Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Xiaoxiao touched her chin and looked down at her old clothes. When she came out, she went to the account with seven taels of silver. Yun Yi held a package behind her and giggled.

Hehe, the master also has it.

Spending money to make Xiaoxiao happy, although after this happiness, she knew that she might have to face her mother's magical ability to snap her fingers. She bought clothes for Rong Yan because she noticed that her little brother had grown taller and the original clothes no longer fit. Well, Xiaoxiao Children grow up quickly. As an "elder", it's appropriate for her to care about the children, right?

Seeing that she was gradually losing her mind, Yun Yi couldn't help but remind her: "Miss Ning, do you want to take it easy? What if Madam sees your generosity later and gets angry and won't let you go out next time?"

Xiaoxiao looked at him like a silly child: "Do you think with my current results, my mother will let me go next time?"

It turns out you know!

Xiaoxiao, who had changed into new clothes, put her hands behind her back, shook her head and said to him: "There is a saying that goes well, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow. It is my destiny that my wealth will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent."

Yun Yi felt that there was something strange about these words, but after thinking about it, he felt that she was right. He suddenly remembered the magical transformation of the second young master of the Ning family from struggling to compromising to actively cooperating in front of his sister, and couldn't help but beat him. A shiver.

He, he, he, he, he, he, he, does not want to lose himself and become a follower of Miss Ning!

Xiaoxiao turned around and saw that Yun Yi didn't know what he was thinking, which frightened her face. She suddenly realized that boys are so complicated.

Xiaoxiao not only bought the things needed for the shop, she also took the opportunity to add a lot of sundries to the house, from firewood, rice, oil and salt to clothes and bedding. After getting rid of the old house, she was ready to completely change it. She didn't believe that those people still had the dignity to do so. Go to her house and cause mischief.

She just wants to make her house look new and prosperous, so that the old house can see it but not touch it and make them angry to death!

Of course, taking advantage of the large number of things she bought, she also bought all kinds of seeds. The varieties were so complicated that Yun couldn't understand them anyway.

Mrs. Song, who stayed in the shop, first suspected that the store had sent it to the wrong place. Then she found a cane and pinched it in her hand with a dull face. Then she took a deep breath and looked at the sky. Finally, she could no longer breathe.

Besides, Xiaoxiao came back with Mrs. Shen in the end. She couldn't beat the child in front of the county magistrate's wife.

Xiaoxiao blinked and hid behind the savior and said to Mrs. Song: "Oh, I happened to meet Mrs. Shen while walking on the road, so I invited her to our shop to drink milk tea and eat cloud cakes."

"Oh, luckily I had the foresight to buy tables, chairs and stools in advance and have them delivered. Otherwise, you see, there won't be anywhere to sit when the guests arrive. Wouldn't that be a slight?"

Mrs. Song was angry and funny. After giving her a "settling accounts after the fall" look, she went to talk to the county magistrate's wife with some restraint.

After knowing her true identity, Mrs. Song naturally couldn't let her go. Mrs. Shen also expressed her understanding and picked a topic that would interest the Ning family.

"The person in charge of the entrance test today is the dean. This dean Lu won the top prize at the age of twenty. He is an unprecedented genius. The questions he asked are also different from those ordinary old academics. Compared with how much he has studied, We care more about students’ character and diligence.”

Indeed, as she said, in the academy, when the students were gearing up to show off their literary qualities, they heard the examiner's request: "Write your favorite article or poem on the answer sheet. There is no time limit. Write first." When you’re done, go to the next level first.”

The candidates couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Some were gearing up and preparing to write dozens of pages to prove their erudition. Some were careful and deliberate, and wanted to silently say a few shocking quatrains to show their excellence. Some were full of confidence and splashed ink. Putting pen to paper and leaving behind the original poems and essays that have been carefully considered over the past few days, it can be said that each one shows his unique talents.

But after writing the answer sheet, everyone encountered difficulties again. Throughout the ages, anyone with some courage has wanted to be the first. However, everyone with some scheming is unwilling to be the "first". Don't you hear that "a tree is as beautiful as a tree in the forest" "The wind will destroy it", no one wants to be this person who stands out - it would be bad if the examiner regards him as a arrogant and impatient person.

While hesitating and thinking, two teenagers in the crowd stood up almost at the same time and walked towards the invigilator: "The student has finished writing."

These two people have very different styles. Although one does not have fancy clothes, he has outstanding grace and natural nobility. Although the other is dressed in simple and slightly shabby clothes, he is neither humble nor arrogant, and has his own character. In addition, the two have the same calm and firm look, which makes people unable to distinguish them. The word "arrogant" is applied to them.

Sure enough, the examiner only glanced at their answer sheets briefly before nodding and opening the door to the next level: "Please."

Some of the remaining students admired and some were annoyed, but they all speeded up their writing in unison.

It was Rong Yan and Ning Ansheng who had just submitted the paper. They each excerpted a favorite poem. There were not many words, but each word was written very carefully. Ning Ansheng's handwriting was naturally much worse than Rong Yan's, but He still straightened his back and showed no sign of inferiority.

The examiner nodded secretly, already feeling that these two people were not worthy of being in the pool from now on.

When the exam was in full swing, there was a unique fragrance slowly wafting out from among the pen and ink shops outside the academy that made people stop and stop.

When the smell of fireworks wafted out of the shop at first, the shopkeepers originally frowned and planned to protest - how could a place full of books be contaminated by smoke?

But the scent smells like tea?

So the person who bought the old money shop wants to open a tea shop on this street?

This is in line with the noble spirit of scholars. Just when they reluctantly agreed, the fragrance of tea was mixed with a light fragrance of milk, and after that, it was a very strange and very attractive sweet fragrance.

The moment the cake embryo comes out of the oven, the aroma is the strongest.

Xiaoxiao put them aside to cool down, and began to pick through a pile of jars wrapped in black cloth to hide the fresh cream from the space. It didn’t need to be much, it was enough to make a cake, so it wasn’t necessary. Easily arouses suspicion.

Even Mrs. Song consciously had never stepped into the important place of the kitchen. Unless Xiaoxiao called her, she would have no choice but to smell the aroma with Mrs. Shen and the others.

Fortunately, Xiaoxiao is a considerate little cotton-padded jacket. While waiting for the cake embryo to be baked, she had already cooked fresh and delicious milk tea for everyone. She also served it in the beautiful tea cup she just bought and served it on the table as if it were the same. .

Milk tea and freshly baked cake - Mrs. Shen ate and drank, thinking this combination was beautiful.

Just now, the concierge came to report that Xiaoxiao was here to get milk. Without saying a word, she brought herself as a gift. In order not to miss the opportunity to eat and drink, she even forgot to bring her son.

At this moment, she sighed with envy and a milky smell: "You and Master Zhao's shop is about to be completed, where is our shop?"