Republic of China small businessman

Kou Peifeng had dinner at home, and hurried away wearing a felt hat. He still had many relatives to visit, so he came here early in the morning, and chatted speculatively with Xie Jing and couldn't help but talk for a while, and now it has been delayed A lot of time.

It began to snow again outside, and it came down on a sunny day, and the clothes and felt hats of the pedestrians outside were covered with a layer of white.

Xie Jing cleaned her yard, and went to burn a corn in the stove.

After a while, there was the smell of roasted corn, Xie Jing pulled out the corn from the ashes, patted it, and went to find Grandma Kou with it: "Grandma, shall I break the corn kernels for you to eat?"

Grandma Kou was just sitting on the kang and guarding the small table doing needlework, she smiled and shook her head when she saw it: "I can't bite that one, you can eat it yourself."

Xie Jing was sitting on the side eating corn, his face was black and white like a cat, Grandma Kou looked at him two or three times in a row and couldn't help laughing.Instead of urging him to wash his face, the old lady felt that her child's silly appearance was painful. Xie Jing sat on the kang and talked to her and yawned, then curled up on the warm kang and fell asleep. Slowly put down the needle and thread in his hand, dipped some herbal tea on his handkerchief and wiped his "beard" around his mouth.

The annual leave is over soon, and Xie Jing started to pack her luggage.

Grandma Kou was afraid that he would be hungry, so she made some small snacks for him to store, and said with distress while bringing him: "I don't know if I can see you this time on February [-]. I will bring you more fried beans and rice crackers." I bought some, and fried some chess buns for you to put in your cloth pockets, eat some by yourself during the vigil at night, don’t starve to death..." The old lady mumbled a lot, but finally she was reluctant to let him go, "If you can When you go out of the house, let someone send a message to grandma, saying that grandma will make dumplings for you."

"Hey."

Xie Jing brought a lot of food and left home. Grandma Kou stood at the door and kept watching him. Several times, the old lady couldn't help but lift up her skirt to wipe her tears.

On the third day of junior high school, Xie Jing returned to the White House.

Before he could settle down, he was taken to Fang Yurou by Steward Zhou.

Fang Yurou's house was very hot, but she still dressed warmly. She wore a Guanyin pocket, and the cloth covering her forehead was also thick. It was embroidered with gold thread and surrounded by very thin pearls. See It is very luxurious.

Fang Yurou first looked him around, then smiled and said, "I remember you, I didn't look closely when we met last time, so you are such a handsome kid."

Xie Jing greeted her.

Fang Yuju said: "Don't be so restrained, I'm not in good health, I can't walk around, you made meritorious service in Heihe that day, and it stands to reason that you should be rewarded to go out of the house to find a manager in the shop, but since you followed Master Jiu, Wealth and honor are not something we can climb, you should stay by Master Jiu and take good care of him, no matter what the provincial government is, Qinghe Baijia has people who are in charge of things three times a year, and you are absolutely indispensable." She said Let the girl bring a box over and hand it to Xie Jing.

Xie Jing glanced at it, it was 50 yuan silver dollars and some rare gifts for New Years.

Fang Yuju said: "Someone from Jiuye came to ask for your deed paper. I was busy during the New Year, and I couldn't reward you well. Take these first, and I will replenish them for you after the Lantern Festival."

Xie Jing responded, took the things, and thanked again.

Coming out of Fang Yurou's place, Steward Zhou personally sent him to the East Yard, and kept calling him little brother with a smile. He even held the gift box for him all the way, and handed it to Xie Jing at the gate of the East Yard.

Xie Jing didn't intend to make friends with these people below, he didn't want to do that, and the one in the east courtyard was his destination.

East Court.

Bai Jiuye was playing chess with someone. He had a cup of steaming tea and half a peeled tangerine in his hand. The room was warm, with a slightly astringent smell of oranges and a hint of bitterness of tea leaves.

Jiu Ye was sitting there holding a white bag in his hand, wearing a gown with beautiful cloud patterns, with a circle of ferret velvet rolling around his wrists, the sleeves were as long as his hands, revealing his slender fingers with well-defined joints.His fingertips were almost transparent white, and his nails were neatly trimmed and moist. He heard the sound of the door after the nail was dropped, looked up and smiled and said, "Are you back?"

Xie Jing responded, stood there watching him play chess, and glanced at the gentleman opposite him calmly.

Sitting opposite was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a slightly fat body, a round face and small eyes, and two beards that looked like rat tails. His movements when he spoke were very eye-catching.

Xie Jing tensed her back when she saw him, not daring to do anything wrong.

This is Mr. Huang Mingyou, who was invited by the old man of the provincial government with a lot of money, to teach Jiuye homework. Jiuye once said that he has thousands of volumes of scriptures in his belly-this is not an exaggeration. Mr. Huang recites it very well. I will never forget that no matter which page you turn to for an exam, you can recite it backwards and forwards.Master Jiu respected this man very much, and Xie Jing never dared to cause trouble in front of Mr. Huang. He had studied and respected knowledgeable people.

Mr. Huang sat there scratching his head, thinking hard, holding up the chess piece for a long time and refusing to drop it.

Xie Jing peeked over, knowing that Mr. Huang's old problem was repeated. This university student is good at everything, but his chess skills are surprisingly bad, and the worse he gets, the more he fights.

Master Jiu obviously noticed it, and asked Xie Jing while playing chess: "Is your family okay?"

"all good."

"Have you eaten yet? The small kitchen left you glutinous rice balls. I used a bowl in the morning. The peanut filling tastes pretty good."

Xie Jing was kind and went to the small kitchen to eat glutinous rice balls.

Huang Mingyou took the time to glance at him, watched him leave, turned around and asked Xie Jing about his background very carefully.

Bai Rongjiu was in danger here, the old man of the provincial government couldn't sit still, if he wasn't too old to make the trip himself, he might have already arrived in Qinghe by now.Even so, Huang Mingyou and a team of guards were specially sent here. They will not go back until the winery is completed.

Huang Mingyou was also quite shocked, and he was still doubtful at the moment: "But listen to you, this kid's hands are steady and calm, which doesn't match his age. How can I teach such a person? Could it be someone else? here?"

"Who can afford such a price, let him exchange his life?" Master Jiu laughed, and dropped another son. "Won't."

Huang Mingyou thought for a while, thought it was right, and continued playing chess.

Xie Jing was also thinking about Mr. Huang in the small kitchen. He ate glutinous rice balls very slowly, and he could eat one for a long time. into the room.

He underestimated Mr. Huang.

Huang Mingyou was very excited about losing today, his sleeves were rolled up, he didn't look like a scholar at all, his eyes were red with blood.

Bai Rongjiu tentatively said: "Mr. Huang, why don't you talk about your homework?"

Huang Mingyou waved his hand and stared at the chessboard: "Your homework is nothing to check. It is enough for me to have a student like you in this life. Let's continue playing chess. I see that there are three ways to survive here. Look, if I Blocking the sunspots here can kill a small piece, but if I land here..." Mr. Huang made three gestures, and refused to make a move, already a bit playful.

Xie Jing didn't dare to go over, he was afraid of playing chess with Mr. Huang.

Dare not lose, dare not win.

Someone just came in and talked with Master Jiu about the winery's machinery, Xie Jing saw Master Jiu heaving a sigh of relief, and felt a little relieved.

Mr. Huang went back to study with the broken chess set in his arms. When he passed by Xie Jing, Xie Jing kept his eyes on his nose, his nose, his nose and his heart, and stood against the wall, afraid that the other party would see him.

But at this moment, Mr. Huang only cared about the half of the precious chessboard, and didn't care about the people next to him at all.

The one who brought the blueprints was Bai Mingzhe, the uncle of the Bai family. He has not been idle these days, and he is in charge of everything inside and outside the mansion. Now he just came back from the winery, and as soon as he came in with the blueprints, he talked to Master Jiu Lively discussion.

"Master, this machine is really powerful. The work that originally took more than a dozen workers to finish in a day, it will be done in a while!" Bai Mingzhe couldn't help boasting, his face was full of light, "And the first two The two fire mills that you sent from the provincial government in Japan are also very useful. The flour is much finer than the usual flour. If there is more grain in the next year, you can also build a mill without brewing wine. Or it would be good to open a bakery like the foreigners do, and fine flour is also expensive, should we advance a batch of fire-milling machines?"

Master Jiu said: "Wait a little longer, let's see the effect first, can the two machines be used smoothly?"

"Handy, easy to use!"

The two were chatting when they heard noises in the yard outside, and someone pushed aside the thick curtain and came in.

This time it was Bai Mingyu who came here, probably just came back from outside, he still wore a thick leather hat on his head, only took off his cloak outside, and came to greet him in a sapphire blue robe, with a small piece of wet snow on his shoulder trace.

Bai Mingyu came over to kowtow to Grandpa Ninth: "Say hello to Grandpa Ninth."

His feet were not healed yet, Master Jiu was stopped by someone, and he found a chair for him to sit on: "Just now your elder brother mentioned, how is your foot injury?"

"It's almost done, now I can take two steps slowly..." Bai Mingyu was supported by someone, and suddenly felt wrong when he answered something. He stared at the familiar figure beside Master Jiu, stunned, and stuttered for a long time. Shout out: "Feng, Feng'er?!"

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