Chapter 15: Zhengyutang Chunsan
"Although Mrs. Shangdu is here to visit relatives this time, the most important thing is to send the deceased old man here." Mo Zi really didn't understand why she was so embarrassed, but Sanniang asked her to say it, and she followed suit, "Now the old man is buried."
It has been two months, but Mrs. Wei is still vegetarian. She must be a filial and kind-hearted person. If the girl wears colorful clothes, she may not be happy. Therefore, it is better to wear plain colors, and it is also quite generous.
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"Girl, if you didn't tell me earlier, it's for nothing, so the slaves will tell you." Bai He pouted.
Qiu Sanniang laughed out loud, saying it was fun to tease the girls.
Mo Zi saw in his eyes that it was Xihuo's cheerful temperament that made this eldest lady clearly distinguish between love and hate, and her skills in business and making friends were first-class. However, when it came to house fighting, she was not very popular.
"Mo Zi, it's been a long time since I left. I almost asked Xiao Yi to look for you!" In a blink of an eye, all the fun was gone and he asked about business.
Mo Zi replied what Tian Da said.
"Cinian Nunnery?" Qiu Sanniang mentioned it, but didn't put much thought into it, "I think that lady likes to eat fast and pray to Buddha, and she has contact with my sister-in-law. But it's good to know. Bai He, go and get me from Su.
When you find the Heart Sutra prints that Yang bought, you should treat them as filial piety to your elders."
Bai He did not move, "My good girl, the first time we met, only the elders gave greeting gifts to the juniors, how could the juniors give gifts to the elders?"
Qiu Sanniang laughed as she thought about it, "Look at me, I still think I'm outside."
"I can't give it today, but there will always be a chance to give it in the future." Mo Zi felt that it was a suitable gift, not extravagant, but also true to his heart.
"That's true." Qiu Sanniang stood up, "Let's go, don't wait, no one came to notify us."
"Girl, I still have something to report." Mo Zi gave an overview of what happened in Yanlou.
After hearing this, Qiu Sanniang frowned, "A bunch of chatting men, how can we compare you with a singer for no reason? Fortunately, you won. When I come back, you have to tell the story again."
Mo Zi said yes, and followed Qiu Sanniang to the verandah with Bai He, Lu Ju and Xiao Yi.
The sun is setting in the west, and the clouds in the sky are burning.
"It's enough for Bai He and the others to serve you. You don't need to go with me." Qiu Sanniang left Mo Zi behind as usual.
"Mo Zi, I left snacks in the kitchen. If you don't want to cook, just eat snacks first. When I come back, we can eat together." Bai He is the kindest person.
It was said to be a feast, but the girls didn't have a share. They usually had dry snacks first, and after the feast was over, they could go to the big kitchen to get their meals. Sanniang allowed them to cook and eat in the small kitchen, so she was a very good master.
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"Why is there any need to be so pitiful?" Qiu Sanniang turned her beautiful eyes and said, "When the banquet starts, you just take turns coming back to eat."
"My good girl, you have to let Sister Bai He come back first. In this way, we can all eat ready-made food." Lu Ju asked Qiu Sanniang.
"Mo Zi, since you are guarding the house, come and cook." Qiu Sanniang said deliberately.
"She's all talk but no practice." Bai He pointed his index finger at Mo Zi's head, "She can eat but not cook."
"This is called blessing." Mo Zi pursed her lips lightly, "Hurry, don't let anyone take the girl's head."
Laughing happily, the three of them hugged Qiu Sanniang and walked out of the yard.
Mo Zi closed the door and bolted it, went to the kitchen to get a plate of snacks, and then entered the corner room in the west wing.
This room was originally filled with unused sundries, but now Mo Zi and Qiu Sanniang used it as a carpentry workshop. A large table is divided into two sides. One side is paper and the other side is wood. Various tools are placed around the corner, including common saws.
, planes, files, etc. But her favorite is a palm-long blade. Xiaohua's simulated butterfly wings were cut out with this blade, which is as thin as paper.
When she just bought it from the blacksmith shop, she thought she had accidentally picked up a magical weapon. But after Xiaoyi's appraisal, it was just a relatively sharp knife at best. But if she thought that her left hand had the ability to use magical axes,
But not so confident.
Holding her chin with one hand and picking up a piece of cake with the other, Mo Zi tilted her head and looked at the drawings she had drawn these days. Except for the one at the bottom, the others were all decorations and toys.
She is an engineer, not a mechanic. She knows how to compartmentalize cabins, how to calculate draft, how to reduce water resistance, especially the design of various parts of the battleship. It can be said that she has it at her fingertips. But in this era, there is no engine, no electricity, no fuel, no
Steel, all the hardware equipment doesn't exist yet.
In the past six months, the only improvement she made was probably the graphite pen. And it cannot be called an invention, it can only be called an improvement. Because as early as the Western Han Dynasty, something similar to a pencil existed. She just used graphite powder, lime powder, etc.
After mixing them together and solidifying into thin strips, they were embedded in the pre-made semi-circular wooden tubes, and then the two semi-circular wooden tubes were combined to form a pencil shape. Although she followed the wisdom of the ancients, her improved pen was compact and durable, and its appearance was very beautiful.
many.
Mo Zi is a person who doesn't use his or her brain without using it. Because graphite pens are more convenient for drawing than soft brush tips, that's why I thought of pencils.
After five or six pieces of cake, she pulled up the picture at the bottom, looked at it over and over again, changed it again and again. She didn't realize that time flew by so fast, and it was already the full moon.
She was muttering to herself about taking time to do it again when she suddenly heard the door being banged.
I hurriedly stepped out of the house, only to find that the moonlight was cold on the bluestone ground in the yard, which was faintly cold.
Oops, I forgot to light the lamp.
If Qiu Sanniang comes back from the banquet, she will have something to talk about. Don't look at Qiu Sanniang, who treats the girls like sisters when she gets better, and violates her taboos. She is still a rich young lady with a very bad temper. For example, when she wakes up from a nap, she wants to
Drink hot tea and enjoy the bright lights in the yard at night.
Mo Zi could see this very clearly.
"Mo Zi, open the door, open the door quickly." It was Bai He.
Mo Zi hesitated whether to light the lamp, stopped in the courtyard, and asked, "Is it scattered in front?"
"No." There was a clear sense of tension in Bai He's voice.
Mo Zi heard that Qiu Sanniang hadn't come back yet, so he stopped worrying about the lamp and stepped forward to unplug it. When he opened the door, he saw Bai He holding a bright yellow glass lamp. He seemed to be running past, the lamp was shaking wildly, and Bai He was breathing rapidly.
Thinking that Bai He would come back to cook, Mo Zi smiled and said, "I've eaten all the snacks and I'm full. You don't have to come back to cook."
"Mo..." Bai He put a hand on his waist, lowered his head to adjust his still rapid breathing, then suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, "Mo Zi, it's terrible."
Mo Zi's heart skipped a beat, her smile faded, but her expression didn't change, "Why, is this girl going to let my wife marry me right now?"
"It's not the girl who has something wrong, it's you." Bai He said to his heart this time, "My wife sent you over."
His wife told her? Mo Zi immediately thought of Ai Liu's mean face.
"Why tell me?" Mo Zi did not hesitate, stepped out of the threshold, and closed the door with both hands.
"The banquet was dismissed long ago. My wife asked some actors to sing in the opera. She also said that there were too many little girls, so she rushed all of us who were waiting around us downstairs, leaving only my wife's eldest maid. After about an hour,
Suddenly Ai Xing came down and asked me to come up. My wife told me to call you up, but she didn’t say anything. I peeked at our girl’s face, and it didn’t look good. Although my wife was smiling all over her face, I was in a state of confusion.
Okay. Okay, what do you want me to do?" The fight between Zhang and Qiu Sanniang has reached the point where even a kind-hearted person like Bai He is on the verge of defeating everyone.
"Let's go." Even though it was her who was passing the message, Mo Zi had already calmed down, "Maybe my wife will reward me because she sees how well I take care of the girl."
Chapter completed!