"Auntie, I have learned some calligraphy, I can help you see the value of this character."

Wen Qing stood in front of her with a smile on her face, with a long smile on her face, with a few deep meanings.

The stall owner raised his eyes to look at her, and Wen Qing saw his face clearly, which was not very surprising, he belonged to the kind of person who could not be found in the crowd at all. But inexplicably it makes people feel comfortable, and this feeling is rare.

Wen Qing bowed slightly at him and gave him a look.

The stall owner took a step back in silence and let go of the calligraphy and painting behind her.

"Mother, this word is indeed ......"

Wen Yun hugged Wen Qing's neck and looked at the handwriting that walked Longfei, it was indeed ugly, he couldn't recognize what the words were. However, he has never entered the school, and this year's written school has passed, and his grandfather has no money, and it has nothing to do with him whether he knows words or not.

Wen Qing raised his hand and pressed it on his neck, signaling him to silence.

She didn't want that woman to transfer her anger to Wen Yun, she knew that villains couldn't be provoked since she was a child.

"You studied calligraphy?"

The woman looked her up and down, and quickly came to a conclusion, but she was a woman from a mountain village, and she was afraid that she only knew a few words, and she dared to say that she had learned calligraphy? Fool whom?

She rolled her eyes with a disdainful expression, but decided to give her a chance—a chance to lose face.

"Then come and see, how about this word?"

Wen Qing looked at one of the calligraphy and paintings, and made a serious appreciation, only Wen Yun knew, just now Wen Qing had already stood aside and looked at it for a while.

After a while, the woman waited impatiently. It was early autumn now, and the weather was slightly cool, but the scorching sun was still as always, and her forehead was sweating, and the irritability in her heart was heavy.

"If you can't say it, forget it, five taels of silver, if you want more, you won't have more! Ling'er, let's go. ”

The women are well-dressed and belong to the top families in this town. Wen Qing took a fancy to this, which made her stand in the sun for so long. Rich and noble families often suffer from princess diseases, especially in ancient times, who can sit and never stand.

As she expected, the woman immediately stumbled because she hadn't walked around for a while and the blood circulation in her feet was not smooth.

The maid Ling'er hurriedly went to help her, but after standing firm, she was slapped by the woman.

"Little, you won't look at it a little?!"

Beating innocent people on the street, even if it is your own maid, is also misconduct.

Wen Yun clearly saw the scene of the woman beating people, and unconsciously hugged Wen Qing tightly, leaning on her and not speaking.

Wen Qing's eyebrows frowned slightly, the stall owner had already sighed, shook his head and turned around, his pale and slender hand caressed a painting, no one knew what he wanted to do.

"Wait."

Wen Qing finally spoke, she didn't look back, but she was extremely sure that the woman would stop.

"I don't know which painting Madame wants, but all the paintings here are by famous artists. Even if the name is not known to the world, it will soon become famous in the world. ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, then turned around and scolded angrily: "You are just a village woman, what do you know?" ”

Wen Qing changed her hand to hug Wen Yun, and the smile on her lips became deeper and deeper, "Village woman? I didn't know that Madame thought of me like this. ”

She secretly changed the concept, and the self here did not refer to her, but to the woman, which was really ingenious.

The stall owner stopped rubbing the painting in his hand, and the look of regret and helplessness on his face disappeared, and was replaced by surprise and amazement.

He didn't know that a golden phoenix could fly out of such a poor village.

Wen Qing turned sideways, her silhouette was petite, but her spine was extremely straight.

She stared at the woman, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, "Madam, don't say five taels of silver, even five thousand taels, it's not enough." ”

The woman was ossified on the spot, and the maid Ling'er supported the woman, and she didn't know whether to advance or retreat for a while.

There are gradually more onlookers around, and Wen Qing has no intention of making trouble again, otherwise Wen Sheng will be difficult to be a person in the future. She lifted Wenyun up, reminding him to hold on tightly and walk away.

The stall owner looked at her silently for a long time, but did not catch up.

"Wenyun, I just heard from the stall owner that you can enter the school at the age of five here?"

In other words, Wen Yun immediately understood what Wen Qing meant, he looked at her glasses and nodded, and said softly: "The study school costs three taels of silver a month, and Ah Gong doesn't have that much silver." ”

Wen Qing tightened his hands, his expression remained unchanged, and said, "When can I enroll?" ”

"I was able to enroll last month, but this time I heard that I only need to study for two months."

Wen Qing asked in a low voice, "Two months?" ”

"It used to be three months, three times a year. My grandfather took me to ask that if I passed the exam, I would be able to enter the hall directly. ”

"And three taels of silver."

was poured with this basin of cold water, Wen Yun immediately lowered his head, but the top of his head was held down by a slightly cool palm.

"Wenyun, I'll teach you. I will teach you everything I have learned in this life, and you don't have to go to the school, the three-month study school is just to teach you some skin, follow me and I will definitely cultivate you into a towering tree. ”

No matter what dynasty it is, social status and money are indispensable. It's easy to get rich, but it's a big problem to stay rich.

This is the so-called easy to start a business, but difficult to keep a business.

Wenyun's family lacks not only money, but also social status. Self-made people inevitably need intellectuals.

At that moment, Wen Qing suddenly thought, why don't you stay here?

No.

Wen Qing's eyes were slightly cold, she looked forward indifferently, the August osmanthus had dissipated, but the fragrance of osmanthus lingered in the air. The crowd followed, she was dressed in a coarse cloth short, green silk tied up with only a hairband, her figure was lonely, her steps were heavy and slow, as if something was rushing towards her, about to knock her down.

After shopping around the market for a while, Wen Yun also felt tired, he yawned, and his eyes were hazy.

"Mother, let's go to the old place and wait for Grandpa."

Wen Qing said "um", she wanted to buy some four treasures of the study for Wen Yun, but she had no money on her, and Wen Sheng didn't necessarily have so much money, she felt that she would give up the expensive four treasures of the study.

Wen Yun pointed in the direction all the way until he came to a stone bridge, under which there was a wonton shop, and next to the simple table and chair, there was a middle-aged lady wearing a black apron.

"Mother, this is it, let's eat wonton here, and Ah Gong will arrive at noon."

As she spoke, Wen Yun also shook her hand at the eldest lady, smiling with crooked eyebrows, extremely cute.

"Auntie, my mother and I are here again."

The eldest lady wiped the water on her hand on the apron, and quickly wrapped the wonton while talking to them: "It's Xiaoyun, you sit down first, are you hungry?" If you're hungry, I'll give you wontons first, if you're not hungry, sit for a while, there is tea on the table, and when Brother Wensheng arrives, I still have something to ask him. ”

"Mother, are you hungry?"

Looking at his little face and biting his lip, where does Wen Qing not understand? immediately smiled and said, "Auntie, have a bowl of wonton." ”