A rare item is available, but the most expensive one can get it. "The Four Lessons of Life" is a famous book that establishes one's destiny and cultivates one's own life.
Once it is launched, it will surely be popular all over the country and even sell well overseas.
Jia Chen was planning to find a few more libraries to ask about the price, and whoever gave the highest reward would cooperate with him.
Taking relaxed steps, Jia Chen returned home and found two more cats in the yard, one was black all over and the other was snow-white all over.
Jia Chen looked at Qingwen who was holding a kitchen knife and asked in surprise:
"Qingwen, are you raising two cats or are you going to kill them?"
Qingwen stood up her two fox eyes, raised her index finger, pressed her cherry lips, made a gesture of silence, and whispered mysteriously:
"Brother Chen, please feel soft, I'm catching a snake with a cat!"
Jia Chen opened his eyes wide, was stunned for a moment, and asked:
"Where is the snake? I'll catch it for you."
Qingwen waved her hand and whispered:
"Shh-Don't scare the snake away. I don't know where the snake is now. I only remember that I suspected to have seen it in a basin last night."
Jia Chen was slightly stunned and immediately remembered that the water basin was the large wooden basin he used to take a bath?
If there is a snake in the basin, why didn’t I get bitten?
Suddenly, Jia Chen realized something, scratched his head awkwardly, and said with a smirk:
"Don't worry, I've already caught the water snake and throw it away. You don't have to look for it anymore."
"Oh! That's good, I'm worried all night." Qingwen threw the kitchen knife on the stove and muttered in embarrassment:
"But, in order to catch the snake, I specially bought two cats from the market. What should I do with these two cats? Why don't I go to the market to sell them?"
Jia Chen smiled indifferently:
"No need, keep it, you can catch mice and cockroaches, etc. If there are really snakes running to our house and these two cats are used to keep the house, you don't have to be afraid."
Qingwen applauded and even named the two cats, calling the black cat Xiaohei, and the white cat Xiaobai.
Jia Chen knew that she wanted to keep two cats as her companion, but in fact, it was because the house was too deserted, and she was the only one who was herself and her.
When she was in Rongguo Mansion, she had many maids as her companions. Now she suddenly changed into a quiet environment and she inevitably felt lonely and bored.
Jia Chen walked into the study, Qingwen hurriedly followed in and asked with a smile: "Brother Chen, what are your instructions?"
"You can help me wash the pen and grind the ink. I want to write a book." Jia Chen smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and sat upright at the table.
The spring breeze penetrated into the room through the half-closed screen window, wiping the bangs on his forehead, adding a bit of unruly elegance and agility to his already heroic face.
Qingwen was a little dazzled, and she thought that her master was so handsome. Even the most handsome second master Lian in the Rong Mansion was slightly inferior to Brother Chen.
Brother Chen is only nine years old and is already so handsome. How amazing will his appearance be when he becomes an adult in the future?
I'm afraid it's difficult to find a handsome man who can compare with it in the entire Shenjing City.
As his maid, I don’t know how he will arrange it in the future?
If you are lucky enough to marry him as a concubine in your whole life, it will be a great blessing.
Although Qingwen is only nine years old, she is influenced by the large dye vase with complex interpersonal relationships in Rongguo Mansion. She already knows that the best fate of a maid is to marry her master as a concubine.
As for the servants in the mansion, the maids, including Qingwen, did not treat them as human beings at all.
Some maids would rather be released from marriage than marry these servants.
Because these servants are slaves, after getting married to them, the children born are called children from home and can only be slaves and servants from generation to generation.
No one wants to be inferior, no one wants to be bullied, and no one wants to be manipulated by fate, and one can decide life and death.
Throughout history, women have wanted to climb high, which is human nature.
For example, in modern society, who doesn’t want to marry the president of the company? Who is willing to marry the male employee who is also a working person?
To put it nicely, it is called working, but to put it badly, what is the difference between the servants and maids of the Jia family?
It's just a different name.
Only by marrying the upper class is the shortcut for women to break the class solidification.
Although Qingwen didn't know the word "class", she also knew that only by marrying Jia Chen could she fly up to the branch and turn into a phoenix.
Jia Chen saw Qingwen being stunned and asked with a smile:
"Why are you in a daze? Are you worried?"
Qingwen is straightforward and doesn't hide it. She told the truth:
"I heard Xiaohong say, "There is no banquet that lasts thousands of miles to build a long shed." Although I can stay with Brother Chen now, I am worried that when Brother Chen gets married in the future, can I still keep me to serve?
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Although Qingwen didn't make the words clear, Jia Chen had seen through her thoughts and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, you are such a good girl, how can I bear to drive you away? As long as you perform well, I will not treat you badly."
Jia Chen did not say enough, nor did he tell Qingwen that he wanted to marry her as a concubine, so as not to be arrogant and beauties to commit crimes, and to control himself, and even commit any violations of rules and regulations.
Even when dealing with his future concubines, Jia Chen pays great attention to the way of controlling the subordinates and uses both kindness and power to avoid losing his prestige and being at ease.
After hearing Jia Chen's promise, Qingwen immediately smiled and started washing her pen and grinding ink.
Jia Chen took the pen and dipped it in ink, and spread the paper and wrote it.
The pen moves through the dragon, the straight painting is like a sword, the curved pen looks like a vine, the dot is like a dangerous peak falling from a stone, and the stroke is like orchid leaves blowing through the wind.
The dragons and phoenixes dance, and they are splendid.
Although Qingwen is literate, she doesn’t know many words. She only thinks that Jia Chen’s characters are not only majestic and grand, but also elegant, just like painting an ink painting, pleasing to the eye and tasting sweet wine.
"The Four Lessons of Life" has a total of more than 11,600 words. Jia Chen wrote it quickly and took two hours to finish it all.
When he finished writing the last stroke with a silver hook, it was almost noon.
Qingwen was fascinated by the sight and was stunned and forgot to make lunch.
Jia Chen deliberately raised his face and taught a lesson in a deep voice:
"Qingwen, why haven't you cook yet? As a maid, she is lazy and sloppy. You said, should you be punished?"
Qingwen's pretty face turned pale, she shivered and said hurriedly:
"I know I am wrong, so I will cook now!"
Before she finished speaking, she turned around and rushed into the kitchen.
Unexpectedly, she was panicked and in a hurry, and tripped by a bucket, and ended up plunging into a pile of pot bottoms next to the stove, dyeing her whole face black, which was quite funny and cute.
Jia Chen's lips raised slightly. He just made a promise to Qingwen. It was Shi En. He gave her a lesson with a stern face. It was Shi Wei. He had to deal with Qingwen, a hot-tempered and sharp-mouthed little girl, who had to be kind and powerful, and he would be beaten from time to time.
Knock her and let her recognize her position. Otherwise, she will sooner or later become arrogant and arrogant, and act like a maid.
After a while, a strong smell of meat wafted out of the kitchen.
Less than half a cup of tea, Qingwen came over with a bowl of broth and said timidly:
"Brother Chen, I'm worried that you are hungry. I didn't have time to prepare too much food in a hurry. I only stewed a pot of fresh ham bamboo shoot soup. You can make your stomach first. What else do you want to eat? Tell me, I'll make it immediately.
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Jia Chen took the bowl, scooped a spoonful of ham, and stuffed it into his mouth. An extreme fresh fragrance spread between his lips and teeth.
"Well, the taste is pretty good. For the sake of your delicious portion, I will be exempted from punishment this time, but I won't be the case!"
Qingwen nodded carefully and said, "I know I am wrong, so I will definitely cook on time in the future."
Jia Chen smiled and said, "The tofu skin buns you made are delicious. I haven't eaten enough yet. You can make another pot. I'll come back to eat later."
After saying that, Jia Chen walked into the kitchen, filled the food box with a bowl of ham and bamboo shoot soup, and then walked out with the food box.
Looking at Jia Chen's back as he was leaving, a warm current surged in Qingwen's heart, which was originally panicked. It seemed that Brother Chen was still very concerned about him. He knew that he loved to eat tofu skin buns, so he asked him to steam it again.
At the same time, Qingwen was also very curious. Before each meal, Brother Chen had to go out with the food box. He didn't know who he was going to deliver food to?