"Girl, tell me the truth, how long have you been thinking about this?"

Zhou Huaishan stared at Zhou Qing with a resentful expression.

is like a little daughter-in-law who has been cheated of money.

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "From the day you sold seven hundred taels of thirty-five cages." ”

If you have money, you have to invest!

The best thing for her father is to invest in education.

Zhou Huaishan......

"I knew that you were a loser, and you were worried about Lao Tzu's money!"

Zhou Qing laughed and came out of Zhou Huaishan's house.

Shen Li had just moved the fish from the car when he saw Zhou Qing coming out and looked at her with a smile.

This little girl, why is she so smart!

When the academy reopens, as long as the invited gentlemen are good enough, it will attract more than just little dolls.

In this world, there are too many talented and wealthy students.

The patriarch also understands this.

For the sake of Qingyang Village, he will definitely try his best to invite a gentleman with excellent knowledge and conduct and a slightly poor family condition.

After all, in the future, if this gentleman enters the official career, he will also be regarded as receiving the favor of Huaishan Academy.

Huaishan Academy has produced talents, and it is not only Zhou Huaishan who has benefited.

Qingyang Village is even more famous!

......

The big fat fish caught by Shen Li, the Zhao family chose two to send to Aunt Liu next door, two to send to Aunt Zhang next door, and four more to let Pingzi carry it to the patriarch.

Zhou Qing picked a dozen big fish that hadn't died yet, kept them in a big pot, and was going to accompany Shen Li into the city to Qingquan Temple tomorrow, and give them to the shopkeeper of Yunhai Bookstore by the way.

At dinnertime, Aunt Zhang sent half a pot of stewed goose.

Zhao made spicy fish again.

Corn tortillas were also pasted on the edge of the iron pot.

The golden tortillas are soaked in the fish broth of the spicy fish, not to mention how fragrant they are.

As for the small fish that Shen Li caught, Zhao cleaned up and fried all the dried small fish.

Fresh and spicy, one bite at a time, delicious to burst.

"Third uncle, you can drive to Shili Eight Village to sell this small dried fish, it will be able to sell well."

Since he stopped selling words, Zhou Huailin has been thinking about other ways to make money.

After Zhou Qing's words, Zhou Huailin shook his head.

"I don't have any foundation, I don't have any background, I don't have to buy and sell food, and if someone dies, I can't afford it."

There are too many people with pink eye in this world.

If I can't see that you are doing well, I will do everything possible to harm you.

The method of harming people is vicious and tricky.

If someone poisons this small dried fish, it will kill the person when the time comes......

Zhou Huailin definitely does not touch this.

Zhou Huaishan nodded, "Your third uncle is right, doing business, you don't have the ability to have a weak foundation, and you don't eat much." ”

When he was still a marquis, he loved to patronize the tofu brain shop at the entrance of Yuqian Hutong in Kyoto.

It was originally a shop opened by an honest and honest old couple.

Sell early to make ends meet.

But there is a rich young master who has taken a fancy to his daughter, and he has to marry him back as a concubine.

The old couple disagreed, so the man made people put arsenic in the tofu brain.

The shop ate people to death, and the old couple were imprisoned.

This matter was still at a drinking party, and he listened to the young master talk triumphantly.

There are too many people who ignore human life and play with other people's lives.

Those who survive at the bottom will never know which one will come first, natural disasters or man-made disasters.

Zhou Qing couldn't help but sigh that her father and her third uncle really had enough brains to crush her.

Ancient life really can't be lived with modern thinking.

Every era, and even every class, has its own unique mode of survival, and it's not just how you want to be.

......

Early the next morning, before dawn, Zhou Qing and Shen Li set off.

In the early autumn morning, the wind is already cold.

Zhou Qing wrapped the thin padded jacket that Zhao had prepared in advance, and sat on the mule cart steadily.

Originally, they wanted to put the fish in the pen and ink shop, so they first went to Qingquan Temple to ask for somen noodles, and then went to Yunhai Bookstore when they came back.

As a result, when they arrived at Bimo Zhai, Uncle Zhong told them that Qingquan Temple was closed for three days in order to prepare for the next month's Buddha Festival, and the whole temple was cleaned.

"Buddha Festival?" Zhou Qing heard about this festival for the first time, and was a little curious, "Can we participate?" ”

Shen Li smiled, and Yan Yan handed her a cup of hot tea.

"This is the most solemn festival of Qingquan Temple, every year Buddha Festival, Qingquan Temple has to be vigorously operated, then the whole temple, flowers, people come and go, as long as the heart to the Buddha, everyone can participate."

"Flowers?" Zhou Qing frowned, "At this time, where do the flowers come from, they are chrysanthemums." ”

Shen Li said with a smile: "The monks of Qingquan Temple raised it in the greenhouse for a few months, just for the day of the Buddha Festival. ”

"Wouldn't it be a pity if the weather was bad?"

Shen Li sighed, "If it is windy and rainy, it is indeed not beautiful." ”

Zhou Qing lowered his head and drank tea, his mind whirling.

Hey.

It seems, like, probably, probably, that another little money is beckoning to her.

In her previous life, she worked under great pressure, and in order to relieve pressure, she specially apprenticed to a craftsman to learn how to tie silk flowers.

Although she is not as good as her master, she is also lifelike.

The heart is beautiful, and the face is happy.

Shen Li held the tea, looked at Zhou Qingwu and was happy there, and couldn't help laughing: "What do you want, so happy?" ”

Zhou Qing got up, "Accompany me to go shopping for a while?" ”

Uncle Zhong Huo turned his head to look at Shen Li.

Yes, the progress is so fast, we have to go shopping together.

Shen Li raised his jaw and glanced at Uncle Zhong proudly.

Uncle Zhong......

With what I am proud of, my grandson can make soy sauce!

Shen Li......

didn't look at Uncle Zhong anymore, and only said to Zhou Qing: "Let's go eat breakfast first, and when we finish eating, the shop is almost open, and we will go shopping after sending fish to Xu Feng." ”

Zhou Qingle agreed.

The tea shop next door to the pen and ink shop also sells breakfast.

Soy milk fritters, tofu brain, wonton noodles, stick porridge, complete variety.

Zhou Qing ordered a bowl of hot soup wontons, and Shen Li ordered a bowl of noodles.

Shen Li ate quickly, he finished eating a bowl of noodles, and Zhou Qing ate four or five wontons slowly.

"You eat first, I'll ask Uncle Zhong how his business is these days."

"Hmm."

Zhou Qing bit a wonton in his mouth, nodded,

Shen Li looked at her with a smile for a moment, then got up to leave.

Pen and Ink Zhai.

Uncle Zhong gave Shen Li the news sent to Kyoto in recent days.

"It doesn't matter, but it's all about urging adults to hurry up and train the shadows, Your Majesty's meaning, maybe the adults will return to Beijing after the New Year, and the situation in Kyoto may not be very good."

Shen Li read the news one by one, and his face was a little heavy.

Last time I went to find Zhou Qing, I accidentally arrested Zhou Wang from the Zhenguo Mansion.

A lot of useful information came out of Zhou Wang's mouth.

Zhenguo Gong continued to expand his forces on the southwest border, while in Kyoto, the princelings led by the Empress Dowager suppressed several other princes.

It made the emperor angry several times, but the power of the soldiers in his hands was not as good as that of Zhenguogong, and the emperor could only endure it.

can endure until next year, which can be regarded as the emperor's big belly.

Taking a breath, Shen Li burned the silver tickets that were used to deliver the message.

When he returned to Kyoto, it was the time when the bloody storm in Kyoto officially began.

He wasn't afraid.

Ke Zhou Qing ......

How to settle Zhou Qing at that time?

Uncle Zhong looked at Shen Li's expression and twitched the corners of his mouth, "My lord, at that time, Miss Zhou may not know your thoughts." ”

You're worrying a little too much.

Shen Li......