The heavens from Bailuyuan

Chapter 19
Before he got home, Bai Gui bumped into Bai Youde who came out to look for him.

"Where did you get the lantern?"

The first time he saw Bai Gui, the joy on Bai Youde's face turned into a stern one, "Didn't your husband teach you? Taking without asking is stealing, return this lantern to the gatehouse of the ancestral hall immediately. "

He saw that it was the jujube wood red lantern used by the lame old man in the ancestral hall.

"Uncle Gouwa lent it to E. He said that it was not safe for E to come out of school too late, so he lent the lantern to E." Bai Gui was not surprised by Bai Youde's fuss, and blamed him,

Long-term workers like Bai Youde are often looked down upon.

People are going to be poor and have no ability, even dogs hate it.

The "goodwill" he encountered now is probably one of the few in Bai Youde's life.

This is similar to the fact that some children from poor families in the previous life had toys that were far beyond his class, and they were not considered stolen. It is a strange thing.

"Really?" Bai Youde's tense face relaxed, he turned around, led the way in front, and said as he walked: "Today, the young master came home and told the master that you were given a copybook by the master, and the master also praised you He is a man who can learn his skills, so he asked the dining room to slaughter an old hen, and made chicken soup for our family, saying that he would add face to the Lu family."

"The master also said that from now on your Shu Xiu will be taken care of by the Lu family."

"Every day, you eat and drink with the eldest and second young masters. You can eat whatever the two young masters eat. This is the kindness that the Lu family gave to our family. You have to write it down and repay it later."

"I went to the two young masters, remember not to say or do wrong things, to be annoying."

Bai Youde froze, and waited in the snow for two or three hours. Even if he stomped his feet, he felt the soles of his feet and his body were icy cold. He took out the pipe of the water gun from his pocket, lit it with a fire, took a puff, and suddenly I feel warmer.

He thought it was a good thing.

Shu Xiu, he couldn't afford it, Lu Zilin told him about it tonight, he was very happy.

Now the long-term workers and servants of the Lu family envy him for having a good baby.

From now on, when the two young masters of the Lu family grow up and take power, based on the friendship between the two young masters and Bai Gui, Bai Gui will be the accountant and housekeeper of the Lu family in the future.

Push open the door.

After entering the kang, Bai Youde took out the hen soup that was heating up on the stove. It was a big ceramic pot, made of blue and white porcelain, whiter than snowflakes on the snow, with a layer of fat floating on the chicken soup, yellow and orange. Very attractive.

"Don't drink."

Pausing, Bai Gui brushed off the snowflakes on his shoulders.

Layers of snowflakes fell to the ground, soaking the ground.

He was wearing three layers, two layers of spring and summer thin shirts inside, and linen clothes outside.There is a brazier in the school, but it is not too cold, and it is [-] steps away from home, so there is no need to prepare winter clothes.

"Why don't you drink it? This hen has been raised for five or six years, and it smells delicious!"

Bai Youde was stunned for a moment, puzzled.

He suddenly felt a little bad, a little helpless.

The hen soup that has been boiled for a long time is hot. I don't know whether to put it or hold it in my hand to warm my body.

"Drinking the hen soup from the Lu family, you are a member of the Lu family. If you take Shu Xiu from the Lu family, you will really become the schoolboy of the two young masters. You are under the control of others. This is impossible!"

Bai Gui shook his head firmly.

After taking Shu Xiu, he will definitely be under the control of the Lu family in the future.He didn't say that he took the Lu family's money for nothing, but instead ignored the Lu family.This is a white-eyed wolf, and his reputation will be ruined.

Looking at the helpless Bai Youde, Bai Gui softened his face and said softly, "Dad, do you think Master is a good person?"

Is master Lu Zilin a good person?

This time, Bai Youde was fooled by the question. If Lu Zilin is a good person, that’s true. The Lu family’s wages are paid on time, and they are never underpaid. Every year when they harvest wheat, corn and corn, they can eat a few times. dry.

Among all the wealthy families, the Lu family can be regarded as a good one.

But in his heart, Bai Youde, like Liu Mouer, thinks that Lu Zilin is a wicked master, not a good thing.He kicked the doors of all the widows in these households in Bailu Village.Although it saved the widow's life for a while, it also ruined the widow's chastity.

Kicking the widow's door at night is one of the four wicked things!

Looking at Bai Youde's expression, Bai Gui also probably figured out Bai Youde's mind. Knowing his father, Mo Ruozi, he pondered for a while, and said, "Dad, why do you think Mr. left the forehead for so long to teach the scriptures? If you learn Confucian classics, you will be able to take the imperial examination. My husband said that you are the smartest person in the school, and you can become a scholar... But if you become a servant, you will not even be qualified to take the imperial examination. I just want to talk to you about this, move out of the Lu family !"

It is true that servants are not eligible to take the imperial examination.

But the long-term worker is actually only in a contractual relationship with the master, not a real servant.

"What?"

"Scholar?"

Bai Youde thought about it, he put down the porcelain pot containing the hen soup, and wandered back and forth for a while. This determination is not easy to take. His family can count on the Lu family to make a living. Once they run out of food, they will starve to death.

But to become a scholar, is to shine on the lintel.

Even if Bai Youde died and went to hell, he would still have the face to meet his ancestors.

"I still have a few taels of silver for selling mountain goods, which is enough to support..."

Bai Gui took out a few taels of silver from his pocket.

The price of modern silver is low, only three or four yuan per gram, but in the Qing Dynasty, one tael of silver was about 37 grams, which means that one tael of silver was converted into more than 100 yuan, and the money on Baigui's body could be exchanged for at least three 40 taels of silver.

Looking at the money in Bai Gui's hands, Bai Youde felt confident, "Okay, at worst, I will become a Mackerel next year, and I can save a few months of food and make money."

A few taels of silver, if you live frugally, are enough for a year of chewing.

Although it's a bit unkind to say that it's unfair to be an employee of Lu's family, the Lu family has not treated him badly these years, but for Bai Gui's future, this risk is worth taking.

Spread out a piece of bamboo paper, and use a pebble as a ballast to hold down one corner.

The air was bitingly cold, Bai Gui breathed a sigh of relief towards the palms of both hands, and gently ground a small piece of pine smoke ink with his hands. There is no finished ink for sale these days, but you need to grind it yourself.

Zishui County is close to the Qinling Mountains, and the Qinling Mountains are full of pine trees, and there are many ink makers.

According to Ying Shao's "Han Guan Yi" in the Eastern Han Dynasty: "Shangshu Ling, Pu, Cheng, and Lang, the moon bestows a big ink for Yulu, and a small ink for Yulu."

And this Yumo is located in Qianyang County, Qin Province, near the Qinling Mountains.

Ink is divided into pine smoke ink and lampblack ink.Pine smoke ink is made of soot burned from pine trees. It is characterized by black color, poor gloss, and light gelatin. It is only suitable for writing.The lampblack ink is made of animal or vegetable oil, and its color is black and bright, such as Tongyan ink, which is mostly used in Chinese painting.

Bai Gui used cheap pine smoke ink. He didn't use the old pen that Xu Xiucai gave him this time. Instead, he took out a small script brush he bought, glued it with ink, and began to write and copy books.

A few days ago to build a castle, the village collected straw mats. Because Bai Youde was free on weekdays, he made straw mats for sale. After this, he had a lot of money to buy for Bai Gui in the town. A few pieces of pine smoke ink.

As for the book, he was too cash-strapped, it was too expensive, and he was not willing to buy it.

"Mr.'s old book is much better than other people's new books. The new book doesn't have notes or notes written by him. I'm afraid this is also Mr.'s intention..."

Bai Gui opened the book and looked at the annotations written in petty lowercase letters, he couldn't help feeling even more grateful to Xu Xiucai.

Originally, it was late enough for evening school today, so it is not appropriate to copy books.

But in order to give Bai Youde confidence, Bai Gui could only hold the lamp and stay up all night without wasting any effort to study.

　Dear readers, don’t keep books, today’s recommendation votes are too low, you must follow up, the taper is not enough to even test the waters.

　　


(End of this chapter)