After a good night's sleep, Gu Chengyu got up and opened the window. At this time, there were already vendors selling goods on the South Street opposite, and there were also salesmen carrying burdens, placing the rouge and gouache on the shelves one by one. The road was full of
There were some people walking in a hurry. Most of these people were middle-aged men, wearing short brown clothes. They must have been people carrying bags on the pier.
Gu Chengyu spread out the rough paper for calligraphy practice and started practicing calligraphy.
After practicing for an hour, Gu Chengyu put down his pen and prepared to draw for a while, when Ming Mo entered the study.
"Sir! The mistress has already arrived and is waiting outside the inn!" Ming Mo took advantage of this gap to report to Gu Chengyuhui.
Gu Chengyu tilted his head slightly and thought of his mistress. This boy had some perseverance and perseverance. It happened that there were few people around him, so it would be better to train this mistress.
"Don't worry about him, wait until I finish the painting!" The mistress left early yesterday. He didn't even know whether Gu Chengyu and the others had stayed in Qunying Building. Under such circumstances, he wanted to see if the mistress could persist.
Ming Mo was a little surprised. He glanced at Gu Chengyu. He was very confused. After all, the young master had asked him and Ming Yan to follow the mistress to find a shop yesterday! Did he change his mind again today? Then he thought of another possibility.
He retreated quietly, and it seemed that the mistress would soon become one of his own.
Gu Chengyu touched the paper on which he was drawing and frowned slightly. The paper was too poor and had poor water absorption. He thought that there were a lot of modern papers in the space, which were white and smooth to write on. Maybe he could build
A papermaking workshop, not to mention selling money, but at least making it for my own use.
The best paper in the Dayan Dynasty was Chengxintang paper. This paper was as thin as an egg membrane, as strong and clean as jade, thin and smooth. However, this paper was very expensive, costing a hundred taels of silver per cut. In the Dayan Dynasty, a cut of paper only cost ten
Zhang, as you can imagine, it is no exaggeration to say that it is worth thousands of gold, and it is also very priceless. Without some connections, it is impossible to buy it.
Such expensive paper is only suitable for collection, even if you are willing to use it, it is also the home of Zhongmingdingshi, or a wealthy businessman. In short, Gu Chengyu is not luxurious enough to use Chengxin paper to practice calligraphy and painting every day.
He had tried to buy as much rice paper as possible for painting, but the papermaking technology of the Dayan Dynasty was not good enough. The rice paper was not white at all, and its water absorption was not good.
"Ask him to come in! I have something to tell him!" Gu Chengyu had just finished drawing a picture of a busy city in the early morning and was coloring the characters.
"Yes!" Ming Mo knew that Gu Chengyu was talking about the mistress, so he turned around and asked Ming Yan to wait in the room while he went downstairs.
When Ming Yan saw that Gu Chengyu had finished painting, he immediately went to fetch water for Gu Chengyu to clean his hands.
"Sir! The mistress is here, right outside the door!"
"Let him come in!" Gu Chengyu cleaned his hands and then sat down on the armchair next to him.
The mistress stood at the door, feeling a little nervous. She didn't know what the old man was looking for. He looked at the wooden floor in the house, then at the shoes he was wearing, and shrank his feet back.
He could never forget the way those people looked at him when he entered the inn, as if they were saying that he, who was better than a beggar, dared to come in.
While the young man was wandering in his thoughts, he heard the voice of the young man Qingyue in the room. It was the old man from yesterday. He was only a little older than him, so he was already a scholar.
The mistress touched the corner of his clothes and followed Ming Mo into the house. He didn't dare to look around. He just looked at the floor. From the corner of his eye, he saw that this was a very big room. So the superior room in Qunying Building was so big?
"Is your father feeling better?" Gu Chengyu looked at the mistress. Maybe he was suddenly in such a luxurious environment, so he looked a little more silent than yesterday.
"Sir, I invited a doctor to see me yesterday and prescribed medicine. I'm much better now, but I still need to recuperate at home for a few months." The mistress was a little surprised that Gu Chengyu would ask this when he first came up.
"It takes a hundred days to break my muscles and bones, but I'm not afraid of just cultivating. I won't talk in circles with you. Your father wants to cultivate, your sister is not very old, and it's not easy for a girl to show up in the public eye. The whole family depends on you to support you. You
If you are willing to help me, I will give you some monthly money."
Gu Chengyu still planned to observe it for a while first, so he would only send some errands to the third son at first. The third son has been in the capital all year round and is very familiar with the road conditions in the capital. Besides, he is also smart and honest. As long as he is sure that his family
If the situation is true, then he will give him some opportunities and let him learn from the paralyzed man Yu.
"What? Is this true?" The mistress looked up at Gu Chengyu in surprise, with suspicion in his eyes. This can't be blamed on him. Gu Chengyu and he just met yesterday, not to mention that he deceived others yesterday, and today
Even though he was asked to do things with him, he still had some doubts in his heart.
"What? Will our young master still lie to you? Just say whether you are willing or not!" Ming Mo got Gu Chengyu's signal and looked at the mistress and replied.
"Of course I am willing, but I'm afraid that if I don't do it well, it will delay the master's business." The third son has not yet recovered from the surprise. He has never read a book and cannot read a word, so he can only do
He wanted to do some errand work, but even restaurants and inns didn’t want him.
You can find restaurants and inns that are well-informed, and the jobs are not bad. If you meet a distinguished guest with money, you can get a day's wages with a casual reward.
"Since you are willing, then follow Ming Mo and the others for the next two days. There is a steward who will come back in a few days. When he comes, just follow him!" After Gu Chengyu said that, he stood up and prepared to leave the room.
, finally came to the capital, and he also wanted to go out for a walk.
"Master, there is one more thing," the young man said hesitantly.
"Just say whatever you want, don't call me master in the future, just call me young master!" Gu Chengyu frowned, it always felt awkward for this master to shout, and it made him look older by dozens of years.
"Yes, young master! I want to say that I won't sell myself, and my father will not allow it." After the mistress finished speaking, she nervously waited for Gu Chengyu's reply.
No matter how difficult it was at home, his father would never let him become a lowly citizen. His father would rather die than sell him and his sister. He could not go against his father's wishes.
"I didn't ask you to sell yourself, you're overthinking it!" At this point, Gu Chengyu remembered that the dental shop in the capital must have many capable servants, and when Yu Paraman came, he would have to let him buy some more people.
When he came back, he still had too few people.
"Girl! Brother Xing is here. I asked him to bring me some pickles made at home. Miss, do you want him to come in and give me a reply?" Qingdai lifted the door curtain, entered the inner room, and informed her girl.
Yao Mengxian knew that Brother Xing had come to find out the news, "Let him in quickly. I haven't eaten your mother's pickles for a long time. It's weird."
Lian Xin hurriedly helped Yao Mengxian go outside, and asked Brother Xing a few words as he entered the room through the screen. After a while, looking at Qingdai's gestures, she asked about what she had asked the inquisitors to do before.