Zhao Yan'er was slightly flustered, how did this guy know that although the lyrics and songs were only out of one section, they were very popular, how did she know that this scholar just didn't like festive lyrics and songs, but he liked this sad thing to the bones, and now many benefactors are urging him to sing, but it's just such a small section, and he can't arrange music, among those who are interested, there are many benefactors who are Qin Huailou's stammer, not just that people spend a lot of money, but many aspects need to be taken care of.

After thinking about it, I had to come to ask Ye Chunqiu to finish the opera, so that there would be a beginning and an end, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to the benefactors.

But the problem is that Ye Chunqiu revealed the answer, as if he had expected this ending a long time ago, since she met this teenager, she has been passive everywhere, and now that she thinks about it carefully, this little case is not deliberately written only one paragraph, for now.

Zhao Yan'er couldn't help but shudder when she thought of this, this person is a monster, is his mind so deep?

But when she raised her eyes and saw Ye Chunqiu's face, she was a little in a trance, because this was a childish face, with a pure smile on her face, gestures, and politeness, those eyes were crystal clear, and she began to wonder if she was wrong.

Ye Chunqiu took a sip of tea, sighed and said: "It takes a lot of effort to fill in this word, and the students are not unwilling to help, but it will always take some time to complete." Ye Chunqiu didn't want to deal with her too much, and there was no need to hide his intentions to deal with this kind of philistine businessman: "It's not difficult to help, but there are always some conditions, the so-called gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way, three hundred taels of pen fees, how about it?" ”

Three hundred taels, it's better to grab it.

Zhao Yan'er was angry again, but seeing Ye Chunqiu say these words calmly, her face was as calm as water, as if she expected that she would agree to his conditions.

Three hundred taels of silver, of course, is a huge amount of money.

But the problem is that Zhao Yan'er's business is to put it bluntly, it is to serve people, and ordinary benefactors are very easy to dismiss, only this is the only one, if you want to listen, you can listen, if you don't want to, you can't be blind; But some people can't afford to offend Zhao Yan'er, and people may just take advantage of the excitement to ask, maybe this question will soon be forgotten; It's just a little thing about this kind of person, and it may be a big thing to Zhao Yan'er here, whether they have forgotten it or not, but they have to use all methods to satisfy them, not because of anything else, just because there is a kind of person in this world who can decide to walk between gray Zhao Yan'er's life and death.

What is the lower ninth-rate, this is by no means just a classification, although Zhao Yan'er has more money and can meet more 'nobles', but after all, she still belongs to the lower ninth-rate, which means that she will always be just a vine on the towering tree, looking up to people.

Zhao Yan'er was very unwilling, but she just gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

Ye Chunqiu's face was calm, and he said, "If Miss Yan'er refuses, then please go back." ”

Zhao Yan'er wanted to scold this damn Xiucai severely, but after all, she still held back and took a hard breath: "How about a hundred taels?" ”

It's a woman's nature to bargain.

But Ye Chunqiu only smiled faintly: "One hundred taels of Miss Yan'er can find someone else to continue the work, the student is very busy, so I will not accompany her." ”

"Good, good." Zhao Yan'er finally compromised, but her tone was unwilling, and she couldn't help glaring at Ye Chunqiu.

There will be no less piece of meat after glaring, so Ye Chunqiu didn't care, he just smiled, these three hundred taels of silver, he didn't plan to make up for the shortcomings of Tongjitang, Tongjitang's business was already on track, it was only a matter of time before he made money, and it was not difficult to repay the debt when the time came.

The money was of greater use to him.

Ye Chunqiu didn't want to deal with Zhao Yanran too much, so he stood up: "Send the silver tomorrow, and in a month, I will deliver it to you, Miss Yan'er, please go back." ”

By the 10th day of August, the weather was a little hotter, and it rained for several days, and the air was a little humid.

Ye Chunqiu planned to go home, he stayed here for too long, and his father also urged him to rush back early during the Mid-Autumn Festival in his letter.

Originally, he was going to leave two days ago, but the autumn rain was dripping, with the lingering spring rain, which always lingered, Ye Chunqiu had to wait for two days, but now, there was still no sign of stopping the rain, Ye Chunqiu was afraid that he would miss the festival, so he was still determined to leave.

When Sun Qi heard that Ye Chunqiu was leaving, he made a special trip to find a black caravan and asked someone to find a few reliable people to accompany him. As for those apprentices, Ye Chunqiu also instructed Sun Qi to take good care of them, Qingxia and Manyu were the hope of the medical hall.

When Sun Xin heard that his cousin was leaving, he was naturally reluctant, so Ye Chunqiu had to spend a lot of money and buy him a wooden horse to rest.

Early in the morning, Ye Chunqiu had already arrived at the hospital with an oil umbrella, and after roughly explaining some things, he carried his own baggage, tied a short sword around his waist and went out, the caravan outside had been waiting for a long time, and several people in the same company also returned to their hometowns for the festival, all of them spoke with a Fenghua accent, the villagers of this era are more cordial than those of later generations, after all, there are not many people who can go far away, and it is rare to hear the hometown voice outside.

Ye Chunqiu put away the oil umbrella, and when he got into the caravan, he saw that many heads poked out at the entrance of the medical hall, Qingxia and Manyu were particularly eye-catching, Ye Chunqiu looked at their eyes, and immediately smiled at them and got into the car.

The road is muddy, very difficult to walk, a person from Fenghua Hedong on the road is always complaining about the weather, Ye Chunqiu is quite indifferent, everyone knows that he is a scholar, and he has a reputation, so they take more care of him, they only know that Ye Chunqiu is silent, but his attitude is very good, although he is a teenager, he rarely does anything to attract attention or make people unpleasant.

It was supposed to be a two-day road, but it was three days of walking, and the Ye family finally appeared in front of him, Ye Chunqiu went to the porch, carrying a burden and an oil umbrella under his armpit, looking very embarrassed, and wanted to invite the coachman to come in and sit idly, but the coachman smiled: "Wenquxing is going to celebrate the festival, and the little old man is going back to celebrate the festival, and the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it can't be delayed." ”

Menzi saw Ye Chunqiu come back at this time, and saw that the second young master was wearing a scarf on his head and a short sword around his waist, although he was very embarrassed, but in his eyes, he was like a god, and took the oil umbrella handed by Ye Chunqiu, and wanted to say something, but Ye Chunqiu ordered: "Go and find a piece of scarf and some scallion pancakes, and give this coachman uncle to eat on the road." ”

The coachman didn't even say it was necessary, and drove away.

Ye Chunqiu saw that Menzi's face was a little weird, and he couldn't help but say, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

Menzi hurriedly shook his head: "No, it's okay, it's just that the eldest master is sick." ”