After wearing it: I traded a pig for a man.

"I want this. I can cure it," Jiang Che said firmly as he walked back.

Although he didn't know why, his intuition told him that there was nothing wrong with the horse, and that it was very docile and suitable for pulling a cart.

Jiang Yun Ning nodded and settled the bill along with the carriage.

Because the horse looked sickly, they got a discount of one tael of silver when paying.

The shopkeeper could tell at a glance that Jiang Yun Ning was in charge of the household. After taking the money, he asked with a smile, "Young lady, I see you two came in an oxcart. Would you like me to take it back?"

Jiang Yun Ning thought for a moment, then left his address and asked the man to drive the oxcart home first.

The two sat in the carriage, bought some cloth and daily necessities, and then hurried home.

In the courtyard, Laifu and Laicai stood guard at the gate, while Laifu chopped firewood.

Because the stable boy had given advance notice when he delivered the oxcart, Wang Cuihua and the others were not surprised at all when they saw Jiang Che driving the cart back.

But they still couldn't resist coming over to take a look.

"The carriage is good; it blocks the wind. I won't be afraid of the cold when I go out in winter." Wang Cuihua touched it again and again.

Jiang Yunning nodded: "That's right, sister-in-law. I'll make sure the inside is thickly padded, and then I'll take you to town to find a doctor to check your pulse."

Since we've already broken ties with the Fu family, we can no longer seek medical treatment from Fu Zhong.

Most importantly, Fu Zhong dotes on his daughter excessively. In order to satisfy Fu Shaoli's selfish desires, he is unreasonable and lies through his teeth. No matter how good a doctor's skills are, one would not dare to go to someone with such poor character.

"Mother, when you and Granny Zheng have some free time, could you make a thicker version of this carriage curtain? This one is too thin and doesn't block the wind." Jiang Yun Ning lifted the curtain that had come with her.

"Okay. Don't worry, I'll put a cushion inside, it'll be nice and soft to sit on." Wang Cuihua replied happily, and started making the door curtain with Granny Zheng.

"Dongmei, Chunyan. This is some fabric and cotton that I just bought today. Take these and make two sets of clothes for each of you." Jiang Yuning handed over the fabric and cotton.

When the six people arrived, they were dressed in tattered clothes. They were still wearing Jiang Yuntian and Liu Yuzhi's old clothes, which not only didn't fit well, but they also had no way to change or wash them.

It looks like it's going to snow soon, so if we don't wear something warm, it will be even more troublesome if we catch a cold.

Dongmei hugged the soft cotton, still a little dazed, as if she hadn't expected to have new clothes to wear.

"Thank you, young lady." She pursed her lips, feeling incredibly lucky to have come to such a kind family.

At this moment, in the old Jiang family house, Jiang Mancang was preparing to go out to town to find Jiang Youcai.

He casually closed the wooden door, completely unaware that a strange man was following behind him.

He hurriedly arrived at Zuixianlou, called out to the waiter inside, and someone immediately called Jiang Youcai out.

"What are you doing here again?" Jiang Youcai was furious the moment he saw him.

In the past two days, Jiang Mancang has taken five taels of silver from him, each time claiming it was to bribe women. He's left with no way to refuse.

Before Jiang Mancang could speak, Jiang Youcai had already pulled him to the corner. Making sure Zhang Fu didn't come out, he let go: "How was it? Did you get anything?"

"It's not that easy. They earn a tael of silver a month. If we don't pay them more, who would risk leaking information?" Jiang Mancang curled his lip.

"I've already given you five taels, isn't that enough?" Jiang Youcai was so angry that his heart ached.

The expenses these days are simply too high. Not to mention the cost of the two children's schooling and the money spent on hiring someone to guarantee their exams for the imperial examinations, the money he spent on trying to make soap alone, buying lard, mutton fat, and spices has already exceeded ten taels of silver.

Spices are too expensive.

This depleted the family's savings, forcing them to daringly misappropriate the restaurant's accounts.

Fortunately, not much was moved, so Zhang Fu probably won't notice. The soap can make money; they can quietly replace it later without anyone noticing.

Jiang Mancang was also a little angry: "Five taels? Those old women and children from those households sell firewood to Jiang Yunning, earning at least ten or twenty coins a day. Some of them won't even acknowledge me if I offer them five taels."

Jiang Youcai listened and then fell silent, pursing his lips as he began to ponder.

"So far, only Sister Cheng and Sister Yu have taken the money. But you know how cunning Jiang Yun Ning is. Each person is only responsible for one step, and all they know is that there are a lot of fragrances and dried flowers in the soap."

Jiang Mancang muttered impatiently, when Jiang Youcai suddenly slapped him hard on the shoulder.

"What are you doing!" he said angrily.

Jiang Youcai's face lit up with joy: "Go back and tell those two who took your money that if they don't tell you the complete formula, you should tell Jiang Yun they took money. Threaten them."

It has to be admitted that Jiang Yun Ning offered very good treatment, so they all had reservations.

Similarly, what if we reversed it? Threatening them with such good treatment would work just as well.

Jiang Mancang's eyes darted around, and he understood what he meant. But since they were already here, they couldn't leave empty-handed.

"And what about me? I've worked so hard, running back and forth, risking getting beaten up by Jiang Che. Where's my reward for my hard work?"

Jiang Youcai suppressed his anger and took out two taels of silver that he had just taken from the account book: "Take it. Come back next time you have news."

Jiang Mancang tossed the silver coins around and grinned happily, "Don't worry, Second Uncle."

As the somewhat obese figure walked further and further away, Jiang Youcai's anger gradually subsided.

He turned and entered the restaurant, where he saw Zhang Fuzheng standing in the lobby waiting for him.

"Master." Jiang Youcai was startled, but still put on a smiling face and cupped his hands in greeting.

Zhang Fu glanced at him sideways: "Pack your things, you don't need to come anymore."

Jiang Youcai was taken aback, then frowned and asked with a bitter expression, "Boss? Why is that? I've worked at Zuixianlou for so many years, I've done my part, even if I haven't made any great contributions! I've been here for ten years. You can't just discard me after I've served my purpose! This will make others feel disheartened."

In the lobby, the staff were all busy, but if you looked closely, you could see that they were all straining to hear why Jiang Youcai had been suddenly fired.

There wasn't even the slightest sign.

Zhang Fu sneered. He had originally thought that, considering Jiang Youcai had worked here for ten years, he would let it go if Jiang left directly.

But since Jiang Youcai insisted on making a scene, he decided not to hide it anymore and called all the staff over.

"When you first arrived, I told you that the worst thing for someone selling alcohol is to have a strange smell on them."

Everyone nodded: "Boss, you said so."

"Yes, I remember."

Jiang Youcai lowered his eyes guiltily.

Since he started making soap, he would boil mutton fat and lard every night after getting home, leaving him with a strong mutton smell. Zhou Yulan was also busy; she didn't have time to wash her clothes every day, and mostly just hung them out to dry in the yard overnight before wearing them again.