To support exiled officials, start by worshipping the God of Wealth

The candlelight illuminated the words on the book.

The palace examination will be held in March next year. Jiang Jing held the book, put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and recited: "It is not difficult to make laws for the affairs of the world..."

call.

The wind seemed to have blown the door open. He closed the door, turned around, and saw something on the table. He picked it up and looked at it, then raised his lips and said, "Well, the Milk Tea Fairy has come down to earth?"

Hearing the sound, Jiusu came out from under the table.

"Young Master Jiang is so hardworking?"

"To marry you." Jiang Jing bit the straw tightly, the rich aroma of milk tea filled his mouth. His eyes showed deep meaning, and his words were straightforward and without any concealment.

Jiusu's ears felt hot and he said, "Ah~"

She looked at the long and eloquent article on the table, which had neat handwriting and was quite meaningful.

"It is clear that it is to establish one's mind for heaven and earth, to establish one's destiny for the people, to carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and to bring peace to the world for all eternity. This is from Zhang Zai's "Four Sentences of Hengqu."

Jiang Jing's eyes flickered, and he silently said, "I think Ah Su should take the imperial examination, and she will definitely be the top female candidate."

"Forget it." Jiusu waved her hands. It was not because she felt inferior, but because she had not systematically learned the ancient process. Even if she was smart, she was not a genius.

Jiang Jing stopped persuading her, after all, Ah Su was already an official appointed by the emperor.

He read a book and she drew a blueprint beside him.

The night is quiet, and my heart is rippling.

"Asu, the end of the year is almost here, what is your wish?"

Jiusu finished drawing the route design, looked up, thought for a few seconds, and said, "I hope everyone can get through this cold winter safely, without going hungry or freezing."

"I will." Jiang Jing answered with a helpless smile, approached her, put his hands on the table, and seemed to hold her in his arms, "A Su, I mean your wish."

Jiusu moved the ruler, listened to the man's hoarse voice, and his heartbeat slowed down.

"I want a kiss from my boyfriend."

cough cough...

It’s over. I’ve spoken my mind.

Feeling the man's shadow pressing down on her, she didn't dare to look at him.

Jiang Jing's emotions surged, and he replied in a low voice: "Okay."

Then he just shook her hand, walked to the bookshelf, took out a copy of "Meditation Sutra" and read it quietly.

Jiusu smiled secretly. She looked at the road that was getting wider and wider on the map, and her eyes became gentler. She was looking forward to the kiss during the New Year. The cold winter was not scary because everyone has love.

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The next day.

Hu Baozhu knocked on the door of the mansion early in the morning. She nodded respectfully: "I, I'm here to look for Miss Jiu."

"Miss Hu, right?" Chang Bo saw her nod shyly and said in a softer voice, "Miss told me early in the morning, come with me."

Hu Baozhu felt warm in her heart.

Arriving at Qiyuanyuan, she awkwardly handed over the things she had brought.

"These are the sweet potatoes and taro grown at home. I hope you don't mind them, young lady."

Jiusu said: "It's not a problem, please come in, Miss Hu."

Zitan and Kou Shao warmly invited the people into the house and brought taro milk tea. Jiusu said, "You're welcome. Have a try."

"It tastes delicious." Hu Baozhu's eyes lit up again and again, "This taro ball is chewy. I tried to make tea with sweet potatoes before, but it didn't work. So this is how it is made."

Jiusu asked softly, "Can you taste how it's made?"

Hu Baozhu nodded, biting into a taro ball, and said, "First, steam the sweet potatoes and taro, and then fry the noodles. The water is for brewing tea, and I don't know what the other flavor is."

Jiusu said: "That's the taste of milk."

The four people started chatting. Hu Baozhu was very diligent and helped make milk tea. Looking at her serious look, Jiusu came up with a plan in his mind.

Hu Baozhu stirred the milk and tea bags in the pot with a spoon.

"smell good."

The milk tea is poured into a special glass, which looks very nice. The taro balls are gentle and romantic in color. It’s not about whether it tastes good or not, but it’s pleasing to the eye.

Jiusu asked: "Baozhu, what are you doing at home now?"

Hu Baozhu said embarrassedly: "I embroider at home to supplement the family income."

Jiusu invited, "I see you're pretty good at making milk tea. Would you like to make it your job and go to get off work on time every day? We can discuss the monthly salary."

"Really...really?" Hu Baozhu opened her eyes wide and pointed at herself. "The monthly salary doesn't matter. The most important thing is that I can do something I like."

Jiusu made a preliminary proposal: "Would you like to open a milk tea and snack bar, or a bookstore, accompanied by milk tea and coffee?"

Hu Baozhu chose the latter without hesitation. She asked, "Can everyone in the bookstore read books?"

"It will be all right."

"Can women do that, too?"

"can."

After getting the answer, Hu Baozhu jumped up and down happily. Then she realized that she was too excited and quickly bowed to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

Jiusu smiled softly, loving everything about the girl's sincerity.

Kou Shao patted Hu Baozhu on the shoulder to dispel her doubts, saying: "My young lady is very easy to talk to. Besides, they are all female officials, so they naturally don't mind girls studying. Of course, our girl should help her."

Hu Baozhu said happily: "Miss Jiu is the most powerful and best person I have ever met."

Jiusu listened to their compliments, blushing a little, and coughed lightly: "How can I be so good? You will make me get carried away later."

The matter of the shop was soon settled.

Custom made bookshelves and counters.

Jiusu planned to give Hu Baozhu one or two taels of silver per month. She specially wrote a sign saying "Women are allowed to enter" and hired a few people to take care of the bookshelves and collect fees.

The whole show costs only one penny.

The price is unimaginably low.

Yi Hui came to the "Du Fou" library in support despite the cold weather. She paid the money and was invited to the second floor seat, where she was served with milk tea and snacks.

There are also wet wipes and gloves on the table to prevent your hands from getting greasy when eating.

She exclaimed: "How thoughtful."

There was a sudden noise downstairs.

Jiusu said: "I'll go down and take a look."

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about me." Yi Hui looked at her daughter's back and felt really proud. How could her daughter be so outstanding? She smiled softly, lowered her head to drink milk tea, and read the book in her hand.

Is it okay to read some sad literature occasionally?

As soon as Jiusu left, the excitement was reduced by half. She glanced at the man squatting at the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

Hu Baozhu nervously clutched her apron, moved closer, and whispered a few words in her ear.

"That's the thing, Boss. I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

She was so unlucky that such a thing happened on the first day of opening, but fortunately the boss was here, and she kept her eyes on him.

Learn how your employer handles things.

Lin Cheng raised his head and said sarcastically, "Don't talk about it secretly. I can tell what bad things you are up to. You want to put me in jail. You are so cruel!"

Hu Baozhu frowned.

"You are the villain who complains first!"

Jiusu signaled Hu Baozhu to go and do her work first. She didn't understand and asked, "Why did I put you in jail? Did you do something wrong?"

Lin Cheng muttered, "I paid the money, what's wrong with taking a few books and leaving?"