Agarwood Xuan.

Inside the house.

Su Jin woke up, sat on the bed and stretched, watching Xing'er mopping the floor with sleepy eyes.

The little maid is focused and serious.

Even Su Jin didn't notice it when he woke up.

After watching it for a while, Su Jin couldn't help but interrupt her loudly, "You're not planning to slip and split the mosquitoes that are dragging the ground, are you?" ”

Apricot sighed and turned her head to reveal a bright and bright smile.

She came over with a mop and said happily, "Girl, you are awake, the mop you said, the slave maid made it, it is easy to use, it is not effortless at all, and the floor is very clean." ”

"I can see it," Su Jin said.

On the way back from the ancestral hall and back to Agarwood Xuan, there were many maids kneeling on the ground to wipe charcoal ashes.

Ming didn't dare to condemn her, and stared at her with a resentful look behind his back.

Xing'er turned around violently, caught the little maid one of them, scared the little maid to the ground, and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

dared to stare at her girl behind her back, Xing'er wanted to beat the little girl, but was stopped by Su Jin.

When she returned to Agarwood Xuan, she saw that the maids and women were all wiping the floor, all of them kneeling on the ground, and she felt a sore back when she saw it.

After asking, I realized that they didn't know what a mop was.

Su Jin described in detail the mop, intending to benefit the majority of the little maids who mop the floor, but the maids went in and out of the left ear, and they didn't take it seriously at all.

Su Jin didn't take it to heart, they were willing to work hard, she naturally wouldn't stop her, but she was angry.

"They don't do it, slaves do!"

No, Su Jin was sleeping, and Xing'er made the mop.

And the more it drags on, the more satisfied it becomes, and it is full of praise.

And then—

This little girl's mind is alive.

Su Jin lost money by selling charcoal, which was a thorn in the little girl's heart.

If you don't pull it out, you won't be happy.

She tried her best to pull Su Jin back from the road of losing money.

"Girl, this mop is so easy to use, it must be more profitable than selling charcoal, why don't we sell charcoal and sell mops, right?" Apricot said with her mop in her hands.

“……。”

"What about so much charcoal, what to do with it?"

"The slave has thought about it, we can sell mops and send charcoal."

“……。”

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Xing'er turned around and saw Xie Jingchen walking in, and she said, "Uncle is back." ”

Seeing that his face was the same as before, his steps were calm.

Su Jin smiled, "It seems that he has not been punished." ”

Xie Jingchen walked to the side of the bed and handed the inscription in his hand to Su Jin.

Su Jin stretched out his hand to take it.

Looking at the majestic five big characters on it, the corners of her eyes twitched fiercely.

Is this guy full of food and panicking?

When he thought about it, he felt that it was unlikely, he actually didn't approve of her selling charcoal.

"You shouldn't have written that, did you?" She asked.

"The emperor wrote it himself."

“……。”

"The charcoal in the harem is all for you to supply."

“……。”

"The business you helped me take?" Su Jin gritted his teeth and asked.

Her eyes lit up with fire.

Already looking for a knife.

Xie Jingchen saw her look of wanting to kill, and decisively denied it-

"It was the emperor who took the initiative to take care of your business."

Su Jin felt like he was going crazy.

"Girl?" Apricot asked.

"This time, I can't sell charcoal."

There were tears faintly in the corners of Su Jin's eyes.

was moved to cry by the emperor.

People took time out of their busy schedules to take care of her business, and she couldn't repay it, she just wanted to immediately send all the charcoal hoarded by Agarwood Xuan to the imperial study to repay him.

Apricot looked at the mop in her hand.

It is said that the money in the palace is the best to earn, and with the emperor taking care of the girl's business, it should not be too bad.

But she still thinks it's better to sell mops.

The palace is so big, it definitely needs a mop too.

Xing'er looked at Xie Jingchen, "Uncle, can you go into the palace to find the emperor to change the inscription and change it to 'the first mop in the world'?" ”

Su Jin, "....... ”

Xie Jingchen, "....... ”

Why did she want to die so much.

But what Apricot said-

It's not impossible.

Of course, she didn't say selling mops, she was changing the inscription.

Su Jin looked at Xie Jingchen.

Xie Jingchen guessed her intentions, didn't give Su Jin a chance to speak, raised his hand to stop her, and said, "That's the emperor, Chrysostom and Yuyan, written on paper is a holy decree, how can you change it casually." ”

What's more, this inscription was asked for by the emperor, and then he went back to the emperor to change it, wasn't he looking for scolding?

"Since it's selling charcoal, there's nothing wrong with this inscription," he said.

"But I'm selling charcoal on my face, not charcoal burning."

“……。”

This woman really wants people to smear charcoal on her face!

Can anyone be that stupid?

Xie Jingchen supported his forehead.

Su Jin took a deep breath to calm himself down.

She handed the inscription to Xie Jingchen and said, "This inscription is for you, you open a shop to sell charcoal, and you must sell it at a loss when you sell it to me in the future." ”

"No, it's to supply me unconditionally."

Xie Jingchen, "....... ”

Thinking about it this way, I save a lot of money on raw materials.

The unhappiness in Su Jin's heart vanished.

Su Jin was in a good mood, and Xing'er said, "It costs money to open a shop, but my uncle has no money." ”

Who is this girl for?

Su Jin got out of bed and knocked on her head, "Your aunt has already left the school, and as soon as he makes a casual move, he will rob more money than me, and he can support himself." ”

Xing'er nodded again and again, "Uncle is better than blue, Hou Ye knows, he must be happy." ”

Xie Jingchen, "....... ”

Dongxiang Hou Mansion.

Dongxiang Hou couldn't stop laughing.

With a cup of tea in his hand, after hearing that Su Jin and Xie Jingchen had robbed the king of Nan'an County, he trembled with laughter, and there was only half a cup of tea left.

Tang snatched his teacup away, glared at him and said, "My daughter took her son-in-law crookedly, is there such a coke?" ”

"My daughter has a good eye, follow me, I'm happy to be a father," Dongxiang Hou said.

Tang asked the maid to wipe the table, and said, "If you don't put a few pieces of gold on your face a day, don't you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Dongxiang Hou coughed lightly a few times and looked at Su Chong.

Tang also found that Su Chong was a little unhappy.

As soon as he was happy, his mouth hung like a river.

If you are not happy, you will become a saw-spout gourd.

"What's wrong?" Tang asked.

Su Chong made a stinky face and said, "Those fat sheep are my fancies, and I also planned to start as soon as the injuries on my face are healed, but my brother-in-law took the lead, and he didn't leave one for me." ”

He should have done it in time.

Su Chong sighed for a long time and regretted it.

Several sheep that had lost their fat sneezed in unison.

……

Su Jin washed his face with cold water, drank half a cup of tea, and then rubbed his neck and walked out of the inner room.

In the yard, the maid has already started mopping the floor with a mop.

They didn't take Su Jin's words seriously before, but after Xing'er made the mop, she deliberately dragged her back to the corridor, and the little maid said that she was showing off.

But after all, the mop is really good, and it's not hard to make.

The maids of the young grandmothers will definitely not do these rough jobs, and they are the ones who are tired and have back pain.

There's no reason to be angry and can't get along with yourself.

and followed suit—

The colorful mop is quite good-looking.

It's just that the quality is not very good.

dragged and dragged it, and there was only a stick left in his hand.

The mop head is still in place.

Maiden, "......." ”