Chapter 182: Seeing Through Your Identity
Hua Jiye's house is not simple, there is no connection between him and Qiandrunken Gongzi, whether it is identity and temperament, the life circle is completely different, if it weren't for himself, it is estimated that the two are really untouchable.
And the identities of these two people really don't make people think together, if I hadn't studied psychology in my previous life and didn't understand this micro-movement, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find out in a short time, because his mask covers his entire face.
Think about it carefully, during this time, Hua Jiye was in the town, and the drunken son entered Beijing, the two were not in the town on the same day, and they sold their own house, Hua Jiye knew it, so I thought about it, but I figured it out.
At this time, the drunken boy looked at Xuan Miao'er, who was stunned, thinking that she was frightened: "Miao'er, are you okay? ”
Xuan Miao'er shook her head, thinking that if you want to hide, there must be a reason for you, then I will respect your every identity, now you are a thousand drunk sons, what identity you appear, I will be your identity: "Brother Qiandrunk, I'm fine." ”
Qiandrunken Gongzi noticed Xuan Miao'er's abnormality, thinking that she was still afraid, and patted her on the shoulder with his hand: "Sit down and say, Qianxue is also an orphan I adopted, she entered the mansion later than Qianmo and Qianshu, and has been helping me take care of the housekeeping of the capital mansion in the capital, and I don't go back often, I didn't expect to raise her with such a temperament, which really frightens you." ”
It is rare for a thousand drunken sons to be able to say so many things, and Xuan Miaoer knows that a thousand drunken sons are Hua Jiye, so she feels more casual: "Thanks to the fact that I am only eleven years old, if I am twenty-eight years old and look a little more beautiful, I am afraid that in the future, Brother Qiandrunk's confidantes will come to me for trouble." ”
In fact, if the drunken boy said that he would not return to the capital often, Xuan Miaoer would have to think about why, but now there is no need for it. Because he is Hua Jiye, Hua Jiye spends most of his time wandering around town.
"You girl, you talk like you're eleven years old, I don't have any confidantes, I am responsible for Qianxue, I gave her too much power, let her have more **. I'll pay attention to that later. It's good that you're not scared. "The words of the drunken boy today are also obvious.
Xuan Miao'er smiled and didn't say anything about it, she was still a child about it, and she didn't bother to dwell on those emotional things and said, "Brother Qiandrunk." I've come up with another big deal today, you wait. As he spoke, he walked over to the desk and picked up the manuscripts he had just drawn.
The drunken boy took it and looked at it and asked, "Is this the futon pillow?"
"Yes, it's so troublesome to dismantle and wash the bedding now, isn't it much more convenient for us to make the quilt cover in this way? It is possible to print patterns in batches, and do not embroider them. How much labor and materials have been saved?" Xuan Miao'er knew that the other party must agree with this idea.
"Very well, so these are the printing patterns of the cloth?" asked the drunken boy, pointing to the remaining drawings.
"yes, what do you think? It's not difficult, I don't have to draw it myself. I still have to prepare the materials for drawing books in the rest of the time, but no one seems to have done this and printed cloth, and this skill is a good recipe. In Xuan Miaoer's heart, these are not a matter for a thousand drunken sons.
Hearing this, the haze on the face of this drunken boy just now disappeared: "You girl is so smart." I'll do this first after a year, and I'm not in a hurry about books. Tell me what you need. ”
"Well, I'll be able to be in town more often in the future, which will be much more convenient. ”
"But I won't be able to come back often after the year, and I can let Qianmo Feige pass the book to me if I have something, but don't worry, I will be by your side if you have something." The last sentence was said by a thousand drunken boys after a pause.
Xuan Miaoer knew in her heart that if the drunken son didn't go back to the town, Hua Jiye would be there every day, anyway, he was alone, and it was not easy for him to find him: "Well, I won't be polite if there is something." ”
"By the way, the last income of this year's New Year's painting is seven hundred taels, you look at the account book. The drunken boy handed over the ledger.
Xuan Miao'er still calculated on the paper for a while: "Well, every time I take advantage, I won't be polite to you." ”
Qianzui smiled: "I'll give you a silver ticket for six hundred taels, and I'll exchange the remaining one hundred taels for you for silver ingots, and ten taels of broken silver, it's convenient for you to use it, by the way, I asked Qianmo to make a secret compartment in the east bedroom of your family in the town, and you can put valuables." ”
Xuan Miaoer has to admire the other party's thoughtfulness, she is still worried about where to put this money, if it is good in modern times, just deposit it in the bank, otherwise her family is estimated to have to sleep with a silver ticket to feel at ease, it is excellent to have a dark grid.
"Thank you Brother Qianzui for considering Zhou Xiang, I am lacking this place, so I will go back early today, because our family still has to buy some things, then I will give Brother Qiandrunk a New Year's greeting in advance, I don't know when I will see you in the coming year." Xuan Miao'er said this, but she thought in her heart, I can't say that one day I will see you become the same guy as Hua Jiye.
The drunken boy nodded: "Will you miss me?"
"Of course, you're one of the few good friends of mine. Xuan Miaoer replied with a smile.
"Then you go back early, our calligraphy and painting workshop has its own carriage, so that Qianmo will put that carriage at your home in the future for convenience." "What the drunken boy said is generally decided, not discussed.
Xuan Miao'er doesn't shirk it, she can bring a lot of benefits to Qianzui Gongzi, so there is nothing wrong with using it, "Well, then I'm more convenient, thank you Qianzui brother." ”
Qianzui hesitated for a moment, and said to Qianmo and Qianshu: "You go out first, and Miao'er and I will say a few words alone." ”
After the two went out, the drunken boy took out a wooden box and handed it to Xuan Miao'er: "My little heart, thank you for the sausage recipe, my restaurant has more signature dishes, and business is much better, this can be regarded as my New Year's gift to you." ”
Xuan Miaoer felt that this gift was also the income of her own labor, so she took it: "Thank you, Brother Qiandrunk, I'm welcome." ”
"Open it and see if you like it?" The drunken boy still looked down at the elf girl in front of him, and he still couldn't help but feel better.
Xuan Miaoer opened the box, a simple set of silver noodles, not very expensive, but the pattern is very fine, she doesn't know about this, but the silver is very good, in line with her identity, if the gold herself still dare not bring it: "I like it very much, thank you Brother Qianzui." ”
"It's good if you like it, it's not too early, go back. The smile under the mask of Qiandrunk was even more presumptuous when there were two of them.
Xuan Miaoer said goodbye again, and when she arrived at the door, she turned around and waved to Qiandrunken Gongzi, before going out and leaving with Qianmo. (To be continued.) )