After giving up Baiyueguang: I found that my husband had turned black

After all, he must be an old man.

An Hongshao thought for a moment, "I'll go over and take a look."

If it was really good, An Hongshao wouldn't mind sending another craftsman there, but if they were asked to learn the craftsmanship, it would be the shop that paid the big price, so An Hongshao would have to be discerning himself.

Hearing that An Hongshao was about to go out, Dongqing quickly stopped her, "Madam, the shopkeeper will handle this matter."

No matter how much money you spend, it's not as important as An Hongshao's belly.

The shopkeeper didn't know what happened to the Lian family, nor did he know that An Hongshao was pregnant. Hearing Dongqing stop An Hongshao, he was a little surprised.

He had been dealing with An Hongshao for more than half a year. He knew that this owner wanted to start a business, so he naturally took it seriously. Why did he suddenly let it go?
Of course, it doesn't matter what the shopkeeper does. If you just want to maintain the status quo, then just do what you did in the past. If you're a regular shopkeeper, you'll have peace of mind and you'll get a lot of money.

"Okay, I know it well." An Hongshao waved her hand and told Dongqing to just make arrangements.

She is pregnant, but she is not disabled. How can she not leave the house without leaving the door?
Speaking of this, Aunt Bao should be back soon. When she comes back, she should go to class again. Is it possible that she can do nothing for these ten months, just like raising a useless person?
If there was something wrong with his health, An Hongshao would naturally not hide his illness and hold on to himself. But if there was nothing wrong with his body, even the doctor would have told him that as long as he did not do any major movements, it would be fine.

Then there is no need for her to be like a useless person.

However, Dongqing was careful. There were many mattresses inside the carriage, so as not to hurt An Hongshao due to the bumps.Originally, she wanted to put a blanket on it, but she decided against it because it was hot and stuffy.

Of course, there were many servants guarding An Hongshao, so they naturally had to protect An Hongshao.

Before leaving, Dongqing also gave Li a message, telling her not to worry about herself.

When he walked to the road, he saw many people cleaning. An Hongshao asked the shopkeeper curiously, and then he realized that the champion was parading around the street, and everyone was waiting to see the champion.

"I didn't expect that I could join in the fun." An Hongshao joked with a smile.

I heard that the current No. [-] Scholar wants to wear a hairpin on his head and become a handsome celebrity.

"How can Madam be like those young ladies who have not yet left the government? They are so lively and curious." In the carriage, Dongqing's eyes were on An Hongshao's belly. What's so good about the No. [-] Scholar? No matter how powerful the No. [-] Scholar is, he wants to be a third-rank official. It will take several years for him to be in the position.

Whether his uncle is a fan-famed scholar or a battlefield general, An Hongshao can be whatever he wants to be, even as expected.

An Hongshao just said it casually. Listening to Dongqing's words, he clicked his tongue twice, "Okay, okay, no one can compare to our second master."

Dongqing was still thinking about saying something, but she had already arrived, so she raised the curtain and jumped down first to help An Hongshao down.

An Hongshao went directly to the inner room. There were lounge chairs inside where he could sit, so An Hongshao wouldn't be tired. There was a screen in front of him, and a young man was guarding the screen outside, so it was very safe.

After watching An Hongshao rest, the shopkeeper went to get the pattern of Chang Gong's carving. If An Hongshao could like it, he would ask someone to come over and see An Hongshao.

Maybe An Hongshao can decide now and send him to learn the craft.

While waiting for others, An Hongshao asked Dongqing to open the window, "Do you know who the number one scholar is?"

After the results were released, he only cared about a few young men in his family. In addition, due to the incident in the court, An Hongshao didn't even pay attention to who the number one scholar was, and he didn't know whether this man would be Li Yuyin's ideal husband.

Dongqing knew about this, and everyone below had spread the news. This year's number one scholar was from Longxi, and his family had made military exploits.Of course, once the results are released, everyone will be more concerned about the marriage of the top pick.It's a pity that our No. [-] scholar is twenty-three years old this year and has already married a wife at home.

This year's second-place finisher is three years older than the top pick, and has many children. He is the son of the Du family in Jincheng, and his family has produced three Jinshi scholars. It is also considered a local scholarly family.Therefore, everyone focused more attention on Pan Zeyu, the third most beautiful girl. Although he was young, he could be said to be a noble son from a poor family.

"I didn't expect that the ancestral graves of the Pan family would be covered in smoke." As for the things Pan Zeyu did in the past, even the number one scholar Dongqing looked down on him, let alone being the top pick.

He just lamented that he was just lucky enough to fly to the branches again after falling into the dust.

Unlucky thing!
Originally, An Hongshao came out just to get some fresh air. It was somewhat boring to stay at home all day long. If he came out to hear something new, he would never be spared!

Just at this moment, the shopkeeper came in.

Bring the things that the guy carved here in baskets.

An Hongshao doesn't know these craftsmanship, but he has seen them before. After seeing them more, he will naturally know the goods.

Naturally, this guy's carving is not of the highest quality, but it's really nice to see it done like this.An Hongshao flipped through it casually, "There is indeed some talent in him."

After An Hongshao finished reading, he asked Dongqing to bring a basin over, washed his hands carefully, and asked the shopkeeper to put the basket aside, "What did he do originally?"

The shopkeeper put down the basket and stood up straight. He said that he was doing ordinary labor work before, but because he was young and had to rush the work, he was transferred here.

Unexpectedly, it was also the opportunity of the other party. After only a few days of watching, I was able to polish it with a kitchen knife at home and make these.

It is not easy.

An Hongshao chuckled lightly after hearing this and didn't say much.

"He is waiting outside now. Would you like to take a look at it?" The shopkeeper couldn't see An Hongshao's anger or anger. He always felt that the more we interacted with him, the more sophisticated An Hongshao was in his work, making it difficult for people to understand. .

An Hongshao nodded and hummed, sat down again, raised his hand and asked the shopkeeper to call someone.

Through the screen, An Hongshao saw that he was indeed a young man. He was tall and could do hard work.

"The villain has met my boss." The other party said, kneeling directly on the ground.

Because he is young, his voice sounds loud and clear.

An Hongshao didn't let anyone get up, "Did you make everything in the basket?"

"I carved some in my spare time." Although the other party lowered his head, he could hear the pride in his voice.

Look, I'm quite confident.

"What kind of wood are they carved from?" An Hongshao became more and more lazy and indifferent, even speaking every word he asked slowly.

The waiter thought that An Hongshao would be like the shopkeeper. He was very happy and excited when he saw it. His attitude was so cold, which made the waiter regain some sense and his attitude became more cautious than before. "When I go back to my boss's house, it's all poplar wood." , pine wood, some unused sawn wood.”

He didn't pick at all. When the wood was soft, he would use less force when carving. When the wood was hard, he would sharpen the knife to make it sharper.

After hearing this answer, An Hongshao chuckled, "So, where does the agarwood fragrance above come from?"