After being read, the plot collapsed and the protagonist went crazy!

"She wants money? What does she want for a child?"

The three brothers shook their heads together. They didn't know this. They just heard what their sister meant to ask for money.

"How much do you want?" Ling He wanted to say, if it wasn't much, he could give it.

Unfortunately, the three apprentices shook their heads in unison, even the amplitude was the same.

Ling He sighed, that's it, go and tell the master again, the little girl wants money, more is always right, more is better than less.

After Xia Zhi took some delicious food to the master and apprentice, she ran back happily and told her mother that she must support Boss Su to open a shop in the capital.

"Of course I support it, but where does this money come from? It's not a small sum, you know." Xia Chen sighed.

"I do!" Xia Zhizhi said, patting his chest.

"You have? Your little money is not enough!" Xia Jinjun smiled. The little girl is the treasure of the family. Anyone who makes money will give her some, and the little girl has no chance to spend money. She should have saved some. .

Xia Zhi knew that her father was wrong, "Dad, it's not what you think. Anyway, I will have money in a few days. Mom, next time you go to Jinyifang, I will go with you."

It's not that Xia Zhizhi doesn't trust the Su family, it's just that he's afraid that his mother won't be able to explain clearly, so business matters should be left as they are, so as not to cause trouble in the future.

Xia Chen looked at Xia Jinjun, but Xia Jinjun smiled, what is the little girl doing?

However, three days later, Xia Zhili saw the big box delivered to her door and couldn't wait to open it.

"Mr. Xie is really generous. He sent you such a big box. I don't know what kind of treasure it contains." Mrs. Xia walked around the big box.

He is a prince, and the things given by the prince will never be bad.

The Xia family were very curious. Ling He looked at Xia Zhizhi's expectant look and really wanted to find a reason to leave, and then come back when the little girl stopped being angry.

"Uncle Third, open it quickly."

Xia Jinyu nodded, and then walked towards the big wooden box. The wooden box was made of good material, but it was very heavy. It was impossible to open the lid without any strength.

"What is it? Third brother, please speak!" Although Xia Jinxiu doesn't want to see the prince anymore, she is also looking forward to the gift.

Xia Jinjun saw that his little daughter was anxious and couldn't see, so he smiled and picked her up and moved closer. Xia Zhizhi lay on the outside of the wooden box and looked inside.

what is this?

"Ahem!" Ling He cleared his throat, "What's inside? What did my master give to Cicada? I don't even know. Oops, I'm really curious."

"What a treasure, are you so happy when you see how cicada looks?" Xia Jinxiu said with a smile, which made her heart itch and she couldn't help but get closer.

"What is this? Let me see!"

Xia Jinxiu took out a roll of paper, opened it and looked at it. She knew some words, but she was not interested in it. She looked at it and handed it to Cheng Han. Cheng Han held it carefully, and then she picked up two more rolls. , are all words, but the people who wrote them are different.

After taking out more than a dozen pictures in a row, she finally saw a few wooden brocade boxes. Her eyes lit up, "Oh, there are more here, they must be different."

However, after opening it, her smile was a little stiff, "It's really not words anymore, it's pens, several pens, and... ink."

She laughed twice and looked at the little girl who also had an unhappy face, "I see, this ink is good, it smells very fragrant, and it doesn't stink at all."

Xia Zhi once again felt the ridicule from Wen Heng. He was telling himself that his handwriting was ugly and that he should practice his calligraphy well.

Xia Jinjun looked at the calligraphy and had a different opinion, "What a good calligraphy. This calligraphy... is really beautifully written. It has the style of everyone. I know if I practice according to their calligraphy, it will be different. Mr. Xie also She really knows what my Cicada needs, she is practicing calligraphy during this time."

"Yes, yes, Brother Xia deserves to be a scholar. This...this is Liu Jin's calligraphy. Ah, that is a work that even the rich calligraphers and painters cannot buy," Ling He said loudly.

"And this one is from Yubao Tang. It's not cheap at first glance. Many young ladies in the capital use his products."

Xia Jinjun nodded vigorously, "And the ink, after only opening it for a moment, the fragrance hits your nose. It is definitely not ordinary."

"I understand, Mr. Xie, this gift is too precious."

If Xia Zhi didn't have so much love and people, she would really want to roll her eyes. She needs money, gold, silver, banknotes will do.

What can these do?

[Wait a minute, dad and Uncle Ling talk about these things so well, they should be able to pay back the money, right? 】

After hearing this, Xia Jinjun swallowed and swayed. She was so young after all. She didn't know how precious these things were to a scholar. She actually wanted to exchange them for money?

After Xia Zhi figured it out, she became happy. She smiled and said to the two people who sent her: "Uncles, please send it to my room, that one, thank you!"

Xia Jinjun felt like he was being pulled. He felt that it was necessary to persuade his daughter that it would not be too late to earn money in the future. If these things were sold, it would be difficult to get them again.

Xia Chen gave the two men some tea money and they left.

Ling He fled and took his three apprentices to the mountains to practice martial arts.

And Xia Jinjun was asked by people in the village to write a letter home. He planned to come back and persuade his daughter.

Mrs. Xia Chen looked at her daughter sitting on the kang, flipping things one by one. If she hadn't heard her wondering how much she could sell them for, she would have thought she liked them.

[This word is good, I wonder if I can sell it for ten taels! This pen looks quite soft and should be worth a lot of money. The barrel is also exquisite and beautiful. 】

"Got it!"

Xia Zhizhi raised her eyes to meet her mother's smiling eyes, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Master Xie sent these all the way here. Do you like them?"

【I prefer silver! 】

Xia Zhi smiled and said, "I like it, mother. When I sell these, it may be enough for Boss Su to open a shop in the capital. Money begets money, and we will have a lot of money."

Mrs. Xia Chen's eyes were full of adoration, and she gently stroked her daughter's hair, "I see, haven't you ever thought about keeping them to practice calligraphy? After all, it was Mr. Xie's hard work that sold them... No That’s great, okay? Let’s figure out how to deal with the money later.”

"Mom is not interfering with your decision. I just want to say that as for how to deal with these things, you can make your own decision. However, I think Mr. Xie is really good to you. Seeing that your handwriting is not good, I got so many things to help you. You practice calligraphy.”

For other things, Xia Zhizhi could still find reasons to say that he was planning to take advantage of her family, but this... no matter how she tried to quibble, it had nothing to do with taking advantage.

Even if it is really a joke, there is no need to put so much thought into it.

Xia Zhizhi sighed, what on earth was he going to do?