"Girl?" The man selling porcelain, Wang De, asked.
Jiang Yunzhu came back to her senses. "Boss, to tell you the truth, I'm not sure whether I want to buy it or not. Something is going to happen in a few days, and I don't know if I can get through it safely. If I can get through it, I will order fifty first, and I may order more later. If I can't get through it..."
She didn't continue, but believed he would understand.
Wang De listened to her, as it was related to his life and property. Compared with her, his matter was not urgent.
"Girl, are you okay?" he asked hesitantly.
"It's okay." Jiang Yunzhu smiled.
Wang De saw her smile and believed her. He gritted his teeth and said, "Girl, you name a date. As long as you come before this date, I will sell you." If it was after this date, he would not be able to guarantee it, and he might have worked as a miner in the mine by then.
"Thank you, boss. If I want to buy, I will come before November 8th. If not, you don't have to wait for me." Jiang Yunzhu said.
On November 8, he and his wife agreed to meet at the end of the month. Well, anyway, he would wait another eight days, and after eight days, everything would be settled.
"Okay." Wang De nodded.
"Thank you!" Jiang Yunzhu thanked him again and then turned around.
"Yunzhu, are you okay? November 8th..." Xu Qingshan heard what Jiang Yunzhu had just said and felt a little worried.
"I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed of a big-bellied arhat... Never mind, it might just be a dream. I'll talk about it later." Jiang Yunzhu said casually.
When Xu Qingshan heard that it was all because of a dream, he laughed and said, "Things in dreams can't be taken seriously."
"I know." Jiang Yunzhu replied.
The two did not continue the topic.
Afterwards, Jiang Yunzhu went to a nearby restaurant, looked at the prices of various dishes, and then got on a donkey cart back to Changshi Village.
At this moment, Jiang Lin was playing with several children from the village by the river at the entrance of the village. When he saw Jiang Yunzhu coming back, he ran home while shouting, "Sister is back, sister is back."
As soon as Jiang Yunzhu got off the car, Jiang Lin, Jiang Yunxue and Jiang Wu came over immediately to help her get her things.
Soon, the big and small bags were carried to the central hall or the kitchen.
"Then I'll go first." Xu Qingshan said.
"Well, thank you for today!" said Jiang Yunzhu.
"Don't be so polite." Xu Qingshan looked at Jiang Yunzhu again and left quickly.
After he left, Jiang Yunzhu went into the yard and looked at the sky. It was okay. After resting for half an hour, she started to make lunch. It should be in time.
She took out a paper bag from her pocket and opened it. Inside were eleven colorful candies. She bought these when she was buying seasonings. They were two for one cent. She bought the five-cent package, and the boss gave her one extra.
The candies were crystal clear, each the size of a fingertip, sparkling with charming luster in the sun.
"Candy." Jiang Lin was sharp-eyed and immediately saw the candy in her hand. He ran over a few steps, but did not grab it. He stood there looking at the candy with greedy eyes. He could hardly remember the taste of candy.
In fact, there was sugar in the kitchen, the kind with a little yellow color, which Jiang Yunzhu used for cooking, but none of the three children stole it.
Jiang Yunxue also came over and stared at the candies intently.
"Sugar." Jiang Wu's saliva was about to flow down, and he looked at Jiang Yunzhu eagerly.
"Which one do you want?" Jiang Yunzhu asked starting with the oldest one, Jiang Lin. Jiang Lin had been busy with their business these days, like a little adult, so he deserved a reward.
"The green one." Jiang Lin said. He liked that color.
Jiang Yunzhu picked up a green candy and handed it to him. He took it carefully, but did not eat it. Instead, he held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, as if he could not look at it enough.
"What about you?" Jiang Yunzhu asked Jiang Yunxue.
Jiang Yunxue has also helped a lot in the past few days. She said softly, "The blue one." She thought that one was the most beautiful.
Jiang Yunzhu gave her a blue one, and she held it in her hand, treating it like a treasure.
"I want the red one." Jiang Wu was already anxious, and said quickly without waiting for Jiang Yunzhu to ask.
Jiang Yunzhu took out a red one and handed it to him.
He stuffed the candy directly into his mouth, and his big black eyes opened even wider as if in amazement.
"Everyone gets one today. Once you eat them, they're gone. Don't snatch others'. OK?" Jiang Yunzhu said to the three children.
All three of them understood and nodded immediately.
"Don't pamper them too much, they..." Chen came out of the kitchen and said to Jiang Yunzhu.
Before she could finish her words, a candy was stuffed into her mouth.
Sweet, very sweet candy, as if it were sweet enough to reach one’s heart. Chen narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking of many things.
Jiang Yunzhu also pinched a candy and put it in her mouth, her rosy lips slightly raised.
Shen Fengming stood in front of the window, looking at Jiang Yunzhu's lips, and suddenly became curious whether those candies were really that sweet.
Although, he doesn't like sweet food.
There were eleven candies, and six were left. Jiang Yunzhu took one out and handed it to Chen, asking her to save it for Jiang Cheng to eat in the evening. She asked Jiang Lin to give the rest to Mr. Chen, who loved sweets, although he didn't say it.
After distributing the candies, Jiang Yunzhu went into the main hall to pack up the things she had bought.
Chen and others followed in to see what she bought.
When Chen saw the package of paper and ink, he asked, "What are you buying these for?"
Keep accounts, Jiang Yunzhu wanted to say. Suddenly, she frowned. She was so busy that she forgot that her original body was illiterate, so how could she keep accounts
But if she doesn't keep accounts, how can she remember who deposited how much money with her, how much was spent each time, and who ordered what meal today
She could say that she could learn to cook by herself after a little practice, but she could say that she could learn to read without any teacher? Who would believe that!
Who can read? Mr. Chen can’t read, Jiang Cheng can’t read, Chen can’t read, but Gu Yanzhou can read…
Or ask him for help
Jiang Yunzhu was thinking when a cold voice asked, "What's the matter?"
Looking up, I saw a tall and dignified man standing there. He was wearing a dark blue brocade robe and a wide band of the same darker color tied around his thin waist, which made his tall figure and handsome face look even more prominent.
Shen Fengming, this god of death, when did he come here!
Jiang Yunzhu was stunned. "I want to keep accounts, but I can't read."
After saying that, she came back to her senses and tensed herself up.
Shen Fengming looked at the paper and pen in her hand, so that was the case.
"Whatever you want to remember, I can write it down for you," he said.
Jiang Yunzhu's mind seemed to be filled with fireworks. What did he say? He wanted to help her write accounts? Did she hear it wrong? Or was he in a particularly good mood today and wanted to write something
Shen Fengming took the pen from Jiang Yunzhu and signaled that they could start.
Jiang Yunzhu spread out the paper like a puppet and poured out some ink and placed it aside.
Shen Fengming dipped the pen in ink and stood in front of the table.
"Mr. Bearded, five cents of silver, at noon on October 26th, one portion of boiled meat, twenty cents, one portion of rice, two cents.
Black-faced guest, eight cents of silver, at noon on October 26th, one portion of fried pork intestines, eighteen cents, and one portion of rice, two cents.
Thin guest, seven cents of silver, October 26th, noon, one serving of braised fish, thirty-eight cents, one serving of rice, two cents.
Regarding the bill for these three guests today, Jiang Yunzhu actually knew the surnames of Deputy General Zhao and the other two, but she didn't want Shen Fengming to know, so she wrote it like this.
As Shen Fengming listened, he wrote something on the paper.
He wrote in regular script, and his handwriting was just like his personality, upright and neat, with each character as neat and square as a block of tofu.
A good calligraphy is like a painting. Even an illiterate person will find it beautiful.
At this moment, Chen and others looked at the words written by Shen Fengming in amazement, and felt that they seemed to have magic.
What a good handwriting! Jiang Yunzhu was full of praise in her heart!
The room was silent. Yang Sheng came in from outside and saw Shen Fengming standing in front of the table with a pen in his hand, and Jiang Yunzhu and others stood next to him.
He blinked hard, wondering if he had seen it wrong.
Or is this Shen Fengming fake