Previously, a famous and down-and-out middle-aged man came to the booth of the scholar in cloth, and he praised a few words, but did not get the same result as Yulan, but was insulted and left.

The middle-aged man pointed to a word and said: "The shape is meaningful, the brushstrokes are enough, and it seems that he has worked hard." ”

The scholar in cloth looked at the other party with disgust, and expelled him with a wooden stick, "What do you know about this broken flower, hurry up, don't give me bad luck here." ”

The ragged middle-aged man's body shook and he tried to straighten his waist, "I used to read poetry books and wanted to be at the top of high school, but unfortunately the world is ruthless, and now I beg for a living." ”

Those mundane cloth scholars didn't want to hear it, he took out a penny from his sleeve and threw it on the ground, the corners of his mouth were disdainful, "Don't you just want money, give it to you, get out of here." ”

A penny is nothing, and he can't even afford a bun, the middle-aged man sighed, had to succumb to fate, and bent down to pick up the penny, "I just want to say that although your handwriting is beautiful, it is a little more philistine." ”

This is the end of the memories.

Linlang pursed her lips and smiled, and took out a penny in her hand, "Big brother, you must think that I don't know about this little episode, but I just came to your booth when I saw it." At this point, you pretend to be, believe it or not, I will let you switch places with your previous uncle. He sells calligraphy and paintings, you beg, see what else happens! You don't have to give away calligraphy and paintings, there is a penny here, count me as buying it. ”

A penny fell on the ground and made a clanging sound, but the scholar in cloth did not bend down to pick it up, his calligraphy and paintings were worth more than a penny. "I won't send it, let's do it!"

"You give it away for free, we don't want it. I'll buy it for a penny, and you won't accept it. It's amazing, it's clear that you're taking advantage of it. Linlang bent down and picked up a penny he threw down, and looked at it, "It's the same money, you use it to smash people's face, I will also try to smash your face, like this, big brother, your face is only worth a penny." ”

The scholar in cloth originally thought that the woman with a jade plate and a slight appearance was Miss Mofu Sun, but he didn't expect an oolong. He didn't want to argue with the other party anymore, he always felt that he would be the one who was suppressed, and he couldn't afford to provoke Mo Fu, "It's not early, my mother is still waiting for me at home." ”

After a while, there were no more scholars in cloth in the bazaar, and there were no stalls. Yulan looked at Linlang adoringly, "Miss, you are so amazing!" ”

Linlang waved her hand, signaling that it was nothing more than that. Although she was in a trance, she still saw what was happening around her and took it in her ears. Linlang and Yulan walked a few steps, and she found that there was a figure not far away that was quite familiar, and it turned out to be the middle-aged man from before. Linlang walked slowly in front of him, squatted down, and took out a tael of silver from his arms.

The middle-aged beggar was lying on the ground, his hair covering his face, and when he heard a crisp sound from the broken bowl, he looked up and saw the woman in front of him. He didn't show gratitude, it was a charity from a rich family, and he didn't need charity, he just wanted to live.

"Uncle, my money is not given for nothing." Linlang didn't leave and continued to squat in front of him.

The middle-aged beggar peeled off his messy hair and looked at Linlang carefully, a yellow-haired girl, "What's the matter?" ”

Linlang asked softly, "Can you read?" ”

"I know a little bit about it." Although he didn't know why, the middle-aged beggar answered truthfully.

There are still beggars in Guotai Min'an, and it seems that there is still a lack of public security management, "There is a lack of one person in my grandmother's house, I don't know if you are willing to serve it?" ”

Looking at a few big characters on the plaque, the middle-aged beggar couldn't believe it, he actually came to the mansion of the richest man in Xianglin, and after understanding, it was Mrs. Mo's most precious granddaughter who gave him the silver before, and the middle-aged beggar had heard a little about her. But the man really wasn't lying to him?

The housekeeper looked at the middle-aged beggar and did not dislike it, but asked one question after another: "Do you have a name, can you read, can you know abacus......"

"The villain's name is Zhang Yuan, who went to Beijing to gain fame in his early years, but he encountered robbers on the road, and he was entangled and scattered, and missed the best opportunity. Although not talented, the abacus is acceptable. Zhang Yuan was dirty, but the conversation was not humble or silent.

The housekeeper raised his eyebrows, Miss Sun was always unexpected, and she actually found a treasure, "Oh, this is a question, you can pass it if you make it." ”

Zhang Yuan took the paper in the butler's hand, looked at it roughly, and said the answer randomly. Only then did the butler smile and tell him that he had passed and that he would go into the account room to help.

"That's it? Have more questions?" Zhang Yuan was puzzled, ordinary big families are generally very picky, and he just passed a few simple questions, which is unavoidable......

"You must be wondering if I tricked you into going to the house and then squeezed the labor." The housekeeper slowly explained to Zhang Yuan, "You are lucky to be appreciated by Miss Sun, if you are Young Master Sun, I am afraid that you will not be able to enter the Mo Mansion after a month." ”

Zhang Yuan hesitated, he didn't know much about this Miss Sun.

The housekeeper seemed to know what Zhang Yuan was thinking, "Don't worry, you will know what kind of person Miss Sun is in less than a day." Then Zhang Yuan heard the housekeeper say: "It's a pity, Miss Sun will leave Xianglin in one day, even if you want to see it, you may not be able to see it." ”

After many years, Zhang Yuan finally took a hot shower and put on clean clothes. He followed the housekeeper to the compound anxiously, and happened to hear Linlang introducing someone to Old Madam Mo.

Linlang pinched Mrs. Mo's shoulder and whispered beside her, "Grandma, I have picked up a treasure, although he is begging, he is arrogant, can read, and knows how to advance and retreat." I heard that Grandpa Wang, who is in charge of the accounts in the house, is sick and needs to recuperate for several months, so let's see if he can come in handy. ”

King Yu's family had left a few days ago, leaving only Linlang to accompany Mrs. Mo. Old Madam Mo asked Linlang to stay for a few more days, and then asked the guards to take her back to Jiangyuan Town.

"If you look at it, my grandmother thinks it's okay. You girl has great eyes, and grandma is old and useless. Old Madam Mo made fun of herself with her age, and at this time, Linlang would always say a lot of compliments to her.

"A hundred years old is a flower, grandma, you are only sixty-nine, and you are still a delicate stamen." Linlang touched Mrs. Mo's well-maintained green hair, "I hope my grandmother is happy every day, and then the color of her hair will always be jet black." Grandma always has a smile on her face, and every year she will be one year younger, and when she turns 100, Grandma looks only sixteen years old, even younger than Linlang. ”

Old Madam Mo was amused by Linlang's words, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she could still see some shadows of her youth. "Your little mouth is so sweet, it's a pity, you'll have to go back to Jiangyuan Town in a day."

After speaking, Old Madam Mo's expression darkened.

Linlang was cautious and restrained, "Don't be afraid, if my grandmother misses me, I will send a letter to Jiangyuan Town." Remember, don't use carrier pigeons, I'm afraid that the carrier pigeon will be framed by thieves on the way, and then be made into a roast pigeon and eaten. ”

Through association, Mrs. Mo seemed to be able to see the carrier pigeon being treated as a suckling pigeon, and suddenly laughed, "Little gluttonous cat, do you want to eat it?" ”

"Hehe, I was discovered by my grandmother, I passed by the kitchen and smelled the smell of roast chicken, and suddenly remembered that roast pigeons are also delicious. Grandma, have you ever eaten a roast pigeon, it's delicious. Linlang sucked his saliva and showed a greedy look.

Old Madam Mo was amused by Linlang, and almost couldn't breathe, and Linlang immediately handed over a glass of water when she saw this. "The pigeon tastes good, let the cook make some for you, and go back when you get tired of eating."

Linlang replied seriously: "After about 500 pigeons, I will get tired of eating." ”

"You kid, eat five hundred in a row, and you can't grow wings and fly?" Old Madam Mo couldn't help but smile, and after a while, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she made a continuous haha.

"Grandma, smile and smile, the body is the most important." Unexpectedly, after she finished speaking, Old Madam Mo almost choked herself to death.

Finally breathing smoothly, Old Madam Mo decided to slow down first, "Ahem, don't tease me, you kid, let me take a sip of water quietly." ”

Bai Fangyi: It's tiring to take care of the elderly.

Before leaving, Princess Yu instructed Linlang to let her take good care of Mrs. Mo, Shen Qiuhe seemed cold, but she actually liked this grandmother very much. If the foundation is done well, it must be helpful for Linlang to capture Shen Qiuhe in the future. Linlang thinks it makes sense, since the male protagonist can't break through for the time being, why not find another way to break through.

It was not her intention to pretend to be crazy and stupid, Bai Qiyi had completely given up on herself, but no matter how stupid she was, she couldn't use a knife to coerce Shen Qiuhe to give her the remaining ninety-one favorability.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she wanted to find some ways to deal with Shen Qiuhe from Old Madam Mo, and if she was wrong, she was looking for some of Shen Qiuhe's weaknesses and taking countermeasures.

The housekeeper came to report that Zhang Yuan had arrived.

Old Madam Mo frowned, who is this, she has never heard the name, it seems that she is not a beginner, she is ready to refuse to meet. Linlang spoke out to dissuade, "Grandma, he is the person I brought back, you can see it, and you can see it." ”

"Since it's Linlang who brought it back, I can't refute the face, bring it in." Mrs. Mo received the news, the other party seemed to be a beggar, and there was no trace of gas after grooming, it seems that her granddaughter has a good eye, and she has indeed dug up a treasure. "Do you know where this is, and who am I?"

Although Zhang Yuan has been begging for many years, the etiquette in his bones is still there, he met Mrs. Mo according to the etiquette, and then told the truth. "You are a big family in Xianglin, who doesn't know, who doesn't know."

Old Madam Mo glanced at Linlang, "There is a girl who doesn't know, and thinks that Mofu is a grain farmer who sells rice." ”

"Grandma, it's no wonder I'm not to blame. As a small peasant girl, it is already an indigestible thing to suddenly be promoted to become the righteous daughter of King Yu, and then I am not ready to accept other relatives, so I was knocked unconscious by my little brother, and I was confused, who knows anything else. ”

Bai Yiyi just didn't pay much attention to the things he wasn't interested in, so he made a joke.

Mrs. Mo remembered that she went to the temple to offer incense the day before yesterday, and the host saw Linlang for the first time, and asked a question, who was the girl? Linlang's reply made Old Madam Mo laugh for three days.

"Our family sells rice, and your monastery depends on my family for food." Linlang didn't talk nonsense, she heard the conversation between Mrs. Mo and the host, and picked a few words from it, which probably located the nature of Mofu, a big rice seller, and this answer is not impossible.

The conversation Linlang heard was as follows:

Mrs. Mo - presided, and the old body came to pray again.

Host - Amitabha, don't come unharmed.

Old Madam Mo - How is your marriage here, is it effective?

Host - fate is determined, people can't do it, and the marriage sign is only sold to those who are destined.

Mrs. Mo - how much incense money does your temple charge me every year, and all of them have to eat my rice to live, just a marriage lot, whether to give it or not!

Host - don't be in a hurry, the marriage sign needs to be received by the parties.

Old Madam Mo - Linlang, come and draw lots.

Coming back to her senses as she plans how to gain favorability—oh.

After that, Mrs. Mo explained to Linlang about the Mo Mansion, selling rice is not the only way, the shops under them involve all walks of life, which one is a good hand, and it is famous for its talents.