Transmigrated into Substitute Bride 'Fu Lang'

Chen Xing felt the force of Gu Lang stroking the top of his head, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably.In a quiet room, such a sound is so obvious.

Chen Xing just stared at Gu Lang stupidly, and couldn't say anything for a while.

It wasn't until Gu Lang suddenly let out a chuckle that Chen Xing suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his head a little shyly, and began to cast aside in his heart the nympho behavior that he had been staring at Gu Lang just now, how could he behave so Silly, like a nympho who has never seen the world.

Looking at Chen Xing's annoyed expression secretly, Gu Lang looked at him with pampering eyes, and didn't do anything to make him uncomfortable, just stared at him and said softly: "Okay, we're ready to start Bar."

Hearing what Gu Lang said, Chen Xing quickly responded, "Ah, okay, let's start."

After finishing speaking, he ran to the desk first, stared at the white paper above with piercing eyes, and made a posture of studying.

Seeing Chen Xing running away in a hurry, Gu Lang felt that he was cute for no reason. He put his hands on the corners of his lips to prevent himself from laughing out loud again, otherwise Chen Xing would definitely become angry again. He had better stop teasing him him.

Gu Lang adjusted his emotions, walked to Chen Xing with a serious face, picked up the book that was placed on the table just now, and said to him: "Okay, let's start studying."

Chen Xing was still a little embarrassed facing Gu Lang, but not as embarrassed as before.Hearing his words at this time, she nodded gently, waiting for him to start teaching.

Gu Lang picked up the book and put it in front of Chen Xing to open it, so that Chen Xing could see the text inside, then pointed to the first one and said: "This book is used by various families to enlighten children. It is the most suitable teaching material for people with basic knowledge. Later, I will teach you a character, and you will write a character on the paper. Today we only learn five characters, and when you have learned them all, we will learn more next time. Learn some."

Gu Lang's voice was like a breeze blowing leaves, which calmed Chen Xing's impetuous heart. He nodded towards Gu Lang, and responded softly, "En."

Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing who was ready, and hooked the corners of his lips, "Then let's start. You see, this word is recognized as 'I', which means..., and the reason why it is like this is because... ..."

With a gentle tone, Gu Lang began to explain the meaning of that word to Chen Xing. At first, Chen Xing was a little uncomfortable because of the close distance between them, but as Gu Lang's story became more exciting, he began to I was immersed in it a little bit, and even listened with relish.

When Gu Lang finished the story derived from that word, Chen Xing seemed to be fascinated by what he heard, and Chen Xing, who couldn't recover for a long time, stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead, and said in a warm voice while he stared at him in pain. :"Understand?"

Chen Xing held his aching forehead, feeling that Gu Lang treated him like a child, telling a bedtime story in one word, if he couldn't understand it, wouldn't he feel sorry for Gu Lang's good intentions.

So, Chen Xing looked at Gu Lang and nodded, and whispered, "I understand."

Gu Lang looked at him with a faint smile all the time, and now seeing his puffy look, the smile on his face was even stronger, "Okay, let's write."

Chen Xing looked at him and nodded, took a deep breath, picked up the writing brush placed on the table, with a serious expression, and a correct posture for holding the brush.

Chen Xing slowly compared the characters he had just learned, and began to write them out on the paper stroke by stroke.But when he finished writing with confidence, looking at the jumbled words on the paper, a big word '囧' appeared on his originally serious face.

Gu Lang next to him looked at the words on the paper that seemed to be written by a three-year-old child, and then looked at Chen Xing, who was beside him with loveless written on his face, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Hearing that laughter, Chen Xing froze for a moment, and then his ears turned red uncontrollably.

Gu Lang stared at Chen Xing's slightly reddened ear tips, feeling an urge to try the feel, but soon he restrained the idea of ​​doing this, he felt that if he really did that , Chen Xinghong's place must be more than just the ears.

Gu Lang coughed, pretending to be casual, and said: "You are a beginner, and the brush is soft and difficult to control. It is very good to be able to write like this."

Chen Xing heard Gu Lang's tone that seemed to be coaxing a child, and squinted at him, with suspicion and resentment in his eyes.

Gu Lang received his gaze, and looked away uncomfortably, trying to change the subject: "Besides, it's your first time to practice, and the order of writing is not right, so it's normal that you can't write well."

Hearing what Gu Lang said, Chen Xing was a little surprised. He didn't expect that in their era, such things as strokes had already been developed.

Just when Chen Xing was about to ask him how to write well, Gu Lang walked slowly behind him and took his hand very naturally.

Chen Xing froze for a moment, feeling Gu Lang's warm breath on the back of his neck, a numbness spread directly from there, and then spread to his whole body, making him feel hot all over.

Gu Lang didn't seem to notice his stiffness, he pulled his hand to hold the brush, and whispered in his ear: "Look carefully, how I write."

Hearing the voice coming from his ear, although Chen Xing was still a little uncomfortable, he managed to pull himself together, following Gu Lang's writing steps, and memorized the steps he taught him to write stroke by stroke.

The afternoon sun poured into the house through the windows and shone on the land in front of them, giving the whole room a warm and sunny color.

When Gu Lang let go of Chen Xing's hand, Chen Xing hadn't recovered from the warm atmosphere just now. He stared at the beautiful font written by him and Gu Lang, and he was a little dazed. .

Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing's appearance, and asked softly in his ear: "Will you meet?"

Hearing this sound, Chen Xing nodded shyly as if he had suddenly recovered from a dream.

"Then you write it again yourself?"

Chen Xing nodded, and wrote it again according to what he taught, and the handwriting he wrote was indeed much better than before.

"You did very well."

Gu Lang's gentle voice sounded like he was praising a child with potential.

Although Chen Xing was still a little embarrassed, after the shock just now, he was no longer so shy, and replied softly, "Thank you."

Gu Lang turned his eyes away from Chen Xing, picked up the book just now, and began to teach the next word.

In the lazy afternoon, Chen Xing spent his study life in the gentle voice of Gu Lang, accompanied by the breeze blowing in from time to time.

It wasn't until Chen Xing went out to set up a stall the next day, and recalled the incident with a slightly sober mind, that he suddenly realized one thing, that is, Gu Lang explained to him the meaning of every word yesterday, and Tell him the derived stories.

If there is not enough knowledge reserve, Chen Xing feels that Gu Lang can't tell so many allusions at all, so how big is Gu Lang's knowledge reserve?

Chen Xing stopped suddenly, and Qiu Jiu, who had been walking with him, cast a puzzled look at him, and was taken aback by Chen Xing who suddenly turned his head to stare at him.

"Chen, Chen Xing, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Xing looked at Qiu Jiu who was staring at him vigilantly, and directly expressed his doubts, "Has your son read a lot of books?"

Qiu Jiu thought that he had encountered some kind of problem, but when he heard him ask this question, he immediately showed a proud expression, and almost patted his chest and said, "I didn't say that, in the whole country, there is no one who is more knowledgeable than my son. A knowledgeable person!"

Chen Xing looked at Qiu Jiu's complacent look, and asked again hesitantly, "If this is the case, why doesn't he continue to take the entrance exam?"

Chen Xing felt that it shouldn't be difficult to become an official based on Gu Lang's way of citing scriptures for himself, and if the Chen family knew that he was famous, they would not have humiliated him as casually as before.

Qiu Jiu was stunned for a moment with a complacent expression, and then felt uncomfortable for a moment, his mind was spinning rapidly, and finally he managed to say an answer, "Young master is not in good health, you can't use your brain too much!"

Chen Xing looked at Qiu Jiu with an unnatural expression. He always felt that things were a little strange, but he also felt that what he said made sense. He had watched documentaries in his previous life. Gu Lang's body might not be able to withstand the harsh environment of the imperial examination room. When I came down, I believed it a little bit.

Qiu Jiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Chen Xing didn't ask any more questions and seemed to believe him a little.

After the two came to the booth and placed the ingredients, the guests came to the door one after another.

The tables, chairs and benches in Chen Xing's place haven't been repaired yet, but it doesn't affect the number of customers who come here to eat. Even because they are sent back to eat, the selling speed becomes faster.

Just when the items at Chen Xing's booth were almost sold out, a middle-aged man in brocade came towards his booth with two servants.

The middle-aged man came in front of Chen Xing, first scanned him up and down with his cloudy eyes, then slightly raised his chin, and said somewhat meanly: "You are Chen Xing?"

Chen Xing saw that he didn't seem to be here to buy things, and his eyes were a little more vigilant, but he still nodded and admitted.

Seeing that Chen Xing answered his words, the expression on the middle-aged man's face became more and more arrogant, and he said in a haughty tone: "I am the housekeeper of the Zhao residence."

Chen Xing nodded to him, not understanding what he meant by saying this to himself.

The butler saw that Chen Xing's face didn't change at all after hearing where he came from. It was completely unlike others who came forward to flatter him when they heard that he was the housekeeper of the Zhao family. It was hard to see, and his tone became more and more impolite,

"My lady bought a kind of dessert from you last time. My wife liked it very much. She sent me to buy some more."

Chen Xing felt that his tone of voice made him uncomfortable, but when he opened the door for business, he would always meet all kinds of customers, so when he heard him say this, he was not angry, but just reasoned with him politely,

"I'm sorry! First of all, since you are the housekeeper of that Miss Zhao's family, you should know that I didn't sell that dessert to Miss Zhao, but gave it to her as a thank you gift. Secondly, I don't sell that dessert to the public. Yes, so I'm sorry, I have nothing to sell you."

Chen Xing's words made the housekeeper's face extremely ugly. He didn't expect that there would be people in this city who would not give him Zhao family face.

Thinking of the task assigned by his wife, the butler looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and quickly calmed down again. He felt that the young man in front of him should not be disrespectful to Zhao's family, but knew that they belonged to Zhao's family. Man, now that he knows he has something to ask for, he starts taking Joe.

Thinking about it this way, the butler looked at Chen Xing with more disdain, and his tone of voice when talking to him became more impolite, "That dessert is for my wife to entertain distinguished guests, as long as you make it, feel free to ask for anything." !"

Having said that, the housekeeper looked around the shabby shed, and said disdainfully: "If you want to change the cooking environment, it's okay, there are many restaurants under the Zhao family, let you go there at will Being a chef in a restaurant is better than staying here all the time."

Chen Xing, who thought that this person could not speak at first, became ugly after hearing his words. He felt that although his small stall was not very good, it was not to the point where he could be belittled wantonly. .

No matter how good-tempered he is on weekdays, he was a little angry at this moment. He looked at the butler of the Zhao family who had almost talked to him with his nostrils since he appeared, and said coldly:

"Sorry, since you didn't understand just now, I'll say it again. I won't cook for you, and I don't need to be a helper in your restaurant. My own small stall is very good!"

Hearing Chen Xing's merciless refusal, the butler of the Zhao Mansion became a little darker, pointed at him and said, "Don't play hard to get for me."

Chen Xing was laughed at by him, and said helplessly: "I don't need to play hard to get, because I don't need you to help me with anything at all. Since you are not here to buy things, please don't continue Stop here, my guests still need to buy something."

The butler was very angry at his words, and after hearing his order to evict the guests, he gave him a hard look, turned around and left with his servant.

After the group of people left, Qiu Jiu turned to look at Chen Xing next to him, and saw him staring at the direction in which they left thoughtfully. There was a little more expression on his usually gentle face at this time. Very inexplicably cold.

Qiu Jiu hesitated for a moment, and comforted Chen Xing: "Don't worry, they dare not do anything to you."

As soon as Qiu Jiu said this, Chen Xing turned his head to look at him.

Only then did Qiu Jiu realize that Chen Xing's eyes were not only not worried at all, but full of deep doubts.

Then, Qiu Jiu heard Chen Xing's confused voice ringing in his ear, "Tell me, why is Miss Zhao's temper so good, but her servants are so different?"

The maid who came with Miss Zhao last time was the same, the maid who came to get the dessert was the same, and the butler of the Zhao residence who came this time is another.

Qiu Jiu shook his head when he heard the words, indicating that he was not very clear.

Chen Xing sighed, and didn't seem to want to continue asking. He just glanced at the simple thatched shed above his head again, and asked rather sadly, "Is my shed really that broken?" It didn't hit him, but it still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Listening to Chen Xing's question, Qiu Jiu looked into his eyes seeking knowledge, struggled for a while, and changed a euphemistic way of saying, "This shed is not as bad as he said, but it's a little too simple."

Qiu Jiu said it euphemistically, but Chen Xing heard the implied meaning, he sighed a long time, and said helplessly: "Well, I think it's time for me to think about renting a shop .”

In fact, with the money Chen Xing earns now, it is more than enough to rent a shop, but he thought that this place still has a period of time before it expires, and the rent needed is still small, so he thought about doing a short period of time here first. Time, when I have saved enough money, I will pay back part of Gu Lang's money first, and then rent a shop to expand my business.

It's just that Chen Xing now feels that he can actually rent a shop to expand his business first, and then save money to pay back Gu Lang.Anyway, according to Bao Lang's current situation, he shouldn't be short of that money for a while.

Thinking of this, Chen Xing had a plan in his mind. As for the trouble caused by the housekeeper of the Zhao residence just now, he immediately forgot about it.Since he is an unimportant person, there is no need for him to worry about it.

Seeing that Chen Xing quickly regained his usual ease, Qiu Jiu heaved a sigh of relief.If Chen Xing went back in the state he was just now, he still didn't know how to explain to the young master.

When he returned to Gu's mansion, Chen Xing had completely forgotten about the fact that the housekeeper of Zhao's mansion came to make trouble.His mind was full of calculations about how big a shop he would be able to rent with that little money.

After eating, Chen Xing went back to his room, planning to use his lunch break to count how much money he had earned, and to figure out where he should rent the shop.

As soon as Chen Xing entered the room, he dragged out his money box from a hidden space inside the bed, put the thing on the table and opened the box.

In that box, besides a few pieces of silver, there were also a few banknotes. These were all the money Chen Xing had earned after various successes during this period of time.

Chen Xing poured those things out of the box, and then slowly counted them. After counting, he found that he had earned 20 taels of silver during this period of time.If you rent a less expensive house here, the money is enough to pay half a year's rent.

After Chen Xing calculated the gains and losses, he decided to rent a house first, and then make money to pay Gu Lang back.After a while, he went to Gu Lang and talked to him about his thoughts, and he felt that Gu Lang would definitely agree to his request.

Chen Xing put all his little treasures back into the box, and happily went to bed for lunch.Thinking about getting up later, I will tell Gu Lang about this matter when I go to look for him to read.

At the same time, Zhao Mansion.

Zhao's mother looked at the second housekeeper who had promised her well before going out, but at this time she hadn't completed the task, she threw a teacup over and asked sharply, "Is that how you do things?"