A piece of paper

"This is the latest ratio for making Hazhangxuan. Although it is not completely completed yet, it is very close. Except that the edges of the paper are a little frizzy after drying and the vertical edges are unsightly. According to this ratio, Gou Ye can make paper with As Qiqiqi and the guys from Xiaocao Village started working on it, I also asked Nan Xiaogua to figure out the cost base, and don’t let us work so hard to make tributes, only to end up losing money and making a profit."

Xian Jin sealed the letter with wax and handed it to Suo'er solemnly, "Must, must, must hand it over to Mr. Dog completely by hand."

Suo'er solemnly hid the letter in his chest, "I swear on Tuesday's dog's intact right leg."

Show gold: "."

With you, Mr. Dog will be lucky all his life.

"Do you need to ask Brother Zheng to accompany you?" Xianjin is still worried. It takes five days and four nights to travel from Xiaocao Village to Xuancheng Mansion, and Xianjin is afraid that things will not go smoothly on the way.

Suo'er was horrified, "How can a man and a woman alone live in the same room!"

Xian Jin said angrily, "Then when you went to take care of Tuesday Dog, was there an innocent soul watching on?"

Suo'er pouted.

Only then did Xian Jin realize: Oh, if Brother Zheng goes there, the dog will definitely accompany him to drink on Tuesday night. He will drink seven meals in two days. He will be so drunk that he will naturally have no time to care about this fat black girl.

Damn, scheming lovebird.

In the end, Zhang's mother was sent along, and a mule cart was sent to drag Zheng Er, who did not drink alcohol and ate only meat, to escort him.

Suo'er ran away with the secret message, and Aunt Zhong came in with the secret message. Aunt Zhong handed it to Xian Jin with a solemn expression. Seeing no one around, she still chose to close her ears and whisper, "Chen Sanlang asked the guy in the same room to deliver a letter to the third wife, Mrs. Sun. I I took it privately."

Xian Jin's eyebrows moved and he took the letter from Aunt Zhong's hand.

Good guy, how many black cases does this Saburo have to sue!

Such a thick stack!

Even if she writes her own life autobiography, she may not be able to write it to this depth!

Xian Jin placed the letter on the table, placed his right hand on the envelope casually, and his eyes fell exactly on the seal - to read or not to read, that was a question, to bear silently the heartbeat of guessing and opening the blind box, It's better to throw away the moral sense of modern people in the future and find out what bad things this third wife and grandson are going to do.

Xian Jin was in a tangle.

Aunt Zhong glanced at Xian Jin, lowered her head and said softly, "Shopkeeper, I have taken it apart and looked at it."

Xianjin let out a long sigh of relief: "As the chief assistant, you are inappropriate, and God cannot tolerate it."

"What did you say?" Xian Jin doubled the letter and clasped his head, threw it casually to the corner of the table, crossed his arms and asked calmly.

Aunt Zhong has a serious look and always smiles, and she already has the secretive style of Manager Dong. “The first five pages are all about Jixi workshop watching people order dishes. He endured hardship here and couldn’t sleep. If you don’t have good food and good food, your life is very difficult.”

Make up the word count and hydrology!

You've only been here for ten days and you can already complain about the boss on so many pages?

This hydrography skill must be sent to Chen Fu and asked Xiao Fu and Ai Rong to learn it carefully, so as not to be dissed because the article he wrote is short, short and not lasting.

She nodded her head and asked Madam Zhong to continue speaking.

"The three pages in the middle are mostly complaining that you are in your position but do not care about your political affairs. You are muddle-headed and sloppy in your work. You are invisible every day and fish in troubled waters. You are not worthy of your reputation." Madam Zhong came to report truthfully and smiled, showing off her general-help demeanor, "That's it. All kinds of false and biased descriptions.”

He smiled with his golden lips.

Xianjin smiled, but Mrs. Zhong stopped smiling and her expression became serious, "On the last page, Chen Sanlang asked the third wife to think of a way and to brag in front of the old lady with aggrieved words and tears. "Chuifeng, please ask the old lady to change her mind and ask you not to marry into his house as a concubine."

Xianjin's hand tapping on the table stopped in mid-air.

Mother Zhang had just left and was squatting in front of the small stove, roasting the pumpkin seeds from the old pumpkin.

The melon seeds with the ripe red flesh of the old pumpkin give off a burnt sweetness when roasted over the charcoal fire.

Xianjin Naoren was struck viciously three, four, five, six, seven or eight times with a stick, and he felt the throbbing pain of rebuilding ruins after an eight-magnitude earthquake.

She can understand that Mrs. Qu wants to help the Chen family seize power from her, and she can also agree with the Chen family's rejection and distrust of her. She fully understands that her existence blocks the path of the next generation of the Chen family - this is As is human nature, she has never been optimistic and blindly hopes that the family business will be open, accepting and tolerant.

In this era, since she is in this era, it is difficult for her to change jobs.

In future generations, you will not be happy at work. After making your boss look bloody, you can still hope for a salary increase if you change jobs. In today's era, if she wants to change jobs, the Chen family will turn around and send her to the government, and casually accuse her of poor management. Whether she was guilty of dereliction of duty or deceiving her master, she turned over Qiao Shanchang's code book, and what awaited her, this delicate dark brown flower, was ruthless exile.

Although she is not pretty, it cannot be denied that she is a delicate flower. Exile is something she cannot bear.

Therefore, she has always followed the path of a supervisor with real power, making her boss fearful and dependent, making her boss fearful and dependent at the same time. She is not only afraid that no one will be available if you leave, but also doubts whether the power she has delegated is too much and too concentrated.

As she got more and more chips in her hands, her hanging heart gradually let go: rice paper is so good, but with her utilitarianism, she seems unworthy to be the operator and spokesperson of rice paper.

She felt that she was blending in, blending into the pool of white paper pulp, blending into the hard work and sweat that Chinese craftsmen had gone through for thousands of years in this cicada paper and a piece of paper.

"boom--"

A wake-up call.

Xian Jin's hand stopped in mid-air, and after a long time he slowly lowered it. His eyes were fixed on the thick letter, his lips were pursed tightly, and his little finger was trembling uncontrollably.

It turns out that no matter how much chips you have, in the eyes of this group of people, you can follow a woman's body and become a vassal of a man.

Once a woman is possessed by a man, not only her body, but also her thinking, her intelligence, her achievements, and her code of conduct become the man's wealth!

Destroying any woman seems to be accomplished through the simplest act of physical mating.

Xian Jin's heart fell heavily to the ground.

Aunt Zhong looked unbearable and said, "You can read this letter with your own eyes."

seeing is believing.

Xianjin put his hands on the table, his head lowered, buried in his shoulders, his thin and thin shoulder blades trembling slightly, Aunt Zhong seemed to be in a trance, as if she saw a bird about to fly.

"If you've seen it, it's equivalent to me seeing it."

Don't use the suspect, but don't use it.

After a long time, Xianjin slowly raised his head, with a calm expression, and said, "Seal the letter with wax."

As usual, he was told word by word, "Send it out and deliver it intact to the third wife."

"Find someone to clean the rented house outside the city; you go to the Zhen family in person and ask Zhen Sanlang to mediate and place the deeds of Zhang's mother and Dong Guanshi's family in the yard outside the city as soon as possible; you and Mr. Gou , Xiao Cao Village, Nan Xiao Gua, and Qi Qiqi all old contracts are invalid. Sign new ones as soon as possible and sign them in my name."

Aunt Zhong reacted quickly, "What about Master Li Sanshun? Do you want to change Master Li Sanshun's deed?"

Xianjin shook her head slightly, she was not sure about the stubborn old man.

The old man's relationship with the Chen family lasted much longer than his relationship with her.

There was pity in Aunt Zhong's eyes.

Xianjin shook his head, "Let's put our emotions aside first."

Aunt Zhong quickly changed her gaze, professional and serious.

Xianjin turned his head, spoke in a steady voice, and continued to talk, "Three shops, all the profits made in the past three years have been cashed out. My private house, the banknotes and gold left by my mother have all been cashed out, and I have found an official bank to open them." The numbers are all placed under Qiao Hui's name."

"The eldest son of the Qiao family?" Aunt Zhong frowned.

Xian Jin nodded gently, "Qiao Hui, Qiao Baoyuan."

Just as the Qiao family suffered a disaster, Qiao Baoyuan entrusted all his wealth to her;

Now that she was fighting against the odds, she could only think of handing over all her wealth to Qiao Hui.

Xian Jin leaned over and helped Zhang's mother turn the pumpkin seeds over.

The aroma of pumpkin pulp has gradually dissipated, and the unique oil aroma of nuts lingers on the tip of the nose.

The flames from the stove were reflected in Xian Jin's eyes, burning brightly.

"I want to see how the third wife makes her decision."

"I want it, Mrs. Qu cried and begged me."

"I want to take my people and my money and leave the Chen family in glory."

"I want the rice paper tribute road to be unobstructed, and the pure white paper should not be involved in the dirty and selfish struggles between people."