pjbooks Chapter 17: Is drawing talismans simpler than drinking water?
Chapter 17: Is drawing talismans simpler than drinking water?
Madam Qian was also shocked, her mouth agape: This kind of servant?
Zhao Taohua saw the resentment and grievance of the menstrual spirit and coldly threatened, "If you don't want to do it, I'll grind you to dust right now!"
“Go! Go! Go!”
Fuck you!
I curse you to have your period every day!
Menstrual Spirit readily agreed, saying that as long as she was alive, there was always a chance to turn things around. She would make sure that brat tasted the power of Menstrual Spirit and begged for death.
Seeing this, Qian reluctantly said to Yue Shijing, "Then come with me to get a hoe and clear out that patch of land in the east corner. I need to start seedlings later."
The woman with menstrual blood was keeping her mouth very low, and reluctantly followed Qian to the kitchen to get a hoe.
Seeing that Zhao Taohua had completely mastered the art of menstruation, Grandma Feng looked at Zhao Taohua with even greater admiration.
Just now, at the Zhao family's old house, she saw Peach Blossom catch the Menstrual Spirit with her bare hands and make it reveal its true form. She knew that Peach Blossom was no ordinary person!
"Peach Blossom, Grandma Feng has a question for you. Do you sell any amulets? I want to buy one for protection, to avoid getting into something unclean."
She's too old to endure the kind of suffering that Sun Zhaodi went through.
Zhao Taohua happened to have a peace charm that she hadn't sold yet, but unexpectedly, Grandma Feng took the initiative to buy it.
"Yes, Grandma Feng, one hundred coins for a peace charm."
As she spoke, Zhao Taohua took out the peace charm from her bosom.
A hundred coins are a lot of money for the villagers, but compared to life, money is not as important as life.
Grandma Feng bought it right away, happily placed it close to her body, and instantly felt much more at ease.
"Peach Blossom, you must visit Grandma Feng's house when you have time."
Seeing that Grandma Feng had left, Shen Ming hurriedly left as well, as if Zhao Taohua were some kind of monstrous flood.
Zhao Taohua watched his retreating figure with amusement. His ears would turn red at the slightest provocation, and he would occasionally look at her warily. It was quite adorable!
When she turned her head, she saw the Menstrual Spirit standing in front of the east courtyard wall, holding a hoe high, drawing an arc in the air, and then landing steadily.
As the hoe entered the soil, he slightly turned his body, flipped it over with force, and pried up the entire clod of soil, uprooting the grass roots.
Seeing that she was working hard, Zhao Taohua closed the courtyard gate and went back to her room to count the money.
Now, she has saved up four taels and two hundred and seventy-two coins.
Mr. Qian said that even if they saved money, building a new house would still cost five taels of silver, so they had to keep working hard. They were just seven hundred and twenty-eight coins short of the last one.
Thinking about it, Zhao Taohua quickly spread out the yellow paper, preparing to draw eight more peace talismans. Once she sold them, it would be enough to build a new house.
The spirit of menstruation peered through the window and saw Zhao Taohua rapidly drawing talismans inside the room.
Obediently boom!
She can draw talismans more easily than drinking water?!
Good and fast!
However, she put down her pen after drawing two pictures.
However, after witnessing Zhao Taohua's superb talisman drawing skills, the woman was only filled with the thought that she was incredibly strong, and did not think at all about why Zhao Taohua stopped after drawing only two talismans.
Zhao Taohua put away the brush in annoyance. Damn it, she had used up all her spiritual energy again, and Shen Ming wasn't around. She couldn't draw the talisman.
Recalling the way Shen Ming looked at her like a monster when he left today, she knew he would be wary of her if she went to find him now.
Therefore, she needs to find another way to earn the remaining money.
Zhao Taohua looked into the courtyard. With the help of the menstrual spirit, the vegetable seeds were planted quickly, and Qian used thin wooden sticks to separate them according to variety.
Zhao Taohua stared at the blood-red dress worn by the menstrual spirit, which was embroidered with mysterious dark patterns. She looked the menstrual spirit up and down, noting that every detail was exquisite and perfectly matched the spirit's temperament.
It's eerie and terrifying!
Zhao Taohua's eyes flickered, and a guess popped into her mind: Could it be that Menstrual Essence made this outfit herself?
Even the floral crown on her head?
The more Zhao Taohua looked at it, the more it resembled the real thing. It would be a waste not to make use of those skillful hands.
Her needlework was far superior to Qian's.
A handkerchief embroidered by the Qian family sells for two large coins, while a finely embroidered one for menstruation can sell for at least four large coins!
Thinking about it, Zhao Taohua smiled slightly, revealing her pearly teeth, and her eyes curved into crescents. Wasn't this the way she had developed the ability of her menstrual essence to make money?
Just as the menstrual spirit put the hoe back in its place and prepared to rest for a while, Zhao Taohua appeared behind him without him noticing, her dark eyes revealing a glint of fear in the menstrual spirit's eyes!
Sure enough, the next moment she heard Zhao Taohua ask, "Menstrual spirit, did you embroider the dark pattern on your red dress yourself?"
In an instant, a bad premonition rose in her heart.
She quickly considered whether to answer yes or no.
Finally, her intuition told her that she should answer no!
She quickly explained, "Miss Zhao, how would I, a mere spirit, know these things? This is a dress I stole from a clothing store before."
Zhao Taohua propped herself up on her elbow with one hand and rested her chin on the other, saying, "You've been a spirit for hundreds of years, you have plenty of time to master needlework."
You bought all of this yourself, right?
The red dress and white cloth were not made of ordinary fabrics, but were woven from ice silkworm silk from the Tianshan Mountains. They were soft, dustproof, and waterproof.
Even when walking through clouds, mist, rain, and dew, it will not get wet at all, always remaining dry and clean, as if protected by an invisible barrier.
And the floral crown on your head, though it looks like fresh flowers, is actually embroidery made from silk threads made from shark skin.
Not only are they lifelike, but they also stay fresh and vibrant. Even real flowers placed next to them would pale in comparison.
You're telling me this was stolen from a clothing store?
After Zhao Taohua finished speaking, she gently took Menstrual Essence's hand.
Before the menstrual spirit could figure out what Zhao Taohua was going to do, she saw Zhao Taohua gently stroking her fingers and saying, "Your hands must have suffered a lot over the years embroidering this dress!"
"!!!"
Menstrual fluid frowned as it looked at its own fingers.
The calluses on the embroiderer's hands were different from those of others. Most people only develop calluses on their palms, but her hands had calluses even on her fingertips, and they felt hard to the touch.
Embroidery has been done for hundreds of years; the needles haven't been used for nothing!
Menstrual spirit looked up at Zhao Taohua, thinking, "How come this brat is so smart?"
She's right about everything!
She even knows the material of clothes!
The menstrual spirit reluctantly admitted, "Miss Zhao, I have some needlework skills."
Zhao Taohua smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you to embroider some handkerchiefs."
Zhao Taohua led her into the main room and gave her Qian's embroidery basket to use.
The Menstrual Spirit picked up the items from the embroidery basket, cursing inwardly: Embroider! Embroider! Embroider! Embroider your mother's ass, I curse you to have your period every day!
Zhao Taohua looked at the menstrual blood embroidery handkerchief for a while. Even though it was only a few stitches, Zhao Taohua could tell that the finished handkerchief would definitely be extraordinary.
Perhaps even four large coins wouldn't be enough to reflect its value.
At noon, Zhao Taohua and Qian Shi ate steamed egg custard and stir-fried vegetables. When Qian Shi finished eating and came to the main room, she saw the menstrual spirit sitting on the embroidered handkerchief.
I walked closer, picked up her embroidery, and exclaimed, "My goodness, it's so beautiful!"
Qian looked at the woman in disbelief. Could she even do needlework?
Three embroidered designs have already been completed, depicting persimmons, peaches, and loquats respectively. They appear so lifelike on the handkerchiefs that they seem almost real.
Qian felt inferior; she had practiced embroidery for decades, but she couldn't even match one-tenth of the skill of menstruating women.
Although the Menstrual Spirit was a spirit, she was skilled in needlework and had a unique understanding of it. Qian sat beside her and embroidered a handkerchief together, occasionally asking her for advice.
Zhao Taohua calculated the speed at which the menstrual essence could embroider a handkerchief in half an hour, and that would amount to forty-eight handkerchiefs a day.
Even if it sells for four large coins each, it will only take a little over three days to help her save up five taels of silver.
Her house can be rebuilt; the heavy snow this winter won't collapse her roof!
However, many other villagers' houses are also old and have sparse thatched roofs. How will they survive the heavy snow this winter?
How to get through the winter safely?