Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Daily Life of a Pseudo-Noblewoman

"How much silver do I have now?" After thinking about it, she felt that it was not a good way to starve like this, and she could find a way to buy food if she had money.

What's more, she really wanted to know why they all gave her money bags.

Green Sleeves was embarrassed, organized his words, and said in a steady voice: "Miss, there are currently 6 taels of silver." ”

Well, these 6 taels were just received by 6 young ladies.

Sino didn't have any idea about the 6 taels of silver, so he pretended to look at the ledger and motioned to Greensleeves to explain.

Green Sleeves opened the account book and said without emotion: "Borrow 120 taels from the second lady, 110 taels from the third lady, 200 taels from the fourth miss, 100 taels from the fifth miss, 80 taels from the sixth miss, and 19 taels from the seventh miss." ”

"How can you owe so much?" In fact, she wanted to explain why she owed money.

Whining! The boss's wish is not to let her pay off her debts!

They all wear gold and silver, but they still owe debts.

Green Sleeves looked at the eldest lady who was poorer than herself, sighed secretly, and said slowly: "The eldest lady's monthly routine has been occasionally suspended in recent years, so the six young ladies have been secretly helping. Over time, except for the part that the eldest lady paid back before the year, it is now the rest. ”

The young ladies of other families are all a lot of silver, but only my young lady is getting poorer and poorer.

Other ladies spend their silver in rouge gouache, but my ladies spend it on food.

Heart congestion!

Sino waved his hand weakly, and was in debt again. The key is that she doesn't owe this debt, but she needs to pay it back.

I thought I was rich, but I didn't expect to be an invisible poor person.

What a sorrow this is for a poor ghost and a money addict.

Sino was sad, and he had to pretend to be casual and take a shower and change clothes.

When she lay on the bed, she watched as the red sleeves expertly stepped out of the bed and laid the bed.

"You don't have to endure the night tonight, you go to sleep in the ear room!"

I'm so hungry that I can't do anything at night.

There is Xiyi in front, and she is always whispering in her ear that she can't mess around.

Now that Xiyi is not here, and I have used too much mental power tonight, I am really hungry.

"Slaves obey!" Redsleeves thought that there was no food in the house, and there was someone guarding the door. So, neatly packed up his bedding and went to the ear room.

In less than a breath, Sino heard Redsleeves' steady breathing and was sure she had fallen asleep.

When she falls asleep and gets up when she is ugly, it seems that she can only look for food at the beginning of her childhood.

Everyone is asleep at the time, so it's convenient to do things.

I don't know if there are any leftovers in the big kitchen, so adjust the time on the brain.

Touching his hungry rumbling stomach, Sino could only tune his consciousness into the sea of consciousness and take a good look at "Two or Three Things in the House".

Perhaps reading was too exhausting, and in less than a moment, Sino also fell into a deep sleep.

As soon as the time arrived, Zhi Brain reminded him that Sino rubbed his eyes, which were still full of sleep, and finally succumbed to deep hunger.

Gently go to the ear room, pick up the red sleeves and put them at the end of the bed to prepare the clean clothes to change tomorrow and put on.

If it weren't for the fact that Boss Meng's clothes were all cumbersome and bright-colored clothes, she wouldn't want to steal the dark blue maid's dress with red sleeves.

In the future, if you have the opportunity to prepare a black dress, it will have to be a cotton one.

As he secretly decided, Sino dressed neatly and tied her hair into balls, forgiving her for not learning to comb her hair in a bun for the past few days.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a steady breathing outside the door, thinking that there was a maid sleeping at the door.

So, when she changed her route to go out of the window, she heard a noise on the roof. Could it be the legendary flower picking brother? . . .