Mo Chen's slender and powerful fingers rested on the jar stuffed with copper plates, and when the wind blew, the corner of his aqua blue robe gently swayed, it was really a god Xiuyi.

If the other party didn't come to collect the debt, Qian Duo could still say a string of praise words.

It's a pity that Qian Duo is not in the mood now.

She fixed her eyes on the money jar, which contained a thousand copper plates, which she counted almost every night, and even named each one.

It's all a thing of the past.

Mo Chen knocked on the money jar and turned a deaf ear to Qian Duo's voice of grinding his teeth with hatred: "Yes, I will come back to collect the accounts at the end of the month." ”

With his words, Qian Duo almost couldn't control his irritable heart.

After Mo Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, he motioned for Seventeen to leave with him holding the altar.

Qian Duo's sight couldn't catch up with the money jar that flew away after all.

Xu Niangzi couldn't bear it: "Do a good job in the future, there will be silver, let's put the matter of the restaurant first." ”

Qian Duo's eyes flashed, and she asked, "Xu Niangzi, do you want to do it?" ”

"Who wouldn't." Xu Niangzi was reluctant: "It's a pity that the capital is gone now." ”

"Who said that!" Qian Duo glanced at the courtyard door and confirmed that Mo Chen and Seventeen would not come back, and she pulled Xu Niangzi to the corner.

Qian Duo took out a contract that had been written long ago from his sleeve: "As soon as I have an idea, I will draw up the contract first, if Xu Niangzi is really willing to do it, I will sign the contract after looking at it, and then I will tell you where to withdraw the money." ”

Xu Niangzi: "......"

Qian Duo scratched his forehead proudly.

A clever person has more than one plan.

Never put money in the same basket.

She Qian Duo, as soon as she came out to do business, she knew that she was hiding her private house, how could she hide all her private house in one jar?

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Seventeen held the money jar and felt heavy: "Childe, are we going to leave the house?" ”

"It's spring, the garden is too plain!" Mo Chen said quietly.

Seventeen doesn't know about flowers and plants, but he also knows that in the back garden of the ink house today, although there are vegetable fields and chicken pens cultivated by rich stewards, most of the places are still overgrown with wild grass.

Occasionally passing by at night to take a look, it is like a deserted garden with a wide mouth in the dark night, which is strange and scary.

It is necessary to tidy up and plant some flowers and plants.

When the flowers bloom, the son can be in the pavilion with the money steward, a pot of incense and a pot of tea, you look at the account book, she plans to plate, complement each other.

It's poetic to think about.

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Yuelai Inn, Zhang Yuhua has been staying for almost four or five days.

On the first day, she went out shopping with great interest, a total of two streets less than 100 meters, and the shops were even less pitiful, Zhang Yuhua returned with a feather.

The next day, she heard that the scenery of Yunlong Mountain was good, and she went on a boat, but she returned embarrassed because of seasickness before she got to the place.

On the third day, she recuperated well and went to Yunlong Mountain in a carriage, but because the mountain scenery was undeveloped and the road was rugged, she was tired and had a sore back in the middle of the mountain and went back to sleep for a day.

On the fourth day, Zhang Yuhua smashed two vases in the room: "When will Mo Gongzi go out?" ”

Xiao Yue trembled: "I heard that the longest time he has been in the ink house is...... One month. ”

When Zhang Yuhua heard this, he fell into the chair.

She seemed to understand why Mo Chen didn't see the tail of the dragon in Qi City.

This guy doesn't go out at all!

She frowned: "I don't believe I'm carrying it like this, you go and inquire again, if Mo Gongzi doesn't go out, won't that Qian Duo go out either?" ”

"If she comes out, you will go and trouble her."

"My dog was beaten, didn't Mr. Mo pay attention to it?"

Xiaoyue went out for a while, and when she came back, she was happy: "Miss, the slave said that you are lucky!" ”

Mo Chen is out!

Everyone in the town saw that Mo Chen took his guards, holding the money jar, into the old gardener's house.

Zhang Yuhua was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly ordered: "Hurry up and pick up eye-catching clothes and jewelry." No, wait for me to clean my face first! ”

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Seventeen introduced the florist to Mo Chen: "Craftsman Sun was originally employed in Jiangnan Garden, and later returned to his hometown in old age, but his craftsmanship was not lost. ”

"The flowers and plants he cultivates are not good for ordinary people, and the rich families in the town will come to order a batch during the New Year's holidays."

Of course, it's also because of the town's florist, who is the only one.

The craftsman Sun who was introduced by him was sincerely frightened at this time, and stood on the side with his children and grandchildren.

After Mo Chen nodded at him slightly, his gaze swept over the various flowers and plants in the courtyard.

The yard of the Sun craftsman is very large, with only a green brick paved road in the middle, and both sides are full of cultivated flowers and orchids.

It's not expensive, but it's unique.

It can be seen that this is a gardener with some skills.

Mo Chen motioned to Seventeen to hand the money jar to Craftsman Sun: "Old man, my garden is unattended, are you willing to help clean it up?" ”

"The noble man spoke, that is the honor of the little old man!" Craftsman Sun didn't expect that the noble son who was rumored to be hammered to death by thunder means outside the Song Dynasty would be so kind to a low-level craftsman like him.

He was naturally willing to help Mo Chen take care of the garden.

As soon as Craftsman Sun took the money jar, he felt a weight, and he opened it in surprise to see that it was full of copper plates: "This is too much!" ”

He doesn't have any precious flowers and plants in his hands, just ordinary objects that are also common.

Counting wages and planting, ten times the money is too much.

Mo Chen leisurely looked around at the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Seventeen said, "You can use it, if it's not enough, come to me to settle the account." The garden must be tidyed up, which is refreshing. ”

It's better to let people walk in it, be in a good mood, and be willing to stay longer.

"Understood, understood!" Craftsman Sun agreed again and again.

After the order, the two did not stay long.

Mo Chen was not interested in the external environment, and he did not want to talk to idle people.

He wanted to go back to the study early, read the accounts, read books, and play chess.

The two of them just got out of the alley when they were blocked by a horse-drawn carriage.

Mo Chen frowned slightly.

Seventeen whispered: "This is the carriage of the Zhang family's daughter." ”

Although Zhang Yuhua's carriage is as low-key as possible, it is from Qicheng in the end, and the configuration and decoration are gorgeous and rich at a glance.

It's also a shame that she brought the nursing home and made friends with the Wind Dart Bureau.

Otherwise, people would have been robbed many times on the road.

Mo Chen was indifferent when he heard the words of the Zhang family.

He swept the carriage without hesitation, mentally measuring the gap between the carriage and the wall if it was enough for him to turn sideways.

I seem to be able to.

So in the carriage, Zhang Yuhua, who was waiting for the other party to greet him first, watched the beautiful Mo Gongzi, ignoring her existence, and turned sideways from the gap...... Drill out!

Get out!

Zhang Yuhua's temples were straight and convex, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Xiaoyue was anxious: "Miss, Mr. Mo is gone!" ”

Zhang Yuhua came back to his senses.

I can't meet by chance this time, who knows when the other party will go out next time!

She hurriedly got out of the car: "Young Master Mo!" ”

However, Mo Chen turned a deaf ear and continued to walk forward.

"Mo Gongzi!" Zhang Yuhua didn't care about the eyes of others on the street, and hurried to catch up with Mo Chen, showing shyness:

"Slave Qicheng Zhang Jiayuhua, specially asked to see Mo Gongzi!"