Xiao Xixi's eyes swept lazily towards the man, and said, "But I, Xiao Xiaoyu, am not afraid." ”

Hearing her report to her home, the shopkeeper's body couldn't help but shrink.

Xiao Xiaoyu, the second lady of the Xiao family, this is a master who can't be messed with, why did she run to their teahouse?

Helpless, the shopkeeper could only coax with good words, and his attitude was respectful.

"The girl wants to see the manuscript, so take it."

Xiao Xixi smiled with satisfaction, held the whip in his hand, and motioned for Xiao Er to bring pen and ink and let the girl in blue write.

The girl in blue quickly wrote down a few words, and Xiao Er also brought the manuscript.

Xiao Xixi looked at it, it was two manuscripts, and when I opened it, I saw that the ink was very new, and it was obvious that there were traces of transcription.

"This is the original?" Xiao Xi raised his eyebrows.

The shopkeeper said, "Exactly." ”

The girl in blue said angrily: "You lie, you found someone to copy these two copies according to the story I wrote!" ”

Xiao Xixi pointed to the storyteller and asked the girl in blue, "Did you write this story now?" ”

The girl in blue nodded and said: "This story is the latest, I only finished writing it three days ago and handed it to the teahouse, and I was supposed to pay for it today, but they turned their faces and didn't recognize anyone." ”

I see.

Xiao Xixi looked at the shopkeeper: "Where is the manuscript of the story on the stage?" ”

The shopkeeper's face became ugly, the time was too short, and he had not had time to transcribe it.

originally thought that as long as he bit to death and didn't admit it, he couldn't help it, but he forgot that the story on the stage was also written by this little girl.

The shopkeeper was puzzled: "The story is still being told, and the manuscript is in the storyteller's place, I'm afraid it's not appropriate......"

Before the words were finished, Xiao Xixi had already taken the whip and walked towards the storyteller menacingly.

The storyteller who was telling a story with a folding fan didn't react at all, and the book in his hand was taken away by Xiao Xixi.

The sound of storytelling stopped, and the tea guests listening to the book were in an uproar, dissatisfied with why someone came to make trouble, and some even shouted for Xiao Xixi to be kicked out.

Xiao Xixi was so noisy that his head hurt, so he simply raised his whip and slammed it towards no one.

The whip landed with a loud thud, and the hall fell silent.

Xiao Xixi took the book and compared it with the words written by the girl in blue just now, and the result was obvious that it was from the same person.

"Shopkeeper, isn't it okay to repay the debt?" Xiao Xixi asked in a cold voice.

The shopkeeper still didn't come out of the whip, and immediately came back to his senses and said: "Yes, yes, I don't have a good memory when I'm old, this girl does write stories, so I'll let people give her money." ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly motioned for Xiao Er to go to the counter to get the money.

He shouldn't have been left to chance, thinking he could save this money!

Xiao Xixi was quite satisfied, and stood there still, waiting for someone to send the money.

Xiao Er took two taels of silver and handed it to the shopkeeper, and before Xiao Xixi could speak, the shopkeeper reprimanded: "How can two taels of silver be enough?" Go get another five taels! ”

Xiao Er felt aggrieved, and the shopkeeper didn't tell him how much to get at the counter.

He had no choice but to turn around and go back, and the silver was handed over to the treasurer.

The shopkeeper held seven taels of silver in both hands and handed it to Xiao Xixi.

Xiao Xixi didn't answer, but turned her head to look at the girl in blue and asked, "Is it enough?" ”

The girl in blue nodded slightly, this is more than what the shopkeeper said before.

Xiao Xixi motioned for her to take it.

When the girl in blue got the silver, Xiao Xixi handed the whip back to Ji Yue, and left the teahouse with a swagger, without the consciousness of disturbing the order of the teahouse.

Ji Yue put away the whip, and there was a bit of unfinished loss in her eyes.

Why didn't the young lady smash the shop?

Out of the teahouse, Xiao Xixi asked the girl in blue: "Can you write such a story again?" ”

"Thank you girl for helping me get the money back," the girl in blue said with gratitude in her eyes, holding the silver in her hand, "My mother is not in good health, and I wrote the story to see my mother before." I can no longer make money by writing stories, so I can only find other jobs. ”

Xiao Xixi didn't look like she was acting, so she said, "Can I go with you to see your mother?" ”

The girl in blue was stunned.

Xiao Xixi explained: "I also plan to open a teahouse, if the story you write is good, I am willing to buy your story." But I'm not going to hurt you like some shady shopkeepers, and I'm going to give you a portion of the advance payment every time you put pen to paper. ”

The girl in blue looked at Xiao Xixi's eyes like she was looking at a benefactor, and she couldn't wait to kneel down and kowtow to her, her eyes were full of tears and said, "My home is nearby, thank you girl, girl, please-"

Xiao Xixi was also worried that her actions in the teahouse just now would leave a bad impression on the girl in blue, but seeing that the girl in blue was concentrating on leading the way in front, and turned around from time to time to respectfully say a word of invitation, she dispelled this idea.

The last one in the second alley after passing the teahouse is the house of the girl in blue.

The dilapidated wooden gate slowly opened with a creaking sound, and a middle-aged woman sat under the apricot tree in the courtyard who was immersed in laundry, raising her hand from time to time to wipe the sweat beads on her head.

Seeing this, the girl in blue hurriedly rushed over and said angrily: "Mother, how can you wash people's clothes? ”

The woman raised a sickly face and smiled at the girl in blue, "Just wash your clothes, don't get in the way." ”

"When will you be in good health like this?" The girl in blue had a crying voice.

"Lan'er, my mother is fine, my mother is in good health." The woman comforted, noticing that Xiao cherished the master and servant, and the woman hesitated, "Are these two your friends?" ”

Zhang Lan then remembered that she had brought the guests back, and she looked back at Xiao Xixi with a slight apology.

The woman got up and prepared to go to the kitchen to pour water for Xiao Xixi.

Xiao Xixi didn't care, stopped the woman, and asked with a smile, "Are there only the two of you here?" ”

Zhang Lan sighed: "My father died of illness a few years ago, and only me and my mother are the only ones in the family. ”

"Your dad is a scholar?"

Zhang Lan was stunned: "How does the girl know?" ”

"Look at your literacy, I guess."

Xiao Xixi looked at the environment in the courtyard, although the courtyard is not big, but it is clean, but it is really difficult for two women to survive in such an environment.

Zhang Lan knows how to write stories to make money, which is already a good method.

Xiao Xixi took out five taels of silver and handed it to Zhang Lan, Zhang Lan was startled, as if what she had in her hand was not white silver, but a hot potato, and wanted to stuff it back.

"Girl, what is this?" Zhang Lan frowned and asked.

"As I said, I'll give you a portion of the money before you start writing, and I'll pay the rest when you write the whole story. As for the pen and ink money, it will be paid to you when you finish writing. ”

Zhang Lan's brows did not stretch, and she pinched the silver and had a complicated mood: "I'm afraid I won't be able to meet the girl's requirements." ”

"Even if you write it, the story of the teahouse is very good."

Zhang Lan said: "Okay, I'll start writing today." ”

Xiao Xixi nodded, didn't stay any longer, left the address of the Xiao Mansion to Zhang Lan, and left the courtyard.