After having something to explain to the court for the dead ghost, the interests of all parties are satisfied to the greatest extent.

Jingzhao Mansion cracked the case of Ning Guofu as quickly as possible, and for a while, many people said that Han Dongfang was the master of Qingtian, not only received verbal praise from the emperor, but also fiercely brushed a wave of folk prestige.

Although Zhang Zhao, who handled this case, did not get much credit, and all the credit was given to Han Dongfang, but he also received Han Dongfang's favor and a reward for a month of rest, which was not a busy situation in vain.

After the house slaves in Ning Guofu were arrested, tortured, and confessed, they never came back, and the slaves who were petty thieves before were also scared stupid and did not dare to commit rebellion again, which can be regarded as making the atmosphere of the entire Ning Guofu better.

Jia Yun took revenge, her heart was even happier, her profit was the greatest, and her thoughts were also accessible.

After Jiao Da taught Jia Zhen a lesson, he also had the depression and evil anger that had accumulated in his heart for many years, and he was all gone, and he didn't know that people still thought he had picked up a gold ingot.

Jia Qiang was not only not suspected by Jia Zhen because of her meritorious call for help, but was made grateful by Jia Qiang's bitter tricks, and treated Jia Qiang more and more kindly, even making Jia Rong next to her wonder if she was Jia Zhen's biological son.

Why is his biological son not as good as Jia Qiang, an "outsider"?

For a while, it seemed that except for Jia Zhenzhen, who was really beaten and lay on the bed to recuperate, everyone else got the benefits, and they were all happy.

.......

The back street of Rongguo Mansion, the back room under the west corridor.

"The way of the university is in Mingmingde, in being close to the people, and in stopping at perfection."

When the second entered the dilapidated house, the voice of the reader was heard.

In order to thank Jia Yun, Jia Qiang gave Jia Yun a lot of things that she received from Jia Zhen, including a rather exquisite stove.

This thing is not cheap, generally only rich and noble families have, ordinary people are reluctant to buy that money, make do with it, use it again and repair it when it is broken, sew and mend it for another three years, this is the life of a real ordinary person.

Large families are different, they don't ask the price of anything, they just ask for the best and most expensive.

The more expensive the luxury, the more sought-after it is in large households.

After Jia Yun got this small stove, she also got some charcoal from Jiao Da, and brought a slurry clay kettle, which is much more convenient to boil water in the future, and there is no need to use a large pot to boil water like before.

The clay pot on the small stove was gurgling endlessly, and thick white smoke was rising, gradually drifting into the sky.

Bu Shi went to Rongguo Mansion to work before dawn, and he had to go out to do odd jobs a little later, and he was not allowed to return home before dark.

Jia Yun looked around, sighed slightly, and said, "Poor! ”

"If only I could have a million taels of silver, I would be able to spend flowers."

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, there is no silver recharge krypton gold card drawing system, then this system can only be a decoration, and it is difficult to get silver, with Jia Yun's current identity and state, it is easy to make a small amount of money, but if you want to earn a hundred taels of silver, you can make money purely by part-time work, and it is not as good as the imperial examination.

As long as the high school lifts people, don't say that it is a hundred taels of silver, even if it is ten thousand taels of silver, it should only be regarded as leisure.

As the saying goes, "Three years of Qing Governor's Mansion, 100,000 snowflakes of silver." ”

With his own fame on his body, are he still afraid that he will not have silver flowers?

Jia Yun frowned and read hard.

While holding an old book in your hand, you can read the contents and understand it.

On the one hand, he held wood in his hand and collected firewood into the boiler to add money.

As the fire became more and more intense, a faint fragrance of rice came from the iron pot, Jia Yun raised his head, held a pu fan in his hand, gently shook the breeze to blow the smoke in front of him, and carefully grasped the fire.

Cooking rice is a delicate job.

Cooking rice in this era is not the same as in Jia Yun's previous life, when rice grains and water are put in the rice cooker, plugged in and you can sit and wait.

In this era, cooking depends on the fire, and when the fire is too big, the rice will be mushy and cannot be eaten.

If the fire is low, it will not be cooked.

Therefore, Jia Yun now has to ensure that the rice is cooked well, but also cannot let the rice stick to the bottom of the pot.

Jia Yun lifted the lid of the pot made of wood, and after glancing inside, he didn't continue to use the fire.

"Just wait."

Jia Yun pondered in her heart, but before the rice in the iron pot was cooked, she suddenly heard a "squeak" opening sound from the courtyard outside the door.

"Brother Yun, I'm coming to see you." Jia Qiang's voice came in from outside.

Jia Qiang's injuries were not too serious, but after simply bandaging them with gauze and applying some herbs, they were all right.

Therefore, after Jia Qiang was almost recuperated from her injury, she bought roast chicken and side dishes, and came over to thank Jia Yun for her help.

Now his life in Ningguo Mansion is very good.

Jia Zhen mistakenly thought that he could save his life, thanks to Jia Qiang's roar that attracted the family, otherwise, he might have been beaten to death by those masked robbers.

In this way, Jia Zhen really treats Jia Qiang as her own son.

It's even better than treating your own son.

Now Jia Qiang was proud of the spring breeze, her face was also full of joy, carrying side dishes and roast chicken, she walked in, casually put the things in her hand on the four-legged wooden table, and looked at Jia Yun who was living and cooking, and said sourly: "Brother Yun, how can you live so hard?"

Jia Qiang came to Jia Yun's house for the first time, and when she saw the layout of this home, she also frowned slightly.

Compared with the luxury of Ning Guofu, Jia Yun's home is indeed shabby.

However, Jia Qiang didn't say much, the hero didn't ask where he came from, if it wasn't for Jia Yun's help in planning this time, how could he be so beautiful? Immediately, he opened the vegetable basket, took out the contents of the table, put them on the table, and asked with a sideways eye, "Brother Yun, come over for dinner?" ”

"Here we are."

Hearing this, Jia Yun nodded and got up.

He first went to put the books in his hand, then patted the dust on his clothes, and then scooped the water out of the water tank with a wooden scoop, put it in the wooden basin, washed his hands, and then sat down on the table.

"Brother Yun, how can such a small thing be allowed to come to Brother Yun in person? I'm coming, I'm coming...."Jia Qiang saw that Jia Yun was going to serve him a meal, so she hurriedly took matters into her own hands, not daring to really let Jia Yun do it.

After the two of them sat down, Jia Yun looked at a few plates of side dishes and roast chicken on the table, and her stomach was growling.....