Strange goods can live, the high price can get, "The Four Disciplines of Lifan" is a kind of virtue and life, self-cultivation and governance of the world.

Once it is on the market, it will inevitably be popular all over the country and even sell well overseas.

Jia Chen is going to find a few more bookstores to ask for the price, and whoever gives the highest remuneration will cooperate with whom.

With a relaxed pace, Jia Chen returned home and found that there were two more cats in the yard, one black and the other snow-white.

Jia Chen looked at Qingwen, who was holding a kitchen knife, and asked in surprise:

"Qingwen, do you have two cats, or do you want to kill them?"

Qingwen raised two fox eyes, raised her index finger, pressed her lips against Sakura, made a silent gesture, and whispered mysteriously:

"Brother Chen, be quiet, I'm using a cat to catch a snake!"

Jia Chen's eyes widened, he was stunned for a moment, and asked:

"Where is the serpent? I'll catch it for you. ”

Qingwen waved her hand and whispered:

"Shhhh

Jia Chen was slightly stunned, and then remembered, isn't the basin the big wooden basin he uses to take a bath?

If there is a snake in the basin, why hasn't it been bitten?

Suddenly, Jia Chen realized something, scratched his head in embarrassment, and sneered:

"Don't worry, I've already caught the water snake and thrown it away, you don't have to look for it anymore."

"Oh! That's good, I worried about it all night. Qingwen threw the kitchen knife on the stove and muttered with an embarrassed face:

"However, in order to catch snakes, I bought two cats from the market, what about these two cats? Why don't I go to the market and sell it again? ”

Jia Chen smiled indifferently:

"No need, keep it, you can catch mice and cockroaches or something, in case there are really snakes running away from our house, there are these two cats in the town, you don't have to be afraid."

Qingwen clapped her hands and applauded, and named the two cats, calling the black cat Xiaohei, and the white cat Xiaobai.

Jia Chen knew that she wanted to keep two cats as companions, but in fact, it was because the house was too deserted, and there were only two people, herself and her.

In the past, when she was in Rongguo Mansion, she had a lot of maids as companions, but now that she has changed to a quiet environment, she will inevitably feel lonely and boring.

Jia Chen walked into the study, Qingwen hurriedly followed, and asked with a smile, "Brother Chen, what do you command?" ”

"You can help me wash my pen and ink, I want to write a book." Jia Chen smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and sat down at the table.

The spring breeze penetrated into the house through the half-hidden screen window, brushing the bangs on his forehead, adding a bit of uninhibited chic and agility to his already heroic face.

Qingwen was a little distracted, and only felt that her master was so handsome, even the most handsome Second Master Lian in the Rong Mansion was slightly inferior to Brother Chen.

Brother Chen is only nine years old, he is already so handsome, and when he becomes an adult in the future, how amazing will his appearance be?

I'm afraid that in the entire Shenjing City, it will be difficult to find a beautiful man who can be compared.

As his maid, I don't know how he will arrange it in the future?

If he is lucky enough to marry him as a concubine in three lives, it will be a great blessing.

Although Qingwen is only nine years old, she has been exposed to the big dye vat with complicated interpersonal relationships in Rongguo Mansion, and she already knows that the maid's best fate is to marry her master as a concubine.

As for the little maids in the house, the maids, including Qingwen, didn't treat them as human beings at all.

Some maids would rather be let out to marry than marry these little girls.

Because these little servants are all slaves, after marrying them, the children born are called domestic sons, and can only be slaves and maids for generations.

No one wants to be inferior, no one wants to be oppressed, and no one wants to be manipulated by others.

Throughout the ages, women have wanted to climb high branches, which is human nature.

For example, in the modern society, who among the female employees of the company does not want to marry the president? Who wants to marry a male employee who is also a wage earner?

If it sounds good, it's called a part-time job, but if it doesn't sound good, what's the difference between it and those little girls and maids in the Jia family?

It's just a different name.

Only marrying someone from the upper class is a shortcut for women to break the rigidity of class.

Although Qingwen doesn't know the word "class", she also knows that only by marrying Jia Chen can she fly on the branches and become a phoenix.

Jia Chen saw that Qingwen was stunned, and asked with a smile:

"Why are you in a daze? Is there something on your mind? ”

Qingwen has a straightforward temperament, and she doesn't hide it, and she says honestly:

"I heard Xiaohong say, 'Thousands of miles to build a long shed, there is no banquet that will not be dispersed', although I can stay with Brother Chen now, but I am worried that when Brother Chen gets married in the future, can he still keep me to serve?"

Although Qingwen didn't make her words completely clear, Jia Chen had already seen through her thoughts, and said with a warm smile:

"Don't worry, you are such a good girl, how can I bear to drive you away? As long as you behave well, I won't treat you badly. ”

Jia Chen didn't say anything, let alone tell Qingwen that he wanted to marry her as a concubine, lest she be pampered and arrogant, commit murder, and in turn control herself, and even do something that violates the rules.

Even when dealing with future concubines, Jia Chen is also very particular about the way of control, and he uses both grace and power, so as not to lose his prestige and make his family restless.

Listening to Jia Chen's promise, Qingwen suddenly smiled, and hurriedly began to wash the pen and ink.

Jia Chen dipped his pen in ink and waved his paper.

The pen walks the dragon, the straight painting is like a sword, the curved pen is like a vine, the point is like a dangerous peak falling stone, and the skimming is like an orchid leaf blowing in the wind.

The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, sprinkled with joy.

Although Qingwen is literate, she doesn't know many words, but she only feels that Jia Chen's words are not only majestic, but also chic and elegant, just like painting an ink painting, pleasing to the eye, such as tasting sweet liquor.

"The Four Disciplines of Liaofan" has a total of more than 11,600 words, and Jia Chen worked hard to write it, and it took two hours to write it all.

By the time he finished writing the last stroke, it was already close to noon.

Qingwen was so fascinated that she forgot to make lunch.

Jia Chen deliberately straightened his face and said in a deep voice:

"Qingwen, why don't you go cook yet? As a maid, but lazy and slippery, you say, should you be punished? ”

Qingwen's pretty face turned white, she shuddered, and hurriedly said:

"The slave knows that she is wrong, and the slave and the maid will go to cook!"

Before she could finish speaking, she turned and rushed into the kitchen.

Who knew that she was in a panic and in a hurry, and she tripped over the bucket, and as a result, she plunged into a pile of ash at the bottom of the pot next to the stove, and dyed her whole face black, which was quite funny and cute.

The corners of Jia Chen's lips raised slightly, he made a promise to Qingwen just now, it was grace, he taught her a lesson with a straight face, it was Shi Wei, to deal with Qingwen, a little girl with a hot temper and sharp teeth, she must be gracious and powerful, knock and beat her from time to time, so that she can recognize her position, otherwise, sooner or later, she will be pampered and arrogant, kick her nose and face, and put on the master's shelf as a maid.

After a while, a strong smell of meat wafted from the kitchen.

After less than half a cup of tea, Qingwen came over with a bowl of broth and said timidly:

"Brother Chen, I'm worried that you're hungry, and you didn't have time to prepare too many meals in a hurry, so you only stewed a pot of ham and bamboo shoot soup, you pad your stomach first, what else do you want to eat, tell me, I'll do it immediately."

Jia Chen took the bowl, scooped a spoonful of ham, and stuffed it into his mouth, a breath of extreme fresh fragrance spread between his lips and teeth.

"Well, it tastes good, for the sake of you making such a delicious meal, the punishment for you will be waived this time, but it will not be an example!"

Qingwen bowed her head cautiously and said, "The slave knows that she is wrong, and she will definitely cook on time in the future." ”

Jia Chen smiled: "The tofu skin buns you made are delicious, I haven't eaten enough, you can make another pot, and I'll come back to eat later." ”

After that, Jia Chen walked into the kitchen, personally filled the food box with a bowl full of ham and bamboo shoot soup, and then went out with the food box.

Looking at Jia Chen's distant back, Qingwen's originally panicked heart swelled with a warm current, it seems that Brother Chen still cares about himself very much, knowing that he loves tofu skin buns, he let himself steam again.

At the same time, Qingwen is also very curious, before Brother Chen eats every meal, he has to go out with a food box first, and he doesn't know who to deliver food to?