper, and pressed wooden strips around them to form a nondescript pendant, which was placed in a private room upstairs.

He also asked Xiao An to write a pair of words, draw a picture, and hang them in the other two boxes after framing.

Even the bamboo basket that Daddy Jiang made up in his spare time has become an ornament on the desk.

In addition to these gadgets, she also got two sets of second-hand desks and screens, which are said to cost only one-third of the original price.

When Lu Tong followed Fu Siyu to the shop and saw these things, he couldn't help but be a big derogatory.

"Where did you get this dirty stuff? This is a restaurant where you eat, and when the guests see these rags, can they still eat? ”

Jiang Han glanced at him and said, "What do you know, this is called nostalgic wind!" I haven't cleaned it up yet, I haven't set it up, and when it's done, it's sure to make people feel at home. ”

"Heh, you just blow it, anyway, you Jiang Xiaoer is already in Luoxia Town, and you are recognized as the person who can boast and praise the most."

Lu Tong suddenly stopped, squinted dangerously, and rebuked irrefutably: "Yesterday, I asked you to go to the Inspection Department to hold a hot pot banquet for my mother, why didn't you go?" What's the matter, when you make money, your shelf is bigger, right?! ”

The smile on Jiang Han's face was closed, and his ears closed automatically, not wanting to talk to him about this unpleasant topic.

She pointed to Xiao An's painting and said, "Young Master Lu, look, my Xiao An is a good painter, right?" I think it's not bad compared to you, he has never worshipped a famous teacher!"

When Lu Tong heard this, he looked at the picture of the harvest with disgust, and was successfully diverted.

"It's called a good drawing?! I said Jiang Xiaoer, can you be more vulgar? Look at this painting - it's too yellow here, it's too red here, and there's nothing to be gained except to see what it is. ”

"But my Xiao An is only ten years old, can he paint like this, isn't he a genius?" Jiang Han said deliberately.

Lu Tongdeng was stimulated.

He thinks that Danqing is the most important thing in his six arts, except for riding and shooting, he doesn't call himself a genius, someone dares to call himself a genius in front of him?!

"You countryman really don't know anything, this young master will come to paint you a picture today, so that you can see what a genius is! Komatsu, go back to the inspection department to take the master's pen and ink Danqing. ”

Seeing this, Fu Siyu bit her lip and didn't laugh, Jiang Han winked at her secretly, and said to Lu Tong seriously: "Then dare to be kind, or you can draw two pictures of welcoming guests, and I will hang them at the corner of the middle hall and stairs for the guests to comment." ”