Li Liang was fighting with the He family while seeing his own unfilial daughters fighting each other again, and felt utterly helpless at that moment.
He didn't bother to scold the He family and hurried to pull his daughters away.
The He family also saw this scene and felt extremely delighted.
At this moment, Li Rou'er had completely lost her composure.
Her face, which had already been beaten into a pig's head by He Zhiran, now had countless more claw marks, which gave people a creepy feeling when looking at it.
Seeing this, Li Liang almost passed out from anger.
"Li Rou'er, I used to think you were decent and always wanted to help you fulfill your wishes. Now I realize you are a good-for-nothing who causes more harm than good."
Being scolded like this by the father who had always favored her, Li Rou'er hated He Zhiran even more.
If it wasn't for He Zhiran saving Old Eight Zhou, Li Hu wouldn't have been taken to the yamen.
She thought she could get better treatment by giving herself to Li Hu.
But all this was ruined by that bitch He Zhiran.
Thinking of this, Li Rou'er clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth, saying in a voice that only she could hear:
"He Zhiran, I will definitely not let you die well."
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In the kitchen behind the inn, the aroma of food was already wafting out faintly.
The braised pork ribs made by He Zhiran herself had been served, arousing everyone's praise.
Mo Hanyue's cute big eyes looked at He Zhiran admiringly.
"Sister-in-law, this is the first time I've seen someone who can make bones so delicious. I admire you so much."
He Zhiran realized that her innocent little sister-in-law had become her little fan.
"It's the same principle as stewing meat. It's just that we used to live well-off lives and didn't think about eating bones before."
What He Zhiran said was true. According to historical records and the original owner's memories, wealthy families in this era would not buy bones with little meat to eat.
So it's not surprising that people from wealthy families don't know how delicious pork ribs are.
Seeing her daughter-in-law, Old Lady Mo somehow felt a little heartache.
She used to be the treasure held in the hands of the Hes. The second day after her wedding, she followed her husband's family into exile, and now she had learned to calculate money to get through the days so quickly. It was really not easy for her.
He Zhiran didn't know what her mother-in-law was thinking. She scooped a bowl of long-awaited braised pork ribs and handed it to a sister-in-law, asking her to take it to the dining table first.
As for the rest, it would be distributed by Old Lady Mo, the head of the household.
Old Lady Mo had always been fair, treating the Fang and Xie families equally, dividing the food according to the number of people.
She was not stingy with the officials either. After all, getting along well with them would mean less suffering on the road.
In addition, the sisters all wanted He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye to improve their relationship as soon as possible, and strongly urged He Zhiran to have dinner with Mo Jiuye.
He Zhiran was not coy. Since she came here, she felt she got along well enough with Mo Jiuye, so having dinner alone together was no big deal.
Seeing the fragrant food brought in, Mo Jiuye knew clearly that being able to eat such good food on the road to exile was all thanks to He Zhiran.
Before starting his meal, he sincerely said,
"Thank you for everything you've done for the Mo family."
This sudden expression of thanks left He Zhiran stunned for a moment.
"Uh...we're all family. I like mother, sisters-in-law and auntie, so I'm happy to do these things."
Just like them?
Mo Jiuye didn't know why, but the first thing that came to his mind after hearing He Zhiran's words was this question.
His years of military service allowed him to well conceal his thoughts in front of He Zhiran.
Mo Jiuye was not a talkative person to begin with. After expressing his gratitude, he didn't know what else to say.
So he picked up his bowl and chopsticks and started eating.
After eating a piece of ribs, Mo Jiuye intuitively felt that this dish must have been made by He Zhiran.
Others probably couldn't produce such flavor.
The women also praised that the ribs tasted better than meat.
It was just a pity that with so many people eating, the amount of ribs each person could get was limited.
While eating, the officials kept talking about He Zhiran.
They all agreed that although this trip didn't gain much benefits, being able to eat such delicious food made it worthwhile.
After dinner and freshening up, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye just sat in the room staring at each other until it was time for Mo Jiuye to quietly leave.
When they were alone with nothing to do, they both felt a little awkward.
Finally enduring until Mo Jiuye went out, He Zhiran let out a sigh of relief and lazily lay on the bed, letting her consciousness enter her space.
She wanted to see if the store application she submitted yesterday was approved.
To her delight, the screen showed that the review was passed and she could add product links now.
Adding product links was not difficult. The software had a photo taking function that allowed her to simply take photos of products and upload them.
Mo Jiuye had just gone out and surely wouldn't be back too soon.
For ease of operation, He Zhiran simply entered her space.
She casually picked a vase and used her mind to bring it into the operating room, which had stronger lighting that would make product photos look better.
He Zhiran imagined the product photography she had seen before, planning to take photos of the vase from every angle.
Unexpectedly, when the phone camera was aimed at the vase, she couldn't find the shutter button.
Just as He Zhiran was a little confused, a product valuation message appeared on the phone screen.
【Vase from Shun Dynasty era, no damage, valued between 400,000-500,000 yuan, confirm listing?】
He Zhiran had just been worrying about not being able to determine the value of these antiques. She didn't expect the mall to be so user-friendly as to solve her biggest headache.
She unhesitatingly chose to list the product.
He Zhiran was not greedy either, she just set the lowest price as the selling price.
400,000 was already very satisfying for her, not to mention there were still so many items taken from the palace that could be sold.
If she took the money from selling these antiques to modern times to live on, she would be a complete winner in life.
Unfortunately, she had already crossed over to this time and becoming a winner in modern life could only remain a fantasy.
Bringing her thoughts back to reality, after selecting the price, the product was successfully listed, and the antique vase in front of her disappeared into thin air.
He Zhiran wanted to check it from a customer's perspective by opening the product link.
This made her even more satisfied with the mall.
The price was still 400,000, and somehow the built-in camera of this software managed to take eight pictures that showed the product clearly from every angle, even marking the exact dimensions.
