In the small courtyard where Chen Mintao of the Liang family lives, Qiu Ju and Chen Mintao, the little master surnamed Chen, are busy sitting under the eaves steps with breakfast, the morning light is not fully exposed, hidden in the clouds, the chickens of the neighbor next door are crowing a few times from afar, and in the distance is the smoke flying into the sky obliquely, slowly dissolving into the clouds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a little morning light and the half-burned bean-dotted big copper oil lamp in the room, Chen Mintao leaned against the door frame, not knowing what to think.

Recently, the boundary of Zhangzhou is a little unpeaceful, first of all, the incident that came out of Zheye Temple, the Lu family dared to block the city gate to check the thief, but they couldn't escape the eyes of people with hearts.

It stands to reason that it is about Huang Lingying's reputation, so she shouldn't be so blatantly searched, and even the family members are dressed in a common clothes of the Lu Mansion.

The chances of a ghostly Lu Xiangjie making such a mistake are not very high.

Overnight, there were a lot of small old slaves in the teahouse and wine shop who inquired about Lu Jiayin's private affairs, and every family came up with their ears pricked up to see the excitement, like beasts that smelled fish, and they all stretched out their tongues and waited for someone to feed them delicious and juicy fat chews.

Immediately after that, the wealthy Hu family in Zhangzhou had a big lawsuit, and the shoddy tribute tea was unveiled by the government overnight, and the men, women and children of the Hu family were suddenly scattered.

The Hu family was in a mess for a while, and all walks of life in Zhangzhou's politics and business, whether it was the superstructure or the bottom, wanted to steal the oil.

The Hu family suffered such a big misfortune and came so quickly, they knew that they had offended the powerful people with their buttocks, so someone with a heart strung together these two major events that happened recently in Zhangzhou, and the whole story became a beginning and an end, and it was delicious.

The Hu family kid strengthened Miss Huang Lingying of the Lu family, and the Lu family was angry and directly uprooted the Hu family.

Such arrogance and domineering is like water into hot oil, blowing up Zhangzhou, which has been quiet for a long time.

Chen Mintao, whose face was illuminated by the gossip sun, bit off the cucumber in his hand, looked up at the account books piled up on the table with a hill, raised his arm in the middle of the day and took out a book from it, and looked at Qiu Ju, who was eating steamed buns next door.

The three account rooms of the Liang family shop are all allocated to the end of the year to clear the goods, and the rest of the four seasons are either sold at a discount, or diverted to other towns and towns, and resold to the counties and towns.

Every year, the Liang family has to hire a lot of temporary laborers from the outside, but in addition, it is still insufficient, and there are not enough soldiers, so they have to temporarily transfer Qiu Ju, so they buy one and get one free, and set up a cottage "Mr. Little Bookkeeper" of Qiu Xiang.

Chen Mintao hid behind Qiu Xiang, and basically touched the few rough accounts of the Liang family cloth store this year, she intended to show off her skills and win quickly, and Qiu Xiang went to Mr. Accounts to change the account books at a faster pace.

The busy shadow is not half of the Liang Er shopkeeper can't take care of his old daughter's light-speed advancement, in fact, he hasn't appeared in the backyard of the Liang family for a while, and occasionally appears in the shop, and he is also muttering in the room with the old account room.

Father and daughter are connected, Sister Qiu Xiang doesn't care about this busy father who doesn't touch the ground, she is full of love and water, and she has a lot of points in front of the Zou family's father-in-law and mother-in-law under the pretense of "the female husband of the account", seeing that Chen Min's peach is fast, she runs to the account house more diligently, and complains that the old account room is lazy, always not in the shop, and I don't know where to run to drink flower wine.

Chen Mintao was noncommittal, sat opposite Qiu Ju, and flipped through the account books for a while, all of which were ordinary and unremarkable types of coarse cloth daily entry and exit, the most superficial type of account book, no one likes the right corner work, there is nothing fancy at all, for her, chewing is tasteless, but for Qiu Ju, it is high school mathematics, physics and chemistry fueled by pulling seedlings.

"After learning this, I should be able to be half a little shopkeeper when I go out!" Qiu Ju, who was busy in the warehouse for a night and studied for a morning, did not show fatigue, but was nourished by knowledge and was full of energy.

Learning has become a state of Qiu Ju's life, and she has been poor so far, relying on continuous absorption like a sponge, she can clearly feel that fate always pushes her higher and farther at the right time.

Looking at the big apprentice he taught, Chen Mintao did not pour cold water on him, but made an offering full of love, "It's not just a small shopkeeper, go to the painting alley next door to rent a four-corner shop, and buy a few home-cooked groceries. ”

Qiu Ju, "Miss made fun of Qiu Ju again, Qiu Ju knew that this thing was just a surface, but it was much better than this time last year. ”

Chen Mintao, "It's commendable enough that you are willing to learn, not everyone can kill their hearts to learn these ghost talismans." ”

Qiu Ju lowered her head, "Miss said that these accounts are superficial, but it is not easy for the maid to recognize all the words on them, if you can be like the old account room of our Liang family, I don't know how many years of hard work it will take!" ”

"How big is the old accounting room, how old are you, it's been decades, it's not comparable, but his neatness of the accounting, this rigor is worth learning," Chen Mintao said and took a sip of tea, "It's a pity that he and Liang Er's shopkeeper are too busy all day long, otherwise you can ask Qiu Xiang to ask him for a few tricks and come back to teach you." ”

Gently rubbing the ledger on her legs, Qiu Ju bent her neck, the soft rice paper wiped the faint astringency of the skin on her fingertips, and the small characters in the regular script were neatly attached to her hands, feeling every pause and stop of the ink.

Although Qiu Ju knows words, but is not good at writing, Miss teaches fast, there is no condition and no time to give it a pen on the paper word by word practice, Qiu Ju is often in a hurry to use her fingers on the thighs to pull, Miss teaches one she to draw a, resulting in now sometimes she can't remember which word to habitually look at the legs.

Mr. Bookkeeper's words are not imitated by himself after practicing for ten years, Qiu Ju smiled bitterly, being able to recognize words is already the ancestor burning high incense, and the woman who knows how to read on the entire Hutou Street is afraid that she will not be able to pull it out with no more than one hand.

I don't know what I thought, Qiu Ju's face suddenly had a little melancholy, "There is something to tell Miss to know, the news from the Lu family that you asked me to pay attention to, said that it was from Zheye Temple, and the old lady Lu of the Lu Mansion has been sick, and the Miss Huang surnamed is not very good, but why is it not good, there are different opinions, the ruffians and hooligans outside have a poisonous mouth, Miss Huang has a special identity, and if she loses her family's dependence and comes to her aunt's house to take refuge, it is rumored that it is the son of the Hu family who did it, and the Hu family has now been reported, but Miss Huang has not been rumored to hear well......"

Qiu Ju, "To put it mildly, she is already broken, even if she is willing to marry the Hu family, the Hu family is not far from being ruined now, didn't she jump from one fire pit to another, Miss Huang is so pitiful..."

Chewing and swallowing the last mouthful of cucumber, Chen Mintao still maintained a posture of leaning on the eaves of the door, and simply checked the numbers that Qiu Ju had calculated, "Not necessarily, it may be a help if it is not heard well by Miss Huangbiao, just like you, an irrelevant person will feel pitiful, let alone those who care about her in their hearts." ”

Qiu Ju, "Miss also thinks it's the Lu family's hand on the Hu family?" ”

Chen Mintao pretended to be a little profound, "Yes and no." ”

...... "Qiu Ju," "But didn't you say that the second young master of the Lu family designed it from it?" ”

Chen Mintao, "That's why we have to make the hat of the Hu family a prisoner." ”

Qiu Ju pondered for a moment and wondered, "Isn't the Lu family afraid that the second son of the Hu family will shout about the matter of the second young master Lu?" ”

Chen Mintao sighed lightly, "Do you think those two people are still alive now?" ”

Autumn chrysanthemum.