In less than two quarters of an hour, Qingwen came to Mu Nanfeng with a plate.

"Mu Gongzi, let's stop eating some food first, right?" She placed the plate on the small table.

"This is ......" Mu Nanfeng glanced at the buns on the plate and said happily, "This is your favorite tofu skin bun?" ”

"You...... Do you even know this? Qingwen was stunned.

"Baoyu often tells me about you, you like to eat tofu skin buns the most, you like to drink Biluo spring tea the most, you work most on needlework, you can do anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you can learn everything very quickly."

Mu Nanfeng gushed endlessly, and Qingwen scolded: "This broken mouth." ”

"Don't blame him, actually...... It's me ......" Mu Nanfeng scratched his head a little embarrassed.

It was he who deliberately quoted Baoyu to say, how can Baoyu, who is rectum, understand the twists and turns in other people's stomachs? As soon as he was teased, he opened his mouth and grinned.

Maybe he wants people to ask, so that he can count the ability of his sisters and sisters for others, right?

Qingwen blushed, picked up a bun and handed it to Mu Nanfeng.

"This tofu skin bun was supposed to be stuffed with meat, but now that it is in the temple, it is not good to eat fishy food anymore. I used spinach and chopped vermicelli to make the filling, can the son taste it? ”

Mu Nanfeng took a big bite, and before he could chew, he said continuously: "It's delicious, it's delicious!" ”

Qingwen snorted and laughed.

"Childe, whether it's really delicious or fake delicious, Qingwen's mind has arrived. I'm here to find Childe, not only to deliver buns, but also to talk to you about business.

Nowadays, many guests like Childe's calligraphy and paintings, so why don't you write more in the future, I will take them out and make scrolls or frame them, and hang them in the tea room.

Not only can it add some elegance to the tea room, but if some guests like it and buy it with money, wouldn't it earn some daily expenses for the son?

A calligraphy and painting can be sold for two or three hundred dollars, and it can be sold for two or three taels of silver when framed. This is not a raspy for the guests to eat, but a serious sale of calligraphy and paintings. How about we add two to five of the money we earn, and half of one person? ”

"Miss Qing, you saw that Nanfeng was so poor that he had no money to eat, so he specially sent me money, right? Nanfeng is still self-aware, and my calligraphy and paintings are not worth that money. Mu Nanfeng smiled and shook his head.

"Why should Childe be arrogant? In my opinion, Childe has great ambitions and talents, and he will definitely make great achievements in the future. At that time, how lucky will the people who bought your calligraphy and paintings today be that they once spent so much money to buy Gongzi's calligraphy and paintings?

And the son will also need money to become an official in the future, so why not save some for himself if he has the opportunity? If you don't want to collect money, you can come to Zizhuxuan every day to write a picture for me, how about I provide you with three meals a day? ”

"The girl's intention is not to ask me to sell calligraphy and paintings, but to give me a reason to eat and drink for nothing in Zizhuxuan, right?"

Mu Nanfeng's eyes were as bright as stars, "Okay, since the girl is gracious, Nanfeng will come to Zizhuxuan every day to eat in the future." I also hope that the girl will not treat Nanfeng as an outsider, but if there is any help I can help, I must say that I know. ”

While the two were talking, a little monk of five or six years old ran backwards with two small short legs.

The little monk ran up to them, glanced at the buns on the plate with big black eyes, bowed like a decent Buddha, and asked, "Dare to ask the donor if he sells steamed buns?" The master said that there are buns to sell here, give the little monk two pennies, and let the little monk buy one to satisfy his hunger. ”

"It's so cute!"

Qingwen touched his little bald head, pushed his two pennies back, took a bun and stuffed it into his hand, "Sister will give you food, keep the money and wait for my sister to come and buy it when she is not here." ”

"Thank you, donor." The little monk grinned and thanked him, then ran away with a puff of smoke.

"The monks in the temple have also come to Zizhuxuan recently to buy food."

Mu Nanfeng smiled, "Monk Ran is afraid that he will be happy." As soon as your vegetarian restaurant opened, the temple served a lot of fasting food. Not only did the borrowed pilgrims not go to the stove room to eat, but even the monks secretly came over. ”

……

When Qingwen and Xiaohong returned to Tubi Villa, Mama Zheng was walking around the courtyard.

As soon as he saw them returning, he immediately stepped forward and knelt on the ground: "Girl, the old slave begs the girl to punish her." ”

"What does this mean? What happened? Get up and speak. Qingwen hurried to help her.

Mama Zheng knelt down and kowtowed: "Girl, the bead grass is gone, I lost it." ”

"Huh?" Qingwen couldn't help Mama Zheng anymore, and hurriedly ran to the place where the flower pots of the pearl grass were placed during the day.

Sure enough, it was empty, and there was nothing left.

"Who did that?" Qingwen clenched her fists and said angrily, "When Mama was at home, who came?" ”

"It's the grandma and Mrs. Li who were watching the house in Tubi Villa, and today they came to talk to me, saying that they asked me to help them beg for a girl, and they wanted to go back to our Tubi Villa. I sent them away, and when I came out again, the beads were gone. ”

Mama Zheng said anxiously, beads of sweat dripping from her forehead.

"Mama, don't worry, I'll find a way to give me the two of you's handkerchiefs."

Qingwen took the handkerchief from Mama Zheng and Xiaohong's hands, turned around and went into the room to lean on the couch.

It didn't take long for her to fall into a dream, in which she, Mama Zheng, and Xiaohong were collecting dewdrops.

The night was dark, and the two mothers-in-law quietly followed them.

"What are they doing here at night?"

"Follow and see, if they do anything bad, let's report it to Grandma Lian and cure her guilt. Let the two of us pour the night incense? They can't be ruined in vain. ”

"I'm here to collect dew, what are you going to do with it?"

"I heard that some young ladies like to make tea with dew, isn't it that Qingwen also wants to make tea?"

"Phew! Something from a maid's background, she also wants to die as a young lady? The old lady was really blinded by lard, and she was blinded by, and she even recognized her as her granddaughter, and looked at this little prostitute who was rampant! ”

The two mothers-in-law followed them back to Tubi Villa, but they didn't see anything, so they had to retreat first.

The dream changed, and the two little girls came to the door of Tubi Villa and quietly peeked in.

The open door was not covered, and Xiaohong was watering the beaded grass with dew.

"They actually water the flowers with dew, what kind of precious thing is that?"

"It's really precious if you can't prepare it, you see that flower is so bewitching."

"Let's go and tell our mother that this thing might be worth a lot?"

The two little girls hurriedly ran away, and Qingwen also woke up from her dream.

"Is it still a gang? The old and the small ones are all in battle, and they cooperate quite seamlessly. It's just that I don't know if the two mothers-in-law who came to Mama Zheng were involved? ”

Qingwen silently pondered, this matter had to be investigated again.

To eradicate evil, we must not let go of any bad person.