Liu Lu quickly returned with food.

Du Xiaomeng stuffed all the food into her stomach in a few clicks. I filled my stomach and felt comfortable, energetic and full of energy.

She put down her chopsticks, took the wet towel handed over by Liu Lu and wiped her mouth, glanced at the bright afternoon sun outside, stood up and said, "Xiaoliu, I want to go to the street." ”

There is no need to be banned from going out anymore, and there is money to spend at will, she Du Xiaomeng is a kind and soft-hearted person! Since Zhan Qi came to show favor so sincerely, she reluctantly accepted it.

When Liu Lu heard Du Xiaomeng say that he was going out, he said excitedly: "Okay! The slave is here to dress up the lady! ”

Before Du Xiaomeng could react, she was dragged to the dresser by Liu Lu and sat down. Look at the excitement of Liu Lu, I don't know, I thought there was gold to pick up outside!

After the excited willow green fiddled with Du Xiaomeng for an hour, he finally said happily: "Okay!" Then, as if inviting merit, he held up the bronze mirror to Du Xiaomeng, "Madam, look! ”

Du Xiaomeng glanced in the mirror, and several black lines were drawn from his forehead. The golden flower and silver hairpin and small pearl cui, decorating the towering cloud bun with the style of a lady of the Tang Dynasty like a shining Christmas tree, suddenly looks like a nouveau riche who shows off his wealth, how can he be a "vulgar" word!

Liu Lu ignored Du Xiaomeng's expression as if she had swallowed a fly, and said triumphantly: "Dressing up like this can best bring out your flowery face and noble temperament, Madame!" ”

This pair of whites is similar to what I said last time. It seems that in Liu Lu's heart, he is very ingrained in believing that beauties and noblewomen should be the appearance of such nouveau riche.

This kind of aesthetic made Du Xiaomeng quite speechless. Ignoring the willow green who circled around her and admired her as a successful work of art, she took matters into her own hands and pulled out the cumbersome headdress on her head.

Seeing that the fruits of her labor were ruthlessly ruined, Liu Lu hurriedly stopped it, but it was not as fast as Du Xiaomeng, she had already pulled off all her headdresses, and even the towering cloud bun was scattered. She tucked her long hair back casually, and inserted only a simple plum hairpin inlaid with red agate.

Before Liu Lu opened his mouth to protest, Du Xiaomeng lowered his head at a forty-five degree angle, lowered his eyes, with sad tears in the corners of his eyes, and said faintly: "Someone once said to me, don't think that if I pile up gold and silver mines on my head, I can become a noblewoman." I...... I don't want to humiliate myself anymore. ”

Liu Lu was stunned, recalling the scene when the general spoke coldly to his wife that day, and his heart couldn't help but sour. She no longer forced her poor lady to continue to be a rich "Christmas tree", but she was afraid that her wife would keep thinking about the events of that day and make her heart unhappy, so she quickly smiled and opened the topic and said: "Madam, it's not too early, come, I'll help you comb your hair in a simple bun, and then go to Steward Yang, go to the tent and pay the money and go out!" ”

Du Xiaomeng raised her head, looked at her with resentful eyes, and said gloomily: "I'm not happy in my heart, I don't want to comb my bun." ”

Feeling furious by her resentful gaze, Liu Lu struggled with his thoughts, then relented and said, "Okay, I won't comb my bun today." However, be sure to comb it in the future! ”

After speaking, she pulled Du Xiaomeng and hurriedly went to Steward Yang.

After Steward Yang knew their intentions, his old face smiled, looked at Du Xiaomeng and said, "The old slave is planning to send the monthly money to Madame." Since the lady is here, please follow the old slave to the account and receive the monthly money. ”

On the way to the account room with Steward Yang, Du Xiaomeng asked casually: "Uncle Yang, how much is my monthly money every month?" ”

Steward Yang said, "Mrs. Hui, there are five taels." ”

Five taels? Hearing this number, although Du Xiaomeng's face was silent, her heart beat several times with excitement. When she was in the Lin family, although she was the most inferior girl who was exploited and oppressed and had no wages, not to mention broken silver, she had not even had the opportunity to see or touch copper coins, but after all, she had lived here for a while, and she still knew what the prices of this era were like.

In this era, one tael of silver can be exchanged for 1,000 yuan, and 100 yuan can be used to buy a bag of ordinary quality rice weighing at least 100 catties, and a pound of pork can be sold for about 10 or 20 yuan; In this way, ordinary people only need 500 yuan a month to eat and drink, and they will never go hungry.

Five taels of silver is definitely not a small amount, can Du Xiaomeng not be excited? In the General's Mansion, there is food and accommodation here, as long as she doesn't buy messy things, the monthly money of five taels per month is earned in vain. You know, in this era, a few taels of silver can buy an acre of fertile land! After a year and a half of mixing like this in the general, even if she can't find a way to go back to modern times, she can save enough money to buy a house in the place where the general's mansion thinks, and then buy a few acres of fertile land for the local owner, collect land rent, and live a small life freely.

Suppressing the excitement of a few little monkeys turning and fighting inside, and there was no half of the emotional fluctuation on his face, Du Xiaomeng calmly followed Steward Yang to the account room to receive five taels of monthly money. She exchanged one tael of silver for a thousand yuan, and then took the other four taels back to her room, found a place that she thought was safe and carefully stored it, and then prepared to go out.