A piece of paper

Baozhu stopped talking.

Literally not speaking.

Whoever said anything to her, she would nod no matter whether she agreed or disagreed.

Nodding like pounding garlic, mouth like a plug.

Ever since he stated that he wanted to be with Xian Jin, he never said a single word.

Xian Jin has heard of this situation.

After some people encounter a catastrophe, they cannot adjust their emotions for a while, so they are prone to various problems. Some problems are more concrete, such as loss of voice, insomnia or loss of appetite, and some problems are more hidden. If the people around you are careless, it will lead to irreparable bitter fruit.

Xian Jin was fortunate that Qiao Huahua belonged to the first category.

The former is still saving himself. Whether it is loss of voice or insomnia, it is actually a silent cry and cry for help.

Xian Jin asked Mama Zhang to give Qiao Huahua a slightly heavier meal for the past few days, "It doesn't matter whether it's thick oily red sauce, or spicy and pungent, it must make people feel alive." After thinking about it for a long time, it finally came A plan was made, and before the plan was implemented, I went to Xiaocao Village specially to collect the Liuzhangxuan first made by Master Li Sanshun, no more, no less, exactly three swords.

Xian Jin deliberately compared the difference between this batch of Liuzhangxuan and the Liuzhangxuan made by Master Li Laozhang - the conclusion is that, starting from her level, there is no difference.

But Chen Fu found some differences.

"The batch made by Li Sanshun is tougher." Chen Fu held the new paper, shook it against the light, and heard the crisp sound of the paper.

Xian Jin asked, "This batch is better?"

Chen Fu smiled and said, "That's natural. The new batch of Liuzhangxuan is the group of masters who stopped all their working hours and went all out to choose the best materials from material selection, production to finished products. The last Maybe it was pushed hard by Chen Liuhe and that pig's head, obviously the paper wadding hadn't been soaked and pounded well, so I was in a hurry to dry it, and the paper was not moist enough and not tough enough."

As he said that, Chen Fu took a soft brush casually, and the pen waved in the brush wash, and two drops of ink dripped on the edges of the two sheets of paper respectively.

The new batch, the ink is printed and dyed circle by circle, the color of the outer circle is lighter than that of the inner circle, but the transition is natural, like a bridge mooring a boat in the inner and outer circles;
The old batch, although the ink is also smudged, but the area and speed of the obvious smearing are not as good as the new ones.

What is a craftsman?That is, if you put in one point, you will get one point in return. There will never be a bubble where you invest in one point and get very much in return.

Down to earth, but every step leaves marks.

Xian Jin nodded thoughtfully.

Chen Fu's pen touched Xian's forehead, "You, you, since you are in this business, you must keep this knowledge in mind."

Xian Jin smiled and tilted his head to look at Chen Fu, "You, you, since you don't do this business, why should you keep this knowledge in mind?"

Chen Fu leaned back, stretched out his hand to straighten the pink and green skirt of the skirt, "You don't understand. The swan knows the ambition of a sparrow."

Ok.

He Honghu said that she really didn't understand Chen Yanque's ambition.

Now that Chen Fu stamped and approved it, Xian Jin boldly printed the "Chen Ji" logo on the three knives and six zhangs, and wrote a letter to Miss Xiong, who immediately posted a post, Xian Jin Finally got the post of entering and exiting Xiong Zhifu.

This post is even more advanced than the remarriage invitation of Xian Jin's upstart father in his previous life.

The paper is sprinkled with gold, the words are gilded, and the paintings inside are big begonias—the main feature is a graceful and luxurious, showing the grandeur of the Xuancheng Lord's official residence.

Then the content of the post is - drink tea.

Xianjin:.
She opened a teahouse in disguise and was invited to drink tea.
The content of the post was that Chen Jizhi was invited to drink a cup of Dongting Biluochun new tea at the house to congratulate the shopkeeper.

The entertainment content of ancient boudoir girls is really barren.

Xian Jin thought about it, and in order to avoid being overwhelmed with tea soup, he packed up a new set of paper puzzle board games that were expected to be released on "Look" and brought them along with him.

From Jing County to Xuancheng Mansion, it was a half-day rickety journey. Miss Xiong invited her to drink tea in the afternoon, and no lunch or dinner was included. Xian Jin set off three hours earlier—that is, to drink this cup of Dongting Biluochun Xian Jin went up mountains and wading in a mule cart before dawn.

When he arrived at the mansion, Xian Jin handed over a post to the porter, and saw two rows of scholars leaning together crookedly at the door, in long gowns and plain clothes, and asked softly, "This is it."

The concierge made a "puchi" sneer, "They are all here to see Mr. Futai, and I hope Mr. Futai will help Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard."

The concierge couldn't remember Qiao Shanchang's last name.

Xian Jin added softly, "Mr. Qiao Shan."

"Oh, plead for that Qiao Shanzhang!"

The concierge stabbed loudly, checking the post and talking.

After checking the post, a smile instantly appeared on the concierge's face, "So it's Missy's guest! Please come in!"

Xian Jin seems to have seen a "face change" that does not require money, and at the same time has a new understanding of the status of Miss Xiong in the mansion.

Being able to post invitations freely at any time, the concierge's tone of mentioning the eldest lady is quite flattering.
For these two points alone, the direct daughters of ordinary families may not be able to do it—more like Chen Zuoniang, who is both the elder sister and half the housekeeper at home, taking on the duties of the eldest sister, but unable to do so. Enjoy big sister rights.

Xian Jin thoughtfully followed the porter into the mansion.

It's like entering a very representative Hui-style official mansion.

Row upon row of wooden buildings with a bucket-style wooden structure, black, white and gray as the main theme, connecting the hall and hall with a patio, the brackets symbolizing the official mansion are carefully carved, painted with gorgeous and colorful algae decorations, showing errors under the sky in the late autumn afternoon The beauty of gold engraving.

Xian Jin seemed to have quieted down.

Xian Jin was first taken to meet Luo Shi, the wife of Prefect Xiong.

For the guests of the niece, the mistress of the house will see her whenever she has time, and if she has no time, just greet the elders at the door according to the etiquette.

Xian Jin didn't think that he, a merchant, would be able to meet the wife of the chief official of Xuancheng Mansion.

Sure enough, the big maid in red and green just asked her to say hello to his wife at the door. After Xian Jin solemnly handed over the gilded gift box containing Liuzhangxuan to the big maid, she was taken to the little bear girl's place. The west cross courtyard where I live.

The courtyard is not large, with an unsealed "mouth" structure, and the three-row bungalows are well located. The row of bungalows facing south is the boudoir of Miss Xiong.

"Just call me Yo Niang."

Miss Xiong smiled and asked Xian Jin to serve a cup of tea, "My boudoir name is Yoyo Xiong, and it was also given by my uncle. It sounds a bit big and tall, but adding 'yoyo' is cute and cute."

Xian Jin took it with a smile, and followed the words, "Bears are cute too, and Yoyo is cute too."

You Niang talked about some recent pastimes, and after a while, Fang said, "You said in your letter that there may be changes in the magistrate matter, what exactly do you mean?"

Xian Jin gently put down the teacup.

She seemed to see clearly, Yo Niang's true heart.

Yo Niang, wants to marry Cui Heng more than she expresses.