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Qian hesitated: "I said it. But I think Wuyuan is right next door, just over the mountain. If the child is good, it doesn't hurt to get married!" She also emphasized, "Your father also said when he was here Yes, as long as you live a good life, we parents can do whatever we want!"

Song Jiyun was speechless for a long time and said: "If parents are not good, how can children live well?"

Even in later generations, girls who marry far away will have many inconveniences, let alone at this time when transportation is inconvenient.

It's okay if you don't know. Now that you know, why should you suffer like this?

But Qian didn't give up and said, "For your marriage, your father searched all the better families in Liang County but couldn't find one he was satisfied with."

The implication is that it is better to try to look for it outside.

Song Jiyun also felt that he could not make preconceptions and generalize, and said: "Then I will ask someone to inquire carefully about the situation of the Xiong family."

Mr. Qian was then satisfied and said with a smile: "If there is something good, I will also decide on your third sister's marriage."

Song Jiuyun sweated violently.

In her heart, Song Jiuxue is still a child.

However, this is the way the world is. She can be independent, but she cannot force others to live the same life as her.

"I will take it to heart." Song Jiyun promised Qian, and Qian told her about the incident at the Eight Immortals Temple today, "It said that the county seat was blocked and many people returned without success, so they could only go back later. .”

Song Jiyun nodded, told his mother about today's grand occasion, and said: "If you want to see the Buddha statues, you can go to the kiln with me in a few days. I have burned six Buddha statues in total."

Get ready for some rare finds!

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qian said in disdain: "It's not in the palace, so what's so good about it?"

What is the difference between those offered in temples and those not offered in temples?

The ones that are not offered in the temple can be seen more clearly.

Naturally, Song Jiuyun would not argue with his mother about this. She said, "Would you like to bring you a foot-high Guanyin Bodhisattva? The kiln will be opened in two days, and all the statues will come out for worship at home."

"It's not like buying plates or bowls, just take them from your kiln." Qian refused without thinking. "Since we want to worship Bodhisattva at home, we must ask those eminent monks in the temple to consecrate it. This matter Don't worry about it, I'll go to the Eight Immortals Temple when the time comes."

Song Jiuyun was ashamed.

Only then did I realize how brilliant Yuan Yunzhong's idea was.

She sent Qian away and told Xiang Zhan to send some sobering soup to Yuan Yunzhong.

The hairpin covered her mouth and smiled, and said: "Miss, by the time you tell me, the day lily will be cold - I asked the kitchen to send it to you. At this time, Mr. Yuan should have drank the hangover soup and fallen asleep."

Song Jiyun did not hesitate to praise her, patting her head and praising her: "What a considerate little cotton-padded jacket. The older she gets, the more capable she is."

Xiang Hairan smiled and asked the rough messenger's wife to bring bath water for Song Jiyun. While helping her take a bath, she talked to her: "I'm afraid Mr. Yuan is very tired. I didn't even change my clothes when I went there." , face red, lying on the drunkard's chair with eyes closed, Mr. Shao didn't pay much attention to him when he talked to him. When he saw me going to deliver the sobering soup, he didn't ask me to put it aside as usual, but picked it up. Drink as soon as the bowl comes.

"Master Shao even asked him what was going on, but he didn't say anything. For the first time, he rewarded me with a handful of broken silver."

Song Jiuyun, who was soaking in hot water, felt so comfortable that the pores on her body were opened. She leaned on the small pillow specially used for bathing and asked lazily: "What? Is Mr. Yuan so stingy? I don't usually reward you?" "

"That's not true." Xiang Hairpin immediately argued for Yuan Yunzhong, "Master Yuan not only often rewards us, but he is also very generous. However, he rarely rewards us personally. It is always Master Shao or the Sixth Son who rewards us on his behalf. Ours. He personally grabbed a handful of broken silver and gave it to me like today. This is the first time I have met him!"

Song Jiyun listened to her words word for word, and fell asleep at some point amid her nagging.

But Yuan Yunzhong in Yin Yu Tang could not sleep no matter what.

It was just a few glasses of Jinhua wine, how could it make him drunk?

He was just a little distracted.

Among his peers, he is considered well-informed. But he has never seen a girl like Song Jiyun. She has a tenacity that prevents her from giving up easily no matter what difficulties she faces.

If one path doesn't work, she'll find another.

No matter what, she will go where she wants to go.

Sometimes when he saw her struggling, he couldn't help but help her.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of those people, he turned out to be a good son-in-law of the Song family.

He is a person who can help Song Jiyun support his family.

The laughter of those in the tavern echoed in his ears again.

The talented man and the beautiful woman... have a better relationship... help evacuate the crowd... the golden boy and the beautiful girl...

He was upset and angry, so he simply put on his clothes and stood up, pushed the door open and left the room.

The moonlight is melting, shining on the cobblestones paved with rhombuses in the atrium, glowing with green light.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at the dark room opposite.

He pushed open the door and entered.

The moonlight shines in, and Shao Qing is sleeping soundly.

Yuan Yunzhong watched, inexplicably worried.

He kicked Shao Qing on the corner of the bed.

"Who! Who!" Shao Qing's face was full of panic. He didn't even open his eyes, but Carp stood up and jumped up.

Yuan Yunzhong suddenly felt a little better.

He turned around and left Shao Qing's room without even looking at Shao Qing.

"Sir, what did you ask me to do?" Shao Qing shouted at his back with a confused face, "Did something happen to Miss Song?"

Yuan Yunzhong paused in his steps.

Did he really pay too much attention to Song Jiyun?

Even Shao Qing subconsciously felt that he was looking for him in the middle of the night just for Song Jiyun?

Is he getting too close to Song Jiyun?

Yuan Yunzhong lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and decided to force himself not to think about it again.

Those who are purified will purify themselves. As time goes by, the rumors will naturally be disproven.

But why did he feel even more congested and panicked when he thought this way?

*

The business of the Songjia Kiln Factory in the past few days has reached a point where it is hard to get orders. Some people actually get the orders and resell them for one to two times, or even three to four times, to make a profit on the price difference.

She had to work with Zhou Zheng overnight to find a way to ensure that every order was picked up by the customer himself, but even so, there was no way to prevent someone from trading at the dock.

Some people even rushed to order their daily porcelain, thinking that this would give them priority in ordering Buddha statues. No matter how much Ren Zhouzheng explained, it was useless.

Zhou Zheng was so angry that he drank tea and said, "Do we have to raise the price?"

Song Jiyun was leisurely and refilled his cup of tea: "If the profit exceeds double, some people will take desperate risks. If the profit exceeds ten times, some people will kill people and set fires. Prevention is impossible to prevent, and it is impossible to increase the price. We can only find ways to launch new Buddha statues." , repricing.”

That is a disguised price increase.

Zhou Zheng felt that Song Jiyun was more like a big shopkeeper than him, so he turned his back and said, "I completely listen to my boss."

However, Song Jiyun felt that the bulk of the profits lay in the few giant Buddhas he kept at home.

She said: "Did you spread the word that we can burn a bigger Buddha statue than the Eight Immortals Temple?"

Zhou Zheng laughed, took out two orders, and said: "One is from Jiuhua Mountain, and one is from Wudang Mountain."

The eldest lady knows things like a god.

They stocked up on three statues of the Three Pure Ones.

Just for Wudang Mountain.