Lin Zi thought about what Da Jiang said when he saw An Ge going out with his master in the morning: "Ye is planning to let An Ge be his little servant!"

"You don't know that the little servant in charge of the family will be the big housekeeper in the house in the future. That's what Oe said.

Lin Zi felt that he was polite, but he thought in his heart: "Being a steward, like Song Steward, there must be no problem!"

In this way, he turned seven times and eight times and actually turned to the door of Xiaoyu's study: "The ninth master is a real heavy song." Lin Zi thought: "Master, this small study, Dajiang can't get in if he has nothing to do." An Ge stayed in it for an hour, and An Ge said that the stories he told were all told to him by the Ninth Master. ”

"But," Lin Zi thought to himself, "Yesterday, didn't the master also let me into the small study, and there is nothing unusual in the small study." "There was an idea that was swimming around in Lin Zi's mind, and Lin Zi pondered for a long time, but he couldn't catch it. Lin Zi felt that if she could catch this cunning fish, she would also be able to catch An Ge.

But Lin Zi couldn't catch it, Lin Zi thought, Song Huan's needlework is really good. She saw the clothes and skirts on her body, and if she didn't look closely, she couldn't see the stitches at all. Lin Zi squatted on the ground in despair and cried, if An Ge really became a steward, and had three wives and four concubines, what would he do? What if there is a better little girl, and An Ge doesn't want to be herself?

Song Huanhuan followed the crying to find Xiaoyu's courtyard: "Dead Nizi, you are doing death! Song Huanhuan twisted Lin Zi's ears vigorously, and Lin Zi couldn't care about thinking about An Ge being in charge, so she bent over and pouted her ass along Song Huan's hand, crooked her face and screamed. Song Huanhuan was so angry that she said loudly: "If you don't know how to do anything, you can only cry, this family can't afford it." ”

Lin Zi seemed to have remembered something, and even Song Huan didn't feel pain when she twisted her, as if she had opened her mind: "Oh, Huan Huan, don't screw it." Didn't you miss my mother just now, and you didn't let people cry twice. Okay, let go, I'll go to work. Oops, oops. Hello, Auntie, don't dare anymore. ”

Song Huanhuan let go of her hand and let Lin Zi work.

After dinner, everyone listened to the story around An Ge, Xiaoyu walked slowly to the study alone, and before he reached the door, he saw Lin Zi standing quietly in front of the door of the small study.

Xiaoyu smiled: "Linzi, is there something?"

Lin Zi saluted first, and Xiaoyu looked at her quietly, thinking that today was different from the past: "Come in." ”

Lin Zi followed behind Xiao Yu, and waited for Xiao Yu to sit down behind the desk before asking softly: "The Ninth Master said that he wanted to find a good memory, I don't know what it is for?"

Xiaoyu looked at her and thought to herself, she was really not stupid. Sometimes after following others for a long time, I don't know how I want to live when I am alone: "I am so busy all day long, I need a bookkeeper to help me keep accounts." ”

Lin Zi didn't expect to do such an important thing, so he was a little timid, and he didn't dare to say what he thought about later.

Xiaoyu asked, "Why did you find someone?" is it Nan Wan or Bei Ting?"

Lin Zi plucked up his courage and whispered, "It's me." It seems that the most difficult thing to say at the beginning is naturally easier later: "I have a good memory, and I remember all the past family contacts." "Don't wait for Xiaoyu to ask, so she said it herself: "The fourth aunt gave us two copper plates for the New Year, and my mother gave her two boys a copper for each of them, and on my father's birthday the year before last, the third uncle took a small jar of soju when he came..."

Xiaoyu was drinking tea and almost choked herself, so she hurriedly covered it with her hand and swallowed the tea. Let her stop first, and then say, "I want to have a good memory, and I want to know how to read." If you don't remember these things in your head, how can you remember this? As he spoke, he took out a big notebook from the side, flipped it through and said, "The most important thing in this one is loyalty." This account book is my net worth," Xiaoyu saw that she was about to show her loyalty again, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop it, and then said: "These two articles, keep your mouth shut, except for me and my mother, no one can say anything about this account book, the things on this account." Xiaoyu paused, saw that Lin Zi was about to speak again, and suddenly said slowly: "An Ge can't say either." ”

Lin Zi was stunned, and after staying for a long time, the expression on his face became firm: "I can save this." Without the Ninth Master, An Ge and I don't know where the next meal will be. Lin Zi said while thinking, his mind had never been so clear: "I signed a deed of sale for my master, my lord's life is good, and the slave's life can't be wrong." ”

Xiaoyu nodded, shook the abacus in his hand, and pushed it in front of Lin Zi: "This house has four hundred taels of silver, and the prince of the world will lend me two hundred taels of silver." We paid two hundred taels of silver ourselves," Lin Zi suddenly heard the number of hundreds of taels and those hundreds of taels of silver, and was a little stunned. The hand that touched the abacus also trembled slightly.

Xiaoyu smiled, drew a single row of abacus beads on the abacus and said, "This one represents five numbers." Then he touched the four beads below: "Each of these is a number." ”

Xiaoyu muttered to herself, dialing the abacus: "Song Huan is a tael of silver a month." Xiaoyu laughed twice: "Song Huanhuan doesn't know about it." Steward Song is a tael of silver a month. Come and see, that's how much it is. ”

Lin Zi had been bombarded with the news he had heard, and it took him a long time to count it on his fingers. Xiaoyu asked her not to count her fingers, but to count the abacus beads. Lin Zi regretted it a little in his heart, but looking at Xiaoyu's meaning at this time, he must not retreat. I had to bite the bullet and lie on the abacus and look hard.

When she saw Song Huanhuan again the next day, Lin Zi's heart was full of emotions, for fear that Song Huanhuan would ask her: "Lin Zi, how much is my monthly money?"

For a few days, Lin Zi couldn't eat well and sleep well, for fear that someone would find out that he knew the secret of the Xia family. It turned out that the Xia family was such a big house, and there was money borrowed by the prince in it. It turned out that the ninth master didn't have much cash in his hand. Lin Zi felt that she was about to go crazy, and she was eager to find someone to talk to. But she didn't dare, even if she wasn't so smart and insightful. Common sense is also clear, Song Huanhuan and Song Steward are borrowed stewards from the palace, if they know that the family has no money, what may it be? After tossing for a few days, Lin Zi, who has not bothered, has lost weight.

Fortunately, An Ge was also very busy, and followed Xiaoyu and Yang Baochen to the field every day, and told those long-term workers a book at noon. There are also lonely people, so they simply went to Xiaoyu's house to work.

After noon, An Ge followed Xiaoyu around the city, and if he saw someone who was playing tricks, the three of them would stand there and watch for a while, and whisper to taste it. In the evening, An Ge recognized more and more words, and Xiaoyu spoke quickly, and it only took five or six days to finish all the books.

An Ge was happy in his heart, now he didn't have to beg Xiaoyu to talk about the future. It's just that as soon as the story is finished, the long-term workers in the field are not happy: "Ball!

"I knew this earlier, what did Lao Tzu do to work in your house. ”

Originally, the work in the field, everyone else did it for An Ge. Now that the story is over, no one wants to work for him. It's strange to say, what the story is not finished is that those people don't get bored after listening to a paragraph seven or eight times. As soon as the story was finished, no one came to listen to it, and An Ge was puzzled.

After staying up for a few days, I couldn't help but ask Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu scratched her head and said, "No, I'll still have you to read and write at that time." I saw that I was done with my studies, and you no longer knew how to read. ”

An Ge was stunned, seemed to understand, but didn't.

After a few more days, when the farmland was boring, someone asked him to tell a story again. An Ge held back and shook his head: "It's just this one story." ”

After a few more days, the peasants told An Ge to tell the story: "That's it!"

Ange began to tell the story again, and he didn't tell much, only a short paragraph a day. Slowly, someone began to work for Ange.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day to distribute money, Song Huanhuan stood in her yard, pinched the two dimes of silver in her hand vigorously, and the words of Xiaoyu still sounded in her ears: "Huan Huan is also an old man, and it stands to reason that it should be a monthly example of one or two silver." It's just that, you see, it took five days to find a place to repair last month. Later, it took more than ten days to train the little girl. Alas!" Song Huanhuan's face turned red, her head buzzed, and she couldn't tell whether Xiaoyu was sighing or sighing.

Back in her yard, Song Huanhuan woke up and said to Steward Song angrily: "I can't live this bad day." Every day and earth, I worked hard, and I deducted most of the silver for one or two months, and only two dimes of silver in my hand. Old Song, let me tell you, this time you can't say anything, I'll go to the princess and ask for another errand. ”

Before the words fell, Yingxue picked up the curtain and came in: "Mother, what are you losing your temper again." She looked at the two dimes of silver in her mother's hand: "Mother, you are content, how can the princess have our errand at this time? Wait another twenty years, and then, let alone your daughter, your daughter's daughters will come out. As she spoke, Ying Xue took out a string of copper coins from her sleeve: "Mine, half-hanging." Mother, this is the first time I've ever had money. My brother and I made twenty copper plates by ourselves, and we were also happy. ”

As he was talking, Da Jiang hurriedly brought a pot of wine, and a few snacks also ran in, and when he saw his sister's money and Song Huan's two dimes of silver on the table, he hurriedly took out his own: "Mother, don't be angry." It's better than not having an errand a few days ago. Go back, Yingxue and I will be wasted, how can it be the turn of the two of us in the house. Look here, the big girl who is sure of the snow. I studied with my father for a few years, and I was always able to mix things up. It's no better than being idle in the palace. Come, Daddy, and taste this wine. ”

The clumsy Song steward, looking at the two sharp-toothed children, glanced at his wife with a little smug for the first time, and slowly took out two taels of silver from his arms: "The ninth master said, this month I hired long-term workers to open up the wasteland, I have contributed a lot, and I have been rewarded with an extra tael of silver." ”

At this time, Yingxue and Dajiang couldn't help but look around. Song Huanhuan only felt that this breath made her lungs hurt. R1152