"Yes, worry-free."

"Carefree, happy all your life, live the life you want, and not be disturbed by the troubles of the world." He said.

"Although it is impossible to be carefree all her life, after all, this is a wish and a blessing from our elders to her." Zuo Junmo continued.

Yang Ruoqing pondered for a moment, then nodded happily.

"Well, yes, carefree, a good hope."

Then, she picked up Luo Baobao and shaved her little nose.

"Baby, did you hear that? You'll have a name from now on, worry-free, Luo worry-free, hahaha......"

……

As Yang Ruoqing expected, when it was close to lunch, Yang Huazhong came back.

Driving a carriage, running profusely sweating.

In the carriage, it was all the ingredients that the man went to the nearby water town to procure.

At lunchtime, a large table of these various dishes was filled.

It's all the flavor of the farmhouse, although it is not as exquisite as the one in the big restaurant, but this bowl of dishes is real.

Moreover, it is full of sincerity and passion.

Zuo Junmo's eyes swept over the food on the table in front of him, and saw the sincere faces of the Yang family at the table.

Zuo Junmo has a feeling of returning to his home, not restrained at all, some, just cordial and casual.

Yang Huazhong patted the osmanthus wine, "Master Zuo, come on, come on, taste this osmanthus wine, it was brewed by our own family when the osmanthus bloomed last autumn!" ”

"The wine is not strong, and it is a little sweet, not the water from the pond, nor the water from the river behind the village, not the water from the well, but the water from a cold pool on the mountain behind the village!"

Yang Huazhong poured a bowl of osmanthus wine for Zuo Junmo, and poured a bowl for the blacksmith Luo at the same table, and finally himself.

Zuo Junmo picked up the wine bowl and stood up, "Uncle Luo, third uncle, this first bowl of juniors respects you, and it should be regarded as a belated New Year's greeting." ”

"I'll do it first as respect, two elders, please feel free."

Zuo Junmo raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl in one go.

Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong glanced at each other, and both saw the same appreciation in each other's eyes.

Both men also picked up the wine bowl in front of them and raised their heads and drank wildly.

At the table, Yang Ruoqing was holding Luo Baobao in one hand and chopsticks in the other, eating the food in small bites.

Seeing them fighting like this, I couldn't help but hook the corners of my lips.

What do you say?

Not only does her father and uncle admire Zuo Junmo, but she herself also admires him.

Why?

He has both Luo Fengtang's boldness and Mu Zichuan's humility and gentlemanly demeanor.

He is the heir of the Mo family, and is proficient in the creation of various mechanisms and tools.

But at the same time, he is a shrewd businessman, galloping through the shopping mall, with a sharp eye and an active mind.

Be able to identify business opportunities and act resolutely.

To describe it in a sentence she has seen in modern times, Zuo Junmo is a 'sniper' in the shopping mall.

But at the same time, he didn't have the copper stench of a businessman.

Xu is because he studied since he was a child, he is simple, friendly, and gives people the feeling of a big brother next door.

The feeling for Zuo Junmo is better than for Mu Zichuan.

Maybe it's because of this big brother-like kindness, and Mu Zichuan, because of the marriage contract, because of his obsession......

When you are alone with him, there will always be some scruples.

And Zuo Junmo didn't.

"Brother Zuo, don't patronize and drink, eat a few sips to suppress the strength of the wine."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but remind, and used a pair of chopsticks prepared on the side to clip a chopstick dish for Zuo Junmo and put it in his bowl.

Zuo Junmo looked up at Yang Ruoqing and smiled slightly.

That smile is warm, like the spring breeze in March, which can make a hundred flowers bloom.

A meal, the guests and the host are happy.

Because Luo Fengtang is not at home, it is inconvenient for Zuo Junmo to stay longer.

I stayed here for a night, and talked to Yang Ruoqing about the business and the sales of these mountain goods in Mianniu Mountain in the next quarter.

In Mianniu Mountain, there are treasures everywhere, just see if anyone has that ability.

With that ability, you can send these mountain goods out in a steady stream and convert them into tinkling silver.

If you don't have that ability, you can only watch these things rot in the mountains, season after season, year after year.

For so many years ago, my ancestors had been guarding such treasures like this for generations, sighing empty.

Now it's different, there is a Yang Ruoqing in Changping Village, who led the villagers to develop the resources in the mountains.

"Qing'er, this is a private conversation between the eldest brother and you, the life of the villagers of your Changping Village can be richer than before, and seventy percent is your credit."

After dinner, Zuo Junmo and Yang Ruoqing chatted privately after talking about business.

"I heard that the third uncle is now a lizheng, and your family is the most prestigious in the village."

"You also opened a school so that the children in the village can study and seek fame."

"What you have brought to the villagers of ten miles and eight villages is not only the silver in your hands, but also hope."

"You are really powerful, the longer the foolish brother knows you, the more he can't see through you, and the more he admires you!"

In the end, Zuo Junmo said truthfully.

Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed when she heard it.

"Brother Zuo, you praise me so much, I am the only one left in the sky and on the earth, my sister will be proud." She quipped.

Zuo Junmo smiled and shook his head: "Brother Fool is not praising you, he is telling the truth." Besides, sister, you are not the kind of person who is proud and complacent, and the foolish brother believes in his gaze. ”

Yang Ruoqing stuck out her tongue.

Although she is already the mother of two children, these coquettish and cute expressions occasionally make Zuo Junmo see her differently.

Zuo Junmo's eyebrows and eyes stretched, and the smile in his eyes went straight to the bottom of his heart.

"By the way, Qing'er, there is one more thing I want to tell you, no, in the precise sense, it should be to say hello to you." Zuo Junmo said again.

"Oh? What's the matter? Yang Ruoqing asked.

Zuo Junmo took out a stack of silver tickets from the bottom of his sleeve and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"You count the money in it, and I'll tell you more." He said.

Yang Ruoqing was confused, but she still counted according to her words.

After counting, Yang Ruoqing sorted out the silver tickets, "It's two hundred taels of silver, what's wrong with Brother Zuo?" ”

Zuo Junmo said: "These two hundred taels of silver, in your words, this is your manuscript fee." ”

"What? Royalties? Yang Ruoqing thought she had misheard.

Is it ......?

"That's right!" Zuo Junmo raised his eyebrows.

"The book "Dream of Red Mansions", after you gave it to me to be printed, I just tried to sell it in Qing'an County."

"The response was not bad, and then I took it to Changhuaizhou."

"A few months ago, a friend of mine came back from the capital, and he came to me to catch up."

"During the conversation, he told me that recently, in the aristocratic circle of the capital, many ladies and ladies are chasing a copy, called "Dream of Red Mansions".