suspected wife

Qiao Mingjin stood in front of the bed and watched Yue Zhongyao drink the ginger soup one bite at a time with the bowl in his hands.

The hot ginger soup slid down his throat into his stomach, hotly stimulating Yue Zhongyao's limbs and bones.

Yue Zhongyao's eyes were sour, and he secretly looked at Qiao Mingjin while drinking.

Qiao Mingjin didn't speak, her face was calm, she just waited for him to finish drinking and put away the bowl.

Yue Zhongyao was slightly disappointed.

After drinking, he handed Qiao Mingjin a big bowl and stared at Qiao Mingjin.

Qiao Mingjin took the bowl and said lightly, "If you're not feeling well, you can sleep in the wing room."

She also told her daughter: "Wan'er went to play with my cousin. Your father is not feeling well, let him rest and don't disturb him."

Wan'er pursed her lips and shook her head.

Sticking to Yue Zhongyao, with watery eyes, he reached for Yue Zhongyao's forehead with his small hand: "Daddy, is it hot? Is it uncomfortable? Wan'er wants to talk to Daddy here."

Yue Zhongyao stroked his daughter's head with his big hand, rubbed it twice, and said: "Wan'er is good, go outside to play. Daddy lie down for a while and then talk with us Wan'er? Don't let Daddy get sick."

"It's cold outside. I want to stay here with Daddy." He said and snuggled into Yue Zhongyao's arms.

Qiao Mingjin looked at the two of them hugging each other and talking in a low voice, thinking that he was busy with the workshop and ignored his daughter during this period, so he couldn't say anything more, so he turned around and walked out.

When Yue Zhongyao came in, his face was still flushed abnormally, what else did Qiao Mingjin not understand?

She also doesn't lack that piece of ginger, that girl Ming Qi ran away, isn't Wan'er still there?Maybe that little girl can really go to the kitchen to cook ginger soup for her father Zhang Luo.

That little thing is no taller than a stove.

I don't know if he got up too early.Mrs. Wu still saved his breakfast.Qiao Mingjin served him porridge, watched him drink two big bowls, and cooked him a bowl of ginger soup by the way.

It was still cold outside, so the father and daughter were sent to play in the wing room.

Qiao Mingjin was in the yard listening to the children's voices from the wing room, occasionally mixed with the deep voice of a man.

After listening to the two ears in the courtyard, I turned around and went to the workshop...

Now the workshop is getting more and more tense.

The Chinese New Year is just over a month away, and the end of the year is the season for giving gifts.Many people made an order with the shop after they learned that Yayi Workshop produced novel root carving works.Buy one or two as a gift.

It is both novel and atmospheric, and it looks tight in the hand.

Are you not angry?Some wooden stakes can be six or seven feet wide and high when dug out.Even if the branches and beards are removed, the difference is not much.

To transport such a large piece of stuff, don't you have to use a horse-drawn cart or ox cart to transport it?

At that time, when the red cloth is covered, will the recipient be surprised when he lifts it?Isn't it high-end atmosphere?

During this period of time, a lot of orders have been received.The thirteen masters in the workshop were working continuously, and they didn't sleep for several hours at night.

Yue Dalei has learned a lot from many masters now.Sometimes Qiao Mingjin's drawings are not needed to conceive an excellent work.He is also able to create independently.

Qiao Mingjin was very happy to see the vigor of the masters.As if seeing the white silver rushing towards her...

At the beginning of noon, Zhou Yanqing, who had not been here for several days, arrived.

Pushing open the door of Qiao Mingjin's workshop, a chill swept in with him.Qiao Mingjin shuddered involuntarily.

Zhou Yanqing quickly covered the thick curtain again.

He sat down on the chair opposite Qiao Mingjin, and pushed the charcoal basin in front of him with his feet.Stretch your hands over the charcoal basin.

"It's not that cold, is it? Didn't you hear that your carriage is as warm as spring? It's a charcoal basin and it belongs to Mrs. Tang. Stone said that he was worried that you would be poisoned by charcoal in it. Are you so afraid of the cold?"

Zhou Yanqing glanced at Qiao Mingjin.Said leisurely: "Did you take a look while blowing in the cold wind all the way? After a while, when you come again, the outer cover of the car may be covered with a layer of ice."

Qiao Mingjin saw that his sleeves and necklines were now covered with big fur, and he was afraid that in a few days, the big fur cloak would be able to be worn on his body.How afraid of the cold is this guy?

"Then how did you go to the capital in the past?"

"Who is okay to go to the capital in the winter? I can't even go to the New Year's gift. Besides, I'm not that afraid of the cold."

Qiao Mingjin pouted.yes.You are not afraid of the cold, it is because you love to wear woolen clothes.

"Why doesn't my cousin come back with you? My little nephew talks about his father every day."

"Yunjin can stand alone without me now. It's the end of the new year. I asked Zhou Guanshi to take him around, so that I can understand some regulations under the festival. I can't just ask Zhou Guanshi to help me with everything." Do it, Manager Zhou was temporarily seconded by me from the mansion, and he is still in charge of a whole lot of things in the mansion, and he has to worry about buying and giving New Year's gifts everywhere in the mansion next year."

Qiao Mingjin grabbed a blue and white teapot on the tea table, poured a cup of tea for Zhou Yanqing, and handed it to him with both hands.

"Thank you Saturday Lord for cultivating my cousin. I won't say any words of thanks, it's all in this tea."

Zhou Yanqing took the tea, glanced into the yellow and steaming tea, stared at Qiao Mingjin and said, "Isn't your thanks too insincere?"

Qiao Mingjin looked over with a smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Do you still expect me, a village girl, to give you any big gifts? Do you also expect to promise you with your body?"

After speaking, he laughed.

The more she gets acquainted with Zhou Yanqing, the more she seems to be able to make some harmless jokes without any scruples.

Holding the teacup, Zhou Yanqing watched Qiao Mingjin laughing and laughing. The room was too warm, and the woman's face was flushed a little. She was as white and tender as ever, and it was impossible to tell that this was what she was talking about. The look of a village girl.

Zhou Yanqing looked at the woman with picturesque eyebrows in front of her, and her heart moved.He just looked at her with a faint smile.

Qiao Mingjin also took a sip of tea, and found that the room was much quieter, so she turned her head to look.

Why is this guy staring at her blankly?Why are you silent?Why is it so quiet?

"I have flowers on my face? Are you looking at me like this?"

Zhou Yanqing smiled and took a sip of tea, Fang said: "It's not that there are flowers on the face."

Seeing the woman glaring at him reproachfully with her mouth curled up, it was as if a string had been plucked again.

Zhou Yanqing turned his head and coughed, Fang Zheng said: "Some time ago, I sent a letter to Beijing, talking about the root carving, and also drew a picture of a 'peacock opening its tail' and sent it out. Do you know?"

"You told me."

"Yeah. I wrote back the day before yesterday, and I'm very interested. I heard that some masters can use root carvings to make Buddhas. Let me carefully prepare a few statues and send them to Beijing. It's also good for my family to give gifts in the next year."

"Did you say how much money to give?"

Zhou Yanqing squinted at her: "How can I lose you?"

"You won't lose me. How about the master's bonus?"

Zhou Yanqing said: "I will leave it to them."

After speaking, he leaned back on the high-backed chair, and said again: "You still expect money from the capital? Every year to send New Year's festivals to the past, isn't it a carload of money? Qingchuan sends a lot of money to Beijing every year. More than half of the money earned here will be sent to my family to help them open up various relationships."

Qiao Mingjin looked at his inexplicable face, and said, "After all the hard work, is it actually a wedding dress for someone else?"

Zhou Yanqing glanced at her, and said again: "You can't say that. If we don't have all kinds of relationships with our family, how can we, a merchant, grow so big? Since ancient times, merchants have to be well-connected and have a bright future, and official support is indispensable. , otherwise this tax and that tax will be enough for you. Farmers only get one out of twenty, and merchants sometimes get five out of four. Sometimes, the treasury is short of money. I have to give. So there is no management from the main family, and there is no Zhou family today."

Qiao Mingjin understood.

These days, the status of merchants has always been the lightest.Most of the various taxes are collected from them.If you meet a good local official, you may receive less. If you meet a corrupt one, you will set up a name every day to collect various taxes.

When new officials are appointed, there is a long queue at the gate of the county government waiting to honor their filial piety, isn't it the businessmen?

Those who have people in the court, who are more powerful than local officials, will naturally be all right.This is also the reason why officials and businessmen have clamored to be bundled together since ancient times, and each has its own plans.

Merchants need officials to open the way. Some businesses cannot even get out of the city gate without the guides and approval documents issued by the officials.And if officials want to be promoted and establish relationships, they all need a lot of money.

These things are not something she can separate clearly.

Qiao Mingjin didn't speak, but silently drank a pot of tea with him, and made two more pots.The two were talking about some things about the workshop, and some irrelevant things...

"It's already noon, are you not going to invite me to dinner? Or is it cold and you don't even like to cook? Are you going to use this tea to get rid of me?"

After Zhou Yanqing drank three pots of tea in a row, he finally lost his temper.

Qiao Mingjin laughed out loud.

"I sent you, but I can't wrong myself. If you don't eat, I will eat."

Said, got up and walked outside.

Zhou Yanqing glared at her, opened the thick curtain and followed her out.

Mrs. He happened to come out of the kitchen. When he saw them, he quickly asked, "Master Liu, where are you eating? Why don't you have a meal at the workshop? The meal will be ready soon."

Zhou Yanqing raised her voice and said, "No, I'll go to Jinniang's to eat. They don't feel comfortable eating when they see me here."

He nodded in agreement, turned around and wanted to get some ingredients from the workshop to Qiao Mingjin, but Zhou Yanqing also pushed him away. He brought his own food every time he came, so he didn't have to compete with the workshop people for food.

The two talked all the way to Qiao's house, but they didn't see Mrs. Sun beside the workshop wall.

Mrs. Sun glanced at the two of them blankly, the handsome man and the pretty woman are really eye-catching.

It's cheaper than Qiao's, this woman just has the ability to seduce people.Leaving a muddy leg and still being close to such a wealthy man.

He rolled his eyes and ran home in a hurry. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)