This day seems to be particularly long.

Zhijin returned from the village in the northern suburbs and settled Aunt Duan, and then returned to his home village in the eastern suburbs over the sky.

Fengnian’s family personally cooked a large bowl of beef sauce noodles for her daughter. Hand-rolled noodles were cooked in the thick beef soup, thick beef sauce was poured on top, a large spoon of sour beans, finely cut oil tofu skin, and minced shallots and coriander were sprinkled. Jijin was always heavy, and then drizzled with some chives and red oil before serving it.

Ji Jin was also hungry, and he became a little more energetic after eating most of the bowl of noodles. At noon, he used it in the Tang Mansion. The wife was so proud that she ate it with the lady on the table where the wife was lowered. With the master, she was naturally a little bit restrained and did not dare to eat too much. Later, she gave a snack in the girl's room, but she only cared about reminiscing about the past with the red color. She didn't eat much. She was thirsty and drank a lot of tea and became more and more digested.

Who would have thought that the carriage that came back would be like that? Aunt Duan passed by, and didn't care about anyone, and rushed back to her own farm to discuss countermeasures. It was Jijin and the coachman who hired a doctor together and sent it back together.

A bowl of noodles stopped my panic, Ji Jincai slowly told his mother and husband about what happened today.

Fengnian's family was excited and poured a tea in her hand on the corner of her skirt: "What a fucking? That old man was so fucked and couldn't speak?"

Man Chang shook his head as he heard this. He probably took this disease with the flow, otherwise he would not be able to redeem these sins even if he had a mouth.

Zhijin drank all the hot spicy and crispy noodle soup and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief: "When I woke up, my eyes were no longer as bright as I could, I would just hum with my mouth and shook my head tremblingly when I asked her."

Fengnian's family called the little girl to come and put away the dishes and chopsticks, and then asked to brew a pot of hot tea: "Oh, it sounds so pitiful, but I still have no luck. I have been greedy for so much, but I can't suppress it."

Seeing that there were three people in the house, Manchang said, "My mother is confused. Our boss is the one who can't rub the sand in her eyes. It would be fine if she just greedy for some small profits, but she held all the farm in Kyoto in her own hands. If she doesn't pretend to die, the boss will have to take her life."

Fengnian's family heard this and shivered: "It's just a loose loom, and it's just a few ounces of shreds to sell for money. It's going to cost you somewhere." He was scared when he heard it. He used to lay two eggs and a piece of pig skin when he worked in the kitchen.

Manchang has always had a good temper. Seeing that his mother-in-law was confused, he didn't care. He patiently argued with her: "A pound of silk can be greedy for half a foot of silk. According to this number, he can at least lose ten thousand taels of silver in a year..."

"Ah? Ten thousand..." Fengnian's family almost fell to his back: "She is a little tender maggot in the pit and wants to chew old cow dung! She dares to open her mouth!"

"Mom, see what you said." Zhijin frowned. Fortunately, he had just finished eating the noodles. He got up and took a large pot of hot tea brought by the little girl. He placed three tea bowls on the table, pouring each cup of seven cents full. He was used to serving the girl's room, and he still followed the rules of the big house.

Manchang grew up with Jijin since he was young, and he always regarded Fengnian's family as his own mother. He didn't bother her and brought the tea to her: "Money is still a small matter, the key is to instigate seven or eight Zhuangzi to break away from his home, which is the most unbearable."

After hearing this, Ji Jin nodded: "Apart from that, the silk is thin, although it can't be seen at first glance. If it is compared with intentional ones, wouldn't it make people say that the Tang family is 'short for a short time'!"

Man Chang was right and forgot that his elders were present, so he pinched the back of his hand: "That's right, this is how he smashed the owner's sign."

The gold-woven face turned red and he pulled his hands back. After all, he was still newlywed. When he thought of those affectionate nights, his face became hot.

Fengnian's family didn't pay attention to the little movements of their daughter and son-in-law, and their minds were still circulating about Aunt Duan's affairs: "I'm so unhappy. The big tree in the boss fell down. We must not be completely finished!" Fengnian's family thought it through clearly, and then he said strangely: "The silk yarn is just a little thinner, and the wife can see it? I didn't expect that she was so careful."

Manchang was also surprised and looked at Jijin.

"I heard from Ci Gu that it was the wife who made rouge paste. Because it was necessary to filter it finely, silk was always used instead of Luo to make filter cloth. Who knew that the paste made this time was not as delicate as before, so she kept her mind and found the clues. "Jiangjin took a sip of strong tea, and because the Luohan fruit was soaked in it, she felt the fresh and sweet taste was full of freshness: "Half a month ago, I secretly sent people to various farms to investigate, and the hands and feet on the loom were protruded out."

"How can they sell the silk that is worth ten thousand taels of silver?" Fengnian's family couldn't figure out where these silks were hidden, and how many cars would they have to be pulled out even if they were pulled out by a car.

"It would be a big deal," Man Chang was also thinking about this, "I'm afraid that what they missed was not silk, nor silk."

"What else can it be?"

"It's just the money." Manchang made a conclusion, "I'm afraid I'll cut the money from the root! I'll buy only 90 kilograms of silk from the account, and the remaining money will be greedy. I'm afraid I have to deal with the silk reeling family, and the orders I have to be a hundred kilograms, giving some benefits to silk reeling in silk, and there's nothing unhappy."

"What a strange thing, isn't the one who buys silk in Beijing the same way as Lao Duan's godson?" Fengnian's family suddenly realized.

"Oh, yes," Man Chang sighed, "When I first came out and ran away, I followed Brother Qi. When my master was loyal, he said these words in my ears all day long, and I always thought he was loyal."

"If it weren't for this, the boss wouldn't have given him such a big heart." Fengnian's family said.

Man Chang drank half a bowl of tea in one breath: "If it weren't for this tolerance, he would have been discovered for so many years."

"How to say it?"

"If you want to be a more greedy person, wouldn't the silk be more thinner every year?" Man Chang thought.
Chapter completed!