Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Seeing that the weather is getting colder, the leaves in the courtyard have turned yellow. In the past few days, the backyard has been replaced with thick cotton mattresses, and Xiyuan is no exception.

Rong Yu grunted, turned her body over, and buried her suet-like face into the soft and thick quilt, with a white foot straddling the quilt, her rosy, round toes slightly Curled up, black hair scattered, winding into several black rivers on the bed.

A Liang was in a daze, but didn't call him for a while.

The sound of firecrackers outside woke Rong Yu up,

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, saw that it was Ah Liang, and closed his eyes again: "What time is it?"

"It's almost time." A Liang put down the food box as if nothing had happened, and went to fetch some clothes from the racks for him, "Master, did you not sleep well yesterday? Why are you still not up now?"

Rong Yu sat on the bed and put on her clothes, said with a smile: "It's cold, so I can sleep well, if you don't come in, I guess I'll have to sleep till the sun rises."

"Don't sleep, it's busy today, it's a pity not to go see it!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, A Liang felt a little regretful. Where did the young master go, and he didn't know why the young master offended Lord Hou again. During this period of time, he was busy working from dawn to dusk. When he was in the mansion, he was devoted to work. Where could he find time to inquire? What, I wanted to ask Rong Yu but I was afraid of making him sad, so I changed the subject.

"It's a good night's sleep."

Rong Yu smiled and said nothing.

It's not that Rong Yu is sleepy, it's just that last night he thought of all kinds of reasons to persuade Song Yanming to let him go free, but Song Yanming is such a character who is easily persuaded by others, if he uses his identity as an issue, he will not kill himself?After much deliberation, I had no idea, so I tossed and turned for half a night before falling asleep.

He got off the bed, put on his shoes, and seeing that A Liang hadn't left, he said casually, "How's it going? Last time I heard you said that West Street looks good. How are the sales these days?"

Ah Liang immediately cheered up, "Very good!"

He was a little shy, but also a little excited, "Young master, you don't know, I don't have to carry a lot of burdens to go to the West Street to sell it now, and people will come to buy it just at home."

"Wow, that's really good, you have to work hard, kid!"

Rong Yu was really happy for him, and he was also a little bit complacent in his happiness, his prescriptions are still all ancient and modern.

Ah Liang nodded, thinking of something, he hesitated for a while, these days he struggled for a long time, no one discussed this matter with him, the only one who can give him an idea is Rong Yu.

"My lord, the shopkeeper of Fengxiang Restaurant found me the day before yesterday and said he wanted to buy my 'steamed cake' recipe..."

Rong Yu was startled: "You didn't sell it to him, did you?"

A Liang quickly shook his head: "Not yet, this is the young master's secret recipe, how can I sell it to others arbitrarily,"

Rong Yu is not worried about his own interests being damaged, he likes A Liang, a simple and hard-working young man, if A Liang can completely change his destiny with the money he got from selling this prescription, then it is not a waste, but there is nothing wrong with business, Especially for a half-grown child.

"How much did he pay you?"

"It's a full 20 taels. I've been working in the house for ten years to get so much money." A Liang was a little tongue-tied when he said it. He had never seen so much money before. It depended on a few copper coins and a few copper coins. How long does it take to sell steamed cakes to earn.

But no matter how much money there is, it is still the son's property. Although he is tempted, he has to ask Rong Yu's opinion first.

Rong Yu didn't know much about prices in this era, but after hearing A Liang's words, she knew that the price offered by the shopkeeper was very appropriate - 20 taels was actually not much, but it was already a great temptation for a poor family.

He thought for a while, reached out and grabbed A Liang's shoulders, pressed him on the stool, and asked him solemnly: "A Liang, what do you want to do if you are given 20 taels of money?"

"This, this belongs to the young master!"

Rong Yu was amused, and only asked again: "If it were you, what would you do?"

A Liang said without hesitation: "Naturally, I will keep it well and treat my mother's illness."

"If the shopkeeper of Fengxiang Restaurant bought this recipe, can you continue to sell this 'steamed cake'?"

A Liang shook his head, "Of course I can't. When the time comes, it will be written in black and white. If I sell it again, I will be sent to the government."

"Then secretly transfer this Fang Zier to other restaurants?"

"How is it possible? Although I, Li Liang, am a commoner, I am also very trustworthy. Besides, the shopkeeper of Fengxiang Restaurant knows the popular grandpa in front of the Empress Dowager. Who would dare to sell what he sells."

Rong Yu clasped her hands in understanding, "So, if you sell this prescription, you can only get 20 taels of silver, and then go back to the house to work and get that little salary, right?"

A Liang nodded.

Rong Yu smiled, pulled up a chair and sat down, and patted Ah Liang on the shoulder:

"Good boy, this recipe has taught you that it is yours. You can naturally dispose of it according to your wishes, but I think that even the shopkeeper of Fengxiang Restaurant will buy your recipe. It must be that this steamed cake is really a word of mouth. Good, right?"

"Of course it is!" Ah Liang's face turned pale, "There's nothing bad about eating it, son, you're really good at coming up with a way to make pastries."

Rong Yu didn't care about his compliments at all, and just leaned closer to A Liang, with bright eyes:

"Do you want to quit your job in the Hou's Mansion and open your own shop? Hire one or two workers? Earn more money and not be as tired as you are now?"

A Liang turned pale with shock, "How could I? People like me..."

He seemed to be making excuses for himself: "The Hou Mansion treats me with such kindness as a mountain, how can I, how can I..."

Before he finished speaking, Ah Liang also understood how ridiculous he was. How could he put gold on his face? The fact is that he was not repaying his favor to work in the Pingyang Houfu, but the Houfu was kind to him and allowed him to be a grassroots man. Do things to supplement the family.

Seeing A Liang lower his head in embarrassment, Rong Yu smiled considerately.

A person will naturally panic when faced with huge differences of choice, let alone a 16-year-old boy like A Liang.

——Opening a shop means that he will face huge risks, even have nothing, and may not even have a way out.As for this stable job in the Hou Mansion, if he doesn't make big mistakes, it can basically be regarded as a pretty good job.

It is not easy for a 16-year-old boy who lost his father since childhood and is poor and helpless to jump out of his comfort zone.

Rong Yu is naturally ambitious, but how can she use the life of an innocent young man to endorse her intentions?

So Rong Yu stopped persuading her, and only said softly: "You are so young, it's good to be able to afford a family. As for opening a shop, let's talk about it later."

After speaking, he patted Ah Liang and stood up.

Time to go eat.

Only by eating a little full can we have the energy to fight the fierce battle at noon.

Seeing A Liang standing there in a daze, Rong Yu thought that her words had irritated him, so she only comforted him a few words, let him work hard, and don't need to think about other things.Seeing that it was getting late, A Liang left worrying about gain and loss.

When it was almost noon, Song Wenyan arrived as promised. He was dressed very formally today, and his powder-carved face seemed to have matured a lot—if you ignore the two faint marks on the eyes.

Rong Yu's ears were hot again.

Holding a scarlet invitation card in his hand, Song Wenyan walked up to Rong Yu with his head held high, and he bowed solemnly: "Brother Rong, Wen Yan sincerely invites you to come to our family banquet."

Rong Yu snorted, took the invitation with both hands, and said solemnly: "It's an honor."

Only then did Song Wenyan smile as usual, and said to Rong Yu: "Let's go, brother should have returned from the palace at this moment."

"Success!" Rong Yu narrowed her eyes slightly.

As expected, he was stopped by the government soldiers when he left the gate of the garden, Rong Yu slowly took out the invitation card: "Look clearly, your Lord Marquis invited me."

One of the government soldiers took it and looked at it. It was indeed a post from the government. He hesitated for a moment, and then saw Song Wenyan following him, feeling at ease, and immediately retreated: "I have offended you."

Song Wenyan looked at the government soldiers strangely, but Rong Yu had already swaggered out, so he quickly chased after him.

***

Director Qi saw Rong Yu approaching from a distance with a half-smile, his whole face turned green immediately, and immediately called two soldiers from the left and right, and rushed towards Rong Yu angrily.

"What are you doing here?!"

"—Uncle Qi, this is a distinguished guest, don't be rude!"

Song Wenyan came out from behind Rongyu, with a slight dissatisfaction on his face, he clearly reported to Director Qi yesterday that he invited distinguished guests here, why did he encounter such impolite situations all morning , I don't know what brother Rong will think when he sees it.

Manager Qi was taken aback for a moment, Rong Yu had already taken out an invitation card from his sleeve calmly, with a pair of dexterous and beautiful eyes:

"Mr. Qi is well. Well, it's what Lord Hou meant. I'm sorry to take care of you today, hee hee."

Mr. Qi would not believe him, but seeing that the invitation card was indeed the standard of the family, he looked at him with a red face, and then at the little master, and suddenly realized.

At the moment, he was so angry that his veins were throbbing, he hated that this scoundrel lied to even children, and actually let Master Hou and him fall into the trap.

Just as it was about to break out, a bunch of voices came from outside:

"Master Hou has returned home!"

作者有话要说：谢谢大家！感谢在2019-12-0400:00:59~2019-12-0422:29:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: ferry Lin Yongdu 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Lan Yiqin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!