Chapter 342

"Can, still the same as the operating table before, the storage fee is one point per month." The system had a business-like attitude.

"Deal!" Du Ruo agreed very readily.

She was stingy before because she didn't have it.

Now she wasn't short of money, one point was only equivalent to ten taels of silver, which was no burden at all for Du Ruo today.

In this way, Du Ruo invisibly had a space where she could store some important items, effectively preventing loss.

It was simply a must-have artifact for home travel and killing people for goods (no).

Du Ruo suddenly remembered one thing.

"By the way, Little Tong, can people be deposited?"

The system was speechless. "Host, can you stop being so whimsical? According to your idea, if you see someone you don't like, you store them in this system, wouldn't the world be in chaos? You'd be invincible, wouldn't you?"

Du Ruo snorted.

If you can't, just say it, why so much nonsense.

And you still have the face to brag every day that you are a super-strong system, what system ancestor, just this little ability...

"Hey, this system is a system, not a god!" The system heard all of Du Ruo's belly-aching, and was so angry it almost smoked. "How can a living person be stored? Do you want to let them out after storing them? How to explain to them after they come out? Do you want to clear everyone's memory? By then, not only will the host have trouble, but this system will also be severely punished and formatted!"

Du Ruo's eyes rolled.

"Your meaning is, living people can't, but dead people can?"

System: "..."

You really know how to grab keywords.

"The rules are indeed like this." It hummed. "As long as it's a dead object, it's fine, but the storage fee varies from object to object."

So that's it, fine.

Du Ruo didn't dwell on this problem anymore, and after storing the silver notes and land deeds, she pretended to be fine and followed the large group back to the Xian Hall.

To thank Master Yan and the others for their help, Du Ruo arranged a luxurious buffet for everyone that night, eat whatever you want, no upper limit.

Anyway, no matter how much you eat, it won't cost much money.

After all, although there is no upper limit for ordering, the capacity of the stomach has.

After the meal, Du Ruo called Lao Tietou aside alone. "Uncle Lao Tie, when I placed the bet, I put out two thousand taels, and you put out three thousand taels, so of the thirty thousand taels paid by the Prince Ji Mansion, eighteen thousand taels are yours."

"The amount is too large, it's not convenient for you to carry it, and it's not safe. How about this, I'll keep it for you first, and I'll give it to you when we return to the village."

"What do you think?"

Lao Tietou blinked. "Lady, you got it wrong, right?"

Did she get it wrong?

Du Ruo immediately calculated in her heart, three thousand taels, one to six, eighteen thousand is correct.

Just as she was confused, she heard Lao Tietou continue: "That three thousand taels back then was borrowed by this old man to the Lady, not bet by myself, so the Lady only needs to return three thousand taels to me. That eighteen thousand taels has nothing to do with this old man, this old man doesn't want it."

Ah, this, Du Ruo was stunned.

"That's not right, Uncle Lao Tie, you didn't say it was borrowed to me back then."

"The Lady remembered wrong." Lao Tietou laughed. "This old man remembers very clearly, it was borrowed."

Du Ruo: "..."

She had seen people shirking responsibility, but she had never seen people shirking money.

Money, money, and he didn't even want it?

She could see it, this old man was playing dumb.

People are playing dumb, but she can't follow, otherwise she won't feel good in her conscience.

Du Ruo tried to persuade him again, but no matter how she talked, Lao Tietou just refused to accept it.

The two argued until their faces were red and their necks were thick in the corner.

Those who didn't know would think they were arguing.

In the end, there was really no way, no one could convince anyone, Lao Tietou simply proposed a compromise: "How about this, this old man is alone, often feeling lonely, doesn't your family have a new mansion? I see it's very big, how about leaving a room for me?"

After a pause, he hurriedly added: "Don't worry, this old man won't eat and live for free, this old man can do all kinds of work, farming, raising dogs and feeding horses, looking after the house, and in the future, I can help you bring the baby, I guarantee I won't be an idle person who likes to eat and hates to work!"

Du Ruo couldn't laugh or cry, and felt inexplicably sad.

When people get old, they love liveliness, and worry about being disliked by young people, so they are always cautious.

"Alright, I agree to this matter, Jiang Li definitely won't have any opinion." It's just an extra pair of chopsticks, besides, where can I find such a capable good old man?

The matter was settled.

Lying in the quilt at night, Du Ruo mentioned this to her husband.

Jiang Li's eyes flickered. "It seems he finally figured it out."

Du Ruo was full of question marks. "What do you mean?"

Jiang Li kissed her fair and beautiful face and smiled: "I haven't told you, actually Uncle Lao Tie... is my master, my martial arts were taught by him."

There was such a relationship?

Du Ruo was surprised first, then suddenly realized.

Everything made sense.

No wonder Jiang Li's martial arts were so good, she thought he had figured out the moves himself while hunting before.

No wonder Lao Tietou had always been so concerned about her stomach.

And urged her to have a baby time and time again.

It turned out he wanted to hold his grand-disciple soon.

Good guy, he hid it deep enough...

"This matter is not shameful, why hide it?" Du Ruo was very confused.

"It's Uncle Lao Tie who doesn't want people to know." Jiang Li explained. "He said he offended people when he was walking the dart, and that person had great power, so he was worried that people would come to him for revenge, and then implicate me."

Oh, so that's it.

"Then now..."

"Now maybe he figured it out, or the enemy is already dead."

Du Ruo nodded.

Hopefully he is dead, otherwise there will be trouble in the future.

After finishing this, Du Ruo asked about Jiang Li's situation.

Jiang Li hugged her tightly, his handsome face full of apology. "Sorry, wife, I'm afraid I can't accompany you to the Apricot Forest Conference tomorrow."

Originally, he went to the government office to report two days ago, and Prefect Su was very good to him, thinking that his family was old and young and needed to be settled properly, so he specially allowed him to take office after the New Year.

And specially vacated an office for him to use.

It was very caring.

Jiang Li was also ready, planning to accompany Du Ruo to the competition and cheer for her.

Who knew, early this morning Prefect Su sent someone to call him over and gave him a difficult task.

That was to protect Prince Yu personally.

Prefect Su's meaning was that those who participated in the Apricot Forest Conference were from all over the world, and the personnel were complex. Although there were heavy troops guarding the scene, and Prince Yu also brought guards, if the assassin was really hiding among them, it would be hard to guard against.

If Prince Yu had an accident in Fengyang Prefecture, the heads of Prefect Su's family would not be saved.

Considering Jiang Li's good martial arts and the fact that he was local, he let him take office a few days early.

What could Jiang Li say?

Naturally, he could only agree.

"It's okay, you go, official business is important." Du Ruo was very reasonable. "I'm fine, there's Old Ke with me, I won't be bored."

To be honest, she was quite worried about Zongzheng Yun.

That guy didn't seem to know martial arts, even if he did, it was probably three-legged cat, otherwise he wouldn't have almost been assassinated before.

Having Jiang Li by Zongzheng Yun's side to protect him, Du Ruo was very relieved.

As for Jiang Li himself, the system had already said that he had opened his broken pulse and rarely had opponents.

So the problem was not big.

The couple tossed for half the night, then fell asleep in each other's arms.

Early the next morning, Du Ruo's good apprentice Ke Old Baby came to pick her up very early.

That guy was like going to the battlefield, excited.

First called Master.

Then called Master Dad.

If Du Ruo hadn't stopped him, he would have knelt down and performed a big kowtow ceremony again.

"Master, we have to go early, there are so many people!" Seeing Du Ruo still drinking porridge slowly, Ke Old Baby was so anxious he spun around.

Du Ruo had to quickly shovel two mouthfuls into her mouth, then put down the bowl.

Bian Dou Dou and the others also wanted to follow, but were stopped by Doctor Ke.

"It's useless to go, the first day is the primary election, only those who have signed up can enter, if you want to watch the fun, you have to wait until tomorrow."

The students had to stay behind in disappointment.

Jiang Li had already called a carriage, and the three of them sat on it and went straight to the venue.

The venue was set in a manor in the west of the city, and the carriage ran for a full hour before arriving, which was quite far.

When they arrived, they saw.

Good, the huge venue at the gate of the manor was full of heads, at least five or six thousand people.

Not inferior to the grand occasion of the imperial examination day.

But unlike the uniform Confucian shirts there, here it was all kinds of clothes, what kind of dress was there, red and green, gray and colorful, some wearing long shirts, some wearing short hits, and some wearing padded jackets, you could see the four seasons at a glance.

The doctors in ancient times were really casual, Du Ruo curled her lips.

Soon she noticed a situation.

That was—almost all men, very few women, not even one in ten.

It seems that the status of women in this era still needs to be improved...

Just sighing, she saw Xiong Er walking quickly toward them. "Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Li arched his hands at him. "Brother Xiong."

"Let's go, Brother Jiang, I'll take you in to familiarize yourself with the venue first." As he said this, Xiong Er's gaze fell on Du Ruo. "Lady Du is here too?"

Du Ruo smiled. "Yes, come to see and see."

"Haha, humble, isn't it? With Lady Du's medical skills, you will definitely be able to achieve a very good ranking."

After the pleasantries, Xiong Er pulled Jiang Li in.

As for Du Ruo and Doctor Ke...

Have to line up.

Guarding the door were hundreds of soldiers in armor, each with a serious face, standing like wooden stakes, only their eyes vigilantly staring at the people on the scene.

The soldier in charge of the inspection shouted there: "Come one by one, enter the venue with the number plate!"

Number plate?

Du Ruo looked at her old apprentice.

Doctor Ke hurriedly touched two wooden plates out of his bosom carefully, one engraved with three eight eight eight, and the other engraved with three eight eight nine. He handed three eight eight eight to Du Ruo. "Master, this is yours, we signed up a bit late, so the number is relatively behind."

It turned out to be arranged according to the order of registration.

Du Ruo took it and held it in her palm, slowly moving forward with the team.

Believe it or not, the quality of the doctors is generally quite good, there is no scene of pushing and shoving, cutting in line and arguing.

Everyone is very conscious...

Just thinking about this, suddenly someone pushed her from behind and she stumbled. "Let go, don't block the way!"

Du Ruo: "..."