Jia Cong and Jia She did not stay in Ningguo Mansion for too long.

After watching Jia Jing settle down, the father and son said goodbye and returned home.

As for how to rectify the Ningguo Mansion and teach those bastard children and grandchildren who do not know how to live or die, Jia Jing will naturally take care of it himself.

No need to ask more.

As soon as Jia She returned to the east courtyard, he immediately strode toward the private treasury.

As he walked, he smiled: "Cong'er, be obedient. You go back to the front yard first. Dad has some things to do."

Jia Cong stood behind him and pouted: "Dad, you don't keep your word!"

"You promised to take me to the private warehouse for a walk?"

Jia She turned around and said with a smile: "I will take you in another day, but not today!"

Jia Cong stamped his feet and said with a smile: "Dad, are you interesting or not?"

"Sell it to the sky!"

As he said that, he took Qi Youlu and Zheng Duofu back to the front yard.

Just entered the inner room.

I saw little Cuier lying on the kang with a bright smile among a pile of brocade boxes of different sizes.

Seeing Jia Cong come in, Xiao Cuier jumped off the kang.

He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Third Master looks really good today!"

Asked again: "What is this made of?"

"Why have I never seen clothes like this before?"

Jia Cong gently patted the double-ring bun on her head: "When does your third master not look good?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"The third master is the prettiest, much prettier than the second master Bao over there!"

"Our master always says that the third master looks just like his father!"

Little Cui'er stuck out her tongue at Jia Cong naughtily.

Gently caressing the resplendent and shining bird-gold fur, I can't put it down.

Mother Feng followed and said with a smile: "Silly girl."

"This is made by Russia with peacock feathers tied with thread. It's called a golden fur."

"Don't get it ruined by being careless!"

"It's really bad, and you can't even afford ten to pay for it!"

Xiao Cuier was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand.

Jia Cong smiled and coaxed her: "Don't be afraid, little Cui'er. The clothes are not made of paper. How can they be damaged so easily?"

"Besides, it's just a piece of clothing, how can it be as valuable as my little Cui'er?"

After saying that, he simply took off the bird-gold fur coat and let Xiao Cui'er carry it to the kang for a closer look.

Mother Feng smiled and tapped Xiao Cui'er's forehead.

“I’m so pampered!”

"I don't know how a silly girl can be so popular with me!"

Jia Cong changed the subject and said with a smile: "Yes, who sent these brocade boxes?"

Xiao Cui'er hugged Que Jinqiu and said with a smile: "These are all sent by the big guys who set up the stalls that day!"

Jia Cong only said that it was Niu Jizong, Shi Guangzhu, Chen Ruiwen and others who sent him a thank-you gift because the treasury owed money.

I didn’t pay much attention to it either.

He just smiled casually: "Then if you don't know how to open it yourself, just ask Mother Feng to put it away."

"Why are you lying in the middle of the brocade box like a puppy?"

"Don't you think the box is too scary?"

Xiao Cuier said with a smile: "I can't open these brocade boxes. I have to wait until the third master returns home to open them myself."

"I don't know what you are doing, little girl!"

Jia Cong tapped the tip of little Cui'er's nose and went over to open the brocade boxes one by one.

I saw some antiques, clothes, shoes and socks, gold and silver knives, and even several knives and daggers inlaid with various kinds of gems.

I can't help but feel secretly strange in my heart.

What gift did those noble uncles give you?

Why is there no structure at all?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Xiaohong coming in to reply.

"Third Master."

"Brother Yun from the back porch came by this afternoon."

"I said I asked the Third Master to choose an auspicious day to open the business."

"Also, this is the account book for registering money and fees."

Jia Cong was overjoyed: "He has completely renovated the restaurant so quickly?"

"Sure enough, Jia Yun is Jia Yun!"

"But what else?"

Xiaohong chuckled: "There is also an iron pot that the third master wants!"

Jia Cong clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Now I can cook and cook by myself!"

Feng's mother quickly stopped her: "That's not possible. How can a young man sneak into the kitchen without any trouble?"

"What if it gets burned or touched?"

Jia Cong just laughed after hearing this.

He still remembers his promise to cook for Sister Lin Daiyu in Yingchun.

First, she looked at the amount of money written in the account book. Jia Yun remembered every account clearly.

I feel even happier.

So he smiled and said: "Mother Feng has brought two hundred silver and will give it to Yun'er later."

"Yes, go to the small study room and get the book and show it to me."

Mother Feng brought the banknotes and the passbook.

Jia Cong turned over slightly.

"Tomorrow is an auspicious day, Xiaohong, ask Jia Le to go over and tell Yun'er."

"Why don't we open tomorrow!"

Feng's mother, Xiao Cui'er and Xiao Hong all shook their heads.

"Tomorrow is impossible!"

Jia Cong wondered: "Isn't tomorrow an auspicious day? Why can't it be done?"

Mother Feng laughed and said, "My stupid brother!"

"Didn't you see the Shou Tao Shou noodles placed in our main hall when you first came in?"

Jia Cong said: "What?!"

"Tomorrow is my birthday?"

He also seriously forgot about his original birthday.

Xiao Cui'er was finally willing to put down the bird-gold fur coat, and took his hand to the main hall with a smile.

"The master just went out with the third master, and the people over there in the study brought these."

Looking at the piles of longevity peach noodles in the main hall.

Jia Cong suddenly remembered Jia She's mysterious appearance just now.

It turns out that the cheap guy from home went to the private treasury to choose a gift for him, so no wonder he was not allowed to follow.

The next day.

When Jia Cong got up early in the morning, Feng's mother quickly helped him wash up and come out neatly dressed.

It’s still the splendid sparrow gold fur from yesterday.
To be continued...