Shuang'er over there saw that Zhang San hadn't spoken, and his eyes began to turn red again, and he was about to cry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang San reacted when he heard the cry, and hurriedly wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to touch, so he had to say: "Shuang'er, don't cry, I don't mean anything else, just think about it, you know, I forgot the past." But I promise that in the future, whether I am rich and glorious, or begging on the street, as long as my sister does not dislike it, I will treat you as my own sister. I swear that if I go against this, call me five thunders—"

Shuang'er hurriedly covered Zhang San's mouth and said, "Third brother, don't talk nonsense, hurry up." Then he put his hands together and prayed: "Mantian God and Buddha, the third brother just made a mistake for a while, don't take it seriously, if you punish Shuang'er, I am willing to bear it for him." ”

Zhang San is silly and happy, does this mean that this girl is interesting to herself?

After Shuang'er finished praying, he glanced at Zhang San and said, "The third brother is going to talk nonsense, and the third brother's words are enough." Shuang'er only hopes that in the future, the third brother will not forget today's words. ”

Zhang San smiled: "I won't forget, I won't forget!" ”

Shuang'er said: "Why is the third brother thinking about buying a lamp today? I asked you before, didn't you say you didn't need it?"

"Oh, I felt inconvenient not to see it today, so I went and bought one."

"Oh, the third brother is still hungry, the vegetable cakes I made tonight brought two to the third brother." As he spoke, Shuang'er took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed the cake wrapped in the handkerchief to Zhang San.

Zhang San hurriedly took it and said, "I ate two steamed buns when I came back in the evening, thank you." ”

Zhang San felt hot when he held the cake, with Shuang'er's body temperature. There was also a warm feeling in my heart.

Zhang Sanyi didn't know what to say, so he had to ask, "That, Shuang'er, who is your brother?"

Shuang'er said: "It's the skinny and tallest one named Wu Decai." ”

Zhang San couldn't help but sigh that it was a good name, of course it was not Wu Caide, but Wu Shuang. Zhang San thought of today's one meter and eight meters, it seems that he has lost all his gambling money today, and the buns are still the money paid by Zhang San.

Zhang San was also speechless for a while, thinking that Shuang'er wouldn't blame himself for taking his brother to gamble, right? After a while, Shuang'er said: "Third brother, let me say something, don't blame me, when I went back today, my father said my brother again." I asked my brother to stop gambling, and my father asked my brother to find a serious livelihood. Third brother, you are smarter and more literate than my brother, why don't you also find a serious livelihood and praise some money, so that people can tell me a sister-in-law. ”

Zhang San was a little disappointed, it turned out that he just regarded me as a brother, so he had to say: "Well, I know, I'll think about it." ”

Shuang'er saw that Zhang San was not interested, so he comforted: "Third brother, don't be angry, I didn't mean that, I also did it for your good." ”

Zhang San was still thinking about why such a beautiful girl didn't marry me by herself, and just now I thought she was interesting to her.

Shuang'er saw that Zhang San ignored herself and thought that Zhang San was angry, so she said: "Then the third brother will rest early, and I will come to see you tomorrow." ”

Zhang San looked at Shuang'er and said, "I'll send you away, how dangerous is this black light for a girl's house." Don't come out next time it's dark. It's worrying. ”

Shuang'er felt warm in her heart when she heard Zhang San's words, and said self-deprecatingly: "How can a bandit come to rob me, a shameless girl, that bandit will scare away when he sees me!" ”

Zhang San said strangely: "You're ugly there, don't I think it's beautiful?" ”

Shuang'er shyly returned: "The third brother doesn't need to comfort me, I don't have two taels of meat on my body, and my face is such a blessed image, Shuang'er only hopes to make a bed and fold quilts for the third brother and his future sister-in-law in this life, and then my brother doesn't dislike it." ”

Zhang San is happy again, it seems that my sister is still interesting to me, but Zhang San doesn't know how to say it for a while, and he can't say what the world will be like in the future, or whether feudal superstition is not credible?

Zhang San thought in his heart, it seems that the aesthetics of ancient people are still very different from modern people, so will he have a lot of opportunities to pick up leaks, and no one will rob him when he takes a lot of beauties.

Shuang'er looked at Zhang San and didn't say anything, just where he was silly, and the corners of his mouth were drooling for a while.

"What is the third brother thinking?" As he spoke, he wiped the corners of Zhang San's mouth with a handkerchief.

Zhang San hurriedly took a step back, wiped his face with his sleeve, and said embarrassedly, "I didn't think about anything." Aren't you going home, let's go, I'll send you. ”

Zhang San and Shuang'er walked on the road, Zhang San didn't know what to say, Shuang'er had never enjoyed such treatment, although the third brother was good to himself in the past, he had never been so careful. Thinking about the thoughts of my little daughter's family.

There was nothing to say all the way, Zhang San sent Shuang'er back, and went home by himself, bored left and right, Zhang San took out all his copper coins and put them on the bed and began to count them, and counted them carefully, there were more than 1,300 Wen.

Zhang San calculates that it costs 30 to 40 wen a day to eat, which means that he can eat for a month with the usual amount of money in his hand now.

Zhang San held the oil lamp and looked around again, but there was still no place to hide money, and he couldn't help but sigh, in ancient times, it was trouble, and there was not even a bank!

Thinking about a flash of inspiration, how good it would be if he could open a bank, and then he would not be rich enough to become the richest man in the Great Song Dynasty in an instant.

Ten minutes later, Zhang San woke up from his fantasy and began to continue looking for a place to put money, but in the end there was no way, Zhang San dug a pit in the ashes of the kitchen stove and buried the money in the ashes, and no one would dig it.

Then Zhang San lay on the bed and began to think about Shuang'er, feeling that he was lucky, such a beautiful girl was interesting to him, and the key thing was that no one had robbed him yet. As for Kefuke or something, just kidding Zhang San is a person who has worn Nike all over his body, and he is still afraid of this!

Is there anything happier than what I am now, I am a person who has a house in the capital, and I don't want to ask for more if I want to come to the bride price, as for the car, there was no such requirement in ancient times.

Remembering what Shuang'er said when he left, let yourself find a stable job, it seems that this is also the opinion of my father-in-law. Zhang San thought about what to do?

After thinking about it, I don't know anything, and then look at the so many historical novels I've read, some by making soap, some by making perfume, and some even by making atomic bombs.

Zhang San immediately came to the spirit, how to make soap? Does oil add caustic soda? Perfume needs flowers and alcohol, distilled spirits? This seems to be relatively simple, how is glass made? Sand and alkaline noodles?

At this time, Zhang San knew the truth that the book was used only when it was used, and complained about how those unscrupulous writers didn't write the process and ingredients clearly, and wrote in more detail.

In fact, if people really write the manufacturing methods of various items in the article as if they were papers, Zhang San may not read them, and if they don't do it well, they will accuse the comment: "The shameless author cheats the number of words." ”

Of course, Zhang San is also a character who has received nine years of compulsory education, and he doesn't understand some things, but Zhang San still believes that he will succeed if he tries a few more times.

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