The rise of the poor

After Juan'er and her friends finished cleaning the kitchen, they were assigned other tasks. Juan'er and her friend Xiu'er were assigned to deliver charcoal.

In winter, charcoal is essential for heating in each house, and they are responsible for delivering charcoal to each house for three days of heating.

The two men took charcoal from the storehouse, put it in baskets and delivered it door to door.

"oops."

When she was halfway there and almost reaching Aunt Hua'er's yard, Xiu'er passed by a flower bed and something hit her knee. She slipped and fell on the flower bed with just enough time to let out a scream.

It was freezing cold and the bricks and stones were extremely hard. The impact was quite severe and Xiu'er's calf immediately began to bleed profusely. Even her cotton pants were soaked with blood.

"pain"

Xiu'er pouted her lips and tears streamed down her face.

"Sister Xiu'er, go back quickly and treat the wound and apply medicine, otherwise it will leave a scar." Juan'er said hurriedly with concern.

"But there's still so much charcoal that hasn't been delivered." Xiu'er said worriedly while sobbing.

"Sister Xiu'er, I'll help you go back. You can have a good rest in your room. I can deliver the charcoal by myself. I have been doing manual labor since I was a child, so I am very strong. Now there is only half a basket left. I can handle it by myself."

Juan'er patted her chest and said as she picked up the basket, indicating that she could carry it by herself.

"Is it possible?" Xiu'er was shaken.

"Of course I can. Don't worry. I guarantee that the charcoal will be delivered on time." Juan'er patted her chest.

"Thank you for your hard work, Juan'er. You don't have to send me back. I can go back by myself. I can walk by myself."

Xiu'er said to Juan'er with gratitude.

So, Xiu'er limped back to treat her wound, and Juan'er carried the basket to deliver the charcoal by herself.

Juan'er looked small but very strong. She carried half a basket of charcoal effortlessly. However, she had a bad memory and missed the nearby Aunt Hua'er's yard. She delivered charcoal to all the other houses in the backyard before she remembered that Aunt Hua'er's yard had not yet been delivered charcoal. She hurriedly carried the basket into Aunt Hua'er's yard.

The yard was very quiet. After Juan'er walked in, she closed the gate and walked quietly into the yard carrying the basket.

All the rooms were very quiet, only the wing rooms had any noise.

Juan'er slowly put down the basket, walked towards the side room lightly, bent down and came to the window, looking inside through the window.

I saw that the maid who had just gone to the kitchen to ask the old woman for wine and food, who was dressed as a first-class maid, was sitting at the table with one foot on the chair next to her, with her back to the door, eating and drinking.

Pour and drink by yourself.

The wine of Daming is so delicious, even better than the sake and shochu in my hometown. No wonder the head of the family has always wanted to conquer Daming's Jiangnan.

There are so many good things here, and the people here don't deserve to own such good land and such good things.

Juan'er bent down, took out a dagger from her ankle, bent her body, and walked towards the door silently like a cat.

"Twenty-year-old daughter's red wine tastes better than ten-year-old wine. Not bad, not bad. Especially when paired with the side dishes, it is simply delicious. Hiccup, another glass. Such good wine cannot be wasted."

The maid had her back to the door. She was eating and drinking to her heart's content. She was mumbling to herself and burping repeatedly.

After mumbling, she poured herself another glass of wine, took a bite of food, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, he poured himself a glass of wine and said, "I'm looking forward to tomorrow's braised shark's fin. It's glutinous and crispy with chicken soup, and it's delicious. It goes best with rice. I'll have two more bowls of rice and more wine, too."

In just a short while, he poured himself three glasses of wine.

What a drunkard!

Haha, look at her like this, she must have drunk a lot of alcohol, it would be easy to take down her little drunkard.

From what we know, she lived alone in a small courtyard, and if we dealt with her, no one would notice for a while.

After dealing with her, he changed into her clothes, and sneaked into the study in the backyard in the evening when outsiders could not see his face clearly.

According to the information obtained, the target Zhu Ping'an would work in his study until late at night every night before going to bed.

At that time, I would sneak into the study room under the pretext of giving him tea. If the target didn't find anything wrong with him, I would give him a cup of poisoned tea and send him to the west! This poison is

If the target finds out that he has a problem, that doesn't matter. He can just sneak into the study and use his own skills to kill the target, which is as easy as killing a chicken.

There was a commotion in the front yard just now. After asking around, I found out that the self-righteous guy Yao Shi failed. This guy often disguises himself as a monk to approach the target, and uses the identity of a monk to lower the target's vigilance. I didn't expect that he failed today. But this is good news. Who made this guy always put on the posture of a senior in front of me, and boasted that he would be the number one ninja in the future? Now, you can pretend again!
However, we still have to thank the self-righteous idiot Pharmacist. He was caught in a panic, and the target will definitely be relaxed.

People in the Ming Dynasty always said that those who survived a great disaster would be blessed in the future. He must be looking forward to the blessing in the future happily.

The target would never have thought that I would end his life.

giggle
I am the number one ninja under the family head.

Juan'er, no, it's Sachiko, she looked at the drunkard woman who was still drinking by herself, a cruel yet joyful smile appeared on her cherry lips, "Drunkard, no, dead ghost, let you be a stepping stone for me, Sachiko, to complete my mission."

The greatest value of your life is to be stabbed in the throat by me and then be given the first-class maid's clothes.

Don't worry, my knife is sharp and accurate. I guarantee I can cut your throat with one blow and make you die quickly.

Die.

Holding a dagger, Sachiko walked silently behind the drunkard who was drinking by herself. When the drunkard stretched out her chopsticks to pick up some food, she slashed the cold dagger in her hand across the drunkard's fair neck in a flash.

A neck as white as this one will be bleeding a lot if I cut it with a knife. But it doesn't matter, don't worry. I will cover your mouth and knock you down, and I will ensure that not a drop of blood will flow on your clothes.

Not a drop.

Sachiko looked confident.

The dagger swept towards the drunkard's neck like lightning. Sachiko could almost smell the blood. However, the next second, the drunkard's chopsticks turned around and caught the lightning-fast dagger.

His dagger was like a poor little sparrow falling into the mouth of a hawk, unable to move forward even an inch.

Nani? !!!!!!!!!
Sachiko's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Haha, keep hesitating, nagging, can you kill me?" The drunkard turned her head and asked jokingly. (End of this chapter)