Chapter 23: The New Year
Zi Mo happily returned home, and Rushi was still lying on the windowsill with the light in the dark waiting for her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Quickly changed his clothes, ate a few bites of hot snacks and drank some hot tea as usual, Zi Mo pulled Rushi a little excitedly and talked for a while.
"Hehe, like poetry, I'll tell you good news, I'll be rich after a while."
"Where's the money, Miss?"
"Earn it."
"How do you earn it?"
"Make a fortune and start your own business."
"Miss doesn't understand what the slave doesn't understand."
"Hey, it's fine. You'll understand it later. ā
"So what has Miss been out for the past two days?"
"Well...... Confidentiality for the time being. Ha ha! ā
Zi Mo felt excited when he thought about it, and he was so happy that he didn't want to close his eyes when he lay on the bed. While thinking about the good days in the future, while thinking that the partner is still a beautiful man, my heart is beautiful, and I can't close my mouth with joy.
Rushi sat on the small bed and yawned sleepily, looking at Zi Mo's excited appearance, but she also felt happy. Reaching out and patting his mouth, he couldn't help but fall asleep first.
The shopkeeper of Juxiang Lou Tong sat on a wooden chair on the fifth floor, looked at his son-in-law, and smiled meaningfully.
"You're idle?"
"Hehe, now that it's closed, I'm naturally fine."
"Do you want me to arrange for you?"
"That's not necessary, that's not necessary." The shopkeeper Tong changed his face and waved his hand again and again, oops, how could he get carried away, while the son had not spoken, he hurriedly retreated while being happy, "Childe, you are busy, you are busy, then think, then think." "Then I thought about someone.
Xiao Yao glanced at him lightly, suddenly turned to the street outside the window, and stopped.
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The days passed like a white horse, and they walked to the end of the year in a blink of an eye.
Business in Juxiang Lou became more and more popular, and until the beginning of the new year, a new dish was introduced every month, forming a scene where it was often booked out before it even went on sale. Even Zi Mo also made a lot of money.
In the first month, Zi Mo would show up in Juxiang Building every week according to the agreed date and night to personally teach Uncle Li the new products she had prepared, and it was rare to see Xiao Yao again and have a short chat with him, of course, most of the time Zi Mo was chatting, and Xiao Yao slowly tasted her newly developed dishes made for him. In the next few months, as the New Year was approaching, there were more and more affairs in Chengfu, and the maids and maids on duty at night also began to get busy, and Zi Mo often couldn't get out because of this, and missed several appointments. Another day, Xiao Yao seemed to ask casually, Zi Mo smiled and said, "It's almost the New Year." Xiao Yao lowered his eyes thoughtfully.
One day later, Zi Mo suddenly saw the shopkeeper Tong come to her with a friendly smile, followed by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy: "Zi Mo, this is Fugui, if you want any new dishes in the future, you can write it on paper and hand it to Fugui to bring back to us." It also saves you from running out every big night. ā
Zi Mo looked at it, and the little boy named Fugui stared at the back of the shopkeeper Tong with a tangled face, and felt that after Zi Mo looked at him again, his face turned red and he swished to the side, looking very arrogant. Zi Mo's gaze moved downward, and after seeing him clasp his two hands together and buckle them back, he smiled quietly.
"No, it's not that troublesome for me to come out."
"That's not going to work." Shopkeeper Tong spread his hands, and the paper fan shook for a while, "I brought it to you, anyway, my task is completed." If you don't accept people, then there will be no place for riches. We gather in Xianglou, but we don't raise white rice. The shopkeeper shook his hand, looking like you are in charge.
When Fugui heard this, his little face became even more entangled, and he stepped forward and said with a helpless face: "Please accept me!" "Zi Mo sounds so awkward, and Fugui is obviously reluctant......
"Uncle Tong......" Zi Mo shouted.
The shopkeeper turned his body away: I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything......
Fugui gritted his teeth and immediately knelt on the ground: "Fugui must do things well, ask the master to accept Fugui." "I won't get up if you don't say yes.
Zi Mo had no choice but to agree.
The days are getting more and more prosperous, and Zi Mo has felt it deeply recently.
Juxianglou's business is booming, and she gets more commissions. Zi Mo entrusted the shopkeeper Tong to store most of the money in the money bank for her, and only kept a small part for emergency use. With money in my body, I suddenly felt safe and secure in my heart. Occasionally opened a small stove, and with Aunt Lan and Zinuo, the two also grew a lot of meat, and their complexion became more and more ruddy.
On Chinese New Year's Eve, the second room still failed to rush back for the New Year, and Mrs. Tai presided over the overall situation, led everyone to open the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors, and waited until dark, and the whole family gathered together to have a hearty Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.
The imperial court has three days off, and Cheng Rui has been resting at home since Chinese New Year's Eve. Because the children in the family are also at home on vacation, they often call Zihang to go to the study for guidance and discussion. Even the youngest Zinuo was handed over to the study for a few random inspections.
On the first morning of the new year, there was a light snow in the sky.
This is the second snow since the beginning of winter.
Zi Mo got up a little late, and when he woke up, the sun had already begun to climb the treetops.
The night before, he accompanied Mrs. Tai to keep the New Year, and later waited for Fugui to appear until the early hours of the morning, gave Fugui a big red envelope, and asked Fugui to hand over a package to Xiao Yao. Thinking of Fugui's stunned expression when he got the red envelope, Zi Mo couldn't help but want to laugh again.
"Why do you want to be so happy?" Pictured, with two double buns, each tied with two small red silk flowers, lined with fleshy cheeks pink and tender, wearing a new red jacket, jumping in and running, like a New Year doll.
"Of course I'm glad to see you." Zi Mo teased her.
"The young lady is happy again." Picturesque and shy.
"It's not good to coax you. No one coaxed me! Zi Mo pretended to be jealous, and said, "Well, well, our picturesque is the longer it looks." ā
"Miss, don't praise her, the mirrors in the room should be broken by her." Rushi walked in with a food box.
"Haha!" Zi Mo smiled, "It turns out that Ruhua loves to look in the mirror so much, I knew that I would give you a bronze mirror, and you would have saved the red envelope." ā
"Miss!" The picturesque stamping of his feet made the rest of the people laugh.
"Where's Zinuo?" Zi Mo asked while eating.
"I'm going to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. with a few young masters." Lu Ning said on the side, "The master has also gone out, and I think I should come back later." ā
"Oh." Zi Mo responded without raising his head.
"Miss Tomorrow is going to the lady's house with the old lady, but what do you have to prepare?" Midori asked.
"Wife's mother?" Zi Mo raised his head and thought for a while, "No." Tomorrow you can follow me like a poet. We just had a meal and came back after eating. ā
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"According to the custom of our hometown, on Chinese New Year's Eve, juniors will receive red envelopes from their elders, which means love and blessings. Although I am not your elder, but I also want to come to the occasion, there is a big red envelope in the package, well, the red envelope is not big, haha, it is also a part of my heart, I hope you have a safe and smooth new year. Then, I wish you a wide range of wealth, so that I will follow Xiao Yao to have meat to eat. By the way, there is also a painting in the bag, and I couldn't hold back the itch for a while, and I made a fool of myself in front of you. Hope you will like it. Finally, Happy New Year, Xiao Yao. ā
Xiao Yao put down the letter, reopened the package on the table, and sure enough, he saw a boxy red envelope lying inside, one inch smaller than the ordinary envelope. Take out a look, and there are four gilded characters written on it - "Wishing you prosperity". The handwriting is a little familiar, and it seems to be somewhat similar to the one on the letter just now, only deliberately squared, which seems to be decent. Xiao Yao wanted to laugh a little, it seems that this so-called "red envelope" was also made by someone himself.
He carefully opened the sealed bag and took it out to see that there was a silver ticket from Dasheng Qianzhuang inside, which was worth one hundred taels. He remembered that this Dasheng Money Village seemed to be a place for her to save money for her, and what she didn't know was that this Dasheng Money Village was still an industry in his name.
Xiao Yao smiled softly.
One hundred taels, she is willing to lose.
Putting the silver ticket back away, Xiao Yao looked at the open package again. He seemed to be starting to look forward to what the so-called painting would look like.
He raised his hand slightly, reached into the package, touched a small boxy object, took it out, and saw clearly that it was a small wooden box. When I opened it, I saw a piece of paper stacked inside, folded into a square.
Slowly spread out the paper, and what caught his eye was a red-clothed face, which was familiar to him.
She said: "The beauty is like a ...... in a painting"
Outside the house, Fugui said to the shopkeeper Tong: "Master, you really don't need to tell Master Cheng that Gongzi is actually ...... Is it actually a woman? ā
"No, you don't." Shopkeeper Tong waved his hand and said, "I'm not in a hurry for you to be in a hurry, don't you know when you should know." ā
"Oh." Fugui replied, thinking that when he first saw Master Cheng in women's clothes, he hadn't eased up for two days. In terms of their son-in-law's unusually dull situation in some aspects, it will take a long time to find out that Master Cheng is actually pretending to be a man.
āā¦ā¦ Get it! ā
"What?" Fugui was distracted and didn't hear clearly.
"I said red envelope, what about the red envelope that the little girl gave you? Take it and turn it in! Shopkeeper Tong stretched out his hand and swayed in front of Fugui.
"Huh?" Fugui opened his mouth wide, "Do you still have to hand in the red envelope?" ā
"Of course you have to turn it in! I'm here for your good, shelving it as a teacher, and I'm saving my wife's book for you. The shopkeeper Tong urged him, "Hurry up!" ā
Fugui was helpless, and handed over the private money that had been covered for less than a day with a bitter face, thinking aggrievedly, thinking that he was a good protector of the Three Protectors of the Easy Palace, and was arranged to be a little girl as a running errand for a message, not to mention, he finally had a red envelope for the first time, and even handed over the errand fee. He, how can he feel that he is empty of both people and money!