Perhaps seeing Ji Qingling's hesitation, Sister-in-law Liao hurriedly went back to make up for it, and said to the little girl she brought over: "Thirteen years old this year, the family did not give her a big name, only a small name is Brother Lai, I have a little old relationship with her family, I wanted to send it to a big family as a rough girl, and I also asked someone to help give her an elegant name, called Qiuyue, I knew that you wanted it here the day before yesterday, so I simply sent it over." ”

She smiled kindly, looking like I am with you and myself, not caring who you are clinging to, and said: "She is just the right age, she is diligent, and she can help you do all the chores at home, no more than those little dolls, and she has to bother to train, the bucket can't be held, and she is not like those who are old and selfish, maybe buy vegetables and firewood, you give ten yuan, and she wants to write four yuan." ”

chattering, it seems that the princess sells melons.

As she spoke, seeing that Ji Qingling did not react, she reached out and touched the little girl, and said, "I haven't seen the master's house yet." ”

Qiu Yue was reminded by her, hurriedly took a few steps forward, knelt down on the spot in front of Ji Qingling, kowtowed twice, and said hello dryly.

Sister-in-law Liao said again: "You don't have to rush to say whether you want it or not, I'll put people here first, and you can see it in a few days, if you don't do it, I'll replace you with someone." After finishing speaking, I found a reason and took my leave.

Besides, this autumn moon has entered the door, chopping wood and carrying water, buying vegetables and sweeping the floor, there is nothing inappropriate, although the food is really unpalatable, think about the money he gives every month, Ji Qingling is not picky, and he plans to find a domestic cook to cook again one day.

Because there was no extra room, she simply bought a low bed for Qiu Yue in her room, added bedding, clothes and other things, and slept together at night. During the day, Qiu Yue took care of housework, and Ji Qingling set up a large table and two chairs in the hall to read and write with Gu Yanzhang.

She has never been a family before, and she doesn't know how hard she is, but now that she is in charge, she knows seven things to open the door, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, and piles are all money, so that's it. Gu Yanzhang and she both have to read, not to mention pen, ink, paper, inkstone, candles and lamp oil lit at night alone are a lot of expenses.

Seeing that the money was spent faster than he expected, after Gu Yanzhang enrolled in school, he didn't know how much expenses would be paid, so Ji Qingling had to put his plan to make money on the desk early.

Different from her original idea, Jixian County is a literary place, and there are many students like ants, with her handwriting, although copying books is also a road, the money is too slow, and the cost performance is really low, even if it is day and night, it is just to get enough food and clothing. She thought about it and simply had an idea.

It is said that scribes love romance, and since the literary atmosphere is so prosperous here, and there are many Confucian scholars gathered, they must also love vassal elegance. When it comes to elegant things, what is like an ancient book?

In his previous life, Ji's father had a wide range of hobbies, especially like to collect rare books, solitary books, famous calligraphy and paintings, and played for a long time. After many times, he often chose his beloved, imitated it from beginning to end, and made it old according to the original handiwork, shaking his head and shaking his head for fun. Because this behavior is really not a good thing, it is not easy to disclose to the public, but if this kind of proud work is enjoyed by yourself, what is the difference between it and the night walk in brocade, and I have to take my family to appreciate it together.

Ji Qingling's brothers are heavy in their studies, and their mother also has a social industry to take care of, only she is a little woman, and there is no pressure on scientific examinations, and she loves to read, and she loves these crooked ways even more.

Just a few years ago, Ji's father was deposed, he was an official abroad, and when he was idle on errands, he collected a lot of ancient methods, and studied with his daughter when he was free. Ji Qingling not only spoke, but also accompanied the hands, and later, antique writing and painting were as simple as games. As long as she is given tools and materials, the fakes she makes can be used to deceive outsiders, and it is simply effortless.

Now that she has eased up, she wants to make a living, thinking that she can't sit and eat empty, and she is worried, but when she and Gu Yanzhang went out to visit the academy, she saw someone in the teahouse tavern and bookstore Baoyuan many times when she talked about what gifts to give someone, and the most commonly mentioned thing was how many copies of a certain book were in a certain version in a certain year, and a certain person and a certain calligraphy and painting, and she couldn't help but be hearted.

If you have to buy it, you have to sell it, although she was originally just a game, but if she can exchange it for money, it is not impossible.

Together, the next day, Ji Qingling changed into an inconspicuous student dress and went to several famous bookstores in Jixian County. At this time, it is the end of winter, and everything is gradually recovering, because many colleges and universities in Jixian County are in April, and it is not long before now, and the flow of people in the bookstore has also begun to be vigorous.

She shrank aside, counting the flow of people, and silently calculated which books sold well and how much the bookstore flowed in a day. Taking advantage of the late Chenguang and the sparse crowd, he stepped forward and asked the guy: "Little brother, do you accept old books and rare books here?" ”

The guy was not surprised, and while cleaning up the bookcase, he said: "Collect, give money according to the quality, if it is too old, the words are dizzy and the paper is dizzy, but it cannot be sold." ”

Ji Qingling asked again: "If it is an ancient book from the past, what price do you give it at?" ”

Hearing this, the guy put down the work in his hand and raised his head to look at Ji Qingling.

The body that Ji Qingling threw herself into looks a little similar to her previous life, Xu is because she grew up at the border, resistant to falling and fighting, and is a little healthier than ordinary people, she has settled in Jixian County for a while, and the whole person has raised the depressed general when she fled in the past, she was at home in her previous life, everyone was spoiled, and she was born rich and noble, and she has long been accustomed to speaking and acting with aura. At this time, he changed into a child's dress and spoke the old way, but it was strange that it did not make people feel disobedient.

That guy was originally from Jixian County, and he saw a lot of all kinds of literary students, and he didn't take Ji Qingling in his eyes, just as this was a family that came to study, and he was temporarily short of money, so he took out the book and sold it. This kind of person, he always meets once every ten days and a half months, so he preaches according to the book: "It's not easy to say, you brought it first, there are old people in our bookstore, and they will make a bid for you." ”

As he was talking, he suddenly heard someone on the side deliberately clear his throat.

Ji Qingling turned his head and saw a teenager standing beside him, the other party was wearing a cotton jacket, not tall, and a few traces of impatience flashed between his eyebrows.

The guy heard the sound and knew people, and walked out of it with a smile, and said in his mouth: "Oh, it's actually Brother Zheng, why bother you to come here in person today." ”

The guy looked at least thirty years old, but he called the young man "brother", and his words were respectful, and Ji Qingling couldn't help but be curious.