After being kicked out of the house, I was married back

Qi Zhinian waited outside the watch for more than a quarter of an hour before opening the door again, this time it was Lang Yue and Qing Feng who came out together.

There was no way, they were both young and not tall enough, and there were two big loads of medicine in them, and it was impossible for one person to carry them.Qi Zhinian heard the sound of the door, and was about to thank him again, when he saw the two big burdens that were so tall that they blocked the little Taoist boy's face, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Seeing that he didn't move, Qingfeng was dissatisfied: "Don't look stupid, come and help!"

Qi Zhinian quickly came back to his senses, and immediately stepped forward to take the big burden from him.

He almost couldn't hold it in his hands. Xiaodao was young when he was a child, he practiced martial arts and meditated every day, but his physique was much stronger than Qi Zhinian's. The baggage was full and heavy, and Xiaodaotong could handle it. He was really You may not be able to move it!

Qi Zhinian hugged him tightly, tried to stand up straight, looked at the burden in his arms, and looked at the little Taoist boy in front of him, and asked: "Little Taoist priest, is this too much? If you give it all to me, the people nearby how?"

After all, Qi Zhinian grew up in that kind of environment. Even at this time, the concept of "not competing with the people" is still engraved in his mind.

Qingfeng akimbo: "Come on, you take care of yourself first! The people around you don't need to worry about you!"

Qi Zhinian's face turned red, and then he remembered his current situation again, and he thanked: "Xiao Daoist, thank you very much."

Qingfeng helped to hug the bundle in Langyue's hand, Langyue exhaled and showed her face: "You should thank our temple master, this bundle contains century-old ginseng!"

"what--"

Qi Zhinian was very surprised. Even when he was in the British government, Jiang Qiniang only ate some 20-50-year-old ginseng. He subconsciously handed back the burden and shook his head again and again: "Xiao Daoist, this is too precious. I can't ask for it, just give me some common medicine."

"It's what our lord—the lord of the temple gave, so there's no reason to take it back? If you're sorry, just read a few more words from the lord of the temple in your heart!" Langyue didn't wait for him to say more, and put another burden on her shoulders. To him, "It's done, take it quickly, it's not easy to go up this mountain!"

Qi Zhinian didn't have a hand to pick it up, and asked again: "Little Daoist, may I meet your temple master? I want to thank him face to face."

"Would it be possible for us to see the Lord if you want to see it?"

"I—" Qi Zhinian wanted to say more.

Qingfeng also came forward, gesticulating and said: "Your small body may not be able to hold it, let us help you tie this to your back."

After speaking, together with Lang Yue, he quickly tied the burden on him.

Qi Zhinian is not good at words, he has a lot of grateful things to say in his heart, but he doesn't know how to say them. Qingfeng and Langyue clapped their hands and pointed to a place not far away: "There is a small wooden house for going up and down the mountain. There are many people resting their feet, I am afraid there is no one at this time, you go there to deal with it for one night, and then go down the mountain after dawn!"

He said again: "Be careful when you go down the mountain, don't be robbed! These two bags of yours alone are worth a hundred gold!"

Qi Zhinian can't speak, and the two of them are too good at talking, Qi Zhinian has no chance to speak, fearing that he will refuse again, Qingfeng simply pushed him: "Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, without giving Qi Zhinian time to react, the two of them stomped their feet, yelled a few times, and got into the Taoist temple with a "whoosh" and closed the door again.

The Taoist temple returned to silence.

Qi Zhinian stood blankly at the door. In the past, he had countless ways to express his gratitude, but now he has nothing in his hands, and he can't give any return for this kindness.He took two steps back, even though there was no one in front of him, he still made a deep bow.

After getting up, he turned his head and went down the mountain, vowing in his heart that as long as there is a chance in the future, he will repay these kind Taoist priests and temple masters.

Speaking of Daoist, I can't help but think of the elder brother of Daoist who practiced sword in the plum forest.

He turned his head and looked at the Wuming Temple that had gradually faded away from his field of vision, feeling in his heart that it is indeed a Taoist temple that even His Majesty treats preferentially, even the gods in the sky are nothing more than that.

According to Xiao Daotong's words, Qi Zhinian found the small wooden house. There was a charcoal basin and a small wooden bed inside.

Qi Zhinian didn't sleep, and he couldn't sleep with such a valuable thing at hand, so he simply lit the charcoal basin, sat close to the charcoal basin, and ate another bun.

When he arrived at Mao, because it was on the mountain, the sky was already white. He put out the charcoal basin, tied his burden tightly, and then went down the mountain and returned to the city.

Lang Yue and the others were extra careful when they packed Qi Zhinian's medicine, they used very common fabrics, and Qi Zhinian was dressed in tatters, and he couldn't see his face when he lowered his head all the way. It seems that he picked up some rags and came back, but no one is really interested in the things on his back.

He returned to the city smoothly. As the Chinese New Year was approaching, early in the morning, the city gates were full of people waiting to enter the city. It was very lively. Qi Zhinian didn't have time to watch the excitement, so he hurried home. Just arrived at the entrance of the alley.

"Brother Jiang!" Widow Lin put down the tofu stand next door and strode over, "You are back! Your grandma has been worrying all night! She almost went out of the city to look for you! We finally stopped him." I told you that you must be fine!"

They didn't know the relationship between these three people, and they only thought that Nanny Fan was Qi Zhinian's grandmother, and Qi Zhinian also called himself Jiang, after all, he didn't know what his surname should be, and what he should be called.

"I went to the mountain to ask for medicine, but it was too late." Qi Zhinian was very anxious, and he knew that Nanny Fan must be very anxious.

"Go back! They are waiting!"

"Thank you, Auntie!" Qi Zhinian quickened his pace and quickly pushed the door open. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mammy Fan rushed out. Seeing that it was him, she almost fell down in tears. It hurts so much to go up the mountain alone.

Qi Zhinian was very energetic, after this trip, he felt that he was more sensible, he patted Nanny Fan on the shoulder, and said softly: "Mommy, I am back, I brought back a lot of medicine, Hurry up and boil it for mother."

"Okay, okay——" Mother Fan responded in repeated voices.

Lin Xiuxiu walked out of the next door in the main room, Qi Zhinian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Miss Lin."

Lin Xiuxiu smiled shyly, Mother Fan wiped away her tears, and said gratefully: "Miss Lin came to deliver the tofu nao this morning, it's still hot."

"If it wasn't for the steamed buns made by my aunt on the mountain at night, I really wouldn't be able to make it through. Miss Lin, since we came here, it's thanks to you and my aunt for taking care of me." Qi Zhinian solemnly thanked her.

Lin Xiuxiu hid half of her body by the door, and whispered: "No, it's nothing... My house has a lot of tofu... I just by the way... Aren't we neighbors..."

Qi Zhinian showed her face, Lin Xiuxiu also hid her face behind the door, not daring to look at that little fairy's face anymore.

Qi Zhinian didn't continue to thank him, he kept the great kindness in his heart, and he was pretentious by talking too much. He also has no way to repay the care given by his neighbors at the moment. He has already made up his mind. Before leaving Kyoto, he went to help Aunt Lin make tofu and sell tofu every day!Do what you can!

Jiang Qiniang didn't have a serious illness. With so many tonics, especially the century-old ginseng, the priests made a lot of them, so they should eat sparingly, enough to last for at least three months!

The next day, Jiang Qiniang woke up again, although she couldn't speak yet, her face looked much better.

Qi Zhinian and Fan Nanny finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Qi Zhinian finally had the time to think about their future livelihood issues. They still had no money in hand, so they had to think of a way to increase income first.

He originally wanted to find a place to work in a study, at least to earn some money first, so he could get used to it.

Unexpectedly, the time is not coincidental, it happens to be just around the time of the Chinese New Year, and it is the time when every shop closes accounts, so how can they hire new people?Now Qi Zhinian has also learned how to go into the shop with a low face and ask directly, but several shopkeepers failed, but two shopkeepers saw that he was born so well, and after asking clearly, he was literate and could do arithmetic, so they were willing to recruit him to work later in the year .

Qi Zhinian was a little disappointed, so he could only go home first.

When he got home, he planned to go to Widow Lin's house next door to help them make tofu for sale tomorrow, when he met Lin Xiuxiu standing in front of the door pasting Spring Festival couplets.

For some reason, Lin Xiuxiu always wanted to hide when she saw him, and it was the same at this moment. She was sticking to the Spring Festival couplets, but when she saw him, she jumped off the stool and almost rushed into the room.

Qi Zhinian was a little embarrassing, and a little bit dumbfounded, wondering if he was that scary?

But he knew that Lin Xiuxiu was a kind-hearted girl, so he pretended not to notice, and greeted her with a smile: "Miss Lin, let me help you."

"...Thank you..." Lin Xiuxiu snorted.

Qi Zhinian walked forward unhurriedly, and took the brush from her hand.

It was just the most common way of brushing paste on the door. Lin Xiuxiu was dumbfounded again, and she couldn't describe it. She always felt that what he was holding was not a brush, but that she followed her mother to the academy to deliver tofu, and secretly picked it up from the window. The pens in the hands of those scholars writing at the table that I saw in the movie, no, he brushed the paste, even more beautiful and elegant than those scholars!

"Harmony produces wealth and wealth, and peace and prosperity will last forever." Qi Zhinian smiled and commented on the Spring Festival couplets in his hand, "It will definitely be like this in the coming year."

Lin Xiuxiu bowed her head, wrung her hands and said, "I can't read... The man who sells Spring Festival couplets knows that our family sells tofu, so he said this is suitable for our family." Then he pointed to the alley, "The one on the opposite side, you, if you I want to buy it too, but go there..."

Qi Zhinian smiled. In previous years, the Spring Festival couplets of the British government were all awarded by the palace.

All the meritorious and high-ranking officials in the court were like this, and they could all receive the Spring Festival couplets awarded by the palace, most of which were written by the princes themselves, showing His Majesty's grace and kindness.

The face of the British government is even greater, and His Majesty writes it personally every year.

As for the Spring Festival couplets on Qingyinju's gate, Qi Zhinian wrote them himself.

Every year at this time, Xiaoya Xiaosong and the others have already cut the paper and polished the ink. After he has written his own, he will also write to his mother, and also to the eldest princess, to... the British prince, the eldest princess I will use it when I am in a good mood, and I will praise him for a good writing during New Year greetings.

British male...never used.

Now that their mother is ill, and they encounter such a thing again, how can they still have the mood to write Spring Festival couplets.

Write Spring Festival couplets——

Qi Zhinian's hand stopped suddenly, Lin Xiuxiu was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Zhinian turned his head abruptly: "How much money did you pay for this pair of Spring Festival couplets?"

He stared straight at Lin Xiuxiu, Lin Xiuxiu couldn't bear the lethality of this face, she was completely stupid, stared at Qi Zhinian's face, and said dumbly: "Five, fifty..."

Fifty coins can buy five pieces of tofu and ten meat buns!

To be honest, the characters on this pair of Spring Festival couplets are still average, even so, a pair can sell for fifty coins!

Lin Xiuxiu thought he thought it was expensive, and explained: "It's very expensive, but it's only once a year..."

"Miss Lin, is there any more expensive one? How much can the most expensive one sell for?"

"Uncle's family has one hundred or five hundred coins, and they use better pens and inks. I heard people say that there are some big calligraphy and painting shops in the city, and the Spring Festival couplets they write even cost a tael of silver."

Qi Zhinian thought of a way to make money. In the past, my husband always said that calligraphy and painting were priceless. Now who cares?

Qi Zhinian did what he said, quickly helped Lin Xiuxiu put up the Spring Festival couplets, said hello and turned to go home.

He took out the remaining few hundred Wen, and moved a small table and a small box from home. Lin Xiuxiu followed, and when she learned that he was going to sell Spring Festival couplets, she was surprised: "Brother, you want to sell Spring Festival couplets? You can write ?”

Qi Zhinian was modest: "The writing is not very good, I just hope to earn some money to buy medicine for my mother."

Lin Xiuxiu believed his words, and really thought that his writing was not very good. In Lin Xiuxiu's mind, people who can write are the most powerful people, and it's not something ordinary people like them can do. She was very worried about Qi Zhi. In [-], he was afraid that the Spring Festival couplets he wrote would not be sold, so he offered to help him move the table.

Qi Zhinian just wanted to find out where there are cheap and easy-to-use pens and papers for sale. Regardless of the books he has read for so many years, how could he buy the pens, inks, papers and inkstones he used in the past?

Widow Lin knew that he was going to sell Spring Festival couplets, but she was very supportive, so he simply put the table next to Widow Lin's tofu stand, and then he hurried to buy paper and pens.

For just a few hundred Wen, you can buy twenty sheets of red paper, a small piece of ink, and the most common pen.

Qi Zhinian knew that it was not a good time to be particular about it, so he came back with a roll of paper and a pen, borrowed a small bowl from Widow Lin, melted the ink with warm water, spread it out and wrote.

When he was in the Duke's Mansion, Qi Zhinian had to write a hundred large characters every day. He hadn't written any words these days, and his hands hadn't grown. Instead, he felt excited. With a flick of his pen, a couple of Spring Festival couplets became .

Seeing him start to write, Widow Lin was curious and Lin Xiuxiu was worried, and they all stared at him closely. Later, even the tofu buyer came to see Qi Zhinian write Spring Festival couplets.

He wrote without pausing, and his writing was swift and swift, and when he finished writing, everyone who watched was stunned.

In the end, it was the person who bought the tofu and took a look at it first, and asked eagerly, "Brother, how do you sell this Spring Festival couplet?!"

Qi Zhinian hesitated a little, he really didn't think about how to set the price. He now has some concepts about money, but he doesn't have a complete understanding of the prices in Beijing and China. The calligraphy written by Qi Huai himself hangs in the lobby of the mansion, and even the calligraphy of the old Hanlin who taught him to read is far behind him.

According to Lin Xiuxiu, I don't know if he can sell this Spring Festival couplet for [-] Wen?

After all, he didn't see how well the Spring Festival couplets sold for one hundred coins were written, but they were still much better than those for fifty coins.

When he hesitated, the tofu buyer got anxious, thinking that he didn't want to sell it.

After all, it's written so well! !Not only is it good, but it is also extravagant!

This person works in the counting office of a wealthy family and has seen a lot of worldly experiences. The spring couplets bought by the master's family cost ten taels of silver, and the writing is not as good as this one!Yesterday when he was checking the accounts, he heard the owner complain that this year's Spring Festival couplets were not good, and the better ones were not available for purchase. If he bought this pair of Spring Festival couplets and gave them away, wouldn't he gain face?

He opened his mouth and asked, "Can you sell it for ten taels of silver?!"

If you please the master's family, the reward will be more than ten taels!

Qi Zhinian was dumbfounded, and the Lin family's mother and daughter were even more stunned. They couldn't read, so they thought Qi Zhinian wrote well, but they didn't expect it to be so good.

She can only earn ten taels of silver by selling tofu for several months.

The man was afraid that Qi Zhinian would repent, so he hurriedly took out a handful of broken silver from his bag, stuffed it into Qi Zhinian's hand, rolled up the Spring Festival couplets and left, fearing that he would repent.

Everyone ran away, Qi Zhinian looked at the ten taels of silver in his hand and still hadn't recovered.

This is the first silver he earned?

Rubbing the silver taels with fingers, although it is broken silver, its weight is solid.

Qi Zhinian smiled at the end of the year, he finally had definite confidence in whether he could take good care of his mother and Nanny Fan.

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