Chapter 47：

Another one is the four treasures of Wenfang. Seeing that Nemo is better than what she bought in the county seat, the others are unclear and it is not cheap to want to come.

On the other side, there are two plain brocade heads, which are clothes for the two siblings.

"Oh, Ye saw that, and I asked people to prepare it!" He reached for a small copy on the north side of the hall against the wall, where the spiritual position of Mu Rouzang's parents was placed, and his face slowly stained. A hint of blush was obviously the first time such a thing had been done.

She suddenly felt that this guy was a little bit cute and a little touched, but the gift was still too valuable, "Hey, I can't accept this, you can get it back quickly!" Mu Rouzang reached out to block things, and now she suspects that Not this guy stole it from home.

Yang Zixuan reluctantly stretched his face, "What's the matter, my grandfather can't change his last name, he won't be called if he changes his name!"

"When did you say your name?"

Alas, alas ~~~~, a group of crows fly overhead ...

"Huh, my grandfather is Yang Mingzixuan, and the first time you hit me, you already told you, are you full of chicken?"

The dead boy with a vicious mouth said, "Yes! Yang Zixuan, this thing is too expensive and I can't accept it." Mu Rouzang remembered that he seemed to have said it before, and I'm sorry she had long forgotten it.

Yang Zixuan, however, had a red neck, and made a lot of money with the new menu last time. He also thought about asking for more from Mu Rouzang!

"Huh, grandpa asks you to accept it and accept it. What a lot of nonsense!"

Mu Rou Sang has a headache. It is the first time she has seen such exquisite jewelry in this time and space. It is also a precious thing to want to come. "This thing is too expensive. I can't help it."

She wanted to make up her mind not to accept the gift, lest this unruly master repent.

Yang Zixuan couldn't understand her idea carefully, "Yes, little girl, what's your name, I know your family's last name, your brother said it last time."

Xiao Tong, who was standing next to him, secretly despised his owner. He had clearly investigated the two siblings before. Where would he not know the name of the little girl, Xiao Tong suspected that his owner was "bad-hearted."

Mu Rouzang looked at his stand. If he didn't tell him today, he might have to stay away and tell him his name. "Take the word Rouzang from Mo Shang Cai Rouzang! ".

"Zixuan or Brother Xuan!" Yang Zixuan said slightly with fox eyes.

Mu Rouzang was almost strangled by his saliva. "What?" Brother Xuan? She didn't feel a cold goosebump falling off the ground.

"Yang Zixuan, I'm not familiar with you!"

When he heard Liu Yan's eyebrows stand upright, a pair of foxes' eyes flashed. Whose goods were this little drop of Mu Rou Sang's hand, "Yang Zixuan, in fact, it doesn't matter if you don't send New Year's gifts!"

I don't know what he thought about giving her a sideways glance, "Ye is still waiting for your return!"

Is there such a person? I hurriedly asked others to collect the etiquette, and forced them to return! "Okay, I'll just take it as well!" Mu Rouzang pointed to the scented ink that looked good.

"Well, the menu you gave to Grandpa helped Grandpa a lot last time. This is a gift of thanks and an annual gift. It ’s still Grandpa's profit!"

Yang Zixuan turned her head and leaned to one side to have a nostril.

"Menu sub? Thanks!" Mu Rouzang heard a knot in his head. Where is this?

As a professional book boy, Xiao Tong naturally had to stand up and explain it. Mu Rou Sang really didn't see that this proud man had this ability. Facts have proved that no matter what era, it is the dynasty of fighting father and mother!

When Mu Rouzang heard that he had made a lot of money, his eyes were golden, of course she would not want to invest in anything. "Is your family very interested?"

Although Yang Zixuan is a sister-in-law, he is supported by his sister-in-law, and the ordinary people from the government will not provoke him, as long as he speaks out, who knows who the boss is behind the government.

"Huh, that's natural!" Come on and ask for help if you have a problem!

Mu Rouzang didn't care about his virtue, he piled up a lovely smile, "Xuan ~~ Brother ~~ Brother!"

Yang Zixuan almost fell from the chair with a whole body shake, and it really looked like this, posing like a master of the Eight Classics, "Oh, what's the matter? Come on!"

Mu Rou Sang's palm was so itchy and anxious to step forward and give him a hand, "I just forgot to give you a taste!"

On hearing that, there was something delicious, Yang Zixuan was looking forward to her, and she urged her to get it quickly.

Mu Rou Sang bowed his head and pouted. This drop was sometimes very cute. He didn't get up in a circle to go to the stove room. He dug out a jar to make a kimchi and put it out.

"I look at this snowy day, most of the time it is meat, and the greens are just a few, so I thought of a way to eat!"

Yang Zixuan had seen a dish of red, sticky and sticky things stick together, "What is this?" Why was his dental gang a little bit of pantothenic acid.

"It's pretty greasy. Would you like to try it?" She put this small dish of kimchi in front of him and then sold it.

He couldn't believe it. Although Mu Rouzang didn't cook a few dishes every time, he didn't have the taste.

I happened to eat a lot of chicken just now, and I was very tired. I picked up a chopstick and tasted, "Well, it tastes good, how much is left in your house, give it to your grandpa! It ’s all the year-old courtesy of Grandpa, Grandpa looks at you My home is still in that shed and I'm sorry to take more things. "

The dead child obviously wanted it all, and he turned around and said it was for Mu Rouxang. He was the best person in the world.

But who is Mu Rouzang, but there is a person with a disability, she is happy that Yang Zixuan wants more.

"I didn't do much this time. If you look good, I'll pack it for you!"

The villain in my heart secretly compared with a pair of scissors. This kimchi sale finally took the first step. Although it is still in the gift-giving stage, she is not worried that Yang Zixuan will not be hooked. The taste of the spices planted in the space is better. .

"Then wait for a while, and I'll get you loaded."

Yang Zixuan didn't wait for her to slip into the stove room alone, followed her into the stove room with a very uneven floor, looked at the beams that were smoked so hard to see the color, and looked at the thick layer outside. Xue, "I said, girl, when will your house be built? Yeah, watching your pig grow fast, next time you sell it, you can build your house!"

Mu Rouzang crooked her head. There are now more than ten heads in the pigpen. When she grows up and sells it, she can build a green brick building, but she wants one step, and even the courtyard walls want blue brick.

There was nothing at all in his mouth, "Sell it without adding a few more? The cost of feeding pigs is also included. How can you cover it?" What is the cost? Mu Rou Sang was not guilty at all. He obviously only spent money to buy piglets, and the pig food was made out of the space.

After all, Yang Zixuan has experienced some things. How can I not understand Mu Rouzang's intention? "Oh, the little girl is not willing to suffer at all. Grandpa will go back to Beijing in two days. You can make more jars for grandpa. Ye, I'll take it away. "

What this meant was that he was going to give it to the nobles in the giant inner courtyard. Mu Rouxang watched the kimchi in the jars all turn into copper plates.

I am motivated and naturally motivated. I quickly took out the celadon altar I bought last time and put it on a dozen altars, not to mention that things that were originally inconspicuous were packaged in such a high-end atmosphere all at once.

"Oh, yes! Grandpa looked at this thing more pleasingly to the eye!" Yang Zixuan saw his eyes shine, and he didn't feel a few more glances at Mu Rouzang. There were no elders, but his birthday was a good one, and he threw it behind him, and left him alone! Anyway, as long as he can earn silver, he will be willing to take care of other people's affairs!

Mu Rou Sang didn't notice his unpredictable expression, and he lowered his head carefully and put kimchi into the small celadon altar, then sealed it with dried lotus leaves and tied it with thick cotton thread.

Looking at these small porcelain altars, Yang Zixuan secretly wondered how much profit he could make from it, "Little girl, when is your brother coming back!"

Mu Rouzang glanced at him strangely, and his thoughts were too free! But he still answered him, "My brother? Probably he will be back next afternoon. Now it's dark in winter, and the sir is only allowed to take most of the day!"

I want to come to Liu Xiu because I'm afraid the road will be unsafe. This snowy road is not easy to go. Fortunately, my brother was driving a donkey cart. Every day, Mu Rouzang prepared two pairs of shoes for him. One pair was wearing cotton shoes. , A pair of rabbit fur boots worn in class.

For safety reasons, Liu Xiucai did not allow students to burn carbon pots in the classroom, one of which affected learning, and the other was really afraid of water.

Yang Zixuan instructed Mu Rouzang to clean the pickle juice stuck on the celadon jar.

"Master Three!" A middle-aged servant shouted with restraint as she stood under the steps.

Yang Zixuan's brow frowned slightly. Do not ask what demon child in the carriage must have appeared, or ask: "What's the matter?" The tone was a little dull, obviously unhappy.

The middle-aged servant turned out to be the driver of the car. He was sent by two women in the car to ask the young master when to return to town.

Yang Zixuan snorted, "Go and tell them when my turn is for two men to intervene!" Think again and add again, "Master, seeing that the weather is not good, you first drive the carriage to the two Return to my uncle's house in town, and then you can come back and pick me up! "

"Master?" The groom was a small and transparent man who was too small. On the one hand, he was the red man in front of the wife, on the other hand, the master of the waiting house, and then the decent master. He was not the two in the car. Back support.

"What? Could it be that they are the masters in your eyes?" Yang Zixuan was thinking about how to prevent the two dead women from discovering his idea.

"Master, slaves dare not!" Mafu now loathes the two men in the car, even if his wife supports him, he is not a slave.

After sending away the groom, Yang Zixuan stood on the steps and looked at the gloomy sky. The thick snowflakes seemed to make him breathless. He has been struggling, struggling to live better, and struggling to get ahead one day. .

"That ’s why Grandpa is afraid of two people, but Grandpa really likes the countryside, so I ’ll send the two back to the other hospital. Then you can go to the steward and press down. Then I told them to blanch two pots of wine. To the Lord as a bodhisattva. "

Yang Zixuan's servants have long been instructed by the two men to come to monitor their nephew. Except for the good service, nothing else can be disclosed.

"Would you like to eat this?" Mu Rouzang finished the work on his hands and just walked to the door to hear what he said. It seemed that the young master was not as happy as he was on the surface.

Turn around and walk to the other side of the cupboard, take out some of your own snacks from the inside of the cupboard, and wrap it neatly with lotus leaves. Open the cupboard and pull out some dried fungus and mushrooms, and put these together in a small basket.

Hearing the footsteps of the groom's departure outside, she dragged the basket to the door of the stove room leading to the steps outside.

"Little girl, you've made so many things, oh, what's this black? What does it look like? It looks like it's bark!"

I still had some sympathy for him, and all of them took pictures outside Jiuxiaoyun at this moment, "This is not bark, this is black fungus!" It is the most terrible without common sense, and Mu Rou Sang secretly defame him.

"This is also the New Year's Etiquette?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Mu Rouzang glared round Xiao Lu'er's eyes, "Don't you hate it?" Daring to say yes, she wouldn't give it!