"I'm not old, but I'm not small."

Just when the shopkeeper couldn't help but speak, Fu Qingzhi opened his mouth and said to the entourage standing on the side: "Ah Xian, take the silver." ”

With a dozen folding fans in his hands, the appearance of a gentleman fell into Gu Junlan's eyes.

But even if she is gentle, she has nothing to do with her.

Stretched out his hand to take the one hundred taels of silver tickets handed by his entourage, at this time, Fu Qingzhi had become a moving golden lump in Gu Junlan's eyes.

Leaving the delivery time, Gu Junlan left without returning the silver ticket.

Fu Qingzhi stood there for a long time before turning around and going upstairs again.

Inside the wing room on the second floor.

"Childe."

The shopkeeper followed, and stood aside with a respectful face.

Fu Qingzhi was reclining on the soft couch, with the fragrance of plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, his thin lips pursed lightly, his phoenix eyes were half-closed, and his face, which had looked frivolous before, was now lazy.

After listening to the shopkeeper's recount of the industrial revenue in Qingyuan County these days, after a while, Fu Qingzhi waved his hand and signaled him to step down.

There were all kinds of shouting voices on the street downstairs, Fu Qingzhi walked to the window, pushed the window open a thin crack, and looked down.

I don't know what scenery fell into sight, and I saw that the corners of Fu Qingzhi's mouth raised a thin and cool arc.

……

When she got home, Gu Junlan took out the one hundred taels of silver tickets that she had inexplicably obtained and handed them to Gu.

When he saw the things handed to him by his daughter, Gu's hand shook and he almost didn't hold it steady.

"Lan'er? Where did you get this silver ticket? ”

Seeing her holding the silver ticket, her face was full of disbelief, Gu Junlan just smiled slightly.

"Mother, isn't this the silver you exchanged for your pickled duck eggs!"

"You kid, you're making fun of your mother again."

This duck egg sells for five cents a piece, which is already the price of the sky, this hundred taels of silver, even if you pickle a salted egg for a lifetime, you can't sell it!

"Mother doesn't believe me."

Gu Junlan pretended to be angry, pouted, and told everything about what happened in the county just now.

"The man asked for a hundred duck eggs, one tael of silver."

With that, Gu Junlan went to the stove room and took out a few crockpots and jars that were still empty at home.

"A tael of silver?!"

This shocked the Gu family.

Even she couldn't help but gossip even when she usually spoke softly: Which landlord's stupid son is buying salted eggs? !

Thinking of Fu Qingzhi's original words at that time, when he came out of Gu Junlan's mouth, he changed his words.

"Mother, that person came from out of town, and after eating salted eggs in the drunken building, he still wanted to take some home, and said that your craftsmanship must be worth this silver!"

Even she couldn't help but gossip even when she usually spoke softly: Which landlord's stupid son is buying salted eggs? !

Thinking of Fu Qingzhi's original words at that time, when he came out of Gu Junlan's mouth, he changed his words.

"Mother, that person came from out of town, and after eating salted eggs in the drunken building, he still wanted to take some home, and said that your craftsmanship must be worth this silver!"

Upon hearing this, Gu was skeptical.

For one or two pieces of silver, I can buy a basket of ducks and go back.

Thinking of Fu Qingzhi's original words at that time, when he came out of Gu Junlan's mouth, he changed his words.

"Mother, that person came from out of town, and after eating salted eggs in the drunken building, he still wanted to take some home, and said that your craftsmanship must be worth this silver!"

Upon hearing this, Gu was skeptical.

For one or two pieces of silver, I can buy a basket of ducks and go back.