Volume 1: Looking Northwest, Shooting the Sirius Chapter 26: The Rogues
Nothing happened that night. Chaitino slept soundly and woke up naturally.
After washing up, Chaitino put on his green gown and sat upright at the table, feeling slightly excited to welcome guests.
Chai Man'er held a freshly baked firepot in his mouth and looked at the door with the same excitement, expecting that large numbers of fat sheep would come to the door.
"...Master, I found a problem."
Chai Man'er stood at the door and looked at the sky. The sun was high in the sky at noon. Two hours had passed and there was not a single customer who came to the door.
"what is the problem?"
Chaitino, who was originally worried, also lost his interest and asked lazily.
"Our area is too remote and there are not many pedestrians coming and going. How can we have guests come to our door?"
Chai Tiannuo blinked, this statement is very reasonable.
"No, let's put up more white paper flags at the entrance of the avenue to attract business?"
"...Everyone uses red paper, how about you use white paper?"
Chai Man'er looked at his young master with resentment and posted a blank paper. Who else dared to come?
"Then we can only go out and set up a stall, there is nothing else we can do."
Chaitino shook his head and smiled bitterly. The only option now is to become a mobile vendor.
"Sir, can I ghostwrite a letter here?"
A timid voice sounded. Chai Tiannuo looked up and saw that she was a delicate and frail woman, accompanied by a maid. Judging from her clothing, she should be a girl from Xiuchun Pavilion.
"But, it's quite good. Sister, just say whatever you want to write, my young master can always write letters!"
Seeing the business coming to her door, Chai Man'er immediately became energetic, moved a chair for the woman to sit down, and served a bowl of plain water, showing her extreme attentiveness.
Chai Tiannuo grinned, never thinking that this girl could be so good at doing things.
"No stealing!"
Chai Tiannuo glanced at Man'er who was about to write some ink, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and said gently:
"Madam, please tell me."
The woman nodded a little shyly, which really made Chai Tiannuo curious. Such a weak temperament really didn't seem to come from a romantic place.
"Mother, my daughter has settled down. The clothing store that Aunt Li brought me to has enough wages. I will fix my little brother's clothes. I must not stop his studies."
"Also, daddy's leg injury needs treatment..."
The small regular script in Chai Tiannuo's hand paused slightly, and then slowly unfolded. His originally calm face became more solemn as he wrote.
Not long after, the thin woman finished speaking. Chaitino picked up his pen and couldn't help but sigh. Some people in this world are born to enjoy happiness, while some people are born to suffer.
Seeing that the recorded content was a bit confusing, Chai Tiannuo picked up a piece of cut letter paper, made some consolidation and polishing, and copied it.
After finishing writing, Chaitino read it softly and asked the woman how good it was.
The woman nodded shyly:
"Sir, you are indeed a scholar. You changed the same words and they immediately sounded much better."
Putting down the two hundred literary pens, the weak woman thanked him and left.
Seeing the weak woman leaving with the help of her maid, Chai Tiannuo didn't know what it was like to sell her skin and flesh just for her family, but her weak arms supported a family. It was really sad to think about it.
"Hey hey hey, I got ten cakes!"
The little girl grabbed the copper coin string and almost lost her breath with laughter. Chaitino's sadness disappeared instantly. Money is such a good thing!
"Let me feel the feeling of Dazi'er!"
Chaitino tore off the cotton thread, grabbed the copper coins and smiled happily. This was the first time in his life that he had earned money through hard work, and it felt different to the touch.
While the two were enjoying themselves, another person came into the room. This time it was a long, beady-looking woman, also accompanied by a maid, wearing a thin gauze skirt, exuding a strange aura.
But judging from their attire, they must also be girls from Xiuchunge.
After asking for a few requests, Chaitino picked up the slender regular script and slowly unfolded it along with the woman's statement.
"It's such a heartless thing. I've been here for half a year and I don't even know how to come and check it out. Aren't you afraid that I'll throw it away and you'll find another one you like?"
"You must take good care of the dog on weekdays. The little bastard likes to be close to the big animals. If something goes wrong, it will be the root of your Zhang family!"
"Also, don't work like that, and you must take medicine. If one day you can recover, I won't have to do this flesh and blood business anymore..."
After he finished writing, Chai Tiannuo also polished the copy. The girl in the pavilion whose stage name was Runzhu'er listened to him reciting it carefully, her eyes gradually turned red, and finally she wiped the corners of her eyes in embarrassment and said with a smile:
"No wonder Sister Xi recommended it, the young gentleman is different from those half-baked stalls!"
Putting down the pen polishing fee, Runzhuer drew a circle on Chai Tiannuo's heart with her fingertips, and said with a winking look:
"Young gentleman is a virgin at first glance. If you come to me one day after thinking about it, my sister will give you a big red envelope!"
After saying that, Runzhuer giggled and left. Chaitino's face was extremely stiff. What does this mean?
Where did the sentimentality go when I just wrote the letter? Why did it become like this when I turned around?
Scratching his somewhat hot face, Chaitino sighed, it was indeed the girl in the pavilion, her ability to seduce people was truly remarkable.
Wei Chengxiang's business turned out to be surprisingly good. He was busy until Shenshi, and Chaitino had some free time. During this period, he also sold a pair of festive pairs requested by customers.
Lying down on the rocking chair in front of the door, taking the small clay pot from Man'er, Chaitino sighed while drinking tea:
"Man'er, if one day we really run out of money, I can sell myself. If I can't keep it, I can really make a fortune."
Man'er, who was sitting on the threshold, thought for a while, nodded vigorously, waved his arms and said loudly:
"You must find one with a high price. That sister Xi is very good. She looks rich at first sight!"
"...You really want to sell me."
Chai Tiannuo shook his head helplessly, this damn girl recognizes money but not people.
"Bah, how much money have you made today?"
After taking a sip of ten cents per tael of foaming catechu and spitting out the grass-stem-like foam, Chaitino asked leisurely.
"I don't know, but it must be quite a lot, a big bag."
"This can't be careless, count clearly!"
"oh."
Chai Man'er ran back into the house in a few steps, ran back with the cloth bag, and spread out a large pile of yellow and orange copper coins on the ground.
"Five, ten, fifteen, twenty..."
The sound of a child counting money is clear and clear, washing away the busy day. Chaitino lies on the chair and smiles. If he has such a harvest every day, then he will definitely live a happy life at this age.
Tasty.
"Young master, no more, no less, exactly ten two hundred and five, two thousand five hundred big boys!"
After a long while, Chai Man'er finally counted them, grinning widely. The yellow-orange copper coins were indeed more textured than silver, and they were piled up like a small mound.
"Not bad, very good!"
Chai Tiannuo nodded with satisfaction, then frowned, this girl, two thousand and five is just two thousand and five, why did she say ten and two hundred and fifty?
"It's quite rich. I'll share half of it when we meet!"
A drake's voice suddenly sounded, and then a pair of big hands came down, holding up a large handful of copper coins and trying to take them away.
