Feeling that Wang Xifeng stared at himself with a burning gaze, Jia Chen stunned his teeth, and he wondered, did Jia Yue feed this girl?
It stands to reason that thirty is like a tiger, forty like a wolf, how old is Wang Xifeng? Why is it like a wolf like a tiger?
"Just look at it, anyway, I'm not the eunuch of Jia Rong." Jia Chen smiled secretly in his heart.
After listening to Jia Chen's request to write the supplementary clauses into the Wenqu, Jia Zhengxin agreed. His ideas were very simple. When he drafted the "Disciples Regulations", he also wrote this clause about checking the account.
Implement.
Wang Xifeng opened his mouth, and wanted to refute a few words, but he woke up and realized that he could not oppose it. Otherwise, he wanted to cover it. There was no picture.
Model.
When both parties signed the painting, Jia Zheng handed the Qi Qi to Wang Xifeng to keep it. He was unwilling to worry about the worldly things such as Jiayu merchants.
Jia Chen sighed in his heart, Rong Guofu was at the helm of a unreasonable book nerd like Jia Zheng.
After chatting and chatting again, Jia Chen laughed:
"It's not too early today, I will go back first. When I come again tomorrow, I will talk about the production and sale of snow paste with the second sister -in -law."
In fact, he was in a hurry to give Lin Daiyu for dinner.
Jia Zheng laughed:
"Okay, then go back and rest earlier. You are the future hope of our Jia family. You can't be tired. You must maintain your body well. Looking back, I will give you two pounds of bird's nest and two pounds of ginseng.
Make up. "
Wang Xifeng took a breath, and scolding Jia Zheng in his heart was really poor.
This nerd is really pedantic. You have no one who has the money to have money, and you have a swollen face and a fat man, and given to the bird's nest and ginseng. This is really a big slide.
However, it seems that Jia Chen's weight in Jia Zheng's mind is not ordinary!
"Thank you Uncle's love!" Jia Chen did not quit. This time, he opened up a financial source for Rongfu.
In fact, Jia Chen can do it alone, but now he does not have many connections, and there is no official and half -job. If you want to do business in a mixed place in this kind of fish and dragons such as Shenjing City, you need to take care of all aspects of the relationship.
Convenient, you only need to hidden behind the scenes, just wait for a few money.
Of course, hiding behind the scenes is not to lie down, but to achieve three goals in a planned manner:
Participate in the imperial examinations and win the title of the Gold List;
Entering the army from the army and controlling military power;
And secret training private army.
Farewell to Jia Zheng and Wang Xifeng, Jia Chen took a relaxed step, walked out of Rongguo, passed through the bustling flow of people, and returned home at the spring breeze.
Qingwen was leaning in the soft couch, and a piece of clothing was stitched one by one.
Qingwen claimed that she didn't remember her life, but according to the clues of the original work, Jia Chen speculated that she was likely to be Hui Niang's niece.
Hui Niang is a nostril. He was born in the house of Shuxiang Gongmen. His ancestors read the imperial examinations as an official and have received good education from an early age, especially good at calligraphy and painting.
Hui Niang is more embroidered, and occasionally thinks about embroidery, or she is used for self -use, or for giving away, not to get profit in the market.
Hui Niang's embroidery is exquisite. In her high taste, she chooses the fine products in the painting paintings, combined with the predecessors -related poetry articles, and the shape of the folding bodies with cottage bodies to complement each other.
Although the quantity is scarce and it is not widely publicized, "the wine is not afraid of the alleys", Hui Niang's work is ingenious, the lower the key, the more beautiful and elegant style, and the style is elegant.
Hui Niang became famous, even the emperor knew it, and called her embroidery as "Hui Xiu". This made Hui Niang more "legendary".
Hui Niang's embroidery crowned the world.
Later, Hui Niang's family was copied for guilty, and Qingwen fell into Shenjing City.
Jia Chen estimates that Qingwen has learned female red with Hui Niang, so that she will have such a superb thread skills.
During the female red alone, all the female family members of the second government of Ning Rong are not as good as her.
Such a pretty woman who can be called a female red artist now becomes her own girl, and she will become her own room in the future. This makes Jia Chen feel unusually happy and very comfortable.
When Qingwen saw Jia Chen back, he put down the needle thread in his hand and laughed:
"Brother Chen, I think the white rough and rough straightness on your body is a bit old, so I cut a few brocade from the market and want to make a rigid robe."
It is also known as "Yisa", which may come from Yuan Shi "Huailai Drunk Song": "One green gold waist is green".
This kind of robe is constantly on the back, with two front plackets, and there are horseshill folds. It starts on both sides. The shape is the long -sleeved long sleeves.
Da Zhou Jinyi's flying fish suit actually belongs to the drag.
Jia Chen looked at it, Qingwen had a large piece of blue brocade in front of Qingwen, and a few small pieces of other colors of fabrics. It should be to make a background color of the lake blue.
Several different colors of patterns.
Qingwen took out a roll of leather tape and smiled at Yan Ran:
"I helped Brother Chen and measure a bust, waist and hips."
Jia Chen was slightly froze. It turned out that in this era, there were already three sources.
"Okay, then you measure."
Jia Chen raised his head up and stood up, standing upright, extraordinary, and extraordinary, and paired with handsome and extraordinary facial features, as if he was a fairy.
Qingwen's eyes trembled, her heart was like a deer, her eyes were blurred, and she unknowingly bit her lips with shell teeth.
Jia Chen asked with a smile:
"Qingwen, why are you in a daze? Is there something?"
"No, no!" Qingwen hurriedly denied, swallowed, and began to use leather tape to measure the measurement of Jiachen.
During the measurement, Qingwen had to surround Jia Chen's chest and waist, which made her heart beat like a drum, blushing like a haze.
Especially when squatting down the hips, the tip of the nose slowly closer, and it can faintly smell a masculine fragrance, which makes Qingwen shame and itchy, and the heart is out of mind.
Jia Chen also felt that Qingwen's warm breathing spit was spit on his body. He was crispy, as if he was gently picked up by a feather, and a group of fires were drumming in his chest. The muscles were swollen.
After finally stabilizing the heart, pressing the hotness in the heart, Qingwen retracted the leather tape, and laughed:
"Brother Chen's body is so good. I have already made meals, so I wait for Brother Chen to come back to eat together."
Jia Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he laughed with his eyes:
"Don't rush to eat meals. You can help me make robe clothes. I can't treat you at a loss. I also help you measure a measurement. When I go shopping next time, buy a new suit for you."