The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 34 Lin Ruhai wants to ask Gulian's second master to run for money

Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng's courtyard is a small three-entry pattern.

When you enter the gate, you will see the downside room next to a small front yard; after the hanging flower gate, there is an inner yard surrounded by the east and west wing rooms and the main room of the main room; and between the main room and the rear cover room, there is a With a small backyard.

"37 middle clothes!"

Right now in the front yard, Laishun was squatting beside a large wooden box, trying to count the clothes inside: "Eight pieces with fleece long sleeves, twelve pieces with regular long sleeves, ten pieces with short sleeves, and a pair of fronts. Seven vests."

"Why is this still out of order?!"

As soon as Laishun's voice fell, Laozi Che urged him not far away: "Go and ask inside, if there is anything left, and if it doesn't, take out one!"

Zhao'er on the side responded, leaned half of her body into the inner courtyard, and shouted at the top of her throat.

Taking advantage of the check in the inner yard, Laishun stood up and straightened his spine, hitting his lower back with his backhand, while watching the chaos in the yard.

Today, in this small front yard, not only are there more than ten servants, but there are also twenty large boxes, which are all prepared for Jia Lian to go south to Yangzhou.

That's it, the inner courtyard is still sending things out!
"Be good!"

Laishun couldn't help but said: "If you want to do it like this, I'm afraid that the second master will have to take thirty or forty big boxes on the road in the end?"

"Where!"

Long'er, who was sorting his boots next to him, turned his face and smiled at him: "Wait for Uncle Wang to report, grandma will probably have to add some more scraps, and they will be carried to the front yard tomorrow, and they will have to be put together with the ones prepared by the master and wife. place."

"In addition to Miss Lin's luggage, as well as the gifts for my aunt from various places, the inside and outside are added together. Where can I put thirty or forty boxes?!"

ok~
It's just a trip away, the whole thing is more lively than demolition!
Seeing that three large boxes were carried out from the inner courtyard, the two of them didn't care about chatting any more, they hurried forward and put them into different categories, and then opened them for verification and screening.

Laishun took stock of another box of socks, and was about to turn his head and take out one of the pair of waistcoats, in order to make a pair of good things, six or six greatshun.

He heard a familiar voice behind him and asked, "Where's Uncle Lai Wang?"

Laishun looked up and saw that there was no sign of his father in the courtyard, so he turned his head and said, "I'm still here just now, maybe there's something going on, sister Ping'er, are you looking for my father?"

"It's the same thing I told you."

As Ping'er said that, she gave Laishun a wink and turned to go under the relatively clean door.

Laishun was also busy following up.

Just standing in front of her, Ping'er handed over a handkerchief: "It's such a cold day, don't say wipe the sweat, you will suffer if you catch a cold."

Laishun was also not polite to her. Hehe smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then put the fragrant handkerchief in his palm, and said shamelessly, "When I wash it, return it to my sister."

Ping'er glared at Laishun and spread out Yingyu's small hand in front of him, with no intention of compromising.

In the end, Laishun had to return the veil angrily.

Ping'er then said again: "On the Wang family's side, it is still up to the master to decide, so grandma intends to let the second master take two pneumatic tires to the south, and find a chance to practice in front of the master."

After a pause, he added: "I'm not sure, but I want you to go south with you to help the second master take care of this."

"I also need to go?!"

Laishun was surprised at first, and then looked forward to it.

Now that he is staying in the capital, he can't find a way to escape for a while. Maybe he can go to the south, what can he gain unexpectedly.

Even if there is no windfall, it is always a good thing to be able to temporarily get rid of the shackles of the Rongguo Mansion.

"Don't get too happy too soon."

Seeing his happy face, Ping'er straightened his face and taught a lesson: "I asked you to follow, it's a serious errand, not for you to play! Besides, although grandma has this idea, the second master may not be willing to. bring you."

…………

Ping'er guessed wrong this time. In fact, Wang Xifeng's favorite candidate was not Laishun, but his Laozi Laiwang.

In the Dongwu dormitory, she sat sideways on the bunk bed, flipping through the list of medicinal herbs in the treasury, and said to Jia Lian, "Xing'er and Zhao'er are still young boys, and they are very sloppy on weekdays. , let them follow you south, I really can't worry, let Laiwang follow you."

Hearing this, Jia Lian's face was bitter. He had heard about the prosperity of Jiangnan for a long time, and this time he was eager to see it, but why would he want to bring another 'supervisor' on the road?
Immediately he said: "How did this happen, isn't your business still pointing at him?"

"There's nothing wrong."

Wang Xifeng gave him a watery sidelong glance, and rarely softened her posture, and said coquettishly, "No matter how you make money, it doesn't matter as much as you."

"Miss~!"

Jia Lian immediately softened and called out as if singing a play, stepped forward and grabbed Xifeng's fragrant shoulder, and opened her mouth to answer the matter.

But thinking of his secret thoughts, he hurriedly changed his words and said, "Don't worry, Director Lai has specially selected two competent stewards and is going to accompany me south to Yangzhou. They will take care of everything by then. Just order a Mao in front of my uncle every day."

Hearing that the manor had already made arrangements, Wang Xifeng was relieved a little, but then she was a little puzzled: "Speaking of Director Lai, I heard that the reason why the old lady specially ordered you this time was also his initiative? "

"Even if he doesn't mention it, it should be me."

Jia Lian smiled and said: "Actually, going south this time involves quite a lot. My uncle said that he wanted to pick up Sister Lin for a reunion, but it actually meant that he would be caring for an orphan on his deathbed. It's not easy for the master and the second uncle to leave Beijing, and who else is more suitable than me to go there. What about this reassurance pill?"

Seeing his complacent look, Wang Xifeng immediately became suspicious, sat up straight, stared at Jia Lian and said, "Looking at you complacent, it seems like some kind of beautiful business, do you want to find it in the south? A beauty from a water town, how can you take care of my lack?!"

"You said that!"

Jia Lian's frightened soul flew away, hurriedly hugged her tightly, and said with a vow to the sky: "What water town beauty, where is half your finger?! Besides, do you still need to go to the south to find this water town?"

As he spoke, he leaned into her ear and said a few words that were indistinguishable.

Sister Feng immediately blushed with shame, hurriedly shoved him away, and spat: "If you dare to talk again, I won't tear your mouth apart!"

Jia Lian smiled shamelessly, and after a while he pretended to be mysterious: "It's not a beautiful difference, but this time going south is really good!"

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said, "That Yan Zheng is a first-class fat man, and my uncle has only Sister Lin..."

"You mean."

Wang Xifeng's phoenix eyes suddenly lit up: "Uncle wants to entrust the family property to our family?!"

"Humph!"

Jia Lian hummed proudly, then raised her chest and folded her stomach and said, "Master, I'm back in Yangzhou, I'm afraid it may not make less money than your business!"

Wang Xifeng couldn't see him being so complacent, especially when he compared it with his own business, so he poured cold water and said, "No matter how much you earn, it is entrusted to the government, not our own!"

After a pause, she couldn't help but exclaim: "If you get the money in private, you might as well send someone back to Beijing, so I can make some money."

Jia Lian was full of responses, and the two were tired and crooked again.

The parting is imminent, the fault is that Jia Lian just sold all his strength yesterday, and now he has a lack of stamina, I am afraid that the two of them will not care about the sky and the sun.

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(End of this chapter)