Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

Jiangfu.

It was still a bit quiet in the early morning.

Jiang Huaisheng brought some street wontons to his wife, which were already a little cold.

Wu only took one bite before she turned pale and felt like vomiting.

Jiang Huaisheng patted her back and waited until she felt more comfortable before saying, "It's cold and the roads are slippery. Don't go out. You can walk around the house a few times. It's really boring. You can find some books to read."

He went to his mother's house to say hello.

Jiang Huaisheng hesitated for a moment and then talked about Sister Yu.

"Mother, can I send someone to warn you that the squire named Liu is too arrogant?"

Mrs. Jiang rubbed her rosary beads.

Jiang Wan and Jiang Rong have been with their grandmother all morning, eating breakfast with her.

Jiang Wan opened her mouth in surprise when she heard her father's words. Does Sister Yu still want to be a concubine?

Jiang Rong's fat white face had two particularly obvious dark circles under his eyes and said: "Jiang Yu looks so sharp and mean, and someone wants her to be a concubine. She's so blind!"

The old lady just asked: "What did you do when you went out so early in the morning? There was a chaos of war outside, and something almost happened to Rong'er. If something happens to you again, are you going to hurt me, an old woman, to death?"

When asked why he went out, Jiang Huaisheng couldn't say, because he was worried that his mother thought Fei'er was greedy and asked him to go.

He had to listen to his mother's instructions.

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Jiang Changtian arrived at the Yamen.

I saw the master scolding the government officials.

There were also reprimands on weekdays, but today it was particularly loud.

Jiang Changtian quickly took a few steps back.

If the yamen servants see him being punished, they will make fun of him later and make fun of him.

"The bandits in Jishan County in the north led the refugees to rebel. They killed all the county officials and established themselves as kings. Now they are gathering more and more people to attack the city. I haven't slept all night, but you are still doing nothing. On the contrary, If a thief comes here, what can you do? Open the door to greet him..."

Jiang Changtian withdrew from the Yamen.

The yamen is very chaotic today, no one will pay attention to him.

He is just a small manager in the Pharmaceutical Preparation Department. He is said to be a manager and has very little power.

In fact, with his ability, he once won the favor of the county magistrate and looked up to him. However, after knowing that he was an unfilial and disloyal person, the county magistrate was full of disgust for him.

Anyone who encounters him feels unlucky and avoids him.

His life seemed to have been put into a short wooden barrel, with a lid on the barrel that prevented him from taking a step forward.

No matter how eloquent or eloquent he is, he is still struggling in the barrel.

He only deserves to talk to lowly people.

He wandered around the market.

There are still many people on the street during the day, after all, we still have to make a living.

The Medicine Preparation Department prepares medicinal materials.

In addition to the medicines that are rigidly allocated to each village, the yamen will also have a budget to purchase herbal medicines.

The little steward has this power, a small purchasing power.

Because there are many medicinal herbs and they are fragmented, it is not a big business, and the people above are not interested in it. Moreover, the power is light and the responsibility is heavy. The previous manager was beaten to death because he lost the medicine.

Jiang Changtian came to a small inn on the edge of the city.

"Mr. Jiang is here." A boy saw him and shouted quickly, looking a little excited.

Because Jiang Changtian gave his grandma three doses of medicine before, his grandma's illness was cured.

He felt that Mr. Jiang was much more powerful than the doctor.

Mr. Jiang still doesn’t want his money.

Jiang Changtian walked into the room in the backyard of the inn and saw that there were a lot of people in the room, all of them strong and fierce.

He asked as usual: "Are there any herbs today?"

Everyone saw a thin man coming in, with a light and airy appearance, and they restrained their fierce aura.

An old man with a scar on his face came over and said with a smile: "Why do you come here so early to collect herbs? Don't you usually come in the afternoon?"

Jiang Changtian said frankly: "Master was scolding people. He was afraid of getting into trouble if he went in, so he came out first."

The old man smiled and said: "Master is a master, so you should avoid it. There are not many herbs this time. You can see if it can be used. The medicine you gave me last time for bruises is indeed effective. Is there any more? Can it be used?" Prepare more for me, this world is in chaos."

"Who says otherwise? Master said that the bandits from Jishan County led a group of people to attack the county government and established themselves as kings. They are now teaching the police officers a lesson. It is said that troops have been sent from above to prepare the police officers to welcome them. "

The old man froze for a moment.

He continued as if nothing had happened: "Where are the soldiers?"

Jiang Changtian shook his head honestly: "How did I know this? I just heard one or two words about catching a turtle in an urn and so on, and ran out quickly. If you ask me to attack the county government, it is like an old man who wants to hang himself. He really needs money. , it is better to rob those wealthy households, just like Mr. Liu in our village, who wants to have a sixth concubine in the future, and his family is rich and valuable, and he wants to have more concubines so that he can inherit the family."

The old man slowly turned around to get the medicine and said slowly: "How do you know that Mr. Liu has a concubine?"

Jiang Changtian opened his eyes and said seriously: "Master Liu is from this village. We will definitely know that he wants to take a concubine. He is famous for being frugal. He pretends to be very miserable outside, but in fact the cellar is filled with silver. Silver coins It was buried in the soil and melon. It couldn't be buried. It was exposed and was discovered by the long-term worker. The long-term worker happened to be my family. He couldn't be lying~~~ Are these just these herbs? The quality is not very good either. I accepted it, but the price is two cents less than before, otherwise it would be difficult for me to explain."

Jiang Changtian took the herbal medicine and said, "You ask Xiao Douzi to follow me to get the ointment. I still have some left, not much left."

The old man asked the boy who just called sir to help him get the herbs.

Jiang Changtian carried a light handful himself and carried a large bundle in a small bag. The two figures walked out of the inn and quickly disappeared into the alley.

This is a bandit den.

The bandit's village is deep in the mountains, so it is also suitable for collecting medicine.

Jiang Changtian would come regularly to collect medicine.

His status was low, and the only people he dealt with were from various religions.

He walked out of the alley and continued to walk to the Yamen. When he passed by the bearded wonton shop that morning, he suddenly asked: "Xiao Douzi, are you hungry?"

Xiao Douzi swallowed, shook his head and said, "Sir, I'm not hungry."

Jiang Changtian handed the stall owner six cents and said, "Give me a big bowl with more soup, and give me an empty bowl."

It says on the shop floor that a bowl costs five cents.

The boss collected the money quickly and gave me a bowl of wontons and a bowl of soup.

Jiang Changtian took his little bag and sat down at the small table in front of the stall.

Little Douzi thought the soup was for him, and he was already very happy. It was broth and there was meat in the wontons.

As a result, Mr. Jiang pushed the wontons to him and drank the soup himself.

"You go ahead and eat, I've had breakfast."

Mr. Jiang picked up the soup and drank it slowly.

Xiao Douzi only felt that the white smoke coming from the bowl of wontons fascinated him.

Mr. Jiang is so kind. If his father were alive, he would be as good as Mr. Jiang.

His father was killed by a great man. The man raised his sword and killed his father.

That old man looks a bit like Mr. Jiang.

No, no, Mr. Jiang is much better looking.

He ate the wontons with tears in his eyes. The wontons were so hot.

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