C101 Balance Path

After scaring Ning Wan'er to the point that she peed her pants, Ning Yan happily walked back home.

After returning home, just as she walked in, Ning Yan saw Chen Huo standing in the courtyard.

Ning Yan was still wearing her white clothes, with her hair tied up and a fake beard on her chin.

Chen Huo looked at Ning Yan, trying hard not to laugh until the muscles on his face cramped.

"Lady Ning is really childish."

"That's right." Ning Yan nodded, she was childish, and not intimidating.

The expression on Chen Huo's face was hard to describe. After hesitating for a while, he said, "The village has already sent out news of a ghost. You, take it easy."

She realized that the expression on Chen Huo's face was a little... There was no way to explain it, but Ning Yan knew that she was being treated as a ghost and ignored by Chen Huo. However, this was not a big deal.

He went back to his room and took off his beard, then washed his face and wiped the powder off his face.

He slept soundly. The next day, he ran towards the county town.

Ning Yan did not want her own life to be corrupted, there was also a fan and a juicer, she needed a carpenter to make them, the juicer was placed in the shop, the fan would store, and the gift would be kept for next year, it was still a way to earn money.

As Ning Yan was thinking about the road to riches, the capital was also thinking about the fan.

"Lu Qing, do you think it's appropriate to have the Ministry of Industry build these things?"

"With regards to the main repair of the city and the farming of the land, it would be better to sell the fans to the merchants."

The treasury was empty. No matter how diligently and diligently the people on the dragon throne worked, they were unable to create something out of nothing, filling up the empty treasury.

The Emperor was also worried.

He almost went insane trying to fill the national treasury.

Fortunately, someone at the Tongxian County raised the tempering technique a while ago.

Otherwise, it would be even harder to maintain the Xuan Kingdom.

Waving the temporarily unsolvable issue out of his mind, the man in the Nine-tentacle Dragon Robe slapped the table. "That's right, I heard that the woman in the mountain gave you a son."

"…" Lu Hanzhang never thought that the Emperor would have the time to gossip.

"Why did you bring my honored tutor to the mountains and not bring my child back?"

"Not the time." Lu Hanzhang's expression instantly turned cold.

"There are seven on the sixteen …"

"Who is that?"

"…" The emperor also had a temper. He had wanted to act as a matchmaker for his subjects and point out the woman with the best reputation in the imperial court to his subordinates.

Forget about not accepting the kindness, when he was willing, he would just look at Lu Hanzhang pitifully. Men in their twenties, other than getting injured, had never touched a woman.

If that wasn't the case, as the emperor, he would have been foolish enough to point out the value of a scholar to a general.

Do you understand the Dao of Balance?

If he hadn't known that Lu Hanzhang was crazy, he wouldn't have done such an emotional thing.

"..."

"..."

Ning Yan walked to the county city. This time, she did not go to those irregular places.

After finding the woman broker, Ning Yan counted the people that she needed.

They needed a chef who could manage their family's kitchen. He needed a helper, a girl who was not limited in age to help him on temporary matters.

The sound in his hand would grow louder and louder. There weren't many who could use it, so he didn't feel at ease.

Aunt Hua was a woman broker with a pretty good reputation in terms of Tongxian County. Seeing Ning Yan come knocking on her door, a smile appeared on her face. "What is your surname, Young Lady?"

"Surnamed Ning."

"Tell my Aunt Hua what kind of person she wants and what conditions she has, I can guarantee that you'll be able to find something that'll satisfy you."

Ning Yan would naturally not reveal all of her requirements.

Picking up the kitchen maid, he made a request, "Are there any older, cleaner women who are proficient in kitchen matters?"

"Yes, yes. Please wait." Aunt Hua covered her mouth with a handkerchief, laughed in reply, and ran inside the house.

When he came out again, there were five women following him.

Ning Yan squinted her eyes. The people she wanted were mainly people who were in charge of managing the kitchen, so cleaning and cleaning must be done for these sensible things that entered her mouth.

If you want to see a person talk about hygiene, first, look at your hands and nails, second, look at your shoes, second, look at your ears. People who could ensure that these places were clean were usually not slovenly.

Ning Yan looked around and found an interesting phenomenon.

One of them had met all the criteria and had actually shrunk to the very end. Did he not want to be bought?

If she had other choices, Ning Yan would definitely not make it difficult for him. But... In this era, it was hard to find a person that cared about personal hygiene.

According to the original owner's memories, Ning Yan understood that this woman did not even know how to bathe in winter.

The most he could do every day was to rub his hands with cold water, wash his face, and ignore his neck and feet. During the winter, there would be a thick layer of fluid left on his neck.

As such, the few women in front of him were either carrying vegetable leaves on their teeth or had a nest of mud behind their ears. They couldn't bear to look at him directly.

Ning Yan walked to the granny who was hiding behind them, and wandered around once more.

Seeing that Ning Yan was interested in this grandma, she waved the handkerchief in her hand and walked over: "Lady Ning has good eyes, this was brought here from Hangzhou."

"Bullsh * t, Hangzhou is so far away, the cost of transportation is even higher than the original price." Ning Yan tried her best to treat the person in front of him as a commodity to be picked, and would follow the customs of the countryside from time to time.

If one still weighed the consequences of the future generations, people would sooner or later be treated as madmen.

"How could I dare? Let me tell you …" Aunt Hua put on a mysterious look, looked left and right, then whispered into Ning Yan's ears: "This is a kitchen maid specially used by the Hangzhou Palace to judge people, there is nothing wrong with her cooking, but because the judge was taken down due to the matter of private salt, all her family members were sent into low class, and the remaining wives were all taken away, I had to use a lot of effort to get this woman, Ou, into my hands."

"As for why this woman is here, that judge was brought to the capital to interrogate her. The judge was picky with his mouth open and brought her along with a few concubines to the capital. Who would have known that they would be unable to return?"

"…" Is that so? Ning Yan would not completely believe the words of the Aunt Hua, but she could still believe a small portion of it.

There was definitely some culinary skills for a chef in the Judgement Hall, so Ning Yan wanted to get even more of this woman.

As Ning Yan was thinking, she noticed that Aunt Hua was giving the chef a warning look … It didn't seem that simple.

It can't be impossible, can it?

Ning Yan thought of Rong Qingchen again, thus she turned her head to look at the chef from the Judgement House. There were already wrinkles on his face, and he didn't look like a beauty at all.

Don't worry, it seems like the problem isn't with this woman.

"You? Come with me." Ning Yan finished.

Aunt Hua ran into the house happily to get the written agreement.

The wife who had clean hands and feet trembled, and directly knelt down towards Ning Yan. "Ning, Lady Ning …"