Chapter 31 Counting Money
Ji Zhisui turned over in bed and saw the piggy bank placed beside the bed. He felt itchy and couldn't sleep. He wanted to count the money again.
Finally, I couldn't help it, I got out of bed quietly and put on my coat.
But I saw someone standing in the yard. Judging from his figure, it was Pei Yian, who seemed to be copying something.
She was so excited about the money that she couldn't sleep at night. What about him? Why was he running out in the middle of the night?
When Ji Zhisui walked forward, Pei Yian also stopped what he was doing.
"Madam, why are you carrying a jar out so late?" He was a little puzzled. This seemed to be the pottery jar used to store money at home.
She was so cautious that people who didn't know her would think she was going to steal the money and run away!
"Of course, I'm here to count money." Count money before going to bed, and you will make more and more money in the future.
Ji Zhisui looked at the table. This guy is reading a book in the middle of the night?
No... the ink on one of the books is not dry yet, it looks like it was just written.
She also dug it out from her mind. This was a fictional dynasty, and there was no printing technology. All the books on the market were copied by hand, so he was... making money by copying books?
That’s right, who says they are really poor now!
But it’s late at night, and even if the moonlight is bright and clear, it won’t work without a light!
Copying books in the dark late at night is very harmful to the eyes. Although there is no such thing as myopia nowadays, Ji Zhisui knows that myopia is a very painful thing.
She had mild myopia before and had difficulty seeing objects in the distance.
He will become nearsighted sooner or later if he keeps copying books in the moonlight so late at night!
Seeing Pei Yian stretching out his hand, he wanted to pick up the pen with his right hand to continue copying the book.
Ji Zhisui also became anxious and pulled the man to the open space, "Come here and count the money with me!"
After he finished speaking, Ji Zhisui placed the piggy bank in Pei Yian's hand.
Pei Yian only felt a warm sensation on his right hand that was being held.
Because of the poisoning, his body temperature was low, and due to years of martial arts training, he had some calluses on his hands, but the girl's hands were different, they were warm and delicate.
Before he could respond, Ji Zhisui naturally let go of his hand and urged, "What are you doing? Take out the money and count it again!"
"Okay." Pei Yian realized it belatedly and opened the lid of the pottery jar.
Although the delicate touch on the back of his hand disappeared, he still felt a little hot and didn't even dare to look at the back of his hand.
Ji Zhisui didn't notice anything wrong with someone at all. Her attention and gaze were all focused on the money.
One penny, two pennies, five pennies...exactly one hundred copper coins.
She held the pottery jar contentedly and planned to go back to her room to have a good sleep.
He looked at the pens, ink, books and other things on the table, and went forward to collect them.
"Don't copy books at night, otherwise your eyes will be damaged. I'll keep these things for you first and give them to you during the day." After saying that, Ji Zhisui took these things back to the room.
When I lay down on the bed, I recalled everything I had just done.
She! A cannon fodder female supporting character who died early! She actually dared to act like a tyrant over the male protagonist, interfering in everything. It was a bit too arrogant.
But on second thought, if the male protagonist damaged his eyes while copying books, and had to spend more money on his medical treatment, it would not be worth it.
Ji Zhisui felt more and more that he was right, so he closed his eyes and looked for Zhou Gong.
Pei Yian stood there in a daze for a while. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever lectured him like this.
He has been smart and clever since he was young. He can handle all kinds of things with ease. He is the least worrying one in the family, so no one has ever preached to him.
Looking at the tightly closed door and the tools that had been taken away, Pei Yian sighed and could only return to the room.
As the sky turned pale, Ji Zhisui got up, dressed, washed, and ran to the kitchen. She wanted to prepare the pancakes first. When Uncle Sun arrived, she could prepare the vegetables and stir-fry the fillings.
But in the kitchen, Pei Yian was processing wood.
"Brother An, why are you up so early?"
This guy is really energetic. He copies books in the yard late at night and still doesn't feel sleepy at all in the morning.
"We need to light a fire to make burritos, I'm here to help."
Ji Zhisui nodded. She was a self-disciplined and self-aware tool. She made the flour she brought into a paste and started making pancakes.
Not long after, the Pei family also got up, tidied the house and cleaned up.
After hearing the knock on the door, Mrs. Pei hurried to open it.
When Mr. Sun saw that it was a stranger who opened the door, he looked a little embarrassed, afraid that he had come to the wrong place, and asked tentatively, "Is this Miss Ji's house?"
“That’s right!”
"Sui Niang, someone is bringing food!"
After hearing this, Ji Zhisui hurried out of the kitchen and saw an old man and a young boy. The old man was carrying a shoulder pole and the young man was carrying a backpack. The basket was full of fresh vegetables neatly stacked in a pile.
"Miss Ji, these are the dishes you ordered. You can take a look and see if there are any problems."
Ji Zhisui casually browsed through the dishes and was very satisfied with the quality.
Pei Yian followed Ji Zhisui's instructions and went to her room. He found the piggy bank and the paper and pen that were confiscated from him last night.
He opened the pottery jar, took out twenty-two coins from it and handed it to Mr. Sun.
Old Man Sun took the money, counted it, and returned two of them to Ji Zhisui. "Young lady, plus the five-cent deposit, just give me twenty cents. Two cents more."
"That's right, Uncle Sun. You guys brought all these things here so early in the morning. The extra money is for travel expenses."
This is the same principle as paying the Pei family members wages yesterday. If you just ask others to do things without giving them corresponding compensation, some people will definitely have other ideas in their minds in the long run.
It takes Mr. Sun more than half an hour to walk here from the village, not to mention that he is carrying so many things.
Mr. Sun had already given her a discount on these vegetables, so she couldn't feel at ease enjoying the door-to-door delivery service.
After all, deliverymen and couriers still get salaries!
"This...this...thank you so much, Miss Ji. Erniu, come here and thank Miss Ji." Old Man Sun was very moved. He had never received tolls when he delivered food to restaurants before.
Sometimes the dishes he carefully selected would be criticized by the waiters and they would even deduct a few cents from his money, but he had no choice but to accept it.
"Thank...thank you very much, Miss Ji." Although Erniu is tall, his face looks like a child of eleven or twelve years old.
Maybe because he has been helping with housework for many years, Erniu's skin is dark and even his back is a little bent.
In modern society, these children are all the treasures of their families, growing up with pampering. Seeing Erniu like this, Ji Zhisui couldn't help but feel distressed.
Late last night, Ji Zhisui was holding a money jar and counting money. She must like money.
But before that, she allowed him to use the money jar at will and even gave the grandfather and grandson travel expenses, which made Pei Yian even more confused about her.
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