Chapter Seventy-Eight: Why Don't You Rob It

Although He Zhichun knew that it was normal for their family to be rich and it was difficult for them to accept it for a while, they still couldn't help but feel a little sad in their hearts.

He Yu's eccentric eye problem, when she was biased towards her, she only thought that Daddy was good; But now that he doesn't take He Zhili in his eyes, she feels that Daddy is really too much.

Just because He Zhili didn't like to study when he was a child, and he was out all day long, and he kept prodiging him, He Yu always looked down on him.

"Daddy, the second brother has the ability! The street you often walk is about to become our He family, and it is all the credit of the second brother! ”

Although she is a little bragging, He Zhili has indeed added a lot of property to the family, and those house deeds are full of a big box, and when the colored porcelain comes out, she doesn't dare to think about that scene.

Although her Zhiweiji makes money, but porcelain is expensive, and how many dishes she has to sell to earn it back when she sells a set of tea bowls.

He Yu was dumbfounded, unable to say a word, and after a long while, he shouted: "Ah Qiao, Ah Qiao, quickly pour a bowl of water pressure for Daddy!" ”

He Zhichun rolled his eyes quietly, now you are making a fuss, and you will not be scared in the future.

She muttered in her heart, but still poured a big bowl of water for He Yu, and He Yu drank it with a grunt.

"That bamboo painting is so profitable? How much do you sell a pair? It's not going to be worth a hundred, is it? ”

He Yu relieved himself and opened his mouth to ask.

He Zhili smiled at Ah Qiao, blinked his eyes, and stretched out three fingers!

Grandpa He suddenly stammered when he saw it, "Three...... Three hundred? ”

He has been a carpenter all his life, and he has always earned a few pennies, and he knows that this bamboo painting is exquisite and can be sold at a high price, but he never thought that there would be so much!

He Zhili shook his head, "Three thousand." ”

"What! Why don't you grab it! ”

He Yu said, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a chirp, and then he regretted, "Three thousand guan!" No wonder last time Cui Yuanjun was born, a certain casually took a pair of gifts to him as a birthday gift, and he was so happy to take out all the good wine that he had hidden for many years and drink it! This is a big loss! ”

It's not just three thousand runs, and the current bamboo painting has been continuously revised by the brother and sister, and it is completely different from the one that Zhiqiu brought to Chang'an at the beginning.

Bamboo silk is fine and dense, the top is used in Yuezhou's unique embroidery skills, which combines seventy-two embroidery methods such as mane needle cutting velvet embroidery double-sided embroidery, especially the embroidered tiger, that even the hair is clearly visible, three thousand times this is still the price of ordinary embroidery Niangzi, if you let Min Niangzi shoot, it is even more sky-high.

And the bamboo that is made of the painting is all secretly made, which exudes the fragrance of bamboo to the extreme, what an elegant word.

At first, He Zhili licked his face everywhere looking for people to buy bamboo paintings, but now after Dacheng, he began to use scarce things as expensive.

He Zhichun looked at her second brother's ability to do business, and she also knelt down, not to mention these people who don't know the price of firewood and rice.

After He Yu was annoyed, he held his waist and laughed again, but Grandpa He didn't say a word and continued to split the bamboo.

There were too many happy events this night, and everyone was very happy, even Grandma He thought that He Meiniang's dowry had been settled, and she generously brought up the chrysanthemum cake she left for Chongyang to eat.

I was happy until the middle of the moon, and then the family dispersed.

He Zhichun trotted all the way, caught up with He Zhiyi, jumped up and patted him on the shoulder, "Third brother, wait for me." ”

He Zhiyi turned around, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then asked with a smile, "What's the matter with Ah Qiao?" Let's go sit with the third brother for a while. ”

The brother and sister walked all the way to the front yard, and He Zhichun was muttering, He Zhiyi just nodded, rarely speaking.

"Third brother, when you go to Chang'an, let's carefully look for some people, it's best to have two upbringing, one is strict, let her take care of Zhile, and the other understands pharmacology, let her take care of me. Then buy some people who understand the rules of everyone, after all, we are going to Chang'an to find Zhiqiu in the future, so it's better to learn earlier. ”

He Zhiyi suddenly stopped when he heard this, and He Zhichun behind him suddenly hit his back, his nose was red, He Zhiyi stretched out his hand, touched He Zhichun's nose, scooped out a handkerchief, wiped her tears, and asked in a low voice: "Does Ah Qiao want to go to Chang'an?" No matter how good Chang'an is, where there is Yuezhou, Yuezhou is my hometown. ”

He Zhichun was stunned, she thought that He Zhiyi had great ambitions and should want to go to Chang'an to serve the imperial court, how could she think so?

"Zhiqiu is still waiting for us in Chang'an. And the third brother, I will tell you quietly, my ancestor pinched his fingers, and in a few years, Daddy will be promoted and go to Chang'an! Haha, you don't have to tell anyone else, otherwise the master won't be able to spare me. ”

As soon as her words fell, he was pulled into his arms by He Zhiyi, his head resting on the top of her head, like patting a baby, slowly patting her back, "You should be stern, run around all day." Daddy can still protect you in Yuezhou, but you can't go to Chang'an like this in the future. ”

He Zhichun smiled dumbly, only when He Zhiyi was about to leave home, he was timid, after all, he was just a fifteen-year-old boy who had not yet left Yuezhou.

Although Chang'an is good, there are more dignitaries than dogs, and there will always be a very difficult time for children like them to go, especially when He Zhiyi is going to the country where the children of the family gather.

"Well, Ah Qiao knows. But third brother, your chin is so sharp, it's going to puncture the top of my head. ”

When He Zhiyi heard this, he pushed He Zhichun away speechlessly, and rubbed her head, "It's late at night, Ah Qiao, you go back first and think about what the third brother has to do, and write a charter for so-and-so." Go to bed early. ”

He Zhichun nodded, knowing that he was too anxious, yawned, and said, "Then I'll go first." The third brother doesn't need to send it, just two feet on the ground. ”

She trotted back to her yard with a puff of smoke.

As soon as he pushed open the courtyard door, he was dumbfounded.

I saw Cui Jiu in the yard, holding his arms, jumping around like a rabbit, and there were words in his mouth: "Stinky Aqiao, pampered and proud!" A little lady who didn't come back so late......"

He Zhichun coughed, "Cui Jiu, why are you here?" ”

Cui Jiu's body stiffened, and he turned back casually, "Great-ancestor asked someone to send you a roast chicken." You haven't come back, and the roast chicken is cold. ”

Believe in you to have a ghost! If the old Taoist priest gets roast chicken, and he doesn't eat all the bones and dregs by himself, he can still give her roast chicken. He would only say, Ah Qiao, the ancestor has drunk a little wine and hasn't paid the silver yet, you see......

He Zhichun stood on tiptoe and saw that there was really a roast chicken on the ground, wrapped tightly in lotus leaves, and when she smelled the smell, she got it, she still took it from her Zhiwei Ji!

He Zhichun rolled his eyes in his heart, opened the door and let Cui Jiu enter the house, and then went to the small kitchen to heat up the roast chicken, and after a while, the room was full of aroma.

When she came back, she saw Cui Jiu breathing at her hands, obviously waiting in the yard for a long time, it was too cold.

Cui Jiu looked at He Zhichun, who was full of fireworks, squirmed his lower lips, and finally said, "Ah Qiao, I'm going back to Chang'an." ”