Travel through the little peasant girl and go farming with the trading system

Chapter 57 It seems that I have to take this responsibility

Qi Mohan naturally moved his gaze to the painted clay figurine on the cabinet, and raised his brow slightly, "Is this your eldest sister? She is so lifelike."

When Su Ying heard his praise, she couldn't help but feel proud. She had been treating this as a pastime for decades, and she had certainly achieved a small amount of success.

"Why isn't there you and your brother?"

Qi Mohan looked around and said suspiciously.

"I'm pinching right now."

As she answered, Su Ying kneaded the mud skillfully, and what she was squeezing was herself. She was using a small awl and a small hook to outline its eyebrows.

Qi Mohan looked at the clay doll that looked very much like her, with a smile on his face, "Do you want to sell it?"

"Sell it, accept customization, you can make anyone, I can also make all kinds of Q-version villains."

Su Ying put her clay figurine aside for the time being, and casually made a naive version of herself out of clay. It was not carefully crafted, so it looked a bit rough.

However, Qi Mohan fell in love with it right away. He took the Q version of the little man from her hand and said, "This is good-looking and cute. How much does it cost? I want it!"

Su Ying covered her hands and refused to give it to her, "This is my clay doll, not for sale. If you like it, I can make it as you like."

Qi Mohan blinked slightly, "That's okay. Then you can pinch one like me. How long does it take to pinch one?"

"It depends on how big you want it. If it's as small as mine, it will only take about seven days. If it's bigger, it will take longer. But it can also be expedited. The expedited fee is more expensive, but you and I can give you a discount."

"Don't rush, just do it slowly as you are young, and you will be rewarded if you do it well!"

Qi Mohan placed a silver coin in front of her with his long and handsome hands. This was not one tael, but ten taels.

Su Ying stuttered in shock, "There are so many ladies, I can pinch ten of them."

Qi Mohan chuckled, "Then give my parents another one, and I will bring their portraits another day."

"That's not necessary. I can memorize people's appearance once I look at them, and then pinch out their appearance. I have already met the magistrate and his wife, so I can pinch them out."

Su Ying put her clay figurine aside, then picked up another piece and pinched it in the same way as Qi Mohan.

Qi Mohan's eyes flashed slightly, he pursed his lips and smiled, "I'd better bring their portraits over to you some other time. You probably haven't seen them before."

Su Ying was surprised when she heard this, "Aren't the county magistrate and the county magistrate's wife your parents?"

"Yes, they are not only my uncle and aunt, but also my adoptive father and mother."

After listening to Qi Mohan's explanation, Su Ying understood.

She lowered her head to knead the mud, and the breeze blew in from outside, causing her veil to dance in the wind.

Qi Mohan was deliberately puzzled, "Why are you suddenly wearing a veil?"

Su Ying subconsciously touched her face, but paused when she thought there was mud on her hands.

She thought for a moment and replied, "A rash?"

"Huh? Is it serious? When did it start?"

There was a hint of concern in Qi Mohan's normal tone.

Su Ying raised her eyebrows, "Fortunately, it's the second day of my visit to the county government."

Qi Mohan frowned slightly, "It's been a few days and it's still not gone? Can you take off your veil and have a look?"

Just as Su Ying was about to shake her head, the veil suddenly fell off for some unknown reason, and the bright red mark on the left side of her face fell into Qi Mohan's eyes.

"This...this doesn't look like a rash, does it? It looks like you painted it with vermilion. Do you think that girl Bao'er has a birthmark on her face and is feeling depressed, so you painted it red on purpose to accompany her?"

Qi Mohan's eyes fell on her like warm spring, and he smiled at her particularly warmly.

In fact, he had someone check it out and found out that it was the erythema voodoo, one of the voodoo techniques used by the Miao people. After being infested, large red spots would appear on the face. This voodoo would not be harmful to life, but the appearance would be somewhat damaged.

Generally, the way to cure the poison is to kill the person who cast the poison. But the person who cast the poison on Su Ying was afraid of something. The blood of the person who applied the poison was added to the poison, so the poison could only be fed by the blood of the person who applied the poison.

In order to continue to grow, if the person who cast the poison is killed, the person who was poisoned will not survive. Just like the twin poisons, they have a symbiotic contract relationship of life and death.

Originally, I wanted to kill the evildoer, but now it seems that I can only let my beloved girl bear this face.

He didn't care what her face looked like, he could still accept her in front of him, he just hoped that she wouldn't be burdened and just care about other people's opinions.

As for those Miao people who were once exterminated and wandering in the countryside, he would find time to meet them properly.

When Su Ying heard this, she couldn't help but shrugged her nose, "It would be nice if it was painted in vermilion!"

Qi Mohan raised his lips, "Why, isn't it? Then if this is true, could it be that you had a conflict with the county government, and this mark still cannot be erased?"

Su Ying thought that every time she went to the county government office, she would be unlucky. She might really be in conflict with the county government office, so she couldn't help but nod.

Qi Mohan chuckled and teased, "You are the one I invited here, so it seems that I have to take this responsibility. Don't worry, I will definitely not make it impossible for you to get married!"

Su Ying's eyelids jumped when she heard this. What did he mean? If she couldn't get married, would he marry her or something?

"Uh... no, no, no, I can definitely get married. No, no, no, I mean, it doesn't matter if I don't get married!"

Although she has never been in love, she also knows the gap between modern people and ancient people. Their idea of ​​three wives and four concubines is deeply rooted, and she cannot accept such ancient husbands and wives.

She would rather live her whole life alone.

Qi Mohan was surprised that she would say this. Does she look down on him, or does she feel that she is not worthy of his excuse?

But looking at her expression, it didn't look like she looked down upon herself, nor did she look like she was worried about her appearance. She seemed to have other ideas.

Let Su Mo ask carefully some other time.

"By the way, the county magistrate has reported your management of farmland to the emperor. What reward do you hope to receive? You might as well tell me. I will go back to discuss with the county magistrate and try to win it for you? For example, reward the county leader.

The princess Dangdang, or a piece of fiefdom, will do."

Qi Mohan started a topic again.

Su Ying couldn't help but grin, "I've only played such a small role, how can you still give me such a big favor? Isn't it just gold, silver, and jewelry at most?"

"The merit is indeed not small, but no matter how small the merit is, it should be rewarded so that all people can respect and worship it as an encouragement."

"I don't want to be respected and worshiped by all the people, nor do I want to be the head of the county or princess. I just want to make a lot of money and stay far away from those powerful people!"

Su Ying spoke out what was in her heart while squeezing the clay figurine.

"Oh? Why?"

Qi Mohan was surprised. Ordinary people would like to have some relationship with the powerful, so why did she want to stay away from the powerful?

"Because I am a woman."

This made Qi Mohan even more puzzled, "What's wrong with the woman?"

"Because women cannot take the imperial examination or serve as officials, don't they have to have contact with the local dignitaries to be admired by the people? When I meet those dignitaries, shouldn't I bow to them? I have gold under my knees, so I can't kneel down and worship at will."

Although there is a saying that goes as the Romans do, her modern concept is deeply ingrained, just like the ancient concept of men being the masters of the house, so if she wants to be comfortable, she must speak up first.

I don't have much experience in it, so I don't know if this idea is right, but at least that's what I think now, and I don't want to change.

(End of chapter)