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The business is good, and Shou Xiao has persisted. After three years, Ji Mo, who has a good reputation, is blocked by many matchmakers who miss him. .

"How can I get married if I don't have a family? Take a look at your place. It would be nice to have someone who knows what's cold and what's hot. The girl I introduced here is the best in Yangjiazhuang..."

"Nonsense, I'm the best in Yangjiazhuang, you go and find out, if there's one you can't say, I'll put my head on you!"

"I'm from the Li Family Collection..."

"I belong to Wangzhuang..."

"I'm from Fenglai Township..."

The five matchmakers were blocking the gate of the courtyard, and Ji Mo couldn't even get out the gate. Hearing the squeaky noise, he suddenly realized that no elder could restrain these "good for you" aunts and aunts.

It's not easy to drive people away directly, anyone who can be a matchmaker has a good tongue, if he provokes them, his reputation as a filial son is not enough to be a dirty water.

The so-called three people make a tiger, to slander one person, a few more tongues are enough.

"Girls, aunts, the girls you introduced are all good girls, I know that, but I really don't have that kind of thought at the moment, I have to hold an anniversary ceremony for Master, I can't take care of so much for a while, you guys But forgive me, let me finish this first."

The ancient sacrifices were a big deal. When it came to the "anniversary sacrifice", the matchmakers were not in a hurry to ask Ji Mo to answer. They each quieted down and supervised each other to leave. Those who refuse to leave, don't drag them along After leaving, I returned Ji Mo's cleanliness.

Ji Mo really wanted to hold an anniversary festival, and he didn't quite know what to do when the ancient filial piety period passed, so he went to the town to ask the masters in the school for advice. He is a well-known celebrity, those gentlemen really don't look at him directly, that's the case, when he speaks, he is also polite, as if no one else has learned ancient Chinese.

It's not that they don't understand their deliberate intentions to show off, but Ji Mo also knows that status and status were almost insurmountable hurdles in ancient times. These days, anyone who can be a gentleman is richer and more powerful than him. He can ask for advice in person. The other party gave face, otherwise, a craftsman, or a paper maker who can't stand on the stage, really doesn't have the threshold to communicate face to face.

Ask carefully, thank you sincerely, Ji Mo put on a humble and sincere appearance, and he didn't forget to mention the other party's reputation when he walked out, and thanked Mr. for his generous teaching.

Everyone carried the bridal sedan chair, and he tried his best to publicize it here, and the other party would not say anything bad about him when he met someone. In this way, his reputation would be better and his business would be better.

Ji Mo is very clear about where his family's competitiveness lies. Among other things, there are three coffin shops in the town. The originally small market is divided into three. Even if his paper-making business is a small item, it must be divided. For the cake, if he didn't have a good reputation and the support of the great monk in the temple, how could he have survived these three years in peace, and for this alone, he would have to add incense to the temple during the anniversary festival.

"Go, go, you beggar, I told you not to ask here, it will affect the business!"

The young boy in the restaurant, with a white towel, was chasing a beggar woman next to him, his face was full of impatience and boredom, but he didn't speak ill of the beggar woman.

The beggar woman couldn't see the original color of her clothes, it was disheveled gray-brown, with disheveled hair, and she was holding the hand of a boy, who was about four or five years old, as thin as a handful For firewood, the beggar woman was holding something and stuffing it into the boy's mouth, pulling him away.

It is said that a lot of soldiers were conscripted for the battles in the past few years, and many orphans and widows who could not survive became beggars. No longer outside, even outside, you can often see beggars instead of beggars.

In ancient times, there was no gang of beggars, but there were leaders among beggars. Not everyone could find a place to sit and beg on the street.

Ji Mo has been to the town a few times, and he has seen three or five beggars, but this is the first time he has seen a beggar woman. I took a second look, and the face of the beggar woman was dirty. If the guy hadn't said it bluntly, I really couldn't see it. It was a woman who came out.

"Ji Mo, Ji Mo—"

Someone shouted from behind, Ji Mo looked back, and saw Yang Silang who was an apprentice in the town in the village. Yang Silang and Ji Mo were considered neighbors, and the neighbors diagonally opposite the door could not see each other when looking up, so they were still familiar.

"what happened?"

Seeing him running out of breath, Ji Mo asked with a smile.

Yang Silang looked thin, but he was strong. It was because of his strength that the blacksmiths in the town liked him, so he became an apprentice here. He has been studying for three years. The skin is much darker.

"I happened to meet you, so I saw that it was you. Do you have any paper figurines? My master's relatives want a pair. If you have them here, it would be best to get them from you. If not, I'll find another place." .”

Yang Silang knows that Ji Mo's business is good. In the past three years, Ji Mo's reputation as a dutiful son has not diminished at all. Anyone who uses Ji Mo's paper figurines will carry out the signboard of the dutiful son to publicize it. Now, Ji Mo can use it The paper figurine that was tied up seems to be a matter of face.

Hearing the livelyness in the words, Ji Mo understood as soon as he turned his eyes, this is a matter of saving face, and they all live in the same village, so how can they say no.

"If you don't have it now, it's fine. If you're in a hurry, just come and pick it up at night. I'll make it when I get back. But is there any request?"

Ji Mo’s paper figurines are different from Uncle Li’s again. The so-called blue is better than blue. The inner things remain the same, but the outer ones can look better. Spending money on beautiful things can always make people spend more money. Be willing, nothing else, just the beautiful lace pattern clothes, once this paper doll is taken out, you can compare the other paper dolls to village girls. People like it.

"There is no requirement, you just watch and do it, your craftsmanship is this!"

Yang Silang patted Ji Mo on the shoulder and showed him a thumbs up. The two of them stood on the side of the street where people were coming and going, and they settled the matter.

Yang Silang is an apprentice. He hasn't left his teacher yet, so he doesn't have so much free time. After talking about things, he will go back and ask his master for help. Ji Mo watched him run back in a hurry, with a smile on his face. With a smile, this person's temperament is really straightforward, not even a single polite word.

Ji Mo thought that he didn't have much white paper at home, and he was in a hurry to make two paper figurines, so he needed to buy some more. He was impatient to spend time making paper, and the main task was paper maker, so it seemed that he didn't need to do it himself. The paper they make is similar, and when he is too busy, Ji Mo will use the white paper he bought.

I don't know how the white paper outside was bleached. Anyway, it looks whiter than the one he made himself, and it seems to look better. However, his professional knowledge has not increased at all, and he doubts that the later upgrades have increased the difficulty.

I can't ask for another teacher.

Thinking about this, Ji Mo turned his head, only to see the beggar woman standing in the corner staring at him with dark eyes, which were not unfamiliar at all.

"You are Ji Mo? Si'er? Is your master Uncle Li? Do you remember me? I am your third sister!"

The beggar's eyes were so eager that Ji Mo couldn't help but want to back off. His temperament has always been a little timid. Seeing this, the beggar seemed to have been hurt in some way, tears streaming down his eyes, and the circles around his eyes Er quickly turned red, her voice was choked with grief, with a little slurred words, "You, don't you recognize me?"

"Wait, wait a minute, my third sister is married, she—" Ji Mo paused suspiciously. It's been ten years, or 11 years. How should he recognize someone he hasn't seen for so long?

Seeing her dirty hands, the beggar thought of something, spit two mouthfuls into the palm of her hand, and wiped it on her face casually. There was a lot of black dust on her face, and now she rubbed it away. Some places are clean, and some places are still marked, "Look, do you still know me? I am your third sister. When you were young, I often beat you. Your brother-in-law Yang Feng even bought paper from your master." Man, I cooked for you to eat, and I grabbed a handful of candy for you when I returned home..."

One by one, everything was right, Ji Mo looked carefully, there seemed to be a little familiar feeling between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Third...sister? Why are you here?"

Ji Mo asked hesitantly. When he heard about the tomb robbery, he wondered if it was the third brother-in-law Yang Feng. Uncle Li didn't even have a verification. Sister, then... His eyes fell on the boy who was uneasy because he was not held by the hand, "This child is..."

"This belongs to your third brother-in-law, so it's a long story about him."

Meeting relatives in a different place, Ji Sanjie finally had some vivid colors on her face. She followed Ji Mo to the corner and talked about those things back then. The tomb robber who was discovered that year was Yang Feng's brother. Speaking of which, Ji Mo I've seen it too, that is, the man who followed the paper figurines, pulled out the radish and brought out the mud, grabbed one, and the other didn't have to run away.

After the two brothers of the Yang family were arrested, they were not killed for a while because of the things in the tomb of the prince. Those soldiers were all poor men. The brothers went to find Baobao, and Ji Sanjie was also a hostage as a family member, and she was taken away along with her.

I didn’t suffer much, and I gained some experience. This journey lasted for four or five years. This group of soldiers has money, so why are they willing to go to the battlefield to work their lives? At that time, there were refugees everywhere, and it was very easy to set up a refugee household. Yang Feng and the others followed along, and they actually formed a village by themselves.