Su Jin was happy.

On Thursday, my aunt was even happier.

The two hit it off.

Su Jin saluted his aunt on Thursday and got up after half a cup of tea.

Uncle Thursday smiled, "The second steward is in such a hurry to leave? ”

Su Jin looked at him, "After staying for a long time, aren't you afraid that Steward Zhou will be suspicious?" ”

Uncle Thursday felt that Su Jin was cautious enough.

But does his uncle still need to be afraid of a steward of the Zhou family?

Su Jin turned around and left.

Apricot farts followed closely behind.

I knew that if I went all the way to the border and someone would send them money, they wouldn't have to carry so many silver tickets with them.

On Thursday, my aunt thought that Su Jin was going back to the inn, so he sent someone to get the secret recipe, who would have thought that Su Jin and the maid would continue to go shopping, and they didn't take the matter of the silver ticket to heart.

Although Su Jin agreed, if he didn't get the secret recipe, it couldn't be counted.

He also had to guard against whether there was a problem with the secret recipe, and he couldn't spend fifteen thousand taels and end up being dumped.

But he didn't dare to play tricks on him.

Su Jin walked half the street, saw a stall writing letters on his behalf, and walked over.

The stall owner is a scholar and not very old.

Su Jindu sat down across from him, and he was still reading.

Su Jin looked at him, and then looked at the noisy streets, and had to admire his ability to be quiet in the middle of the noise.

If you don't read it as a nerd, you'll be in high school sooner or later.

Xing'er shouted, "Are you still in business?" ”

The scholar turned the page, only to find that there was someone sitting opposite.

He turned the book upside down and asked, "Do you want to write a letter to your family?" ”

"Borrow a pen and paper," Su Jin said with a smile.

The scholar handed the pen and paper to Su Jin.

Su Jin wrote a prescription, and then handed it to the scholar and said, "Youlao will help me copy a copy." ”

The scholar was puzzled, "Brother Tai can write, why do you need me to help you copy it?" ”

"I don't do bad things for people."

"I just think I'm ugly," Su said.

“……。”

The scholar looked at the handwriting.

Silently put pen to ink.

Although he didn't say anything, Su Jin panicked inexplicably.

casually panicked, why didn't he question it?

Is her handwriting really that ugly?

After the scholar copied it, he dried the ink and handed it to Su Jin.

Apricot asked, "How much?" ”

"A penny."

Xing'er touched five taels of silver and put it on the table.

The scholar was a little embarrassed, "I can't find it." ”

Xing'er was also embarrassed, "This is already the smallest amount of silver." ”

Scholar," ....... ”

Afraid that the scholar would not believe it, Xing'er took out a stack of silver tickets from her arms.

The scholar was hit with no skin, and silently said, "Wealth is not exposed." ”

Apricot took the silver ticket back into her arms.

The scholar took the silver ingot and said, "You wait for me, I'll go buy some rice." ”

Su Jin sat on the chair and waited for him.

The scholar's business is not bad, he walked on the front foot, and a lady came over on the back foot, saying, "I will write a letter to the family." ”

Su Jin sat still, and the eldest lady looked at her, "I want to write a letter to my son." ”

Su Jin smiled.

Is this a misunderstanding that the word stand is hers?

She hadn't helped anyone write a letter yet, so Su Jin sat down in the position of a scholar and said, "What does the eldest mother want to write?" ”

The eldest lady looked kind, and the smile on her face overflowed, "Write to my son, and you tell him that his daughter-in-law has added a big fat son to him, and the family is very good, so he doesn't have to worry, he must take care of himself when he fights at the border, and don't rush forward in a daze when he fights." ”

"By the way, let him remember to write a letter to his family and send it back when he is free."

Well.

Su Jin has never written a letter for anyone, and he doesn't know how to polish.

Whatever the eldest lady says, she writes.

After writing it, read it to the eldest mother, and the eldest mother smiled, "Your writing is good, I can understand it, I want to tell my son." ”

Su Jin, "....... ”

This should be a compliment to her, right?

Su Jin folded the letter, put it in an envelope, and wrote who would receive it.

When handing over the letter to the eldest mother, the eldest mother was a little embarrassed and said, "Can you help me choose a name for my grandson?" ”

"What's the last name?" Su Jin asked.

"The surname is Zhang."

Su Jinsi took a look, took the pen and dipped the ink and wrote two words on the paper-

Zhang Yi.

The eldest lady was illiterate, but she recognized a piece of paper, and she pointed to another one, "This is?" ”

"Yi, which means integrity, firmness, tallness, and calmness."

The eldest lady nodded again and again, "It's good to be upright, that's what it's called." ”

"Then you add my grandson's name to the letter and tell my son."

Su Jin complied.

The eldest lady took the letter, took out a large handful of copper coins and put them on the table, and said, "Mr. Lao has given the name, and Mr. will definitely be the top student in high school." ”

The eldest lady thanked her and walked forward happily with the word with her name written on it.

I was so happy I didn't see the carriage coming.

Fortunately, the driver tightened the reins in time and did not collide.

But the carriage stopped suddenly, and the person sitting in the carriage should have shaken.

The maid lifted the curtain to see the situation, and a young lady in the carriage was holding a child.

The child happened to see Su Jin wearing a mask outside the carriage, and he said happily, "Daddy, it's Daddy." ”

The young lady hurriedly looked outside.

Seeing that it was Su Jin, a touch of loss flashed in his eyes, "That's not Daddy." ”

"That's Daddy," the little boy said stubbornly.

The young lady didn't know how to explain it.

It's either a mask or a daddy.

The coachman drove the carriage forward, and the cry spread, "I want Daddy, I want Daddy!" ”

Su Jin sat there bored, completely unaware that he was mistaken.

After waiting for a little half a cup of tea, the scholar came back with a bag of rice.

He gave the money he found to Xing'er.

Su Jin got up, and the scholar looked at the copper coin on the table and said, "This is?" ”

"Just now, an eldest lady came to you to write a letter to her family, and I wrote it for you," Su Jin said.

The scholar's face was black.

Looking for him to copy the recipe, but help him write a letter to someone?

Why didn't he continue to think that he was ugly?

The scholar thanked him, and Su Jin walked away.

I went back to the inn and drank a cup of tea, and my aunt's little girl came on Thursday.

Fifteen thousand taels of silver tickets were exchanged for a square.

Watching the little guy come out of Su Jin's room, Steward Zhou's brows tightened.

How did the fourth aunt's little girl know the princess of Zhenbei Wang?

The little guy went downstairs quickly, Steward Zhou shouted, the little guy looked back, and ran away quickly.

Steward Zhou knew there was a problem at a glance.

He didn't dare to ask Su Jin, the prefect's wife had a birthday, and he had to send a congratulatory gift.

At the prefect's mansion, Steward Zhou saw Aunt Zhou, and he said, "The fourth aunt just robbed the Zhou family's business, I advise the fourth aunt, don't fight the idea of the second steward of the Beauty Pavilion, she is not something you can afford to provoke." ”

Uncle Thursday smiled and said, "The backer of the Beauty Pavilion is big, but he is only a second-class steward, Steward Zhou followed his father-in-law to the north and south, and he is well-informed, so he can't be so groveling to him, right?" ”

Steward Zhou said calmly, "You are the fourth aunt of the Zhou family, I am good at persuading each other, along the way, I have seen the means of the second steward, that is, the master is here, he will sigh to himself, the fourth aunt should not ask for hardship." ”