Republic of China small businessman

Xie Jing: "..."

It sounded familiar to him.

Xie Jing looked up at those people in the yard, and they really had their own charms.

If I remember correctly, among the group of people who were sent to the Bai family back then, only one was kept. He was the one who kept at the beginning. As for now, it is uncertain.

Xie Jing looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the woman holding the pipa. At the beginning, Master Jiu was annoyed enough by Cao Yunzhao, so he only allowed Mr. Cao to keep one important one here, and refused to take the rest.

Xie Jing was the one who was left behind.

I don't know who is lucky enough to stay this time?

While Xie Jing was thinking this way, she was still staring at the woman holding the pipa. Without him, this girl is so beautiful, it is not an exaggeration to say that her eyes are picturesque, especially those eyes, which seem to be blind A layer of mist, wet eyes, the whole person stood there timidly, looking at it made people want to whisper a few words of comfort.

She is a beauty made of water, even if she speaks loudly, she is afraid of frightening her.

Cao Yunzhao was taught a lesson at home, and right now he was in a state of desperation and couldn't get away, so he only let a housekeeper of the small mansion run over. While the housekeeper was flattering and chatting with the people in the east courtyard of the Bai family, he also went to deal with the beauties in the courtyard , is also lack of skills, not a moment to sweat out of the brow.

Manager Sun Fu of the East Court came late, and seeing such a group of people also gave him a severe headache, but Cao Yunzhao didn't talk about his family background, he only talked about his friendship with Master Jiu. Some people came over and sent the group of Yingying and Yanyan to the small flower hall, and let them sit and wait first, at least the yard is not so chaotic.

Xie Jing took the initiative to help, and delivered tea to the Xiaohua Hall twice and snacks once.

Xie Jing doesn't like to talk, but her ears are good.

After a few trips, I have a general understanding of these people.In the last life, there were not so many people in Cao Yunzhao's small mansion, or Cao Yunzhao witnessed his fame, and he started to praise him when he appeared on the stage in the provincial government. As long as there is a play with him, he never fails.Especially at the beginning of the stage, there are not so many fans, Mr. Cao even specially hired someone to applaud in the theater, but whenever he came out from behind the scenes, he only put on a posture, and before he even opened his mouth, there was a burst of applause from the audience-it was all Cao The babysitter that the son found.

Thinking about it, he didn't join the theater troupe this time, and there were no new talents in the provincial government. Mr. Cao funded other people.

In the corner of the small flower hall, a woman holding a pipa is sitting on a round stool. She is exquisitely shaped and dressed in a plain white satin cheongsam, as if nervous in a strange environment. Her fingers are holding the pipa tightly, and her fingertips are faintly bluish white.

Someone nearby brought refreshments and put them on a small table nearby. The pipa girl nodded her thanks and asked in a low voice if she could have a cup of hot tea.

Seeing it, Xie Jing took the teapot and went over to refill her water, and took a closer look, she was really a beauty with icy skin and snow skin, especially her hands, which were white and slender, and could be called a beautiful thing if they were grinded in the study .

Xie Jing looked down at her hand, probably too focused. The other party noticed that when she looked up, Xie Jing had already turned her eyes away and left with the teapot in hand.

Master Jiu was busy with work, and he didn't return home until the lights came on.

The old house of the Bai family is very large, and it is necessary to take a car from the east courtyard. After Jiu Ye came back, he was invited by the old man to discuss some matters, and someone sent a message. The old man left dinner there and did not come back to eat.

There are still some light snacks in the small kitchen, as well as a bowl of bone soup and a bowl of sweet glutinous rice balls as usual.

Xie Jing is growing up. The chef in the small kitchen has worked with Xie Jing in Heihe for two years, and knows that he is the person on the heart of Master Jiu. When Master Jiu didn't come back to eat, all the meals were sent to Xie Jing.

The master chef stood aside, waiting for Xie Jing to taste the new dish, staring at him and said, "Xiao Xie, how about this eight-treasure tofu box?"

Xie Jing chewed and swallowed slowly, nodded and said, "It's delicious."

The master heaved a sigh of relief, straightened his slightly protruding stomach, and said with a smile: "That's good, I can rest assured with your words, our master's appetite will get worse in summer, so we have to find ways to do something Give him a taste of the new one, if he is so tired and can’t eat well, then it’s okay.”

Xie Jing took another piece to eat, and made some small comments: "The sauce tastes a little bit stronger, just change it to something else."

The master wrote it down, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll try again when I go back."

Xie Jing ate slowly, seeing the master took the tray to leave, couldn't help calling him again and asked: "The little flower hall, are you still waiting?"

The master said: "Wait, our master is not here, who dares to open such a mouth and leave people behind!"

Xie Jing took a bite of the rice and said vaguely, "Have they eaten yet?"

"I sent some over, one or two ate it, and the rest couldn't eat it, but one was quite brave and asked for a bowl of sweet soup."

"Who?"

"I don't know, a woman, holding such a big pipa."

Xie Jing let out an oh.

The master was slightly dissatisfied: "Where can I make sweet soup so late? Master Jiu doesn't like sweet food. After a bitter summer, I can't wait to make sweet soup without even a little bit of meaty, fishy, ​​sweet and greasy. I will let you The sweet glutinous rice balls I ate added an extra bowl of water to boil, and I gave her some soup..."

Xie Jing was eating glutinous rice balls, almost choking, coughing several times.

After dinner, Lord Jiu came back from the old man's side. As soon as he went out, he saw Steward Sun Fu waiting beside the car.

Guanshi Sun followed behind Master Jiu step by step and reported to him what happened in the afternoon. There was a group of people in the East Court for no reason, and Guanshi Sun was also worried.

Master Jiu said as he walked, "Did Cao Yunzhao personally deliver it?"

Guanshi Sun said: "That's not true. Mr. Cao is very busy. I'm afraid he has no skills in the past two days, so he only asked the housekeeper of the small mansion to deliver it."

"What else did you say?"

"I asked Mr. Cao or those people? Mr. Cao naturally said a lot of good things, and he wanted to ask us to share a few bricks and a half tiles. At least let these people avoid the limelight and pick them up after a few days. Those people are not bad. Interesting, Xiao Xie went to see it twice in the afternoon, and there was no trouble..."

Master Jiu frowned: "What does he think I am here? Anyone can stuff it here? Let the stables prepare cars and send them all out. Cao Yunzhao is ignorant, and you don't understand the rules either?"

Steward Sun responded repeatedly, sweating on his forehead: "Don't be angry, sir, I'm just being stupid, I'll send a car right away!"

When Master Jiu returned to the east courtyard, his expression was still not very good. When he entered the courtyard and saw Xie Jing coming out of the small flower hall, his face turned cold.

Xie Jing held a tray in his hand, and saw Master Jiu standing in place to say hello.

Master Jiu glanced at him, turned around and entered the room.

Xie Jing thought for a moment, then followed in.

Jiu Ye stood there with his back to him, the robe he was wearing outside was not changed, and he looked unhappy.

Xie Jing stepped forward, helped him change his clothes, and wiped his face with a wet towel. After recovering from his fatigue, he asked in a low voice: "Master, do you want some more snacks? The small kitchen cooked white fungus today, after it cooled , quite refreshing."

Master Jiu raised his eyes to look at him for a moment, and said, "I'm a good boy today. I usually go out on horseback for half a day and can't catch him. How do you know how to send stew to others?"

Xie Jing: "There is no one else, I only left a portion for the master, and I only had a spoonful to taste it, really."

Only then did Master Jiu nodded in agreement, and asked him to serve it. The taste was light, which he liked, but he only ate half of the bowl and put down the spoon.

Xie Jing squeezed his shoulders, his hands just landed on his shoulders, and within a few squeezes, Master Jiu covered his hands and held them. Master Jiu said softly: "I have taught you so much, when did I teach you to serve others?" ?”

Xie Jing said: "I am willing." He slowly pinched his shoulders a few times, lowered his head a little closer, and whispered in Master Jiu's ear: "Master, I am willing to serve you myself."

Master Jiu relaxed a little bit, obviously being coaxed loose, but he still said in an unhappy tone: "It's one thing for you to help me, but another thing for serving tea and water for others."

Only then did Xie Jing realize that this guy was unhappy that he went to Xiaohua Hall.

Thinking of this incident, Xie Jing also felt a little awkward. After all, with his precedent, he was really not sure whether anyone would stay this time, and he took off a little bit of strength.

Master Jiu paused, and said again: "I'm not reprimanding you, it's just that you...you are different, and there are still many things to do. I know you are young and curious, but remember not to be lazy, you know."

Xie Jing agreed behind him, rubbed her shoulders with her fingers, and after a few times, it landed on Master Jiu's neckline, looking like she was hugging him from behind.

Master Jiu laughed and patted the back of his hand, "What's the matter?"

Xie Jing fiddled with the buttons on his neckline and asked, "Master, what are the buttons on this dress made of? They glow at night."

"It's just a few mother-of-pearls, there should be some in the closet, you go and get one yourself, and give it to you."

Jiuye was wearing a home-style long gown, which was thin and soft, with a few small mother-of-pearl buttons on the collar and placket, only revealing a little bit of luster at the corners, reserved and forbearing, brilliance and restrained, just like others.

Xie Jing found a similar one from the closet. Although he had grown taller in the past six months, it still only reached Master Jiu's shoulders. Wearing Master Jiu's clothes was like a child wearing an adult's clothes, with the sleeves rolled up Twice, revealing a part of the wrist, lowering the head to fasten the button.

Xie Jing did it for a long time, but he was still a little clumsy. Master Jiu beckoned him over: "Didn't you just help me do it just now, how come the other way around, I can't put it on myself?"

Xie Jing walked over, her gown was a little long, she staggered two steps under her feet and almost tripped, and bumped into Master Jiu's arms.

Master Jiu supported the man, smiled, let him sit face to face on his knees, and raised his hand to fasten him, "Don't move, I'll fasten it for you."

Xie Jing sat on his lap and moved slightly, "The neckline is uncomfortable."

Master Jiu said: "Too tight? Then untie a button." When he raised his hand, Xie Jing's fingers also covered it, covered him and followed suit, and asked, "Master, so?"

"Ah."

"I learned."

Xie Jing sat on his lap, slowly buttoning his buttons. The summer heat of the night in the north had receded, but Master Jiu looked at his fingers and the half-unbuttoned thin shirt, and felt a little hot when his gaze fell there for a moment.

The sound of pipa came from outside, like weeping and complaining, and the sound was as clear as jade beads falling on a plate.

Master Jiu subconsciously turned his head to look out of the window, but before he could react, he heard a "click", a mother-of-pearl button bounced to the ground, rolled a few times, and went to nowhere.

Xie Jing stretched out her hand to hold her neckline, turned her head away, her eyes were flushed, and she whispered, "Master, I can't do it well, I'm too stupid."

Master Jiu rubbed his head, couldn't hold back, lightly touched Xie Jing's forehead with his forehead, and chuckled softly: "After learning kung fu for a few days, I haven't seen any improvement in other things, but my strength has increased a lot. It doesn't matter, but fortunately, I can afford it." He patted Xie Jing's waist, made him stand up, told Steward Sun to come over, and explained: "Go outside and explain, I always like to be quiet, don't make trouble at night in the east courtyard. Noise, and after the car arrives, send a few people out first, it will send the musical instruments and opera singers farther away, it is too noisy."