Time flies by in a blink of an eye. From the time Su Jian started formulating the monthly money plan to now, it is almost time to pay out the monthly money.
In the yard, the goose-yellow figures were calculating on the paper, but she couldn't figure it out at all. She could only borrow her fingers and hair.
Song Siqi saw such a scene when he entered the hospital to report to Su Jian about his work tasks. He wanted to pretend that he hadn't seen it, but he felt that if he didn't ask, Goose Huang would completely mess up her hair, or even
It might tear her hair out.
"Goose-yellow girl."
Although Song Siqi was greeting Ehuang, what he was looking at was the stone table in front of Ehuang. The paper on the stone table was filled with countless ones. Looking at it scatteredly, it was probably not a hundred but also eighty; there were also paintings around it
There were quite a few circles with numbers on them, which looked like money. Judging from the scattered words on the paper, she should be doing accounting.
"One thousand four hundred and fifty-six...huh? Wait, how many did I count?" Gouhuang paused and looked confused. She was angry at the person who suddenly appeared next to her and disturbed her!
Song Siqi looked at Goose Huang thoughtfully, and saw Goose Huang glaring at him angrily. He paused slightly: "That..."
"It's Mr. Song." Goose Huang suppressed the depression in her heart, and her expression changed when she saw Song Siqi. It turned out that he wasn't a blind man. Then she couldn't just "attack"! Thinking like this, she turned to look at the table again.
The paper was full of paper, and she was about to cry without tears. She had to do the calculation again.
Song Siqi saw that Goose Huang had finished speaking and ignored him, and continued to fiddle with his hair in an imageless manner: "If you want to settle a score, I think... I can help."
Goose Yellow stopped and looked at Song Siqi again, her eyes bright. But then she thought of something, and she quickly shook her head. No, the young lady entrusted her with the task of accounting and accounting because of her trust. If
Song Siqi took over. Not to mention that she would be useless. Song Siqi would know the details of the young lady's money. She couldn't do it without the young lady's consent!
Song Siqi noticed the change in Goose Huang's expression. The happy look on her face suddenly turned into a wary look. This girl might not be good at changing her face: "Miss Goose Huang, do you need help?"
Goose Huang nodded, and then shook his head vigorously: "Mr. Song, you should go do what the lady ordered. It's the end of the month, and everyone has a lot to do."
So...he was rejected?
A flash of light flashed in Song Siqi's eyes, and he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He turned around to report to Su Jian.
"Madam, these steamed broad beans have been left like this. What if they go bad?"
After checking the last dustpan of beans, Su Jian looked at Mrs. Li who was standing aside. It could be seen that Mrs. Li was really worried: "Just for this process, you should pay more attention to the situation here. Once they ferment and become moldy, they will
Notify me immediately."
Mrs. Li looked at Su Jian doubtfully. Although she didn't understand what fermentation was, she could understand mold. Could it be that Madam wanted to think about some new fertilizer? She looked at the dustpans one by one, and then looked at the surrounding rooms, layer upon layer.
The stacks are all dustpans. It would be too extravagant if they were all used as fertilizer.
No wonder they couldn't get a good harvest from the crops they planted before.
"lady."
It's Song Siqi.
When Song Siqi saw Su Jian looking at him, he quickly saluted. He didn't find her in Su Jian's yard, so he guessed that she was here.
"Mr. Song is here just in time. It's almost the end of the month. Go and help Ge Huang, count the number of people, and distribute the monthly payment." Su Jian had long noticed the difficulty of settling accounts for Ge Huang. She originally wanted to teach Ge Huang a simple algorithm, but...
...She is worried about being exposed. Now she has too many things on her hands, and she doesn't want to be too distracted or bury the hatchet.
Song Siqi couldn't help but think of the way he saw Gou Huang just now. He didn't say anything about being rejected by Gou Huang: "A few farmers came outside the door. What do they mean, is the lady inviting them to Zhuangzi?"
"Yes." Su Jian nodded and smiled. Sure enough, a true farmer cannot resist the temptation of good crops.
"Madam, do you want to communicate with them how to farm?" Song Siqi actually wanted to ask Su Jian if she wanted to supply fertilizer to them.
"I have been asking them for advice before, and I have gained a lot. Now I feel that talking on paper is unreliable. It is always necessary to conduct actual surveys and take practical actions, so that we can make progress together." Su Jian was not ready to answer directly, but responded to Song Siqi's question.
look.
She went to the city before and passed by the crop fields along the road. She found that many of their crop fields were short of fertilizer and water. She wanted to mention it to them. If they had seen her fields and were willing to learn the methods, we could work together.
A good harvest is the best.
Song Siqi suspected that Su Jian was mocking their previous "lack of progress" by saying this, but Su Jian described it frankly and he had no evidence.
"Okay, I'm going out. Come to me after you finish handling the affairs in the house."
"yes."
Song Siqi respectfully sent Su Jian away. When Su Jian completely disappeared from his sight, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to tell Su Jian something. After a few days of contact, he found that Su Jian seemed to like all kinds of things.
It happened that he got an unnamed bean from a friend, and he didn't know if she needed it. Even if she didn't, if Su Jian understood the description, it would be a clear answer.
Song Siqi finished handling the matter and took Douzi to find Su Jian. As soon as he stepped out of the house, he saw a gorgeous carriage appearing in his field of vision. If he remembered correctly, this carriage appeared on the day of eating meat.
.
His eyes instantly became a little more wary.
Shopkeeper Xu waited for Feng Yicheng to get off the carriage. He felt resentful but did not dare to say anything. Now it was the time when the restaurant was busy making money, but Feng Yicheng asked him to come with him to find Su Jian. He said it was because he wanted to find Su Jian.
The recipe for tofu, but... he felt that he did a good job in trying tofu. Put the tofu into the spicy boiled fish, the tofu is very delicious. In fact, there is no need to go there in person.
But Fengyi City is the owner, he dare not say anything!
When Song Siqi saw Shopkeeper Xu, he walked directly past him to the concierge and asked the guard if he wanted to see Mr. Su.
Mr. Su?
It should be Su Jian, their general's wife. After all, Su Jian is now dressed in men's clothes inside and out, and rarely wears women's clothes. In addition, the people around Su Jian all tacitly call Su Jian Master Su Jian when they are outside. They thought
It makes sense that Su Jian is Mr. Su.
"Who are you and why are you looking for my young master?"
Feng Yicheng looked at Song Siqi. Song Siqi was very plainly dressed and had patches on his clothes. If he didn't have a good demeanor, he wouldn't pay attention to him: "I really want to find Su Jian."
Song Siqi looked at Fengyi City carefully. He was dressed luxuriously and had a beautiful appearance. Although he was more beautiful than their generals, his bearing and mind were definitely not as good as theirs. Moreover, as a man, being thin and weak would make him look effeminate, and his wife would definitely not look at it.
Go! At this time, Song Siqi completely forgot that he was also the thin and weak type.
"Young Master is at Zhuangzi. If you don't mind the long journey, you can come with me to see Young Master."
Su Jian is on Zhuangzi?
Too.
He had never heard of any young master in the Zhan family. It seemed that his guess was correct. Su Jian should be a relative of Zhan Zhan and came here to recuperate or relax.
Feng Yicheng always thought so, but when he saw Su Jian rolling up her sleeves and working in the fields, and even digging the soil with her hands, he was shocked!!
Su Jian must be a young master from some family and was punished to work here as a coolie.