"Go to the warehouse and pick out some exquisite items, and find two reliable stewards to help."
Although he was in a bad mood, Feng Han still couldn't help but want to send a gift.
"yes."
Yuan Liu was not surprised at all.
In this war without smoke, his master has always been at the bottom.
He felt distressed at first, but now...
He just wanted to say one thing: his master brought this upon himself.
*
At the same time in Liushu Village, Su Qiao returned home and the family was sitting in the upper room discussing something.
Because today was a day off, even Su Yichen and Su Yihe, who were attending private school, were at home.
"partnership?"
Everyone was stunned.
"This matter... this matter... are we really going to open a bookstore in partnership with that gentleman?"
The old man also frowned: "Qiao'er, didn't you say that we wouldn't try to get close to others? You..."
After the adult left, the old man gradually felt relieved.
I thought that as time went on, I would no longer have any thoughts about it.
Now his granddaughter actually took the initiative to contact that man, which made him unhappy.
"Master, the problem now is that we don't try to curry favor with them, but they obviously don't think so. Every day, there are plainclothes officers of the Imperial Guards watching around the shops in the town. Those who come to the shops to cause trouble are taken away by them before they can even move."
In fact, apart from going to Coal Hill, Yuan Wu spent almost all his time hanging around her.
Su Qiao guessed that the situation here would be reported to the capital.
The old man sighed, smoked his cigarette and stopped talking.
He was just wishful thinking before, thinking too well that nothing would happen if the person was not here.
"Then are we really going to partner with that adult?" Su Yaohui looked at his father, and then at his daughter who was becoming more and more outstanding.
"By the way, Qiao'er, the thing you said you would think about carefully last time, is this it?"
Zhou Lihua also remembered this: "Girl, you are not fooling your father and your mother, are you?"
"Tell me the truth, are you afraid that we would object to handing over the papermaking technology to your uncle, so you came up with this excuse on the spur of the moment?"
Su Yaohui also felt a little uncomfortable: "It's better to open a private school than to open a bookstore."
There is simply no comparison between the two.
Su Qiao glanced at the two of them and said, "Why are you so anxious? Isn't this what I was about to say?"
Now there is enough money to open a bookstore, and the molds for movable type printing have also come out, so everything is ready.
"Xiao Hao, go help your sister guard the hospital gate and don't let anyone get close to our house."
Xiao Hao raised the wooden sword in his hand, patted his chest and said, "Sister, don't worry, I'll squat on the wall, and no one can get close to our house."
Su Qiao smiled and patted his head: "Well, you did a good job. I'll give you some candy later."
"Sister, after eating the candy, can you teach me how to write? You haven't taught me how to write for several days."
These days my sister has been busy either in the shop or in the new house nearby, and she has forgotten to teach him how to write or to practice.
Fortunately, he was self-aware and asked his father to teach him a few words, and he never stopped practicing sword every day.
Su Qiao smiled.
This little fellow used to be unable to learn a single word even after five days, but now he is making rapid progress and can learn ten words a day.
"Okay, I'll teach you after I finish talking."
"Well, I'll go then."
Xiao Hao nodded vigorously, and walked away with a fierce and ruthless step.
"When did our Sanlang start to like learning characters?" Zhou Lihua was completely confused.
The old lady rolled her eyes at her and said, "Of course it's because he's grown up and started to understand things. Haven't you seen how sensible his sister is now?"