Chapter 62: Nan Jiaojiao's taste

Xiao Yi paused when he turned the page.
He knew that something happened to the Nan family.
Presumably, the person sitting in the carriage was the person sent by the Nan family to check Sang Tian.
He didn't worry about it.
Because of the hurry, lunch can only be settled hastily in the carriage.
It rained in the afternoon. After leaving the official road, the road was muddy and difficult to navigate. When I drove to the bottom of Qingcheng Mountain, the horseshoe and body were all mud.
Fortunately, towards the evening, the heavy rain finally stopped.
Nan Baoyi lifted the driving curtain and looked around. After a rain, the surrounding vegetation was verdant and the tips of the leaves were dripping with raindrops.
The air is humid, and the oncoming mountain breeze is scented with flowers, which is particularly refreshing and pleasant.
Mount Qingcheng stands not far away, and gilt Taoist temples are vaguely visible on the mountainside and top of the mountain.
"What a great place with beautiful mountains and rivers!"
She couldn't help but admire.
Just after the admiration, the carriage shook suddenly and plunged into the big puddle ahead!
The whole carriage tipped over mercilessly!
Nan Baoyi crawled out embarrassedly and was helped by the lotus leaf to the side of the road.
She was covered with mud all over.
She shook the hem of her drenched skirt, crying without tears, "Butler, why did you drive the carriage into the muddy water?"
The housekeeper had no place to show himself, "Miss, I see that the puddle is in the middle of the road. I expected it to be a shallow puddle, but I didn't expect it to be so deep! Fortunately, there is Zhuangzi in front. I will carry you and change clothes?"
Everything in the carriage was wet.
The money is okay, but I can't wear clothes temporarily.
Nan Baoyi was not less squeamish after returning from rebirth.
She waved her hand, picked up her skirt and walked towards Zhuangzi.
Xiao Yi's carriage stopped steadily not far away.
The curtain was rolled up, and he watched the little girl walk away.
It turned out that Nan Jiaojiao came to check Sang Tian on behalf of the Nan family.
Unconsciously twisting the money on the red string with his fingertips, he raised his eyebrows. When did that squeamish crying girl become so hard-working?
He happened to be staying at that Zhuangzi for two nights, so he ordered: "Come with it."
Zhuangzi got a message and cleared the guest room early in the morning.
The guest rooms are quiet and clean, with white porcelain vases on the windowsill, and a green lotus that blooms early in the vase, adding vitality.
Nan Baoyi got dressed and walked out from behind the screen.
Lotus leaf feels distressed, "This kind of cotton and linen fabrics, I'm afraid it will hurt Miss's skin... Miss bear with it for the time being, and she can dry her clothes tomorrow."
"Cotton and linen are also nice and breathable."
Nan Baoyi didn't dislike it at all.
When she was at the worst of her previous life, she was in ragged clothes and couldn't even keep warm.
Now that she can wear such a clean cotton and linen skirt, she has nothing to be dissatisfied with.
Stepping out of the threshold, she saw a person standing under the eaves next door.
Xuanyi and ink robe, handsome in appearance.
It turned out to be Xiao Yi!
She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and looked intently. He still stood there unpredictably.
She felt a little unhappy when she remembered that he had told her to go.
Only due to his future power and status, she still blessed her body: "Second brother Wanan."
Xiao Yi looked at her blankly.
The little girl wore a dark blue cotton and linen skirt. She was still studying a woman who worked in the farm, and she tied her sleeves with brown loops.
(Thumb shoulder: pàn..bó, also known as arm rope, a tool used in the Song Dynasty to hang around the neck and to lift the sleeves for easy operation)
The exposed arms are white and slender, like tender lotus roots.
A floral turban was wrapped around his head, and his small face was round and very well-behaved.
He said: "Come here."
Nan Baoyi walked over curiously, "Second brother, didn't you hire prostitutes in the barracks, why are you here?"
Xiao Yi's face was gloomy for an instant.
Who hired prostitutes? !
He wanted to turn his head and leave, but after all he couldn't bear to let her expose her arms.
He untied the cloak and covered her with a dark face.
"Second brother, your clothes are too big for me to wear. I am inspecting Sangtian on behalf of Nanfu now, and I have to look like working."
Nan Baoyi returned the Greatcloak to him.
She waved, "It hasn't been sunset yet, I'll go to Kuwana to have a look."
Xiao Yi watched her run without a trace, her hoofed appearance, just like the poodle who came back to the village first.
He looked down.
The black cloak was stained with the smell of Nan Jiaojiao, still with the sweet scent of hibiscus.
It smells very...
He put on himself again.
Nan Baoyi ran to Sangtian, where the stewards of Zhuangzi were waiting respectfully.
They have worked for the Nan family for generations and are loyal, and will not fool Nan Baoyi because of her young age.
"The best tree doctor in Shu County has already visited, but he is helpless." The old man in the lead sighed with tears. "He said that these mulberry trees are strangely sick, like someone deliberately poisoning them."
Nan Baoyi wrinkled her white and tender bun face.
She walked into the mulberry field and touched the mulberry tree.
Good trees were supposed to be lush and leafy, but now all the mulberry leaves are withered and black, and there is no way to feed silkworms.
There was a trace of distress in Dan Feng's eyes.
The black hands behind the scenes are too cruel. They are not only harming the Nan family, but also tens of thousands of silkworm farmers and weavers...
She calmly said: "You use the mulberry leaves in the warehouse first, and within three days, I must come up with a solution."
Back to the wing, the lotus leaf brought hot tea.
She was very worried, "Miss, so many old people are helpless, what can you think of in three days?"
Nan Baoyi was sitting by the window holding hot tea.
The fragrance of tea was lingering, and she looked at Qingcheng Mountain, which was shrouded in rain and mist, with a clear mind.
Tree doctors can’t do it, isn’t there a genius doctor?
Jiang Suihan, the genius doctor in Sichuan who sells broken jade ointment, doesn't he live on Qingcheng Mountain?
I heard that he is only profitable, and he is willing to treat any disease as long as he can afford it.
She made up her mind and will meet him on the mountain tomorrow morning.
It was a pity that the sky was not beautiful the next day, and it started to drizzle in the early morning.
Lotus leaf opened the window and looked at the foggy rain curtain. She was very worried: "Miss, the weather is bad today, so don't go up the mountain? There are moss on the mountain steps. It is easy to slip on rainy days. If there is something... …"
"Will not."
Nan Baoyi has been freshened and dressed.
She wore neat short brown clothes, bent over and tied her clogs.
"The teeth of the clogs can be slip resistant. I will take another bamboo stick, and be careful not to have any trouble." She tied the laces, smiled and straightened up, "Good lotus leaf, don't follow, go to the kitchen to make a cup of old hen soup. When you are done, I will be back!"
The lotus leaf is not at ease.
Nan Baoyi repeatedly promised that there would be no accident, and asked her anxiously to agree to let her into the mountain.
Nan Baoyi picked up the fur coat hanging on the wall, put it on carefully, and stepped into the rain and fog.
next door.
Xiao Yi sat under the west window, supporting with one hand, listening to the stewards to check the accounts.
As if feeling something, he glanced out the window.
The rain curtain was white, a familiar petite figure, bamboo sticks and wooden clogs and a hat, was walking outside the villa.
The knuckles knocked on the desktop.
It's raining, where is this girl going?
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