bookpower Chapter 650 Husband is in peace, I support the family (10)
Chapter 650 Husband is in peace, I support the family (10)
Chapter 650 Husband is in peace, I support the family (10)
"That little liar will also create his own identity and use it to drive up prices. But he does have two talents himself, and he is well versed in business. I have a hunch that this Yun Town will soon produce a wealthy businessman!"
Du Heng became more and more excited as he spoke, the fan in his hand was shaken to the ground, and his expression was a little unspeakably joyful, "I didn't expect such a businessman to exist in this humble Yunzhen! If we can cooperate with him, Yunzhen His economic lifeline will be taken by me soon, we have to wait for further discussions and discuss the details, and I will go to him tomorrow to talk about cooperation."
After finishing speaking, Du Heng patted his head again in frustration, read a few words, then hurriedly turned around and left with messy steps, as if completely immersed in his own world.
Mu Yuan has long been used to Du Heng's capriciousness, so he closed the scroll in his hand and put it beside him.
Then he picked up a scroll and lowered his head to open it.
Leaning against the tree, accompanied by the faint and cold fragrance of plum blossoms coming from the top of the tree, Mu Yuan's expression was extremely focused, even the fine white snow that was gently shaking from the branches fell on him, without attracting his attention .
There was another heavy snowfall last night, and Mu Yuan was wearing thin clothes.After a while, it is inevitable to feel a little cold.
After he finished reading another book, Mu Yuan got up, picked up all the books beside him, walked slowly into the academy, and put them back into the bookcase.
As soon as he entered, he saw Du Heng holding a pen at his desk, and he didn't know what he was writing.
It was the first time Mu Yuan saw Du Heng like this, he paused for a while, and then went to his master to ask questions.
After a long time, Mu Yuan came out.
When he came back, Du Heng had disappeared.
Mu Yuan shook his head lightly, picked up the bookcase next to him, carried it on his back skillfully, and walked home.
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The ground was covered with fine white snow, and Mu Yuan's cloth shoes made a creaking sound as they stepped on the snow.
The soles of the shoes were cold, and one pair of feet was completely frozen.
The old robe on his body was not thick, and the cold wind came in through the cuffs.
Mu Yuan kept walking, with a calm expression, obviously already accustomed to such a temperature.
He sent his transcribed books to Yuanwai's residence in Yunzhen one by one, exchanged them for dozens of coins, and turned around to buy some rice noodles.
When passing by the bun shop, Mu Yuan paused.Thinking of the thin and small boy at home, Qing Juan hesitated a little on his face, his eyelashes drooped slightly, looking at the last two coins left in his hand, he finally bought a meat bun at the bun shop.
On the way back, Mu Yuan thought about the issues discussed with the Master just now, and after digesting them one by one, he thought about the matter he had the cheek to propose with the Master.
The sweeper of Shenglin Academy contracted a cold after the heavy snow fell this year, and had no money for medical treatment. He was seriously ill yesterday lying on the couch.
It was discovered by a neighbor.
So now Shenglin Academy is short of a floor sweeper. The master was just about to put up a notice outside the academy. When Mu Yuan saw it, he took advantage of the opportunity and proposed to introduce a quick-witted and diligent child to sweep the floor in the academy.
The master has always loved a smart student like Mu Yuan, and trusted him, and agreed without much questioning.
Although Zi Fu said that she could write and paint, Mu Yuan had never seen it, so he didn't know how her calligraphy and paintings were.
Moreover, Yunzhen is a border town of the Dasheng Dynasty. Most of the people here are commoners, and the folk customs are simple and they live and work in peace and contentment.
Only rich people have the heart to appreciate calligraphy and paintings.
In addition, Zifu is young, even if she learned from a young age, she may not be able to write well now, and she has caught the eyes of those rich people.
Thinking of this, Mu Yuan was worried, and inevitably quickened his pace.
The little boy at home... I don't know if he has been hungry all day.
After taking the food home, as soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I smelled an extremely strong smell of meat.
Hearing the sound, Zifu came out with a pot of hot chicken soup.
Walking in the direction of the main room, he greeted Mu Yuan with a crooked smile, "My lord, wash your hands and sit down, let's have chicken soup today!"
Seeing this scene, Mu Yuan froze with his usual calm and indifferent expression, and stood there without moving for a while.
Seeing that no one came in for a long time, Zifu went out to have a look.
Mu Yuan was still standing there, Zi Fu didn't see anything, and immediately stretched out her hand and dragged her in.
Seeing the chicken soup on the table, Mu Yuan seemed to have finally regained his senses, and looked down at the young boy standing beside him.
"You...you today..."
"I used an adult's pen and paper, went out to draw a few pictures, and sold them for 200 renminbi each.
I just bought a chicken, some fresh vegetables, and half a bag of rice, and I used up all my money. "
Zifu raised her eyebrows and finished speaking with high spirits.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Zifu thought about it carefully, stroked her chin with her fingers, and said thoughtfully: "However, I didn't expect it to be as smooth as every day. Maybe I won't be able to sell one of them when I go out tomorrow." , Fortunately, there is an adult who can take me in."
Speaking of the last sentence, the little boy raised his eyes and smiled at him.
The black and white almond eyes are curved, like a fox who has stolen a chicken, and the smile is sly and agile.
Mu Yuan: "..."
Why does he feel that this young boy is relying on him?
And this is also the first time he has seen such a lively and sensible child.
A neighbor's kid as old as him doesn't want to go to school, thinking about skipping class and going out to play all day long.
In contrast, the young boy he took in can cook and earn some money, is active but not naughty... Which family's child is this?
Come to think of it, it's definitely not easy.
It's just that now that I have lost my memory and can't remember anything, that's why I'm in such a difficult situation.
Mu Yuan looked at the pot of hot chicken soup and was speechless for a while.
Putting the rice noodles in his hand aside, he handed over the meat bun bought on the side of the road.
Without saying anything, Mu Yuan sat down and scooped up two bowls of chicken soup with a wooden spoon.
Zifu who took the meat bun was a little surprised.
Although Mu Yuan didn't say anything, she knew that this was specially bought for her.
He said firmly that he would drive him out, but quietly bought her meat buns behind his back.
Drinking porridge and eating pickles every day, I am not willing to eat a little bit of meat.
What a soft heart.
Also really kind.
Probably because she had a better understanding of Mu Yuan's temperament, Zi Fu was in a good mood, her almond eyes slightly curved, she finished eating the meat buns one bite at a time, then clapped her hands, and began to drink chicken soup with her head down.
The warm chicken soup entered the stomach, and the heat spread from the limbs, and the whole body seemed to be warmed up.
Lifting her eyes, she took a sneak peek at Mu Yuan, who was eating well and elegantly, her tall but thin figure made Zi Fu secretly decide in her heart——
At least one meal of meat a day!
Be sure to raise Xiao Zi to be white and fat.
(End of this chapter)