The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

　　 Jiang Chan is very satisfied with Carlos's knowledge of current affairs. Is it worthy of being a nobleman? This ability to make the rudder look at the wind is called a masterful.

　　 "I didn't expect you to take care of this place so well." Looking at the busy people, Carlos suffocated these words.

　　 "I didn't expect that I would live in a crowd, didn't you?" Jiang Chan smiled, and said the second half of Carlos's sentence.

　　 "Yes, I always thought you would live in the manor alone." Carlos didn't hesitate, "But also, hiding in the crowd, ordinary people can't find us, and it's more convenient for you to find food."

　　 Jiang Chan's face was cold: "Do you think everyone is the same as you? There is so much blood in this world, but I don't want to drink human blood."

"You take the things back as they are. Don't come here if you have nothing to do in the future. I won't pursue your transformation of me anymore." Jiang Chan suddenly changed his face. Without thinking about the relationship between Carlos and Malvina, he rushed to Carlos. Three views, they are destined not to be the same.

　　 Carlos confidedly, always being rejected, he couldn't hang on his face, he didn't even enter the manor, and he left with a whip.

　　 Watching the carriage gradually disappear from the field of vision, Jiang Chan turned around and returned to the manor. When facing Carlos, Malvina's emotions were particularly intense.

　　 Jiang Chan also took a lot of effort to keep his face calm, which also required a lot of effort. If Carlos left, she wouldn't be stretched anymore.

　　 "Have you put down yet?"

　　 Jiang Chan leaned on the sofa, his face a little ugly. Perhaps it was because of the strong strength of the original owner, which also made her mood swings more intense than ordinary people.

　　 "It's not easy to say letting go." A long sigh sounded, "I have been with him for hundreds of years, and it's not that when I have never had a happy time, I let go all at once. I can't do it."

　　 Jiang Chan can understand, love, there is sweetness and bitterness. It seems that it can be soaked in a honey pot when it is sweet, but the bitter taste is better than that of Coptis.

　　 "Then you just haven't seen him like this? I don't think he will give up, especially for such an arrogant man. What they don't get makes them more worried."

　　 Jiang Chan doesn't understand love, but she can figure out people's hearts. Carlos may be deterred by her force at first, but how could such a person give up lightly?

　　 "No matter what he thinks, I just want to be at ease in this life. Since he turned a blind eye to me in his previous life, why should I worry about his mood in this life?"

　　 There was a long silence before the original owner said this. "I found that people who are heartless and heartless will be happier and don't have to think so much. Now that you have done a good job, I will slowly stay away from him."

"At this time, I will feel heartache when I see him, but after ten or twenty years, no matter how strong emotions are, it will gradually wear off. I am not afraid of time. For me, time is the least valuable thing. ."

"Furthermore, the later, the more I discovered that I had a big disagreement with him. Although we feed on blood, I know that we restrain our appetites and do not attack innocent people, but Carlos is arrogant. In his eyes, it seems that humans are just his food, which I absolutely cannot accept."

　　 Jiang Chan curled the corners of her lips. Okay, what the original owner said came into her heart. What she fears most is the love brain, as if there is nothing but love in the whole world.

　　 What kind of three-minded morality, that is not to care about anything. It seems that as long as a man treats herself well, she doesn't care about anything.

　　 The harvesting of the farmland near the manor lasted for about ten days, with people coming and going every day, which brought a lot of popularity to the originally quiet small manor.

　　 Jiang Chan said that he would not have to give the renter for the first year, but everyone still sent Jiang Chan a variety of agricultural products. There are breads they make themselves, fruits they pick, and various vegetables they grow themselves.

　　 Looking at the various agricultural products piled up in the manor, Jiang Chan stroked his forehead. With so many things, she wants to eat until the year of the monkey?

　　 Ruini's family rented five acres of land. Because it was newly opened, the yield per acre was not high, only about 500 catties. But the amount of five acres of land is quite a lot, and it was the first time that Ruini saw the granary piled full.

　　Their family lives in the manor, and the harvested grain is naturally stored in the manor. If this is transported back, no one at home will look at it. If there is a bit of a bit missing by the time, who will they find reason?

　　 This day, Amy was drying wheat on the field in front of the manor. The little child ran around on the barley barefoot, smiling carefree.

　　 "Rini, how do you usually eat barley?"

　　 Ruini smiled: "When it was difficult before, we seldom ate bread. Most of them were ground into flour and then washed into wheat paste. Although it was not delicious, it was able to survive."

　　 "Is there no other way?" Jiang Chan's mind turned around. The recipes in her mind could write a few thick books, and Barley's practice was no exception.

　　 "It can also be baked into bread, but it takes a long time to make it. We usually don't make these."

　　 Jiang Chan understands in seconds, how else to say that the more luxurious the life of the nobility, the harder the life of the common people will be.

"The main reason is that there is too much bran in the milled flour, and the copied bread is also very hard. Miss, don't you know, some black-hearted bakers not only dope with bran in it~www.wuxiamtl.com~ even even Sawdust or pebbles will be put in it. If you don’t pay attention, your teeth may collapse."

　　 Ruini cleaned up the kitchen quickly, and was distracted to answer Jiang Chan's question.

　　 Jiang Chan frowned: "Can't we remove the bran inside?"

　　 "It's very difficult. I heard that some nobles have a few maids in their homes, who are responsible for removing the bran. The cleaner the bran is, the softer the bread will be."

　　 "Be a sieve." Jiang Chan blurted out. If there was a sieve, wouldn't there be so many things?

　　 "Sieve?"

　　 "It is to make a box with wood, and then put a layer of gauze on the bottom. The iron net is more durable." Jiang Chan wanted to talk about bamboo. Later, after thinking that there is no bamboo in this world, she turned to something else.

　　 "Iron is very precious. Ordinary people can't bear to buy a pot, let alone make a net." Ruini picked the bran in the barley flour and used it twice.

　　 Jiang Chan thinks about it. She made the stove here after she came to the manor. Fortunately, there is a small oven in the kitchen. The stew pot was originally present in the manor. Later, she went to the town to buy a soup pot and a water pot, and also bought a pot similar to a pan.

　　 Ordinary people who want to pick out the bran can only do it by hand, and the work efficiency is too low. Thinking about these, Jiang Chan deeply missed the benefits of modernity, at least it was more convenient and quicker.

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