Chapter 170:

Mu Fengyi asked, "Why buy someone? Isn't there already many people in the family?"
Mu Rouzang suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Phoenix, we are going to get rich."
Mu Fengyi suddenly remembered what Mu Rouzang had said before: "Cousin, are we going to open an embroidery workshop? But the money in my hand is not in hand!" But it was hard for her.
Chunran laughed behind him: "Three girls don't have to worry, our girl's shop is still unknown!"
"You are anxious too, turn back and make another curtain and hand it in." Mu Rouzang shook his head and said with a smile.
Mu Feng replied with a smile, "Yes, cousin."
The two took a scent of incense to reach the people's city. People and cities in the county are not open every day. They usually go to the government office to buy people. They only go to buy offenders from the offender's house. city.
When Mu Rouzang came, there were a lot of sedan chairs parked on the site. It seems that many people came to hear the wind deliberately. The ancients had a sense of incomprehensibility to the capital city, with a heart of admiration.
"Girl, there are so many people today." Chunran whispered outside the window.
The sedan chairs are placed horizontally, in order to make it easier for people inside the sedan to clearly see the goods on the platform, to be precise, the people being sold.
Mu Rou Sang did not have much hope: "Let's take a look, buy what is suitable, and don't buy it if it is not suitable." She was not in a hurry. People still have to choose honest and obedient.
Sure enough, a lot of rich people came to grab people. Those 14-year-old girls were sold as soon as possible, and the rest were either old or young.
Chunyi couldn't bear it anymore, anxiously: "Girl, aren't we here to buy someone?"
Seeing those who looked good had been picked away, she was not anxious.
Mu Rouzang covered his face with a fan, and raised the car curtain and laughed: "What are you anxious about? We are buying people, not for the good-looking ones, but for the practical ones."
She stretched out her other hand to pat Mu Fengyu who was squeezed in her arms: "Understand?"
Unexpectedly, Mu Fengyi's answer surprised her: "Yes, like the former widow Li and later chrysanthemum, the little eyes were not at all secure. When I came back with my mother, I poke around with eyes and asked me , Where does my family buy silver from? "
Mu Rouzang held her heart and asked, "Can you tell her?"
Mu Fengxuan bemused, "Cousin, am I so stupid in your eyes?"
"Uh!" Mu Rouxang was speechless for a moment.
At this time, the traffickers in the official family brought up a bunch of radish heads and introduced the advantages of these people. As a result, only a few ladies ordered a few clever people and would serve others.
Mu Rouzang whispered to Chunran: "Go talk to Uncle Wang Gui and tell him to buy the third, sixth, right, fourth and fifth on the left."
After responding, Chunran turned to Wanggui. Chunyi stood by the car window and asked her, "Girl, why do you want these?"
She felt that these were nothing special except that they were handsome. Mu Rouzang pronely gave out her jade finger and poked her mind: "You, the trafficker said just now, these are needlework rooms. Apprentices here. "
It is useless to other families. The apprentices only know some basic acupuncture techniques, and some even learn a little bit of fur.
"Moreover, those who go to the needlework room as apprentices must be the savvy ones. You can see by looking at their eyes." All of them revealed the simple atmosphere.
Mu Fengyi seems to understand, but she doesn't understand what Mu Rouzang said. First of all, she needs to be clever in her heart. This will look like these people's eyes are clean. She looked up at Mu Rouzang and asked for explanation!
Mu Rouzang smiled: "What I want is an embroidery lady who can do live work honestly, not an affair." She doesn't want rat feces in her embroidery workshop.
"Got it!" Mu Fengyi secretly wrote down what Mu Rouzang taught, she never thought that when she walked into that door one day, everything Mu Rouzang taught was used, and she used her wrist to reach She was so enthusiastic that she was very grateful to her cousin.
Soon these people were brought to the sedan by Wanggui: "Girl, they are the servants of a big official's family in Beijing. They used to work in the needle room, but they did not expect to be harmless."
Mu Fengxuan lay on the edge of the car window and looked at a few little girls who were not much older than herself, and laughed: "My cousin bought you, and you will do needlework when you are fancy."
The slightly childish words comforted the little girls who were apprehensive.
Mu Rou Sang looked carefully: "Chun Ran. After going back, I cleaned up some good students, and all the changed clothes were burned."
"Yes, girl." Chun Ran responded, and these little girls had been locked together for a long time, and they probably had lice on their bodies.
Mu Rouzang picks people very quickly. Anyway, these people are used as embroidery mothers, and they don't live in their own homes for a long time. As long as they study hard, their own wicked people will grind them.
In the evening, Hibiscus laughed after hearing the incident and said, "It turned out that my sister bought so many people to open an embroidery workshop. It happens that my brother is still thinking about what kind of dowry shop for you."
Last year, I made a lot of money. It is better to buy two shops to make a fortune than sitting in the mountains. In the first two days, he turned over his account book. After coming to the county town, the money went out like a stream of water. When I was young, I felt that the income from my hometown alone was not enough in the future.
"Brother, it happens that we have some silver in our family. By then, we will add two Zhuangzis in the county and add a few more shops, and we will be in a hurry."
Hibiscus smiled: "I'm afraid that the silver is not enough, and it is estimated that this year's input will be added."
Mu Rouzang also didn't care much, and smiled: "Take your time, anyway, our family is not short of food and clothing. The output of the field every year, in addition to the household, can also earn some silver money for daily use, more Not to mention the fact that orchards and pickles are big advances. "
"You don't have to work too hard, it's fine now, it's okay to practice those little embroidered girls."
He was originally worried that Mu Rouzang was bored at home every day, but now he saw her find something to pass the time, but he was relieved.
"When Xia Shouxian goes to school, it will take a month off. When that happens, my brother will accompany you back to Xiaoshan Village."
"Really?" Mu Rouzang asked in surprise.
Hibiscus nodded: "I originally thought that the county would not have a busy agricultural vacation, but I didn't expect that there would be a month for the summer harvest."
"That's right. Uncle Wangcai came to the county to report the situation in the field, and said, this year, our rabbits have dropped a lot of cubs. When the Fukang family bought spring pigs, they specially picked a pair of breeding pigs. , Why do you think I never thought of this way to save money! "
In May, in the warm and sweet sunset, Mu Rouzang took his arm for a walk in the back garden, and the golden sunlight reddened their hair ends, the tip of their eyebrows, and the happy laughter.
Since then, Mu Rouzang took Mu Fengyu in the flower hall every morning to handle the day's housework. In the afternoon, she took her to the back garden to teach the girls to learn embroidery.
Xiaotong, who was far away from Beijing, was looking anxiously at a bed of clothes on the bed: "Master, this is last year's clothes, and you have grown taller again." He is preventing Yang Zixuan from putting the clothes out of him.
Yang Zixuan didn't listen to his advice. Instead, he put the old clothes of last year on his own body. As a result, it was conceivable that the clothes hanged the upper part of the lower leg. He looked down and said, "What's wrong, it's much shorter. Is it Was it cut off? "
Xiaotong just wanted to cover his face and walk away. Seeing Yang Zixuan still wondering, he had to say, "Master, you're tall again."
Yang Zixuan didn't turn around for a moment: "So how could I wear it last winter?"
Xiaotong was asked just to scratch the wall: "Master, last year's sister-in-law was made by the girl from your height. This gown was made from your height last summer."
Yang Zixuan quickly took off her clothes: "Go and bring it this year. To say, Xiao Sangsang's female red is very good. These styles have never been seen in Beijing. Every time I go out, people ask me I did n’t tell them where I did it. Oh, jealous of them, hurry up, hurry up and get this year's new shirt for him.
Xiaotong stood still: "Master, this year, Ms. Mu did not ask for a summer shirt."
When he saw Yang Zixuan, he asked, busy: "Chun shirt is a garment bought by slaves."
There is no one in the family who cares if Yang Zixuan's clothes are enough. Every time Mrs. Hou pulls into the yard, it is cloth instead of ready-made clothes. Yang Zixuan is away at home all year round. Besides Xiao Tong, a book boy, there is only a little girl who runs a leg .
The poor Xiaotong was forced to helplessly, so she had to learn that the girls picked up the embroidery needles and were able to sew up some things.
Yang Zixuan first hummed twice: "Xiao Tong, be patient for another two years. He will be lifted by the grandfather. It is even more impossible for us to neglect us. Now that the grandfather is a talent, you also see the attitude of the father. For example, our lives will be better. "
After Xiao Tong bought it back from Yang Zixuan, he knew that he was tied to him all his life. Naturally, he believed what Yang Zixuan said.
"Yes, Xiaotong, did you say that Xiao Sangsang forgot us?" Yang Zixuan reached out and stroked his chin to think. This is a very serious problem.
Xiaotong rolled his eyes secretly and drew a smile: "Master, you have been in the academy since the Chinese New Year. Except for the restaurant and the caravan, you haven't moved the nest, and the slaves need to remind you about it. After the Chinese New Year, you never wrote another letter. "
Yang Zixuan reached out and held his ears: "I said, no wonder I always feel that I haven't done anything in the past six months, and my heart is still old, but the old antique gentleman from that college is chasing me goatee every day and I want to write 'starting to speak', When you get busy, you forget, why don't you remind me! "
Xiaotong shouted bitterly: "Oh, lightly, Master, the slave's ears have fallen."
Yang Zixuan reached out and patted him, "I'm still there, I don't have much strength, how can I cry so miserably?"
Xiaotong said: "It ’s not the slaves that I do n’t want to remind. Every time I just prepare to say, you are not called by the husband, or you are looking at the account book. The worst thing is that the slaves just think of your head, you are already asleep. , How can I be willing to wake you up. "
It must be said that since he heard Mu Rouzang said that after the Hibiscus meeting, Yang Zixuan had an extra heart, and mistakenly believed that Mu Rouzang admired being an official. This time he worked hard and lifted his clothes. Sleeve, almost no head cantilever beam, cone-shaped biting up.
Yang Zixuan stretched out a comfortable lazy waist and pointed at Xiao Tong, "Ye don't remember, you won't remind me!"
He has been in such a sultry past half year. While preventing Mrs. Hou from playing with firearms, he has to study hard. He also has to take care of business. He has no money to open his way, and it is difficult to walk in this house. Besides, others are far away from the school. , Was accidentally calculated.
The one who came out of the door: "Brother Zixuan, I heard that you are taking a break today. Lianer deliberately stewed the old hen soup to help you recover."
Huang Lian'er was a distant niece who did not show up in five clothes.
Yang Zixuan was a talented lady, and Mrs. Hou, who is the auntie, should have him look at her and pick her daughter up.
It happened that the niece who had taken such a distant house beside him did not say what it meant, so a girl with yellow flowers jumped into his room.
When Yang Zixuan heard her delicate voice, a layer of goosebumps immediately appeared on her body, and she winked at Xiaotong, hurriedly walked through the Bisha cabinet to the book case outside and sat down. The book is full of humorous, humorous, and lingering thoughts, a nerd who can only read dead books.