Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building

"Song Dong, did you find the wrong place?" Wang Zhuangzhi asked in a low voice.

Jiaojiao also blinked her eyes, thinking that the chances of Big Brother Ji living here are very small, and it is even more impossible for Master to be here.

"Uncle Wang, that gentleman is here." Song Dong replied in a low voice with a very sure tone.

Wang Zhuangzhi choked, and the sense of anticipation in his heart was a little less, he felt that he was too sure, and it might not be Mr. Ji in it.

Jiaojiao didn't care about these anymore, she closed her eyes, trying to feel the nearby aura with her spiritual power.

The things she gave to the master all contained aura, and if she was nearby, she would definitely be able to sense it.

Song Dong covered his nose and mouth and knocked on the door, asking politely, "Guest, are you still inside?"

The room inside was quiet, after a pause for a few seconds, a hoarse voice came from the room: "Do you have anything else to do?"

When Song Dong heard this, he hurriedly looked at Uncle Wang.

Wang Zhuangzhi didn't sound like the voice, but he walked up to them, and he asked with a little hope: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Ji?"

The people in the room did not speak, but the sound of chairs being pushed and pulled could be heard, and then the door was opened.

The moment the door opened, there was a scent of herbs mixed with smoke.

Jiaojiao was so choked by the smell that she opened her eyes, seeing that it was really Brother Ji, her eyes lit up, and she waved her hand happily and shouted: "Brother Ji."

Compared to Ji Huai who was cold and alienated before, he is a bit embarrassed today.

His face was exhausted, his eyes were black and blue, and the white robe on his body was also a little wrinkled.

Hearing Jiaojiao calling him, he looked over and nodded, "Yeah."

Jiaojiao was a little puzzled by his appearance, then she tilted her head and looked around, but there was no other person, and she couldn't sense the aura, it seemed that Brother Ji was the only one here.

Jiaojiao's good mood faded away, she pursed her lips and sighed.

Where is Master?

Ji Huai noticed the change in her expression, thinking of his master, he pursed his lips and finally said nothing, how could a country girl help.

Wang Zhuangzhi thought it wasn't Mr. Ji, but he never really was, but he was taken aback by Ji Huai's haggard appearance, and hurriedly asked concerned: "Mr. Ji, what's wrong with you."

"It's nothing." Ji Huai shook his head lightly, and he couldn't tell these things to him.

Song Dong on the side backed away a little, and the young master who was acquainted with the host looked so defeated, he was not heard well by a stranger, so he went to the door to help watch out for people coming in from outside.

Wang Zhuangzhi didn't know how to speak for a while, Ji Huai pursed his lips, thinking that the Ganoderma lucidum he bought with him was very effective, so he tried to ask: "Uncle Wang, do you have any good Ganoderma lucidum or snow lotus in hand?"

Wang Zhuangzhi was taken aback, and quickly picked up the box and explained: "I have a high-quality purple Ganoderma lucidum in this box. I originally wanted to ask Mr. Ji to see how much it can sell for. Mr. Ji is so anxious that there must be something urgent. Then Let's use it first."

Ji Huai's eyes lit up when he heard about Purple Ganoderma lucidum, he took the box excitedly, opened the lid and looked at the contents.

But I don’t want to be surprised, it’s nearly three times bigger than ordinary Ganoderma lucidum, and it’s completely preserved without any blemishes. What’s more, it has a fresh grassy fragrance mixed with earthy fragrance, refreshing and refreshing without any fishy smell.

If such qualities can be successfully prepared, the master will be able to recover quickly.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

Ji Huai expressed his sincere thanks for the first time, and hurriedly put the box back into the house, then crumpled out all the bank notes from the money bag, and stuffed them into Wang Zhuangzhi's hands.

"This, Mr. Ji, this is too much." Wang Zhuangzhi looked at a handful of crumpled bank notes in his hand, all of which were hundred taels of bills, at least seventeen or eight by visual inspection.

Ji Huai shook his head and explained: "Purple Ganoderma lucidum is rarer than Ganoderma lucidum, and the price starts at 300 taels. For a quality like yours, the market price is calculated according to the top quality, about 1,300 taels, but in my eyes it is priceless, Wang Take it all, uncle."

After all, Ji Huai held the wooden box, walked into the room and started to work again, time is running out so hurry up.

Wang Zhuangzhi trusted Ji Huai, so he counted the bank notes and put 1,300 taels into his pocket, and held the remaining 400 taels in his hand to pay back later.

Ji Huai's door was not closed, Jiaojiao poked her head and looked.

There is not much space in the house, it is just a small room for sundries, and there is thick dust in the corners of the furniture, wooden chairs.

There are bottles and cans on the table, and there is a small stove in the ground, and the smoke is coming from this stove.

Ji Huai seems to be dispensing the medicine according to the proportion, and it seems that the elixir is being made in the stove. Jiaojiao smells the smell familiar, so she can't help but take two steps forward, wanting to take a closer look.

Seeing this, Wang Zhuangzhi hurriedly pulled Jiaojiao, bent down and said in a low voice, "Baby, let's not go, Mr. Ji is busy."

Jiaojiao nodded obediently, looking eagerly at Ji Huai in the room, especially wanting to ask him where his master is, he was so anxious to make the medicine, he wondered if the master wanted to take it.

But she clearly prepared brook water and spiritual herbs, Brother Ji was so anxious and haggard, if Master really took the medicine, he must be seriously ill.

Thinking of this, Jiaojiao felt worried.

Wang Zhuangzhi saw that Mr. Ji was very busy in the room, so he pulled Jiaojiao to say goodbye to him: "Mr. Ji is busy, let's go first."

Ji Huai nodded and replied, "Okay, let's go slowly."

Jiaojiao was dragged by her father, who had already inquired about the price of the purple ganoderma, she must go home after going out, but she still didn't know what happened to Master.

Jiaojiao followed her daddy, but suddenly she stopped, raised her head and said to dad, "Father, brother Ji is so haggard, he must have encountered some difficulties, why don't we help him."

Wang Zhuangzhi choked, sighed and patted his daughter's head and said, "Jiaojiao, the Ji family is so rich and dignified that they can't solve the problems, and we ordinary people can't help."

Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, took out the token around her neck, pointed at it and whispered, "I have this, let's let Brother Ji take care of it first, if it works, help Mr. Ji, if not Let's go home again, shall we?"

The token was given by Master, Brother Ji must know it.

Looking at the small round wooden sign in his daughter's hand, Wang Zhuangzhi always felt that such a thing would not work, but he couldn't bear to refuse her daughter's expectant look.

He sighed helplessly and smiled, "Okay, we Jiaojiao are kind-hearted, so let's give it a try."

Jiaojiao was very happy, and praised: "Daddy is also a kind person."

With a smile on his face and a helpless expression, Wang Zhuangzhi told Song Dong to wait in the carriage first, while he held Jiaojiao's little hand, and the two returned to the earthen house.

The door of the earthen house was closed, and Wang Zhuangzhi coughed lightly and went to knock on the door.

"Master Ji, please open the door again."

squeak--

The door was opened again, Ji Huai glanced at the big and small people at the door, and asked suspiciously: "Uncle Wang, what else do you need?"

Wang Zhuangzhi scratched his neck, and before he knew what to say, Jiaojiao beside him had already spoken.

"Brother Ji, do you know this?"