Huang heard Zhen Niang say this, then knew that this girl was really going to work hard this time, she also knew the temperament of this girl, when the eight rooms were difficult, this girl was locked in a small firewood room, a hot day, can be stuffy for more than ten days to light bituminous coal, when I came out, I heard Zhao say that the girl was soot, like the coolies digging coal in the mine, Zhao didn't say anything, but his heart was really distressed.

It's just that this girl can endure this kind of suffering.

Now it's like this, the Huang family, who tried his best and weishenme, didn't say much, just patted Zhen Niang's shoulder, let her rest, and then went out of Zhen Niang's room, and after a while, he came in with a bowl of bird's nest lily, and watched Zhen Niang finish eating, and then went out with the empty bowl.

Zhenniang understood her aunt's concern, so she sat for a while, seeing that it was late at night, and didn't want the second aunt and others to worry, so she blew out the light and went to sleep.

It's just that although people are lying down, there is no trace of sleepiness.

Zhen Niang is a little competitive, Qi Chun has put too much pressure on her, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, this Qi Chun himself is from the Imperial Ink Prison, and he is not the kind of floating person who becomes famous as a teenager, he is polished to middle age in the Imperial Ink Prison before he shows his head, and finally he can be as famous as his grandfather, and that ink-making skill is not idle.

It's her own grandfather, and Zhenniang also knows that she can't do it. In this way, in the face of Qi Chun, if you want to win, you must use some means.

Speaking of which, although the Tian family's original method of competing for the tribute envoy was deceitful, it was really effective.

Do you want to learn it yourself?

But I also feel that no matter what means are used, in terms of technique. It's always unfair. No means can be used. The probability of winning by yourself is really not too high.

The more I thought about it, the more irritating it became. I couldn't lie down any longer, so I sat up, hugged my knees, and rested my chin on my knees, because of the light moonlight, the room did not look too dark.

Just, moonshine? Today is the New Year's Day, where does the moonlight come from?

Zhenniang felt a little strange. So he got out of bed quietly and gently pushed open the window, only to find that the light was not the moon, but not far away, a dead wind lamp on the window of the attic of Yi Housheng Qian Zhuang, and the shallow light was just reflected on his side.

It's shallow, soft, and won't affect others, but the shallow light can be reassuring.

I don't know when the Yi Housheng side started hanging this lamp. I didn't seem to have noticed it before, but I guess it's been recently.

Stop. In the quiet night, such a light lamp can make people's hearts extraordinarily peaceful, but it sweeps away the annoyance in Zhenniang's heart before.

Just stood quietly, after a while, Zhen Niang patted her head with some annoyance, she didn't want it, don't give it to others, at the beginning, what the Tian family did, he couldn't see it, why is it his turn now, he actually wants to use the means.

Although the shopping mall is like a battlefield, there should not be too much mixing between the competition of skills. As I have always thought, those who rely on jishu to eat have to speak with jishu.

And in the past few days, because of Qi Chun's pressure, he has been hollowing out his mind to find another way and want to take a shortcut, in fact, this shows that because of Qi Chun's name, he is a little timid.

After all, I wanted to get it too much, but I didn't calm down.

And with his own attitude, it's really hard to say whether he can go to Zuihou and compete with Old Man Qi, after all, this time the competition can face everyone, with his own mentality, there is a great possibility of losing halfway.

Thinking about it, Zhenniang clenched her fist lightly and tapped her forehead. Well, it's time to let go of those ideas of taking shortcuts, and plan everything in the past few days, and a down-to-earth competition is the right way.

She still wants to get the position of enshrinement, but she doesn't want to take shortcuts, so she only relies on her own skills to strive for it, and strive towards this goal. Zhenniang clenched her fists and cheered herself up.

So, after figuring it out, Zhen Niang was cheerful, turned her face and looked not far away, angry at the shallow light of the wind lamp, turned her face sideways, squinted and smiled, meet Luo Jiu's guy tomorrow, thank him, it is estimated that he will be inexplicable, well, if he doesn't explain it then, let him be inexplicable, so that he will always make bad jokes about himself.

Thinking about it, Zhen Niang secretly had fun. One more look at the light, and then closed the window.

When the windows are closed, the light is even lighter.

Zhenniang lay back on the bed, and after a while, she slept soundly, which was the most solid sleep in the past few days.

Early in the morning, Zhen Niang woke up early, got up and washed, first went around the yard, then turned to the door of the store, the ugly woman with a broom in the sweep of the fallen leaves, the weather has gradually entered autumn, although there are still some autumn tigers in the hot day, but the fallen leaves have fallen from time to time a few pieces.

"Ugly woman, morning." Luo Jiu was standing at the door of Yi Housheng Qian Zhuang at this moment, still with a horse step, whistling, as if he had punched a few times, and said hello to the ugly woman who was sweeping the floor.

The ugly woman just glanced at him, didn't speak, and continued to sweep the ground.

In fact, Zhenniang brought the ugly woman over this time, seeing that she was old, she didn't want her to do things, but the ugly woman is an idle character, and she is not a person who can listen to others, so she can do whatever she wants.

The ugly woman didn't pay attention to Luo Jiu, Luo Jiu touched his nose, a little boring.

Zhen Niang smiled, Luo Jiu looked over, and then shook his arms and kicked his legs before he came over: "Zhen Niang, how are the preparations for Jingmo's affairs, when the time comes, don't lose too ugly." ”

Zhenniang squinted, with an expression that you would know then. Then he said with a smile: "Luo Da's shopkeeper, xiexie, your lamp." ”

"Thanks for my lamp? What lights do I have? Luo Jiu really looked inexplicable.

Zhen Niang raised her chin slightly at this time, then turned around, put her hands behind her back, and walked back to the store like Grandpa Cheng San, she didn't have time to chat with people, she had to take advantage of Zuihou's time to ponder some more ink lines of the birth ink, the style of the birth ink, and it was also a part of the competition for ink.

Watching Zhen Niang go back to the store, and looking at Yao Niangzi, who had just opened the door next door, was looking curiously at this side, Luo Jiu calmly took a stroll. The corner of his eye swept the air death lamp he hung in the attic, and his eyes were full of smiles.

In the blink of an eye, there were more people on the street. Especially when it's close to the ink race. Ink makers from some areas not far from Nanjing also arrived in Nanjing. And in line with the idea of knowing the other and winning a hundred battles, I want to observe the ink art of several peers.

Therefore, in the past few days, the business of Mozhuang has not been very good, but the flow of people has increased significantly. And they are all the kind of people who ask extremely professional questions.

Some people even inquire about the news, and they are very direct.

"Well, is all your ink here? These inks seem to be very ordinary, huh? I heard that you are going to participate in the ink competition in the princess's mansion for a while, and with these inks, the chances of winning are very small. Is it hiding a secret, take it out and let us see it. "This man's question was very direct.

"Trade secrets, no comment." Every now and then, Ah Tang and Hua'er, who were guarding the counter, replied with a stiff face, thinking that these people were really thick-skinned.

I haven't seen you take out your own ink for us to see.

In this way, it has also added some topics to Mozhuang. Master Ma, who pounded the pestle, spoke, and the next time someone asked like this, he would reply to him with his fist.

This situation is no exception today, as soon as a few guys who are suspected of being ink makers enter the store, they go straight to Yazai, and then carefully study the set of Han Xizai's night banquet picture collection ink. Several people were still discussing, thinking that this ink represented Li Mo's highest jishu.

The flowers stared wide-eyed on the side. Take these people as thieves.

Zhen Niang looked at it, and it was generally the same as in the past, she had to try to make a few more inks, so she planned to go back to the backyard ink workshop, but she didn't think it was here, but she heard someone shouting outside the door: "Where is this a madman, this is going to kick the hall." ”

"Kick the gym, kick what gym?" Someone else asked curiously.

"Just at the corner of the street, there is a stinky boy with a piece of ink, but people have let out the words, those who know this ink, give it to each other with ink, and those who don't know this ink will obediently withdraw from the ink competition in the princess's mansion, don't be ashamed." The man from before said loudly. That's crazy.

Immediately, a few people who looked at the ink in the ink village didn't look at it, and they threw off the ink and invited each other to accompany them: "Let's go, let's see, who is so crazy, let him eat the words in his stomach for a while." ”

"Ah, there are three big ink villages on our street, and they are really here to kick the hall." On the side, Mrs. Yao said lively.

At this time, several people from Li's Mozhuang also looked at each other, this is really kicking the hall, just like the face of Luo Jiu who hit Qian Zhuang and pawnshop with the picture of Han Xizai's night banquet.

It's just that Luo Jiu was embarrassed by someone at the beginning, but now they don't seem to feel sorry for anyone, right?

"Cousin, take a look." While the flowers like to join in the fun, they pulled Zhen Niang and said.

Zhen Niang nodded, she mainly wanted to see what ink that person had in his hand and dared to release such words. So they went out together.

At the entrance of Guanjie Street, there is a small open space, at this time, there has been surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, of course, most of the outside is to watch the excitement, and several ink makers inside are sweating on their foreheads at this time.

When Zhenniang and Hua'er stepped forward, they could hear the whispers of the onlookers.

"Ah, those guys really don't recognize them, this ink is really a treasure, right?"

"That's not good."

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"Brother Luo, your eyesight is extraordinary, and you are not enough to come forward and teach that arrogant person a lesson." At this time, connected, Luo Jiu stood with Tian Benchang, and Tian Benchang agitated.

"This is your ink industry's business, I am an outsider who is not good at interfering, not to mention that the ink industry has no place for my Luo family, if not, Brother Tian, let's make a bet, if I win, Brother Tian will return Tian's ink village to me." Luo Jiu replied with raised eyebrows.

Tian Benchang paused for a moment, and then he was a little sneering: "Brother Luo said that he laughed." ”

"It's not a joke, it's true." Luo Jiu was serious, Tian Benchang snorted and didn't dare to answer.

"Why don't you go up and try." On the one hand, the grievances of the flowers are clear, and the Tian family is aimed at the Li family, which is the opposite, and he has no good face.

It's just that her words helped Tian Benchang to relieve the siege: "Halfway to the monk, Yu Moye is not very proficient, and he still doesn't go up to show his ugliness." ”

Hua'er still wanted to speak, but Zhenniang pulled her, there was no need to say more.

"Girl, go up and recognize it, you can't let others bully you at the door." At this time, Grandpa Cheng San also came over, pacing.

"Jiang is old and spicy, the third grandfather will go up first, and I will wave the flag and shout for you." Zhenniang said with a smile.

"My old man doesn't mess around with you juniors." The third grandfather doesn't care.

"Hurry up, if you want to admit it, if you don't recognize it, you can hide it obediently in your home, this person is self-aware, especially some female babies, it should be good to find a mother-in-law to marry, and teach her husband and children at home, this is the right way." At this time, I listened to the crazy way in the crowd.

Zhen Niang's eyes were full of words, and she dared to love this person who came for her, so there was no reason to watch the play.

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Thanks to Yeli, the pink ticket of Xuanlan, the peace charm of the book friend 140105185413775, and the support of xiexie!! (To be continued......)