Before he could get home, Bai Gui ran into Bai Youde who came out to find him.

"Where did you get the lantern?"

When you first saw Bai Gui, the joy on Bai Youde's face turned into a stern look, "Have you not taught you by your husband? It's a matter of stealing without asking. You should go to the ancestral hall to the gatehouse of the ancestral hall."

He saw that this was a big red jujube wood lantern commonly used by the lame old man in the ancestral hall.

"It was Uncle Gouwa who lent the amount. He said it was too late to come out of the school, so he lent the lantern to the amount." Bai Gui was not surprised by Bai Youde and blamed him for his fault.

Long-term workers like Bai Youde are often cold-eyed.

People are poor and incompetent, and even dogs dislike them.

The "good intention" he encountered now is probably one of the few that Bai Youde has experienced in his life.

This is strange that some children from poor families in their previous lives had toys that were far beyond their class. They were not considered stealing, but were all strange.

"Really?" Bai Youde's tense face stretched out. He turned around and led the way in front, saying as he walked: "Today, the eldest young master went home and told the master that you were given a copybook by the teacher. The master also praised you as a person who could learn skills. He asked the kitchen to slaughter an old hen, cooked chicken soup and gave it to our family, saying that he would give the Lu family a face."

"The master also said that your care will be taken care of by the Lu family in the future."

"Every day, you eat and drink with the eldest and second masters. You can eat whatever the two masters eat. This is the kindness that the Lu family has given us. You have to remember it and wait for the repayment in the future."

"I went to the two young masters, remember not to say the wrong things, do the wrong things, and be annoying."

Bai Youde swung coldly and waited in the snow for two or three hours. Even if he stomped his feet, he felt that the soles of his feet and body were biting cold. He took out a water gun and smoke rod from his arms, lit it with a fire snatch, took a bite, and felt warmer.

He thought this was a good thing.

Shu Xiu, he couldn't afford it. Lu Zilin told him about this tonight, which made him happy.

Now the long-time workers and servants of the Lu family envied him for giving birth to a good baby.

In the future, the two young masters of the Lu family will become stronger and take power. With the friendship between the two young masters and Bai Gui, then Bai Gui will definitely be the accountant and housekeeper of the Lu family in the future.

Push open the door.

After entering the kang, Bai Youde brought out the hen soup hot on the stove. It was a very large ceramic jar, blue and white porcelain, which was whiter than the snowflakes in the snow. There was a layer of oil floating on the chicken soup, which was yellow and orange, which was particularly attractive.

"Um, don't drink it."

After a pause, Bai Gui dusted off the snowflakes on his shoulders.

Layers of snowflakes fell to the ground, wet.

He was wearing three layers, two layers of spring and summer shirts inside, and sponge clothes outside. There was a brazier in the school, but it was not very cold. He didn't need to prepare another winter clothes at 300 steps from home.

"Why don't you drink it? This hen has been raised for five or six years and it smells fragrant!"

Bai Youde was stunned for a moment and said in confusion.

He suddenly felt something was wrong and at a loss.

The hen soup that has been cooked in your hands for a long time is so hot that I don’t know if it should be put or held in my hands. It will make your body hot.

"After drinking the hen soup from the Lu family, I was from the Lu family. I took the Lu family's shredding, and I really became the follower of the two young masters. I was controlled by others, so I couldn't do it!"

Bai Gui shook his head firmly.

After taking Shu Xiu, he will definitely be restrained by the Lu family in the future. He did not say that he would take the money from the Lu family for nothing, but he would ignore the Lu family. This is an ungrateful wolf, and his reputation will be ruined.

Looking at Bai Youde, who was at a loss, Bai Gui's face calmed down a little and said softly: "Dad, do you think the master is a good person?"

Is Mr. Lu Zilin a good person?

This made Bai Youde ask, and if Lu Zilin is a good person, that's right. The Lu family's wages are given on time and never owes them. When harvesting wheat and corn crops every year, they can eat them several times.

Among the wealthy owners, the Lu family is considered good.

But from the bottom of my heart, Bai Youde, like Liu Mou'er, believed that Lu Zilin was an immoral master and was not a good thing. He kicked the door of the widows in these households in Bailu Village. Although he saved the widow's life for a while, it also ruined the widow's chastity.

Kicking the widow’s door at night is one of the four major unethical things!

Looking at Bai Youde's expression, Bai Gui probably figured out Bai Youde's thoughts. He knew that his father was better than his son. He pondered for a while and said, "Dad, why do you think the teacher kept his er for so long? He taught the er classics and could be the imperial examination by learning the er. The teacher said that the er was the smartest in the school and could become a scholar... But if he became a servant, he would not even be qualified to participate in the er imperial examination. He was about to tell you about this, and moved out of the Lu family!"

The servants are not qualified to participate in the imperial examination, and this is true.

But Changgong is actually just a contractual relationship with the master, not a real servant.

"What?"

"Scholar?"

Bai Youde was moved. He put down the porcelain jar containing hen soup and wandered back and forth for a while. This determination was not easy to make. His family could count on the Lu family to live. Once the food was cut off, he would starve to death.

But becoming a scholar is to shine on the family.

Even if Bai Youde dies and goes to hell, he will have the attitude to meet his ancestors.

"Well, there are a few taels of silver to sell mountain goods, which is enough to support..."

Bai Gui took out a few taels of silver from his arms.

The price of silver in modern times is low, only 30 to 4 yuan per gram, while in the Qing Dynasty, one tael of silver was about 37.4 grams, which means that one tael of silver was only more than 100 yuan when it was converted. Bai Gui's money could be exchanged for at least 30 to 40 taels of silver.

Looking at the money in Bai Gui's hand, Bai Youde developed some confidence, "Okay, at worst, you can be a maike next year. You can save a few months of food and make money."

A few taels of silver can save money and be enough for a year to chew.

Although it is a bit unkind and righteous to say that it is not a good person to be a Lu family, the Lu family has not treated him badly over the years, but for Bai Gui's future, this is still worth taking.

Spread out a piece of bamboo paper and press down on a corner with pebbles as a rock.

The air was a bit cold and Bai Gui breathed into the palms of his hands and gently grinded a small piece of pine smoke ink with his hands. Nowadays, there is no finished ink sold, but needs to be ground by himself.

Zishui County is close to the Qinling Mountains, and there are many pine trees in the Qinling Mountains, and many people make ink.

Ying Shao of the Eastern Han Dynasty recorded in "Han Guanyi": "Shangshu Ling, servant, chief, and Lang, and the moon gave a big piece of Yumi big ink and a small piece of Yumi small ink."

And this Yumo is in Qianyang County, Qin Province, close to the Qinling Mountains.

Ink is divided into pine smoke ink and oil smoke ink. Pine smoke ink is made of soot burned by pine trees. It is characterized by black color, poor gloss and light glue, so it is suitable for writing. The oil smoke ink is made of animal or vegetable oils and has a black and shiny color. For example, tung smoke ink is mostly used in Chinese painting.

Bai Gui used cheap pine and smoke ink. This time he did not use the old pen given by Xu Xiucai, but took out a sheep brush with small regular script that he bought, glued it with ink, started to use the pen to write and copy books.

A few days ago, the fort was built, and the village collected straw mats. Because Bai Youde was free on weekdays, he used straw mats for sale. So after that, he had a lot of money and went to the town to buy Bai Gui a knife of bamboo paper and a few pine smoke ink.

As for books, they are short of money and are too expensive to buy.

"Mr. This old book is much better than other people's new books. The new book does not have the annotations written by Mr. and the notes he took. I'm afraid this is also Mr.'s intention..."

Bai Gui opened the book and looked at the annotations written in fly head small regular script, and couldn't help but feel even more grateful to Xu Xiucai.

It was already late to study today, so it was not advisable to copy books again.
Chapter completed!