The little raccoon slave was indeed hungry.

Qingya found a shallow bowl from the kitchen, poured half a bowl of goat's milk, heated it through water, and just brought it to the little raccoon slave, she saw that the monkey was in a hurry to grab the bowl and bury its head to drink. When it looked up again, the bottom of the bowl was clean.

"Miaaa The little raccoon slave looked at Qingya's hurried urging.

"It's not full yet!" Qingya was surprised, "I'll go and heat up half a bowl again." ”

So I warmed up half a bowl of goat's milk.

The little tanuki slave still drank from the bowl without raising his head.

Xia Wanrou looked at Qingya sadly: "Did it eat too much?" She has never had a cat, so she doesn't know how much milk a cat normally drinks, but when people describe a person who eats less, doesn't she say that she eats "cat food"......

"Maybe I was hungry all the time...... Qingya guessed hesitantly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that the little raccoon slave had finished drinking goat's milk, rubbed in front of the burden of venison jerky, stretched out a furry front paw and patted: "Mia, ya, ya~"

Since Xia Wanrou was reborn, she is determined to feed herself in this life, so she must not watch the little civet slave go hungry. She immediately untied her baggage, picked up a piece of jerky and handed it to the little raccoon slave.

"Girl, don't!" Qingya hurriedly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Xia Wanrou innocently looked at the jerky that was taken away by the raccoon slave.

Qing Ya couldn't cry and laughed, and said: "This raccoon slave is still too young, and his teeth have not grown, and this venison jerky is so hard that people may not be able to bite it, let alone such a small ......."

"Mia, ya, ya~" The little raccoon slave looked at Xia Wanrou with watery eyes.

Now, when you're done, give me another piece!

Qingya watched Xia Wanrou touch a piece of venison jerky and feed it to the little raccoon slave: "It's really biting!" ”

After eating three pieces of jerky in a row, the little raccoon slave reluctantly stopped.

Xia Wanrou picked up the little raccoon slave and rubbed its round belly, a little worried: "No wonder the coachman said that these are probably enough for the raccoon slave to eat for three or five days, but I didn't expect it to be a big-stomach general among the raccoon slaves, I have to hurry up and think about making money, otherwise how can I afford it!" ”

Venison is expensive, and venison jerky can be replaced with other jerky, which is fine. However, goat's milk is a rare commodity in the winter, more expensive than meat, and it cannot be bought with less money.

She pondered the market price outside, and roughly calculated, this little thing has to eat eight dollars of silver a day! I'm still young, but as I grow up, my appetite grows bigger, and I don't know how much to eat!

"Qingya, let's give it back!" Xia Wanrou said this, but her eyes were full of reluctance.

"There is no reason to return it as soon as you bring it back." Qingya said, "It's not too expensive to eat, the eldest princess's Ha Bai has three taels of silver a day!" "She was talking about the pug that the eldest princess was holding in her arms the last time she went to the eldest princess's mansion last summer evening.

It's okay not to say it, but it's even more sad when I talk about Xia Wanrou.

She remembered that the eldest princess said that she would get a pug for her to raise!

"You can't think about it, it's a headache when you think about it." Xia Wanrou said and got up, found an old dress and some cotton wool, and evaded, "Let's sew a nest for it first." ”

When the little raccoon slave was full, he was about to move, and Xia Wanrou was afraid that it would run away, so she closed the doors and windows tightly, and was afraid that it would get dirty in the corner, so she put it on the bed, and she and Qingya sat on the edge of the bed doing needlework, and the little raccoon slave stopped her as soon as she ran out.

This little thing doesn't recognize life, and runs from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and then from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, and plays happily by itself. In the end, I was tired of running, curled up beside Xia Wanro, and my little head was pillowed on Xia Wanrou's legs, and I slept obediently, making a slight snoring sound.

Xia Wanrou saw that her heart was as soft as a bowl of water, and she gritted her teeth and said to Qing Ya: "You are right, eating eight dollars of silver a day is not expensive at all, raise!" ”

Qingya smiled. Since she saw the girl, the girl has always looked steady and gentle, not like a little lady, but like she has gone through the world, and now she has a little raccoon slave, she finally saw a trace of childishness from the girl.

She proposed, "Since the girl has decided to raise it, it is better to give it a name, and it is not good for the little civet slave to call it around." ”

"You reminded me." Xia Wanrou nodded solemnly, she thought for a while, and said, "It's so small, let's call it a little bit." "Originally, I wanted to be called Jiaojiao, but I was worried that the name of a certain boudoir daughter in Lin'an City would be taboo when I walked around in the future, so I changed Jiaojiao to Jiaojiao.

"Excellent." Qing Ya smiled and compared a small flower dress she had just made to her body, "You will be the girl's sister in the future, but you have to listen to the girl." ”

After making a nest, the master and servant thought about it, and finally decided to place the nest in Xia Wanrou's boudoir. Picking up the sleeping Mi Mi and putting it in the nest, Xia Wanrou instructed Qing Ya to prepare excrement utensils for Mi Mi. Qingya had taken care of the pugs in the eldest princess's mansion, so she knew very well what she needed to prepare for a small pet.

After Qingya went out, Xia Wanrou found a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and began to sit in front of the dresser and write. After the eldest princess's reward came, the first thing she did was to take out a few of those silver buns and buy some of the four treasures of the study.

You don't have to bother grinding the ink, and the speed of writing is naturally faster. By the time Qingya came back after packing up her utensils, she had already finished writing a whole article. still uses a thin gold body, but this time it is no longer a filial piety song, but a fuwen.

She handed the text to Qing Ya and said, "You take this to the Egret Academy, find their Shen editor, and say that your son-in-law came to Ancheng to prepare for the exam, and whoever is known as Luosun Mountain, the silver was spent on confidantes, so I want to find a job in the academy to copy it." ”

Qingya looked at Xia Wanrou in surprise, a little puzzled...... This is different from what they said before!

Xia Wanrou glanced at the girl who was sleeping sweetly, sighed, and said: "There is a batch of unique books in the Egret Academy, which were ordered by the Holy Authority to divide half to the Dalin Academy in the north, as for how to divide the half, this matter is the responsibility of Shen Bianxiu. ”

Shen Bianxiu was naturally unwilling to give half of the rare books that had been collected by generations to Dalin Academy, but he couldn't resist the decree, so he planned to find someone to copy that half of the content and leave it in the academy. After looking for several people in a row, he couldn't satisfy him, so he missed Gu Fuma, who wrote so thinly and goldenly.

This matter was mentioned to Xia Yinan when he returned to her before. Xia Yinan said to Xia Li at that time that it would be good if he could lose his golden body, and he would be famous and profitable, and the Xia family might be able to take advantage of this shareholder wind to stand up again.

Xia Wanrou only wanted to gain profits, not to be famous, so she asked Qingya to tell Shen Bianxiu that she was a son who liked to sleep in flowers and willows. Shen Bianxiu is a decent person, if he knew that she was such a person, he would be eager to clear the money and money, and it would be impossible to find out her details.

It is better to make money by transcribing a lone book to the academy than by selling words to a private bookstore. Xia Wanrou was worried that her reputation would be affected after being dismantled, so she refused to take risks, but now that she is going to raise a child, that worry is nothing.