A piece of paper

All banquets, eating and drinking till the end, are all about bragging.

A banquet dominated by girls ended up bragging, but the way of bragging was a little more subtle - expressing it through poems and songs: how empty is the life of doing nothing every day, no matter how much rouge you buy or how many naps you take, No matter how many songs you listen to, it won't help.

The whole of Versailles.

It's hard to comment.

Xian Jin, who couldn't drink, rolled his eyes for a moment, hating that his level of education was so high that he could even understand these vitriolic words.

Everyone was almost done drinking, so they used Xiong Youyou's name to ask for a post - "Sister Youyou, are you going to see Fubai tomorrow, do you have a company? My sister has nothing to do tomorrow, so I can have fun with you."

After finishing speaking, the two Erguns looked at Xianjin with bright eyes.

Xian Jin was very aware of current affairs and presented a wooden entry ticket with both hands.

At the end of the party, Xian Jin gave out nearly twenty wooden picks, and almost everyone present had one. Only the Wu Niang of Hengji was left alone and independent. Everyone was drunk and she was alone.

Xianjin held the last entry ticket he brought today in his hand, and nodded to her gently and grandly.

The guests dispersed in twos and twos. After Xianjin said hello to Xiong Youyou, he took the yawning Huahua Little Orb out of Xiong's Mansion and prepared to walk back slowly to eat.

As soon as he turned the corner, he was stopped by an arrogant voice.

"Shopkeeper He."

Xian Jin looked around and saw a small figure walking out of the darkness in the corner.

Xianjin smiled and said, "Miss Hengwu."

"You can call me Axi." Heng Wuniang smiled, her little square face looking very kind at this moment, "The rice paper is close to water, so I was named Hengxi."

Xianjin nodded, "Could it be that you have a younger sister named Heng Kiwi?"

When pounding paper pulp, you need to put paper medicine, which is the juice of kiwi vine.

Heng Wuniang was stunned for a moment, "That's not true. I only have one younger brother, and his name is Hengzhu."

Oh, it’s better to call it kiwi fruit when fishing for paper bamboo curtains. The juice of kiwi fruit vine plays a much more important role in making paper than bamboo.

Xianjin thought eloquently, while thinking, he walked forward easily.

Heng Wuniang stood still for a while, preparing to create a sense of atmosphere for herself. She lowered her head. When she raised her head with dignity, she saw that Xian Jin had already walked away with his hands behind his back.

Heng Wuniang:? ?Why don't you wait for her?
Heng Wuniang took a deep breath and finally immersed herself in catching up.

"Congratulations, shopkeeper, 'Fubai' will open tomorrow. Do you welcome Hengji to visit the store and learn a thing or two?"

Heng Wuniang's voice was very steady, as she had just said, with a confident tone, "Don't belittle each other when doing business. We are all well-known paper companies in Xuancheng Mansion, and they are also the leading paper industry in the whole of Nanzhili. If If we don’t build each other up, we are tearing each other down.”

Xian Jinyun Danfeng nodded lightly, "I totally agree with your suggestion that colleagues should not look down on each other."

Heng Wuniang smiled and was about to continue speaking, but was cut off by Xian Jin——

"Excuse me, the fifth girl was at the party just now. Why didn't you ask me for the admission ticket?"

Xian Jin smiled casually and walked forward slowly as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Heng Wuniang froze on the spot.

Xian Jin continued to walk away.

Heng Wuniang was awakened by the evening breeze, came to her senses, and hurriedly chased after her, "There were many people at the party, and all the sisters were asking for admission tickets, so I wanted to wait for you to have some free time and I would find you alone. Let’s talk.”

Xianjin stopped.

Heng Wuniang almost hit Xian Jin's back.

"Do not."

Xian Jin shook his head indifferently, "It was the fifth girl who felt that she wanted to take the initiative to find Chen Ji in front of everyone, so she hid now, hiding behind the corner, and took advantage of no one to find me - since you feel that you are losing face." , why should I put my hot face on my cold butt? You are so arrogant, Chen Ji is not humble to the bone. Colleagues should never look down on each other. It is appropriate to send this sentence back to you." Xian Jin said it very straightforwardly.

Heng Wuniang's face suddenly turned green and white. She opened her mouth to explain, but she really didn't know where to start.

Xianjin suddenly asked again, "Fifth girl, you haven't taken over the family business yet, have you?"

Otherwise, how could you be so innocent that you didn't get the job done and offended people?
Heng Wuniang raised her eyes and quickly glanced at Xianjin, lowered her head and whispered softly, "The elders in the family are in their prime, so I only help with the calculations and clearing out the goods, not taking over."

After a while, the voice became lower, almost like a whisper, "The family is undergoing an iterative process. If my younger brother wants to take over the business, there must be someone who can lead the way."

A pawn in front of the battle?
Did he leave her to pave the way for his younger brother?

"It sounds like the fifth girl has also read a book and is not an empty-headed young lady." Xianjin said softly.

Heng Wuniang nodded lightly, "Although our Heng family is a businessman, we also give girls the opportunity to study. I have read the Four Books and Five Classics with my teacher."

Xianjin stopped completely, turned around, folded his arms, looked at Heng Wuniang calmly for a while, raised his chin, and said in a pretentious but determined tone, "Do you want to be the head of the family?"

Heng Wuniang was shocked and refused reflexively, "No, no! How can a girl like me control the family?"

There was no answer whether he wanted to or not.

Xian Jin nodded understandingly and suddenly changed the topic, "Why didn't Bai Ji come today? But there are no girls of the right age?"

Now that the Chen family is here and Hengji is here, why didn't Baiji, one of the three giants in papermaking in Xuancheng Prefecture, show up?
Heng Wuniang smiled and said, "The girl from Hengji can still study with her brothers, but the girl from Baiji is good at embroidery. In the residences of dignitaries in Nanzhili, they are mostly concubines or concubines. Those in the boudoir are Girl, my boudoir training is very strict and I won’t show up easily.”

The Chen family, because Mrs. Qu is the head of the family, can still give girls and daughters-in-law who are not related by blood a chance to stand out;

The Heng family is relatively lenient towards their daughters. They can study, but they cannot get involved in the family property;
The Bai family, on the other hand, strictly guarded their daughters, and even used the women in the family as resources, using them as concubines or concubines in exchange for support from the officialdom.

Xian Jin sighed lightly.

The evening breeze in early winter is slightly cool.

He was dressed in thick gold, a shit-yellow jacket that covered his shoulders and waist, and was as thick as a shit-yellow street tree that didn't care much about his image.

However, Heng Wuniang had dressed up carefully. Although it was also a coat, it was surprisingly thin, trying to fully display her graceful and graceful figure.

The cold wind blew, and Heng Wuniang's fingertips turned purple.

Xianjin lowered his head and took off his shit-yellow cloak, and calmly surrounded Heng Wu's mother.

"No matter how cold it is, you have to dress warmly."

Xianjin said softly, and after saying that, he handed over the last wooden stick in his sleeve with both hands, "You can come, but Hengji can't if others come."

In the alley, the lights are dim and the gray eaves unique to Huizhou are like a complex and quiet mountain scenery.

Heng Wuniang was slightly stunned, her eyes fixed on the wood stick with complicated eyes.

The evening breeze blew by, and the smell of fruit wine brought out from the banquet, after fermentation, blew to the tips of their noses.

Heng Wuniang found herself spinning.

Xianjin stretched out the thin wooden stick and asked, "Do you want it, or don't you want it?"

Heng Wuniang took it tentatively.

Xianjin didn't stay too long, took Fat Huahua with him, turned around and left.

Heng Wuniang froze on the spot and sniffed.

The color of this cloak has a bit of a bad connotation, but it has a thick, warm herbal scent.

This is my third attempt at this article. Posted in the afternoon
There will be an update tonight.