"Saltpeter, unlike alkaline flour, does not sell the method of making saltpeter. I've told you about this before, why are you still bringing people here? ”

When she said this, Zhao Xiaoman's face was faint, and the long shirt with apprehension in her heart couldn't tell whether she was angry or anything.

He explained, "These people have heads and faces, and they have come to me again and again, and I really can't refuse to bring people back." And I don't think there is anything special about saltpeter, you can sell alkaline noodles, why can't saltpeter? Let's use this to get through more contacts, whether it is in the future or now, there are only benefits, didn't you say before that you want to interact more with this kind of people. ”

"You don't understand me?"

Zhao Xiaoman got up from his chair. Because no matter how you explain it, you can't hide your selfishness.

Changsam was stunned in his heart, "I am also thinking about the long term, after all, I can't offend too many people." ”

"So be it. You can't shirk it, for fear of offending people, let the old uncle take care of you for a while, let him sort it out for you, and then you go back, okay? ”

Zhao Xiaoman wanted to praise himself for not getting angry, and this cheongsam was not a self-assertion once or twice.

On the contrary, she doesn't like people to make their own decisions, isn't it good to be obedient?

"Boss."

Changsan hurriedly came out with his previous title, "I'm afraid of offending people, isn't it also for our Dawangzhai?" There are so many things on Bashan, where can the old uncle go. ”

"I'd better watch and deal with it."

He was angry in his heart, and his voice couldn't help but be lowered.

But Zhao Xiaoman ignored him at all and went out directly. Obviously, there was no discussion about it, but Cheongsam didn't expect her to take herself off!

She still asked her uncle to go to Fucheng instead of Changshou, she can take care of Bashan first, as for what Changsan wants to do, it's up to him.

"Hey," the old uncle thought about what to do about this, and proposed, "We are too few people, are you in charge of the house trying to find a way to let the dog baby and their father come back from the Su family?" ”

Zhao Xiaomanchao hadn't left yet, and they watched Su Qinghe, who was eating on the side.

"I know, you should hurry up and sort out the affairs over there in Fucheng."

This time, it was Su Qinghe who was personally sent by Zhao Xiaoman.

On the way, she mentioned the strong laborers who were sent to Su's house to work for 5 years.

"I thought you forgot about these people."

Su Qinghe rarely made a joke, and found that Zhao Xiaoman didn't look happy, so he turned back to the topic, "Tomorrow, I will give you the contract I signed at the beginning, and you can just bring them back." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Xiaoman nodded, "The number of years is not enough, I will make up for the missing silver to you, and when the time comes, you will hand it over to the old uncle, and I will let him go over to get it." ”

After discussing the matter, they went separately, and Su Qinghe came back to his senses only to find that he was wandering.

He looked back and found that Zhao Xiaoman was still standing in place, as if he was about to watch them disappear.

Her figure makes people feel lonely.

"Young Master?"

And peace saw that he turned back frequently.

"Let's go."

Su Qinghe urged the horses and left quickly.

They completely disappeared from view, and they couldn't see it, so Zhao Xiaoman walked back.

"Hey."

"Hey, wait a minute."

A girl dressed in a short coat and trousers ran out of the tea shed and chased after Zhao Xiaoman.

Zhao Xiaoman looked at him and she was a little familiar.

The girl patted the dust on her clothes, "The seventh girl of the Feng family, Feng Wan'er, I want to invite you to meet." ”

？？？？？

Who?

"Who is Feng Wan'er?"

Zhao Xiaoman was a little baffled, and looked at this familiar little girl carefully.

"You don't know who Feng Wan'er is?"

The girl was stunned.

Zhao Xiaoman really didn't know, looking at this familiar but a little unremembered person, she pulled a smile on her lips, "You are the Su family, what's your name?" ”

Girl "......"

"You don't really don't remember, do you?"

Zhao Xiaoman's expression didn't look like a fake at all, and the girl was speechless, "I'm Mengying, the maid who serves our son-in-law." Now you remember, right? ”

"Oh~"

Zhao Xiaoman remembered, and remembered who the so-called Wan'er was.

She sighed, "What is Su Qinghe's future wife doing when she sees me?" ”

She looked in the direction of the tea shed, "Did you see that kid just now?" ”

These words are good or good, they are all done without Su Qinghe.

"Don't worry about this, Miss Wan'er wants to see you anyway."

Meng Ying didn't want to be caught by her, but she couldn't help but look at her vigorously, "Miss Wan'er is our son-in-law's daughter-in-law, and if the girl wants to see you, she has something to say." Do you go or don't go? ”

Go, why not?

She also wanted to see what kind of person a woman who could have Su Qing and such a child was.

"Let's go."

"Huh?"

Zhao Xiaoman's neatness stunned Meng Ying.

"It's not going to see you now, it's tomorrow, see you tomorrow in the Thundercloud Temple."

"You must come. Don't talk doesn't count. ”

Where is the Thundercloud Temple?

After Zhao Xiaoman asked someone, he was going to go early the next morning.

"There's a lot of things here, and someone will come to divide the goods list soon, how to divide it, and to whom? I can't even read a single big word, what do you want me to do? The little bolt was wrapped around and wouldn't let her go.

"You don't know how to read, and you speak as if you know me."

Zhao Xiaoman bypassed him and wanted to walk from the side.

The little bolt blocked the past, "Boss, you didn't know how to read before, but now you have learned it, I haven't learned it, or I don't know it." ”

"What's the nonsense?"

Zhao Xiaoman glared, and the little bolt pouted and moved away.

Ravaged the half-sized boy's head, "Whoever knows how to read, you can find someone to help you, if they mess around, you tell me again." ”

Zhao Xiaoman looked at the sky, "I can probably come back in the afternoon." ”

It was the first time she had been to a place like a temple.

I don't know if there is any special day, there are many pilgrims in the temple.

Good men and women are either burning incense or worshipping the Buddha. One step at a time, I saw two.

After looking around, I found that this temple is really not small, and there is a large group of people here to do excess.

"Girl, draw lots."

The spirited little monk clasped his hands together.

Zhao Xiaoman saw that he was smart, so he smoked one casually.

The little monk held the sign in both hands, "This is a winning lottery, girl, you haven't been going well lately......"

"Hey."

Meng Ying, who I had only seen yesterday, panted and beckoned over there.

Zhao Xiaoman tilted his head and looked at the little monk, "You want to say that I've not been going well lately?" ”

"Yes, I don't know what the donor wants?"

I know what to ask for a little monk to unsign.

Boom.

Zhao Xiaoman took out the signature from the little monk's hand and threw it into the sign holder, "I don't understand, don't give money." ”

Little Monk "...... Don't want money. ”

"Why are you here now? I thought you weren't coming. ”

"It's easy to find me."

"Miss Wan'er has been waiting for you for a long time, and if you don't come, the girl will leave."

Meng Ying nagged and took Zhao Xiaoman to turn left and right in the temple and came to a rather secluded pavilion.

Last time I was in Bashan, I didn't look carefully, but now I see that this girl named Wan'er looks very small and exquisite, well-behaved and lovely.

Su Qinghe likes this kind of thing?

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