59 Plum blossoms poured by rain
The fact that Wei Xiangju hired Ji Xiaoduo to take charge of the kitchen soon spread.
It's just that this time, everyone's mood is a little more complicated.
Compared with the earlier gossip that had no beginning and no tail, the shopkeeper of Weixiangju came to invite him, which can be regarded as an affirmation of Ji Xiaoduo.
Some people regret not being able to make friends with Ji Xiaoduo.
If nothing else, it would be nice to have some food like she did when she first moved here.
But Ji Xiaoduo didn't care about this, she found a new way to make money - copying books.
Of course, it's not just copying the kind of physical work.
She plans to copy "Dream of Red Mansions".
This matter has to start with the book she received from the "Inner Xuan Sutra".
She didn't quite believe in the wild fox who hadn't even shown his face, but she still believed in Moli - even he couldn't tell what was going on.
Ji Xiaoduo planned to learn this "Inner Xuan Sutra Reform", but at the beginning, those human meridians stumped her. She wondered if she should first find two medical books to make up for her knowledge of the human body.
When I went to the bookstore to buy books, I found that there were no entertainment books at all in this era.
The most in the bookstore is, of course, the "textbooks" such as the Three Hundred Thousand and the Four Books and the Five Classics, and then the works of famous Confucianism, most of which are also annotations and understandings of these scriptures, which can be regarded as "teaching aids", as well as the topics of the previous imperial examinations and the composition of the middle examination. A bit of poetry and songs, and landscape travelogues can be regarded as miscellaneous books.
As for the medical book that Ji Xiaoduo wants to buy...... There is no bookstore at all, and the shopkeeper looks at her with contempt for the "ignorant woman", "Medical skills are taught by family masters and apprentices, and there are medical books and classics, and they are all treasured by various families, how can they be taken out and printed and circulated?"
Ji Xiaoduo really didn't expect this.
It's right to think about it, in this era, everyone cherishes their brooms, and the disciples still have to keep a hand, let alone take it out and share it.
However, there are no novels, no legends, no dramas...... let Ji Xiaoduo see new business opportunities.
There is more than one predecessor who started by copying books, and others can copy it, so why doesn't she try it? Anyway, she has copied poems. And even if it doesn't work, that is, it takes some pen and ink time, but she doesn't think of anything else for a while.
Of course, if she wants to memorize every word of the Red Mansion, Ji Xiaoduo can't do it, some classic poems can still be remembered, and others can only be "translated from Chinese to Chinese" based on impressions.
This makes this book lack a lot of literary value, but Ji Xiaoduo himself is going to the market vacancy of popular literature, and he doesn't care about this. She even went one step lower, and read each chapter to Lu Erniang after writing, taking it as the standard that this country woman who had never read a book could understand it.
At that time, if the bookstore doesn't want it, she will sell it to the teahouse.
Lu Erniang likes this story very much.
Mo Li will also listen to the side, he doesn't seem to understand, but he likes to listen to his sister's stories.
Ji Xiaoduo wondered if he would copy another "Journey to the West" or something for him when he turned around.
The three of them talked and laughed, and fought at night.
As soon as Grandma Liu entered the Rongguo Mansion, she heard the little black dog outside barking.
"What's going on?"
Ji Xiaoduo had just stood up when the door was kicked open.
A masked man dressed in black rushed in.
He obviously didn't expect that there were three people in this room, and he was obviously stunned for a moment.
Ji Xiaoduo immediately called Mo Li: "Hit him!"
Mo Li's speed was extremely fast, and before the man could react, he had already arrived in front of him, and a punch was so powerful that it even directly knocked the person out of the broken door.
The man fell to the ground, only to feel a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood rushed up.
Mo Li followed up with another kick, and the man fainted.
Mo Li turned around and saw another man in black standing by the window in a daze.
He was going to go in through the window to echo the first man in black, but he didn't expect that before he could enter, the man was beaten out.
Since Mo Li had already received Ji Xiaoduo's order to do it, he was not stunned in this matter, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the man in black by the window and slammed it to the ground.
The man only felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and he didn't let out a single scream, so he was with the man before.
Lu Erniang copied the stool and protected it in front of Ji Xiaoduo, probed out to look, and reported to Ji Xiaoduo, "It seems that someone ran away outside, and there were only two people who came in, and they were all knocked down by the little boy." ”
"Don't kill you. Ji Xiaoduo hurriedly shouted, "Find a rope and tie them up." ”
The two men in black were tied up sturdily, and their scarves were taken off.
Ji Xiaoduo didn't know these two people.
The things they were carrying were also searched clean by Lu Erniang.
Two daggers, ropes with hooks and claws, fire folds, and scattered silver coins add up to about four or five taels. There's nothing that could possibly have anything to do with identity.
If nothing else, just looking at these two black-clothed masked men and carrying knives, they must not be at ease.
Lu Erniang was terrified.
It also took Ji Xiaoduo a while to calm down.
Who are these two people? What do you want to do when you break into her house in the middle of the night?
Ji Xiaoduo grinded her teeth and asked Lu Erniang to splash them up with cold water.
The two of them were dazed for a moment, then remembered what had happened and began to struggle and shout.
But their mouths were also gagged, and they could only make a mumping sound.
Ji Xiaoduo sat opposite them and watched them struggle silently.
The older of the men in black calmed down first, didn't try to break free, and kept his mouth shut.
Ji Xiaoduo asked Mo to leave and took out the rags that blocked his mouth.
The man immediately began to beg for mercy, "Girl, spare my life, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have seen the money, stole to the girl's house, begged the girl to spare my dog's life." ”
"Oh, thief. Ji Xiaoduo smacked his lips, "You thief is bold enough." The dog barked and didn't startle away, and dared to kick the door into the house, oh, and he was carrying a knife. ”
"The villain is really confused, and he is dizzy for a while. I just begged the girl to spare this time, and I didn't dare to do it again. ”
The man only bit himself to steal the money, and cried bitterly and begged for mercy.
But the more he recognized it, the more suspicious Ji Xiaoduo became.
She picked up a piece of straw paper, soaked it in a basin of water, and said slowly: "I heard that there is a kind of punishment called 'rain watering plum blossoms', and I just want to try it today." ”
The name "Plum Blossoms Rain" is beautiful, but in fact it couldn't be more cruel.
The soaked straw paper covered the blackman's face, and immediately clung to his skin.
His mouth and nose were muddled, and he only felt that his nose and throat were wet, so he opened his mouth, and Ji Xiaoduo had already pasted a second piece of wet paper on him.
"That's it, cover the wet paper one by one, and you will feel that you can't breathe well, and if you try to inhale hard, you will choke on the water. Yes, like drowning, my ears started to roar, and my lungs felt like they were going to explode. After waiting for two more sheets of paper, it will begin to suffocate, and the body will slowly become sluggish and weak due to lack of oxygen, and incontinence...... But there is no injury, and when you turn around and throw it into the river, everyone will think that you just fell into the water and drowned......"
The woman in front of her was as beautiful as a flower, but at this time she looked like a murderous demon, her voice was soft and gentle, and in the ears of the two black-clothed people, it was like urging Yama.
Ji Xiaoduo had just soaked the third piece of paper when he heard a stench.
But it wasn't the one who was being tortured, it was the other man in black.
Although he hadn't been tortured yet, he was already scared when he watched the reaction of his accomplices and listened to Ji Xiaoduo's explanation. At this time, he was trying to say something to Ji Xiaoduo, saying that he had something to say.
Ji Xiaoduo asked Mo Li to let go of his mouth.
The man immediately said, "I'll recruit, I'll recruit." Boss Huang sent us. It's not stealing money, it's kidnapping!"
Ji Xiaoduo's movements paused: "Who is Boss Huang, who is being kidnapped, and where is the abductee?"
"Boss Huang is Boss Huang, let's bring all the people in this courtyard back. The man burst into tears, "I'm just a pawn working down there, I really don't know anything else." ”
Ji Xiaoduo didn't know when he offended a Huang boss again.
The one who used the torture didn't know more, at most he made it clear that Boss Huang was the gangster leader of the dock, and there were a lot of outlaws under him. He bit himself to death at the beginning as a thief, naturally because the crime of stealing was smaller, they didn't succeed, and they were beaten again, and the report to the official was at most a few days, but if Huang Boss was bitten out, the consequences would be serious.
Seeing that the two of them really couldn't ask more questions, Ji Xiaoduo wrote two confessions and asked them to draw and press their fingerprints. One was kept for himself, and the other was thrown into the courtyard along with the two men who were tied up like browns, and left to be dealt with by the secret guards who did not show up.
If they don't take it away, wait until dawn to report to the official.