Chapter 546: Chicken pecking at rice
Although he had no expectations for the upcoming banquet, when the day came, Liu Ji had to go out when it was time.
Early in the morning, Qin Yao asked Mrs. Li to send him a brand new outfit, a silk Confucian shirt, a silver hair crown, and even brand new thick cotton boots with thick soles.
The weather has been getting colder and colder these days. By the end of September, I can already feel the chill of early winter in the morning and evening.
This outfit is just right for this season.
Liu Ji put on his clothes. It must be said that the Buddha relies on his clothes. After putting them away, Liu Ji looked at himself in the mirror. Liu Ji himself was a little surprised.
This handsome and majestic man in the mirror is actually me?
As soon as she rolled her eyes, the evil woman came to the door of the room at some point. She was looking him up and down. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she nodded lightly from time to time. She seemed to be quite satisfied with his attire.
"Someone wanted me to help with some small things, so I drew these ten pictures of chickens pecking at rice. One grain of rice represents one tael of silver. They each spent twenty taels and thirty taels of silver to take the pictures. This is how The money will be in my hands naturally, and even if someone notices it in the future, there will be no mistakes. "
Liu Ji quickly put away the small mirror and asked in surprise: "Madam, when did you come?"
Halfway through the banquet, maybe the atmosphere was too weird, so the host finally realized it and asked his servants to bring him pens, ink, paper and inkstones to write poems for him to relieve his boredom.
Awang's lips twitched slightly and he didn't answer. He just pointed towards the study room, meaning that she would know it if she went there and took a look.
Book title: "I became famous in the entertainment industry by burning incense"
Look at the head of the Shen family, he speaks and does things in a very strict and unsmiling manner, which makes people have no desire to talk to him.
He thought to himself that after all, they were extremely rich, so maybe he should expect more from them.
Finally made it to the county seat and felt the excitement of the street market, which made me feel a little energetic.
"Madam, this is what you and I are willing to do, and the money has been washed clean now. You will have no problem keeping it, madam, and spending it."
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Qin Yao's ears twitched slightly, as if she heard the muffled sound of silver pieces colliding.
No matter how bad things are, there are still one or two Pingtan teachers sitting in the hall. The host is warm and hospitable, and tables of fine wine and delicacies are served one after another.
Liu Ji couldn't figure out what she meant. He put his hands on the table and leaned down, asking tentatively, "Madam, aren't you happy that I can make money?"
He also suddenly understood why Qin Yao didn't come with him to the banquet.
Liu Ji was so frightened that he leaned back and walked around her towards the door. He patted his chest and muttered: "I won't go if I don't go. What did you say about showing up in public? It scared me to death."
Qin Yao listened to Awang's report and frowned suspiciously. It was okay to drink tea and comment on poetry, which was within Liu Ji's ability.
Qin Yao raised her eyes and stared at his twinkling eyes, her aura suddenly became fierce, her cold eyes pierced like sharp knives, the flattering smile on Liu Ji's face disappeared in an instant, and he hurriedly explained:
It's just that I don't know which **** spread the fallacy that he is not good at singing and dancing extravagantly to the Deng and Qian families who are about to visit later. As a result, at the next two banquets, he was served three pots of tea and was forced to comment five times. A very sour poem.
“Chicken pecking rice picture?”
After lying down for a while, I felt bored again, so I got up and leaned against the carriage door, asking Awang questions one after another.
Brushing and brushing, she counterattacked from the junior Chinese diploma.
He also blames himself for leaving an image of poverty and strict self-discipline in the outside world. The head of the Shen family took it seriously and did not follow the routine at all.
The more Liu Ji said, the more confident he became. He had done nothing wrong at all, so why should he panic?
Liu Ji was quite uncomfortable with her kind instructions. He always felt that there was something deceitful about him, so he tried weakly:
Otherwise, Liu Ji might be tempted to throw the bowl of tea in front of him at the head of the Shen family. Chachacha, your whole family drinks tea!
Seeing that he was still nagging, Qin Yao's patience disappeared instantly and shouted: "I said I won't go!"
After saying that, he raised his eyebrows at her proudly, "Don't be too surprised by your husband's talent. Take it and spend it boldly. Spend it however you want! There will be more after you spend it!"
When Liu Ji stopped in front of the grand vermilion gate of Shen Mansion, Liu Ji's eyes lit up little by little.
But he went to paint in person, what kind of shameful operation was this?
She took two steps forward and looked down at the table. She saw a silvery white color that almost blinded her!
Liu Ji was not surprised by her arrival. He consciously pushed all the silver nuggets on the table in front of her and said with a proud smile:
"Madam, from now on you only need to sit at home and enjoy yourself. Small things like making money will be left to me, my husband. As long as you serve me well, I will take care of the food and drinks that are delicious to you."
"Is there any left after spending all the money?" Qin Yao frowned, looked at the pile of at least a hundred taels of small silver nuggets on the table, and looked at Liu Ji's proud look, and asked dangerously: "What method did you use to cheat them?" of?"
Liu Ji was not interested in attending today's banquet. Looking at Qin Yao's reaction, he couldn't even raise his spirits. As soon as the carriage moved, he lay down in the carriage.
Liu Ji had the same expression at that time - he had no love in his life.
"Your talent?" Qin Yao couldn't help but sneered, "Is it that picture of a chicken pecking at rice?"
But the reality is that the host's food is good, but it's nothing Liu Ji has ever eaten before. To put it mildly, it's not as good as when he was a guest at Qi's house.
How dare he show off his painting skills?
Qin Yao followed him silently and came to the outside of the courtyard. She asked Awang to drive more carefully on the road and waved her hand, "Let's go."
He also made ten pictures of chickens pecking at rice.
Fortunately, the houses and shops in Tianqi House that were finally delivered were pretty good.
Standing on, she has made the tourism economy along the Taoist temple popular.
As for other entertainment, there was nothing, not even drinks, only the best Dahongpao and the like that he couldn't taste.
Qin Yao waved her hand, "I won't go out and show my face as a woman."
The banquet in Liu Ji's imagination was a lively, lively and prosperous banquet, with singers and dancers in attendance.
"What lie?" Liu Jiteng stood up and said confidently: "This is all the money I earned by relying on my own talents. It is pure and clean."
The corner of Liu Jigang's mouth that was about to grin suddenly dropped in annoyance. It turned out that the clothes were good, shouldn't it be that the other person was also good?
"Awang is already waiting in front of the door. Go ahead and come back early." Qin Yao ordered with a slight smile.
Qin Yao immediately got up and walked towards Liu Ji's study. The door was wide open. Liu Ji was sitting in front of the Eight Immortals' table with his back to the door, counting something on the table.
“Madam, will you come with me?”
Liu Ji's eyes widened. "What did you say, madam?" He suspected that his ears were broken and he was hallucinating.
"How much money did you get from selling the painting?" Qin Yao sat down, picked up a few silver ingots and threw them around. They were heavy and heavy on the hand, and they were all genuine silver.
For the sake of her life, she had to work in the entertainment industry during the day, broadcast live broadcasts at night to study on May 3rd, and rush to the Taoist temple to burn incense early in the morning!
As she worked hard, she built her own business and became the number one sweet girl in history.
She finally understood why Awang was hesitant and did not dare to speak.
"Just now." Qin Yao replied as she walked in. With some admiration, she walked around Liu Ji three times and said with satisfaction: "Not bad. The clothes are really good."
However, by the time of the banquet, Liu Ji's anticipation finally died.
Who said Vase can't counterattack? She wants to be the first person in the roll king!
ifies in 氪).
#She is so sweet, I love her so much
#Who says girl groups don't have true sisters!
[Sweet girl vs otaku, the victory of the good-looking party (σ≥A≤)σsister-brother love]
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