Shen Lingxi is a butcher in Nanming Town. She has precise knife skills. Restaurants all over the city come to order from her, and her life is prosperous.
Until the uncle lost all his family property and colluded with the government to imprison her aunt in the woodshed and force her to go hunting in the back mountains to pay off the debt.
Shen Lingxi entered the mountain with a knife, but instead of hunting the bear, she stepped on the cliff first.
When her head hit the stone, Shen Lingxi was thinking: "I haven't paid back the three hundred taels of silver, but I owe God my life first."
When I opened my eyes again, there was a broken book in my mind that turned pages automatically, called "Appraisal of Objects". When she touched a stone, it said stone, when she touched wood, it said wood. When she touched the half-dead man lying by the stream, it was silent for three seconds and said
"It's tricky, it's recommended to take a detour."
It was too late and she dragged him to the shore.
He had half an arrow stuck in his body and a lot of blood was bleeding from his body. She tore off her apron to tie his wounds. He woke up and stared at her. He opened his mouth and asked, "What's your name?"
"Save your life." Shen Lingxi opened his mouth and stuffed a piece of dry biscuit, "Master Yushi, right? You owe me a favor, you have to pay it back later."
He smiled and passed out again. This man was quite capable of laughing, but later she found that he was even better at pretending.
She stood in the vegetable market and set up her stall again. Next to her was a royal censor in rich clothes, who rolled up his sleeves to help her.
"Sir," she held his wrist, "are you strong enough?"
He looked down at her hands and smiled: "You can try it."
"What did you do?" She asked him.
"Smooth."
Later, the knife came from Shen Lingxi's back. He pushed her aside and took the blow himself.
Blood sprayed on her face.
Shen Lingxi knelt in the mud, and Gongye Yuanzhou fell on her knees and continued to speak: "Lingxi... There is blood on your hair."
"Shut up."
"You didn't hurt me the first time."
She changed her face with this face, and went to Beijing alone to beat the drum. On the day when the thirteen officials were sacked, she was squatting at the gate of the city eating sesame seed cakes. When she looked up, she saw him wrapped in a cloak and leaning on the carriage. His wounds were not completely healed.
"The new female officer from the Ministry of Finance," he stretched out his hand towards her, "is my salary enough to pay for your ribs?"
She stood up and stuffed the remaining sesame seeds into his mouth.
Why isn't it enough?
Intention: Study hard and strengthen your ambition