Hearing Gu Lang's question, Chen Xing subconsciously shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.
Seeing Chen Xing's silly appearance, Gu Lang's lips curled up, and his thin lips parted slightly, and he said slowly: "The betrothal gift was decided by my father back then, to show sincerity. Our Gu family gave it to two shops on Chen's East Street , ten mu of fertile land in the west district, and two hundred taels of silver."
Chen Xing has only been here for a few days, so he is not very clear about the prices here, but he always feels that there are a lot of these things, but he doesn't know how much they are worth.
Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing's slightly confused expression, and continued: "If you don't believe me, I still have the gift list from that year, would you like to see it?"
Hearing what Gu Lang said, Chen Xing shook his head hastily. Even after Gu Lang said that, he still has reason to not believe it. After all, there is no need to lie to him.
Gu Lang coughed, and his already pale complexion became more and more bloodless. After the cough subsided, he continued: "Do you know what I went to the Chen family for a while ago?"
Chen Xing looked at him, and carefully guessed: "Go let the Chen family fulfill the marriage contract?"
Gu Lang stared at Chen Xing's clean eyes, and laughed, "The Gu family looks like this now, even if Gu is overconfident, he knows that the Chen family will definitely not send their daughter to suffer, so the last time I went there, I didn't know what to do." It's just to break the engagement and get back my Gu family's things, who knows..."
Chen Xing immediately understood the unfinished meaning of Gu Lang's words. Who knew that the Chen family actually hired him, a counterfeit, to replace them in order not to return the betrothal gifts.
Stared at by Gu Lang's amber eyes, Chen Xing felt a little guilty for some reason, and at the same time cursed the Chen family in his heart for being too worthless.
Chen Xing felt guilty for a moment, and quickly remembered his purpose, plucked up the courage to look at Gu Lang, and continued: "Well, I will try my best to make money to pay you back, you can promise to sell me after I earn money Will Che give me back?"
Gu Lang didn't expect that Chen Xing would still react like this after he said so much. He stared at Chen Xing's clear eyes for a while, and suddenly felt that he was a little innocent and cute. He hooked the corners of his lips and responded in a low voice, "Okay."
Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing's eyes that suddenly lit up, making him feel that the person who sent him here was not useless, at least he was cute and silly.
Gu Lang coughed again, looking at the happy Chen Xing, "You will live in this mansion until you pay back the money, and this will be your room from now on."
"Yeah, thank you." Chen Xing looked at him and nodded desperately, thinking that Gu Lang was a really good person, not only didn't take his anger out on him, but actually let him live here.
Gu Lang took a deep look at Chen Xing, turned and left the room.
Until the door closed again, Chen Xing sat down on the bed and let out a long sigh of relief. He originally thought that Gu Lang's test would not be easy, but he didn't expect the young master of the Gu family to be so talkative.
However, Chen Xing still felt that he had to figure out the prices here as soon as possible, know how to make money, and return the money to Gu Lang as soon as possible. When he got his contract of sale, he would find a place to open a small restaurant. He believed that with his skills, he would never starve to death.
Chen Xing made up his mind and prepared to go to bed. Only then did he realize that the bedding under his buttocks was very soft, comparable to the Simmons bed he slept on in his previous life.
Chen Xing tilted his head in doubt, is this ancient craftsmanship better than modern ones? It's just that this thought only flashed in his mind for a moment, and then he left it behind. After all, there are even men who can give birth here. What if the handicrafts are more developed
The next day, as soon as Chen Xing opened his eyes, he realized that it was almost dawn outside. He woke up with a shock, and hurriedly got out of bed.
It wasn't until Chen Xing saw the surrounding decorations clearly when he was putting on his shoes that he realized that he was no longer in the Chen residence, but at the Gu family's residence. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the speed of dressing also slowed down.
When he packed himself up and opened the door to go out, he was taken aback by the scene outside. He didn't know whether the yard was unoccupied all the year round or if it was neglected. Except for the passing path, the rest of the yard was covered with Overgrown with weeds of varying heights. If we meet at night, we will definitely feel that this is the haunted house in the deserted village.
Chen Xing looked left and right, and found that not only was there no one, but there were no redundant voices, and he immediately felt even more terrifying. At this moment, he saw smoke rising not far away, he hesitated for a moment and then touched in that direction.
When he found what looked like a kitchen, he saw a man squatting in front of a gurgling medicine pot, carefully fanning the fire.
Chen Xing hesitated by the door for a long time, seeing that the man was only concentrating on brewing the medicine without any distraction, he couldn't help but say, "Well, hello."
The man reacted very quickly, turning around with a whoosh, Chen Xing saw that the person squatting there looked quite young, about seventeen or eighteen years old.
When the man saw Chen Xing for the first time, there was a bit of doubt in his eyes, and then he seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "You are the young master's newly married wife!"
Chen Xing felt that this title made him very embarrassed, so he said embarrassingly: "Don't call me Madam, just call me Chen Xing. By the way, what's your name?"
The boy looked at him for a while, then nodded, "My name is Qiu Jiu."
Seeing that the young man was easy to talk to, Chen Xing walked over slowly and asked him about the affairs of the mansion, "What are you doing here? Are there other people in this mansion?"
"I'm helping you make medicine. You are not in good health. You have to drink medicine first after getting up in the morning." Qiu Jiu paused and continued: "In the past, there were only me and you in this mansion, and now you are added. Three people. By the way, I will help you finish the medicine later and make breakfast. Is there anything you don’t want to eat?”
Chen Xing was a little curious, "What do you do every day?"
Qiu Jiu scratched his head, showed a silly smile, and said a little embarrassedly: "I only know how to go down, and then put some toppings on it."
The topping is a kind of pickled pickles, and the taste is very weird.
Chen Xing looked at the boy squatting there, and asked tangledly, "Isn't your young master in poor health? Is it okay to eat like this every day?"
Hearing this, Qiu Jiu sighed very melancholy, and sighed like an old man: "Isn't there no way, my young master is very poor! I don't have any talent for cooking, so I can only cook That's it. I originally thought that the young master could improve the family's conditions by successfully getting back the dowry, but who knew... "
Qiu Jiu seemed to realize something suddenly, and quickly cut off the conversation, looking at Chen Xing with some embarrassment.
Chen Xing didn't mind as much as he imagined, after all, what Qiu Jiu said was the truth.
Looking at the embarrassed young man, Chen Xing smiled at him, "If you don't mind, let me make breakfast. Is there anything your young master should not eat?"
Looking at his clean face, Qiu Jiu asked suspiciously, "Can you?"
Chen Xing hooked the corners of his lips, and his whole body became brighter, "I still have some experience in cooking."
Qiu Jiu looked at him suspiciously, thinking of the young master's order, he didn't stop him, and even told him that he could take whatever he wanted from the kitchen.
Chen Xing complied, and started to work on the stove, but to his surprise, the Gu family's stove was not used much, or because Qiu Jiu was more diligent, it was exceptionally clean. What made him even more happy was that there were a lot of things that should be in the kitchen, and there were even a lot of fresh ingredients.
Qiu Jiu boiled the medicine at the side, seeing that Chen Xing was only puzzled when he saw those things, and then happily started cooking, feeling that the new lady seemed a little silly.
At the beginning, Chen Xing was not familiar with ancient kitchen utensils, and he was a little clumsy when cutting vegetables with a knife. Qiu Jiu stared at his hands and squeezed a sweat for him, for fear that he would cut his hands. From clumsiness to proficiency, he felt that the new lady seemed to have some merits.
Soon, a strong smell of meat porridge wafted from the kitchen.
Qiu Jiu, who was boiling the medicine next to her, couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she smelled the aroma, and almost knocked over the bowl by accident when pouring the medicine. Fortunately, he caught the falling bowl quickly with his eyes and hands, so he could barely keep his achievements. After doing all this, he took a look at Chen Xing and was relieved to see that he didn't pay attention to him.
Chen Xing poured out three bowls of the cooked porridge, looked at Qiu Jiu who had poured the medicine, and asked, "Do you want me to help you bring the porridge to your young master?"
Qiu Jiu picked up the meat porridge that belonged to him, shook his head, and said straightly: "No need, the young master can't eat too hot food. Let's eat it first, and I will send it to the young master after we finish eating. The temperature is just right."
Chen Xing didn't force himself when he heard the words, he nodded and picked up his own bowl and started to eat.
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Gu Langzhao got up at the usual time, and when he came to the outside room after washing, he saw on the table besides the bowl of medicine he usually drank, there was also a bowl of lean meat porridge that looked very delicious.
Gu Lang looked up at Qiu Jiu who was standing next to him, and asked suspiciously, "Did you buy it outside?"
When Qiu Jiu heard his young master ask about the porridge, he beamed and said, "Master, this porridge is made by Chen Xing. I think it's worth the money to buy something like this that can cook."
Gu Lang glanced at him, and Qiu Jiu immediately stopped talking.
After Gu Lang took the medicine and took a few mouthfuls of porridge, he suddenly agreed with Qiu Jiu's words. He slowly finished the bowl of porridge, which was more than his usual appetite, and looked up at the person next to him who couldn't wait to say something. Qiu Jiu asked lightly, "Where are the others?"
"Chen Xing said that he is going outside to see what business is making money, and he will come back on time to cook at noon. Son, do you think we should prepare the ingredients for noon in advance?"