How many more than five thousand sprigs of copper coins are there?

The Shen family specially built a large room to stack it.

Now that the matter is over, Chen An is worried when he looks at the copper coins.

Too many!

Unexpectedly, Chen An, I was worried about money for a day. This feels really...

He stayed in the warehouse for half an hour and lived up to the rich.

"elder brother!"

"elder brother!"

Chen An turned around and saw Guoguo jogging up step by step under the steps, then grabbed the door and said in surprise: "Wow! So much money! Brother, buy delicious food, delicious food!"

"Little money fan!"

Chen An came over to hold her, and the brother and sister looked at the pile of copper coins and felt particularly comfortable.

Children are carefree and their favorite things are eating and playing.

Guoguo held his brother's sleeve and raised his head and said, "Brother, Brother Zhongzhen's house has sent a lot of clothes... I can't finish it!"

Chen An said softly: "Don't be afraid, just wear it."

Gao Taotao's method of expressing his gratitude was very rough. He directly used Guoguo as a target and sent all kinds of good things over, directly flooding Guoguo's small warehouse.

"Brother, I won't be able to wear it next year."

The little girl still loves beauty and feels it would be a pity not to wear so many clothes.

"My brother will do it for you next year."

Chen An never thought this was a problem, but Gao Taotao had to express his gratitude, so she could let her do it.

"Langjun, a woman came outside."

Chen An arrived at the front yard and saw a woman as soon as he entered.

"Miss Jiang."

The woman was solemnly blessed, and then smiled and said, "Mr. Shen is so handsome that I feel moved when I see it!"

Is this a matchmaker?

Chen An asked her to sit down and said, "There are no elders in the family, so I'm negligent."

Aunt Jiang is over thirty years old. She looks at Milfs with a plump figure, probably tender and juicy age, and she is so charming when she speaks.

She smiled and said, "Why would you like to ask Mr. Chen, who is the one in the family?"

Chen An said casually: "Of course it's someone."

The only masters in the family are him and Guoguo. He is the head of the family. Who will decide if he doesn’t make the decision?

Aunt Jiang's eyes were filled with joy, her face flushed, and she said, "It's good that way, but I have a commission here, Mr. Chen...Bao Gong's commission."

What?

Chen An subconsciously wanted to run away.

Lao Bao's commission.

What did that old guy want to do?

The Song Dynasty had a deficit every year, which made Lao Bao feel overwhelmed in the position of the Sansi Envoy. Now his best ability is to tear down the east wall and repair the west wall, just to pass the present.

Aunt Jiang stared at his face, observing his expression, and felt something interesting, so she said, "Mr. Bao said that you will go to the banquet in the afternoon..."

What?

Chen An said bitterly: "What feast?"

Aunt Jiang covered her mouth and smiled, "Mr. Bao asked you to go to the Censor Yang Jinian's house after going to the yamen. As for the banquet, I don't know, but I just want to take you there first."

Chen An coughed dryly and said, "This... Mr. Bao is not here, it is difficult to tell the truth about this matter. Let's wait until Mr. Bao goes to the yamen."

He felt that the taste of this matter was wrong and dangerous, so he cheated on it first.

Someone looked outside the door and Chen An saw that it turned out to be Lao Bao’s housekeeper.

"That... Chen Langjun, Alang said, please be sure to go, he will go down the yamen. If he doesn't go..."

The threat in this sentence was very strong, so Chen An had to agree.

Aunt Jiang immediately stood up and said, "Is there anyone in the mansion?"

How did you ask this?

Chen An said dissatisfiedly: "Of course there are people."

Aunt Jiang said lightly: "I'm asking about the person who is dressing up."

"No."

Chen An doesn't need to dress up. Guoguo is simple, Aunt Chen tied her hair every morning. But occasionally Guoguo would come and ask her brother to tie two simple little tricks on herself.

Aunt Jiang raised her head slightly, and a familiar breath overflowed.

Chen An thought about it and it was probably the breath of an expert.

"Get something."

She reached out to Zeng Ermei on the side.

Zeng Ermei asked, "What do you want?"

“Pretty stuff.”

Zeng Ermei said oh and ran away.

When she came back later, she held a comb in her hand and a bottle of fragrant dew.

Aunt Jiang sighed, "That's all?"

Zeng Ermei nodded.

Aunt Jiang glanced at her and said, "Women are never ugly, only you think you are ugly."

This sentence suffocated Zeng Ermei. Aunt Jiang walked to Chen An and said lightly: "It would be fine if there is nothing else, comb your hair!"

Chen An was confused. Aunt Jiang had untied his headscarf and began to comb his hair.

Later she wrapped a headscarf for Chen An again, took a few steps back, and praised: "What a handsome young man."

The two sat for a while, and when they were still one hour away from Xiaya, Aunt Jiang took Chen An to set off.

After leaving Zhuque Gate, follow the left and heading to the Bian River, and to the right, there is a residential area ahead.

The high housing prices in Bianliang make people feel bitter. If you can have a house in the outer city, you will be considered a rich man.

As I walked in, the streets and alleys were more lively than in the inner city. Until a house, Aunt Jiang got off the carriage and went to call the door with a smile.

When the door opened, a male servant looked outside, then said a few words to Aunt Jiang, and then said, "Mr. Chen, please come in."

Not a trap?

Chen An looked at Chen Luo who was following him, and Chen Luo nodded slightly, indicating that he would be vigilant at any time.

This is a small courtyard with two entry points, which is probably where the servants live and the kitchen.

The main hall is right in front of him, and Chen An is led over.

Aunt Jiang was extremely active in making jokes and making fun of Chen An after sitting down. After sitting down, she even made fun of Chen An's shyness.

I'm not shy!

I just wondered if this is the Hongmen Banquet today.

It was hot, and Aunt Jiang sat on the side. Taking advantage of the opportunity that she and Shen An were the only ones here, she opened some clothes, and then slapped them with a handkerchief a few times.

The woman's body fragrance wafted over, Chen An smelled it, but he was not moved, and he didn't even look over there.

"Oh! It's so hot!"

Aunt Jiang pulled her clothes a little further.

Chen An looked outside the door calmly, thinking that brother is an old ghost who has seen all the sails. You... you can find a place to squat on the streets in the future. How much meat can you see?

A servant came in, glanced inside quickly, and then brought the tea.

In the room in the backyard, the censor Yang Jinian sat on the upper head with a stern face, beside him was his wife Li.

And in the lower head, a girl in her teens sat dignifiedly, with her skin tender and white, reflecting her eyebrows and eyes.

On the opposite side, a boy of eight or nine years old was restlessly rubbing.

The servant came in and said happily: "Alang, the boy didn't look squint, he didn't see any nervousness and panic, and he was very calm!"

Li was in his thirties and said, "Mr. Bao seems to be considerate about Zhuo Xue in our family. Chen An is just an honest person. I want to come here..."

She glanced at her children and stopped what happened later.
To be continued...