Raising husband in Zhai Douwen

The next day, Yang Jiming went to Baojun's pawn shop, and not only met the shopkeeper Lu, but also met someone who had met once.

Shopkeeper Lu greeted Yang Jiming with a smile: "Young Master Yang is here, what are you going to do this time? I'll give you a good price."

Yang Jiming glanced at the person who arrived first, and said, "Shopkeeper Lu, you should do your work first."

Lu Zixi glanced at Yang Jiming in embarrassment, and said, "Boss, I'll come back another day." After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry.

Yang Jiming said casually in doubt: "Why did he run away when he saw me?"

"These scholars can't save face. Isn't it because they are short of money to use it as something? It's a big deal, but Yang Sanshao can take it easy." Lu shopkeeper said while pouring tea again.

"Shopkeeper Lu, I'm here to ask you to hold your eyes today." Yang Jiming took out a black oriental bead.

Immediately, shopkeeper Lu's eyes lit up, and he carefully took Dongzhu from Yang Jiming's hand to look at it, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Young Master Yang, where did you get this thing?" Shopkeeper Lu looked at Yang Jiming meaningfully.

"Shopkeeper Lu, don't care where I got it, just see how much it's worth."

Shopkeeper Lu stretched out three fingers.

Yang Jiming smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Lu, you just said you would give me a good price, so don't turn around and pretend that I'm an outsider."

Shopkeeper Lu chuckled lightly and said, "San Shao Yang, you have a lot of background in this item and it's not easy to sell it, so the price has to be discounted."

"Oh? Shopkeeper Lu knows the origin of this thing."

"Don't you know what Young Master Yang brought out?"

"I only know that shopkeeper Lu is not kind." Yang Jiming took Dongzhu back from shopkeeper Lu's hand, and got up to leave.

Shopkeeper Lu was taken aback, and quickly stopped him, saying: "Young Master Yang wronged me for what he said, let's talk again."

"Shopkeeper Lu, what else can we talk about?"

"How about it, Young Master Yang, three thousand five hundred taels."

"I'm going to look elsewhere"

"Three thousand and four hundred taels."

Yang Jiming lifted his foot and walked away.

"4000 taels, no, 5000 taels!" Shopkeeper Lu shouted the price with his eyes closed, feeling pain in his flesh and heart. "Yang Sanshao, the price of 5000 taels is not low."

Yang Jiming grinned and said, "How valuable is this bead? I have several wedding presents, and you only estimated it at a total of more than 400 taels."

"Can those things compare with this one? I'm afraid there may not be a few of them in the palace with such a big black east bead."

Yang Jiming smiled, and said pointedly: "I know a lot."

Shopkeeper Lu said with a sly smile, "This is what I eat, and I have received several good things recently."

"What good thing? Take it out and have a look." Yang Jiming said in good spirits.

Shopkeeper Lu hesitated for a moment, and said: "Okay, Young Master Yang, please follow me to the back hall to talk."

Shopkeeper Lu ordered the staff to keep an eye on the store, led Yang Jiming to the back hall, and then took out the things from the locked cabinet.

Immediately, Yang Jiming was stunned, and quickly took a closer look at those things.

Although he is a layman, he has been looking at the tributes in the dirt for so long, and learned a little bit from the old man. Now when he sees these things again, he can't help guessing that they are also tributes.

Shopkeeper Lu said mysteriously: "Young Master Yang, these are all good things. I don't show them to ordinary people."

"It looks good, a good thing." Yang Jiming showed an outsider's attire like an expert.

Shopkeeper Lu snickered and said, "A thousand gold is hard to find."

"Where did all this come from?"

"Someone put it on consignment for me."

"Who is it?"

Shopkeeper Lu chuckled, "I can't tell you that."

Yang Jiming snorted and said, "Shopkeeper Lu, are you still afraid that I will go directly to the seller?"

"How can it be? It's really hard to say."

Yang Jiming snorted coldly, and said displeasedly: "It's fine if you don't say anything, Dongzhu won't sell you anymore."

"Don't mind me, I actually promised someone to keep it a secret."

"Shopkeeper Lu treats me like an outsider."

Shopkeeper Lu frowned and hesitated for a few seconds, then seemed to have made a great determination, and said, "Okay, let me tell you. The consignor is from the palace."

Yang Jiming was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Are you sure?"

"Although that man made some disguises, my old Lu has countless people, and my ability to judge people is no worse than that of Jianbao. The fake beard glued on, and that voice, can't fool me." Shopkeeper Lu was inexplicably proud.

"I see. I just remembered that I still have something urgent to deal with. I'll come to you sometime." Before he finished speaking, Yang Jiming left in a hurry.

"Hey, that Dongzhu..." Shopkeeper Lu said anxiously, wanting to chase him out, but he had to put back the things he took out first, so he could only watch Yang Jiming leave helplessly.

After Yang Jiming left Baojun's pawn shop, he hurried back to the Yamen to report the matter to Xu Yihuan.

Before he went out this morning, Shang Jiayan told him to lure shopkeeper Lu with something good, not to explain everything honestly like asking Lao Bubai.

Sure enough, he really got the news from shopkeeper Lu.

After Xu Yihuan listened to Yang Jiming's report, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "Don't worry about the tribute for now, try to find clues about the murderer from other directions."

"Yes." Yang Jiming was temporarily relieved.

After leaving the Yamen, as soon as he returned to the mansion, Fuquan ran over and said, "Master, the fourth master's family has returned, and the young lady wants you to change into ordinary clothes and go to Fuxitang."

"Jing Shuo is also in Fuxitang?"

"It's all there. The old lady ordered us to have dinner together at Fuxitang today."

"I see."

Yang Jiming went back to his house, changed his clothes and went to Fuxitang.

Far away outside, he heard laughter and laughter from Fuxitang.

Yang Jiming walked into the main room, went up to say hello to the elders, and then walked to Shang Jiayan and sat down.

Yang Zhengpeng said with a loud smile, "I haven't seen him for more than half a year. It seems that Ji Ming has grown taller and improved."

The old lady smiled and said: "He, he has a family and a career, so he must make progress."

Yang Jiming smiled naively, but didn't answer the words.

The fourth wife Luo Shi said with a smile: "If you want me to tell you, this is the credit of the third young lady, who is very popular with our family Ji Ming."

Shang Jiayan said with a shallow smile, "My aunt made fun of you."

Yang Jiming continued to smile foolishly without making a sound.

There are three tables for dinner, the masters and wives sit at a table with the old lady, the young masters and wives sit at a table, and the ladies sit at a table alone.

At the dinner table, Shang Jiayan glanced lightly at Yang Jiming.

Yang Jiming's heart trembled, and he concentrated on preparing vegetables for him.

The sixth young master of the fourth room, Yang Chen, couldn't help but said, "Why does the third brother really look like a different person, and is he so afraid of the third sister-in-law?"

Yang Jiming gave him a sideways look, "I'm pampering your third sister-in-law."

Yang Chen rolled his eyes, "Is the third brother worthless, or is the third sister-in-law like a tigress?"

"Stinky boy, you want to be beaten!" Yang Jiming's eyes widened angrily, wanting to teach this cousin a lesson.

Yang Boying frowned slightly, "Eat well while eating, what's the trouble?"

Yang Chen snorted, glanced at Yang Jiming and Shang Jiayan with disdain, and continued to eat.

Shang Jiayan put a piece of braised pork ribs into Yang Jiming's bowl, "You are an older brother, my younger brother is foolish and ignorant, so don't argue with him."

"I listen to my wife." Yang Jiming raised a big smile, picked up a piece of meat from the belly of the fish, picked off the big fishbone, and put the fish meat into Shang Jiayan's bowl.

Yang Chen snorted disdainfully, but because of Yang Boying's cold face, he didn't choke.

Both the First Young Madam and the Second Young Madam couldn't help but look at Shang Jiayan, one was watching a good show, and the other was a little worried for him.

While enjoying Yang Jiming's caring care, Shang Jiayan quietly observed other people's reactions.

After eating, Yang Jiming and Shang Jiayan left.

Yang Jiming said to Shang Jiayan: "That boy Yang Chen has been spoiled by his four uncles and aunts since he was a child, if he dares to speak rudely, he will be taught a lesson."

Shang Jiayan laughed and said: "He is the son of Si Fang, you, a bastard, really dare to teach him a lesson."

Yang Jiming chuckled and said, "Because I'm a concubine, my title and family property have nothing to do with me. Instead, I can do whatever I want. It's fine for my elder brother to educate my younger brother. However, among my aunts, my fourth aunt is the most Powerful, with the most means, my aunt always reminded me to avoid her as much as possible."

Shang Jiayan groaned slightly, recalling the words and deeds of the Fourth Madam today, he had a general understanding in his heart.

"When it comes to money, I remembered to ask, how much property do you have in total, and when will you tell me?"

Yang Jiming rubbed his nose resentfully, and said pitifully, "I only have the monthly salary from the mansion and the wages of an errand, and I haven't saved any money."

After he got married, Shang Jiayan sent people to pick up his regular silver for the past few months, and his salary was only enough for him to eat and drink casually outside.

Shang Jiayan frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Yang Jiming said nervously: "Jing Shuo, you don't think I'm poor, do you?"

Shang Jiayan was thinking about how to increase their own income, so he didn't pay attention to what Yang Jiming said.

Yang Jiming hugged him fiercely, and said seriously: "Jing Shuo, don't worry, I will find a way to make money to support you."

Shang Jiayan was interrupted from thinking by him, so he asked, "How do you make money?"

"Do a little business."

"what business?"

"Wine."

"Huh? How did you think of making wine?"

"Most of the alcohol sold in taverns now is not high in alcohol, oh, it is not very strong. I can try to make spirits." Things have been delayed and not done.

Shang Jia said that he was not good at drinking, nor did he know how to drink. "Do you need me to help you find a few winemakers first?" No matter what, as long as the husband is doing something serious, he is willing to support it.After all, they are not really poor.

"I can find it myself. Jing Shuo, give me some more time, and I will prove to you that I can afford you and our future children."

Looking at his nervous appearance, Shang Jiayan couldn't help but slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Okay."

Yang Jiming buried his head between his neck and rubbed it, put his hand on his stomach and touched it lightly, and said in a low voice: "Is there already our child here?"

Shang Jiayan sighed slightly, "Did you forget that we only went to see the doctor?"

Yang Jiming came to his senses, "So you wanted to see this that day."

Shang Jiayan slightly turned his head in embarrassment.

Yang Jiming said seriously: "Every few days, a doctor will come to the mansion to ask for the pulse of the old lady and sister-in-law. Let's see it once or twice a month."

"It's good to see a doctor, it's not good if someone gossips about it." This is also the reason why he went out to see a doctor last time.

Yang Jiming said: "Just say I have a headache, or I have insomnia at night, just make up any reason."

Shang Jiayan hesitated and nodded slightly.