Ci Jinzhi

Chapter 66 Joy Come
Compared to the little boy's disbelief, Xin You was much calmer, after all, she had never experienced Mr. He's long-term obsession with books.

"Then put some new ones on." Xin You said, and walked out.

Liu Zhou blinked, and couldn't help but ran to Shopkeeper Hu and muttered to Shopkeeper Hu, "Shopkeeper, why do you think the boss is so calm when things happen? Master He bought so many books in one go, and she wasn't surprised at all."

Shopkeeper Hu said happily: "I think you are free, go to work!"

As expected, the owner was lucky with money. As soon as he took over the bookstore, he found out that Mr. Songling, not to mention Mr. He, was buying books with a lot of money.With the owner here, He Chou Bookstore's business is not booming.

Everything went smoothly at the bookstore, but not so smoothly for Xinyou. She ran to two Yuelai restaurants in a row, but couldn't find the teahouse, so she had to ask passers-by.

Coincidentally, the fourth Yuelai restaurant is near the Taipu Temple.

Standing on the roadside outside the restaurant, Xin You turned around and looked up, and saw a teahouse.

The teahouse is divided into upper and lower floors, and the upper floor is arranged as elegant rooms, and several elegant rooms have windows facing the street.

Xin You compared them carefully, and deduced that the elegant room in the picture was the second or third room.

The specific one is actually not important, for her, it is enough to find the teahouse where He Qingxiao's accident happened.

Judging from the position of the sun in the picture, it should be noon.

Will it be today?
Xin You raised her head slightly, looking at the sun hanging in the sky.

The scorching sun in early autumn was still powerful, she quickly looked away and closed her eyes.

A voice came from behind: "Qingqing?"

Xin You turned around, and saw three or four middle-aged men in robes walking towards this side, one of them was Duan Shaoqing, Kou Qingqing's uncle.

Duan Shaoqing was very impatient to talk more with this increasingly perverse niece, but at this time and this place, it is impossible to pretend not to see.

Seeing Xin You's face, Duan Shaoqing was sure that he had not identified the wrong person, and asked with a frown, "Why are you here?"

In fact, Xinyou also met Duan Shaoqing by accident, but she suppressed the surprise in her heart, and blinked with a surprised and aggrieved expression.

"Uncle, I was going to the yamen to look for you, but I ran into you unexpectedly!"

Duan Shaoqing frowned even tighter: "What can I do with my uncle?"

The three people with Duan Shaoqing already showed curious eyes.

Xin You pursed her lips: "I have no money."

Duan Shaoqing:!

How could this girl say so bluntly that she has no money!

Xin You didn't care how much impact these words had on Duan Shaoqing, and continued: "I really didn't expect to invest so much in running the bookstore, and the money is like water—"

Duan Shaoqing's face became hot with embarrassment, and he hurriedly stopped Xin You from continuing: "We'll talk about family matters after dinner."

Xinyou cooperated and closed her mouth.

Duan Shaoqing subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed his hands to the three colleagues: "My niece came to see me, and I will take her to a light meal, so I won't be with you."

The three smiled back, "Brother Duan, do as you please."

Duan Shaoqing saw the fire of gossip from the eyes of the three colleagues, and he didn't have the heart to eat at Yuelai Restaurant, so he walked to the opposite teahouse.

To take her to this tea house...

Xinyou's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had an intuition: He Qingxiao might have had an accident today.

Different from the hustle and bustle of restaurants, teahouses are quiet and elegant, and the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard endlessly.

The elegant room upstairs was fully booked, so Duan Shaoqing had no choice but to take Xin You to sit in the corner of the lobby, trying not to attract attention.

The clerk brought tea and snacks, and when the clerk left, Duan Shaoqing lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you short of money again? Didn't your grandmother just give you 2000 taels?"

"My uncle doesn't know that Qingsong Bookstore has been in the red for too long, and owes a lot of wages to the craftsmen. Part of the money received from my grandmother was used to pay wages, and the other part was used for the operation of the bookstore. It was spent all at once... "

Duan Shaoqing's brows twisted into Chuanzi: "Uncle heard that the "Painted Skin" released by Qingsong Bookstore is very popular, and it should have a lot of benefits."

Xin You didn't deny it: "It's quite a lot, but I bought the lower part of "Painted Skin" from Mr. Songling, and I have to invest a lot in engraving. There are also some books that sell well that need to be reprinted, and I have to find suitable new books to buy. Printing... In this way, the money will be stretched."

Seeing the pitiful appearance of his niece, Duan Shaoqing took a deep breath.

He suspected that this girl just wanted to ask for money, but she couldn't find any flaws in her words.

"Even if money is tight, go back and tell your grandmother that you, a little girl, came to the yamen to ask your uncle for money, and people will laugh at you." Duan Shaoqing decided to kick the ball to the old mother.

He is a person who wants face, and his niece came to him to ask for money, so what does it look like to spread the word.

Now that they met by fate, Xinyou is not going to let Duan Shaoqing kick the ball away: "Uncle also said that I only paid 2000 taels from my grandmother. Qingqing is also a person who wants face, so how can I ask my grandmother to ask for money again? Seeing that uncle loves me, I came to you."

Speaking of which, she took a sip of her tea.

The tea tastes sweet at the entrance, which is worthy of the elegance of the teahouse.

"Qingqing figured out that 2000 taels is not necessary, 1000 taels should be enough."

Duan Shaoqing's temples twitched, but fortunately there was no one else to let him say the prevarication: "Qingqing, the salary of our Daxia officials is not high, and 1000 taels is my uncle's salary for several years. You come to find uncle, but uncle can't help it." Take it out."

Xin You smiled: "Uncle misunderstood. I was thinking about asking my uncle to help me open a mouth to my grandmother, and the payment was the money my grandmother kept for me. Oh, don't worry about today, I will come to my uncle tomorrow to get it."

When Duan Shaoqing heard that he would come back tomorrow, his face darkened suddenly, and he held back his anger and said to those smiling eyes: "You girl, don't run around, go back to the Yamen today and uncle will tell your grandmother to send someone to you." Just send it."

"Thank you uncle."

Duan Shaoqing was afraid that there would be no end to this opening, and his tone was warning: "Only this once. Qingqing, it is true that your parents left you the money, but you are still young, if you waste it now, you will lose money in the future." What to do? That's why your mother entrusted your grandmother to keep it..."

Xin You listened to Duan Shaoqing's long speech without changing his face, and when he finished speaking, he nodded obediently: "Qingqing understands."

Suddenly the tea room fell silent, Xin You's voice was obviously not high, but it suddenly seemed abrupt.

Then, the assistant's greeting sounded: "My lord, please come inside."

He Qingxiao turned his eyes, and turned to the source of the familiar voice, and met Xin You's sight.

He was a little surprised. Seeing that Duan Shaoqing was sitting opposite Xin You, he suppressed his surprise and nodded slightly at her.

Xin You nodded in response, and watched He Qingxiao lead two of his men up the stairs under the guidance of the staff.

By the looks of it, it's today.

Seeing her niece staring at the stairs, Duan Shaoqing's heart sank.

Is this girl interested in Changlehou?
(End of this chapter)