Xianjin shrank his neck, lowered his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm.
Student Qi Qiqi followed Xianjin's gaze and looked at the tall and calm-faced young man outside the door.
Jiang Elbow kicked Zhou Ergou and whispered, "Who is this?" He was very gossipy, just like a dog meeting a cat, a cat meeting a mouse, and a mouse meeting oil. He kicked Zhou Ergou again and whispered in his ear, "I heard that our shopkeeper He has no engagement! Now he is in mourning, and I haven't heard that he is looking for someone..."
Jiang Elbow waited for a long time, but did not receive a passionate reply. He stared at the gentle and handsome young man outside the door and moved his feet again, "Brother Gou, Brother Gou, say something——"
Tuesday Dog gnashed his teeth, "If you kick me again, you won't get any points tomorrow!"
Oh shit!
Now he only has one leg intact!
This guy can still kick with a good leg!
Do you want to kick him to pieces and take over as the chief yourself?
Jiang Elbow imitated Xianjin's behavior, shrinking his neck and looking like a well-behaved quail.
Before Zhou Ergou could exchange what he had, Xianjin spoke in a slightly frustrated tone, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"
Chen Jianfang raised the cloth bag in his hand and said, "There is a retired minister in the upper reaches of Longchuan Creek. I came here to ask him for advice on writing. The old man is well-read and in high spirits. I am a little late for this. I happened to see the lights on in the Jixi workshop, so I came here to take a look."
Looking at Xianjin again, he was in shorts, sweating profusely even though it was late autumn. He looked down and saw the pool full of paper pulp and several four-foot bamboo curtains. He suddenly remembered the bet with Manager Zhao and said with a smile, "So it's true - Grandmother said that you made a bet with Manager Zhao. If you can fish out four feet of rice paper, the mulberry paper workshop will follow your lead..."
Xianjin nodded and wiped his hands with a dry rag.
Chen Jianfang took out a silk scarf from his bosom and said, "The rag pricks my hands, use this instead."
The braised pork elbow excitedly hit Tuesday Dog's ribs wildly.
The ribs were fine, but the kidneys below the ribs were innocently affected.
As a man, Tuesday Dog wanted to drown this dead elbow in the pulp trough immediately.
Xianjin took the silk scarf, which was quite soft, like wiping his hands on a kitten, but he felt even more anxious. "It's not that I have to follow the orders of the master, but as a girl working among men, and new here, I have to show my skills to keep things in order."
Jiang Elbow thought of Aunt Zhong, who would sloppily tie her hair into a thick bun every day and run heroically at the front of the training team. He couldn't help but nod his head vigorously, like a silly chicken pecking at rice.
Chen Jianfang's eyes were attracted by the moving silly chicken. "Is it a newcomer in the training camp?"
Jiang Elbow bowed and said loudly, "My name is Qi Qiqi, from Qingshui Town. My father used to work for the Chen family. When my grandfather passed away, my father returned to his hometown to make a coffin and repair his grave!"
Chen Jianfang also bowed and said with a mild temper, "I am Chen Jianfang, the second son of the Chen family's eldest son."
"You are Chen Erlang!" Jiang Elbow seemed to be struck by something, his facial features wrinkled by the light of a scholar, he rubbed his hands fiercely on the hem of his clothes a few times, bowed respectfully, and spoke in a strange way, "I have heard of you for a long time!"
Tuesday Dog silently rolled his eyes and muttered, "You sound like you know everything..."
It's obvious that her cultural level is on par with his.
Jiang Elbow clapped his hands, his facial features came alive, and he said loudly, "That's wrong! Students in our town, before the big and small exams, do you know what you should do?"
"What?" The innocent and happy muscular man Zhou Ergou was finally aroused.
"Pray to the gods!" Jiang Elbow slapped his thigh with a "pa" sound, "First, pray to Confucius, then to the headmaster Qiao of Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard, and finally to our Xuancheng Prefecture's unique specialties, Chen Jia Erlang and Qiao Jia Dalang! One passed the imperial examination at the age of 18, and the other passed the imperial examination at the age of 13. The God of Study will blow some magical air on them to ensure that they will pass the minor exams with a small amount of effort, pass the major exams with a high amount of effort, and even pass them without taking any exams!"
Xianjin lowered his head to stir the paper pulp and finally smiled.
This funny guy really knows how to handle things.
It depends on whether he is hard-mouthed or Aunt Zhong is hard-hearted.
When Chen Jianfang heard the familiar name, he subconsciously glanced at Xianjin. Seeing that Xianjin looked calm, he heaved a sigh of relief and bowed to let him go. "Thank you for the compliment! Xuancheng Prefecture is full of hidden talents. How dare I compare myself with Confucius, Mencius, and Master Qiao?"
Fearing that this lively Qiqiqi would say something flattering that would embarrass him, Chen Jianfang quickly moved his eyes to the pulp trough, and seeing that there were no overlapping wet piles beside the trough, he lowered his eyes and said softly, "You haven't got any yet?"
Xianjin nodded sullenly.
Old man Li said that making paper requires both skills and character. Before, when she was very calm, she worked with Old Man Li and had a relaxed attitude of "if she can make it, she will make it, and if she can't, no one will deduct her performance", so she made a few good four-foot rice paper. Now, on the one hand, she is wary of the rush of time, and on the other hand, she has to bear the pressure of Chen's three stores and a lot of people watching from the sidelines to see if she can make it...
To be honest, before reincarnation, Xianjin was just a sickly little girl studying in an ivory tower.
The greatest achievement I had in my previous life was that with the financial support of my nouveau riche father and the emotional support of my weak mother, I lived for more than 20 years with severe congenital heart disease.
In Jing County, she was more of a hobby.
She has brains and perspectives that are a thousand years ahead of her time. She has glimpsed the experiences and secrets of her predecessors in books that have never been kept private. She relies on brute force to do it - even if she fails, the small treasury of her stepfather Chen Laosan should be able to help fill the deficit. At worst, the two big gold bracelets left for her by her mother, whom she has never met, are also hard currency.
It was exile in the first place, and no one expected her and Chen Fu to succeed.
The emperor is far away and the sky is high. She can do whatever she wants.
now...
Xianjin pursed her lips slightly. If she failed now, there would be no way out.
Unlike Jing County, under the watchful eyes of the public, people with good intentions, bad intentions, and those who were looking to laugh at her were looking at her with naked, passionate, and urging eyes, to see whether she could smoothly take over the management of the three shops of the Chen family after she had deliberately obtained them, and whether she could... suppress the different voices.
She didn't get a second chance.
Once Zhao Dezheng is convinced and surrenders, even Old Madam Qu will have to weigh the chips in her hand if she wants to make a move on her.
In such a situation, it was difficult for her to keep calm.
Eight more days.
Only eight days.
At this moment, Li Sanshun was sent to Jingxian to help Chen Fu solve the problem of a batch of rice paper becoming damp during storage. Master Gao could have been asked to go, but Madam Qu said that Master Gao was not a contracted employee of the Chen family, so she personally assigned Li Sanshun to go.
Madam Qu might also want to see how good her head-on fighting skills would be if Li Sanshun was not around.
Xianjin nodded slightly, and within a few moments, he suppressed all his timidity and uneasiness, and looked no different from usual. "Yes, I haven't made any yet."
But the little girl smiled gently, "But I believe that God Cai Lun will stand on the side of believers after all."
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