I opened a bookstore in ancient times

Su Yao waited for a while, and then Cheng An came back.

He looked extremely calm.

Cheng An: Get used to being scolded and scolded, just get used to it.

Fu Ling first explained Su Yao's diet and daily life in detail, Cheng An agreed word by word, made a deep review and made a deep promise, and was waiting for Fu Ling to mention the red bean cake, but caught a glimpse of Fu Ling staring at the Zhang Tiaozi, his face sank slightly.

Su Yao asked: "What did Mr. Fu say about the embroidered book?"

Fu Ling was only silent for a while, and said slowly in a low voice, "Okay. But I want to see this painter named Xu."

Hearing that tone, Cheng An felt chills all over.

He couldn't learn it, so he could only say succinctly: "Mr. Fu agreed, but he must meet the painter first."

"Really?" Su Yao couldn't help being surprised.

Although Xu Ze has outstanding painting skills, he is still young and unknown.He was very worried about Fu Ling's refusal, and he said many good things for Xu Ze in the note, feeling quite uneasy.

Unexpectedly, I agreed once.

Su Yao was naturally very happy, and thanked Fu Gezi for a long time in his heart.

Fu Gezi is really a good person.

Seeing Su Yao's expression, Cheng An suddenly didn't know what to describe.

At this time... you should pretend to be dead.

So Cheng An went to build a chicken coop again.

He worked wholeheartedly, and the chicken coop was built quickly.

Cheng'an cleaned up the inside and outside, then paved thatch for the chickens, poured water on the chickens, and added millet to the chickens.

Looking at the two white-haired chickens that were alive and kicking, worrying about what to eat for lunch, when I entered the room, I saw a table for eating.

Su Yao smiled: "This is what Mr. Fu just sent."

Cheng An immediately stood up with the bowl in hand: "Young master, you can eat."

Su Yao pulled him: "Uncle Qi is staying at the workshop for dinner, and he has sent someone to deliver the message. I don't have an appetite, how can I finish eating by myself?"

"Young Master, eat slowly, you can't finish this meal, and continue to eat the next meal." Cheng An said the same words as Uncle Wu without a teacher.

Su Yao smiled again: "As I said before, meals are eaten together. There is no need to pay attention to the rules."

I really don't care about the rules with you.

How dare I eat the food that the eldest son gave you?

If I take one more bite, why don't you take one less bite, the eldest son will not kill me if he finds out?

Cheng An pretended to evade it, and finally took an excuse to have a stomachache, walked to the kitchen, and brought out the morning white porridge, tea, eggs, pickles and shredded vegetables.

Just as he was bitterly mixing sesame oil with shredded pickles, half a beggar chicken was thrown in from the window.

Cheng An was very moved: "Thank you Brother Dark Guard..."

Cheng An refused to eat together no matter what, Su Yao could only cook at a large table by himself.

The dishes are delicately cooked, light and refreshing, with little oil or water. Although Su Yao could barely taste a little taste, but seeing how beautiful they looked, she tasted a little of each dish.

Zero and zero total, with half a bowl of porridge, and I ate a lot in the end.

Crucian carp tofu soup seems to have a shallow taste. Su Yao was at the time when his sense of taste was out of order. Biting tofu and biting candles tasted the same, and he only drank two sips; The egg skin shreds are also picked and eaten clean.

He felt a little overwhelmed, packed up the dishes and lay down on the couch, looked at the lush sycamores and magnolias outside the window, and thought of Fu Gezi again.

He was given medicine when he had a fever last time, although he didn't remember it, but Bai Min said that it was a very precious medicine; this time he brought a table of appetizers.

Just a few more words, and then I responded to the matter of embroidery.

I never thought Fu Gezi was a cold-faced and warm-hearted person.

It's great for friends.

If Cheng An heard it, he would definitely complain, and he would be warm-hearted towards you, but he would be cold-hearted towards other people, and he would be venomous.

It's a pity that Cheng An is not here, and Su Yao can't hear the complaints. She just feels that she misjudged the wrong person before, and she is ashamed for a while, and she deeply introspects: Since Mr. Fu is so sincere to his friends, he will also reciprocate.

Xiuben must be the best in old Beijing, and must not let down the beautiful friendship with Fu Gezi.

But right now, I have to take care of my body first.

The prescription he took seemed to be effective, but the effect was very slow and he was extremely prone to sleepiness.

Su Yao lay down on the couch to digest, and fell asleep again.

The sunny afternoon light is extraordinarily comfortable, dazzlingly bright, quietly seeping in through the window panes, tracing the shadows of flowers, branches and new leaves on the ground.

Half of Su Yao's face was under the sunlight, half of it was buried in the shadows, her eyes were closed, her fine eyelashes drooped, and a tear mole at the corner of her eye was very eye-catching, adding a touch of romance to the calm and gentleness.

The dark guard quietly reminded Cheng An: "Go and tuck our future master under a quilt."

Cheng An spat out the chicken bones, cleaned his hands, and lay down on the side of the couch to watch for a while: "It's good to be educated. The eldest son wrote a book casually, and he even hugged a daughter-in-law."

"That was also written by the eldest son. Where is our eldest son not outstanding?" Dark Wei Bing was hanging from the beam, and whispered again, "She is not a daughter-in-law. I don't like our master even when I look at him."

"Master, why didn't you say so clearly?" Cheng An was a fool in love.

"It's okay to just say it when you come up? If someone doesn't want to, then you don't even have to be friends." Dark Wei Bing ate candied fruit, "Anyway, the master must have plans, so don't worry about it."

Cheng An raised his head and squinted his eyes: "What are you eating, give me a bite."

Throwing down an oil bag: "Remember to give the money later."

"You're stingy." Cheng An hugged it, and just after taking a sip, a human voice suddenly came from outside.

Cheng An hurriedly hid, but saw Qi Bo came back, followed by a woman in a beautiful dress wearing a veiled hat.

Cheng An was startled, and Qi Bo said first: "Miss Xie, this is Cheng An, the servant."

Cheng An suppressed his doubts and saluted according to the rules.

Qi Bo paused for a while: "Where is your son?"

"My lord finished drinking the medicine and just fell asleep." Cheng An lowered his hand.

Qi Bo was about to speak, but Lin Niang hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Su is ill, it's just a coincidence that I came here."

It seemed a little cramped: "I'm the one who was impatient, is Mr. Su better?"

Qi Bo looked at Cheng An, and Cheng An said: "It's much better. The doctor said it's just the wind, and it will recover after a few days of rest."

Lin Niang hesitated: "Then...then I'd better not bother you. Mr. Su, rest well first, and I'll come back another day."

She said goodbye at the sound, hurriedly boarded the carriage, and immediately changed into a sad face: "Nurse, I don't see anyone."

Nanny Song glared at her, then sighed deeply: "Girl, what would you like me to say about you?"

Niang Lin was very aggrieved: "Then Mr. Su is sick, so it may not be because of me. My father said back then that Mr. Su is not in good health..."

"You know that she is weak and sick, but you still bring Ah Chan to make trouble in front of others?" Nanny Song was heartbroken, "I asked you to retire, and you just retired like this? Is it because you don't want to show off?"

"I didn't show off. Ah-Chan finally accepted me, and it was too late for me to laugh secretly. How dare I show off."

Lin Niang said aggrievedly, and then mentioned, "By the way, mother, you can teach me how to embroider peonies. I saw a flower before, and it is suitable for embroidery on Ah Chan's wedding..."

"What embroidering!"

Nanny Song interrupted, "If you didn't cancel the Su family's marriage, how could you get married? We didn't take it for granted, but you went to startle him. Now that he's sick, you can tell me what to do."

Lin Niang frowned for a while: "Then I... I can only pay him back..."

Then I thought about it: "I'll tell my subordinates to keep the original price of the books for Su's bookstore in the future, and to be the first one on the list, and to supervise the school and deal with people...I'll let shopkeeper Liu take it over personally. Madam, you Look, is this okay?"

Shopkeeper Liu is the second shopkeeper of Xie's Carving Workshop. Under Lin Niang, he always says what he says.

Linniang didn't know at the moment that her arrangement would save everyone in Xie's Carving Workshop in the not-too-distant future.

Right now, she only regards this as an apology for retiring the engagement. Nanny Song nodded in satisfaction, and said earnestly: "That's it. We have always been on good terms with the Su family, and aside from other things, we should have treated the Su family a little bit more."

"Although Mr. Su doesn't intend to get married after looking at it now, there is actually Ah Chan on your side. If Mr. Su is a mean person, our two families have already settled Liangzi."

"Although Mr. Su doesn't care about it, we have to make up for it, otherwise we will be wronged in the future. The girl has also been in business for many years, so she must understand the power of human relations. Our family is going to grow, but we must not become enemies at this time. Let outsiders laugh."

Nanny Song is a stable old man of the Xie family, and she always strives to be impeccable in her work.

Lin Niang nodded, and thought for a while: "You don't need to say more, I know how powerful you are. You and I haven't made much publicity about the marriage contract. In a few days, I will write a letter with Mr. Su and agree on everything in private, that's all. .”

Nanny Song replied: "Okay. The letter is appropriate, and it will save you from seeing each other."

Sunny round, fine weather.

The apricot trees and begonias in the courtyard all bear small flower buds, and the branches and leaves are tender, attracting birds to sing softly in the shadow of the trees.

Su Yao's bad cold came on fiercely, and he didn't know anything about the outside world. After sleeping like this for five or six days, he could feel better.

When Su's bookstore reopened, there were obviously more customers in the shop.

Old acquaintances came to say hello one after another——

"I heard that Mr. Su is ill, is he better?"

"Last time I read half of the book, and the bookstore was closed, which made me anxious."

"Is Boss Su's new recruit? He's really smart."

"If I don't come here for a few days, I'm thinking about the pear tea here."

"Tea comes second. It's rare that Boss Su's place is quiet. I read the book in Jinyuzhai for two days, and the Baibao Pavilion next to the family is really..."

Su Yao responded one by one, and now there are more and more customers in the bookstore, and many of them are from other bookstores.

The traffic flow of his bookstore is finally worthy of the floor area.

After another three to five days of feeding, Su Yao felt healed up, and returned to the full blood state of Chi Ma Ma Xiang.

He was thinking about the embroidered book, so he went to find Xu Ze first when he went out.

Originally, he was prepared to spend a lot of time talking, but unexpectedly Xu Ze was silent for a while, and then nodded in response.

Su Yao was naturally pleasantly surprised: "I'm only worried that you don't want to, and I'm thinking..."

Xu Ze was silent for another moment, and said in a low voice: "Grandfather once said that Danqing is a way of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, not a skill to show off, let alone gain fame and reputation in exchange for money. But I..."

He bit his lips: "But I have no choice right now. I have to make a living. Daily necessities, food, housing, and transportation all need money. The government will try it in the future, and it will be expenses again."

These days, literati and inkmen all promise themselves to be lofty and uncontaminated, Su Yao understands, but Xu Ze can figure it out on his own, which makes him even happier.

Xu Ze was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and said softly: "What's more, this is the opportunity that Boss Su asked for from me. I can't... let Boss Su down."

Su Yao was quite relieved, but he didn't dare to take the credit: "You don't need to thank me, I'm just passing a word in the middle. If you want to thank, I should thank Mr. Hetai. Mr. Hetai is really warm-hearted, I'm just with him..."

Xu Ze was also very grateful at first, but his heart gradually sank when he saw Su Yao Yan Yan smiling and praising Fu Ling.

His gratitude almost faded away. Su Yaofang stopped and said again: "Mr. Fu said that he wants to meet you. Look, can we do it tomorrow?"

Xu Ze hid the gloomy look in his eyes: "Okay. I also want to meet this Mr. Fu."