Jiang Minghui said: "I don't think he is stupid at all.
He just cares about eating and not fighting."
Qingya paused after hearing this.
Guo Qin looked at her warily.
Was she going to hit him?
Qingya said: "You study hard, and I will prepare delicious food for you to eat."
Guo Qin was secretly happy and asked urgently, "Really?"
Qingya nodded and said, "Just do it if you learn well."
Since eating is more important than fighting, she linked study with eating.
Jiang Minghui couldn't help but said: "You are too used to them."
He thought that when they had children in the future, she would be like this too.
Therefore, the tone seemed resentful, yet gentle, and also contained the meaning of consolation.
Qingya smiled at him and said, "They are still young."
She remembered that her parents were very patient with her in her previous life.
Jiang Minghui felt her gentleness and quietness, and his heart calmed down.
He felt that the little baby's naughtiness was not so annoying anymore, but instead became cute, adding fun to his life.
Yin motioned to her and said, "Get up.
I'll rub it for him.
These feet are so stinky."
Qingya turned around and went to clear away the dishes.
Guo Qiao was very angry and said to Qingya: "Sister-in-law, my brother and I learned well."
Qingya nodded and said, "Eat them all."
Guo Qiao misunderstood, thinking that only when all three of them had learned the lesson, they would have enough to eat.
Because he sternly warned Guo Qin: "If you don't study hard, my brother and I will not be able to eat well, and I will ask grandma to beat you."
Guo Qin hated her so much that his teeth itched with hatred, but he did not dare to refute her.
Jiang Minghui saw it funny and helped him up, "Let's take a look."
Guo Qin staggered a few steps and stamped his feet before returning to normal.
At that moment, Jiang Minghui picked up the basket and walked out with Qingya and Sanxiao.
Outside, Guo Dagui was tired of smashing, so he let Guo Dayou smash.
He was wiping his sweat when he saw Guo Qin coming out and said with a smile: "Oh, Qin's son is so arrogant.
He needs help from others.
He didn't come out to help early.
Third uncle has smashed the meat and you came out because he thought he wanted to eat."
Right?"
Guo Qin didn't agree and huddled awkwardly next to Jiang Minghui, his eyes twinkling.
Guo Shouye was also sitting on the porch at that time.
When he saw his eldest grandson coming out, he pretended not to see him.
Originally, he wanted to scold him a few words to show his dignity.
Firstly, he felt that he was too old to be sulky like a child of a few years old, which was unbecoming of an elder.
Secondly, when his son-in-law came, he scolded him in front of him.
The grandson is not very good, but he doesn't want to indulge Guo Qin, and he will never try to coax him, so he is like this.
He didn't train him, but Guo Daquan wanted to show off.
Yin brazenly shouted at Guo Qin: "How dare you scold my sister-in-law for being heartless?
I don't want to think that other than my sister-in-law, who loves you so much and your mother doesn't prepare delicious food to feed you all the time.
It's all fed into the dog's belly."
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Guo Qin lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
Everyone looked at him with a half-smile.
Guo Qiao was in a good mood and was jumping up and down.
She asked Guo Dayou: "Dad, is the meat smashed yet?"
Guo Dayou stopped and asked Qingya: "Little sister, are you ready?"
Qingya stepped forward and took a look.
The meat was already rotten.
He nodded and said, "Okay."
Guo Dayou put down his wooden hammer and asked for a bowl to hold the minced meat.
Mrs.
Cai came out of the kitchen, glanced at her son, and said to Qingya with a happy face: "Little sister, the dough is ready.
What kind of dumplings are you making?"
He said hoarsely: "Roll it out thinly and make wontons."
Ms.
Cai understood what she was saying and hurriedly entered the kitchen again.
She is very strong, so she does all the work like rolling out the dough.
Qingya packed the meat and went to the kitchen to mix the wonton filling.
At this time, Ruan also stopped her loom and came out to help.
Seeing this, he clucked his tongue and said, "It takes so much trouble to make wontons."
Qingya smiled and said, "The meat is sticky and tender."
This is called Bianrou, a snack in Fujian.
At that moment, her sister-in-law was busy in the kitchen, and the aroma was wafting out; Guo Shouye and his son were also sitting and chatting with Jiang Minghui, asking him how his business was going, what his future plans were, and how his family was doing; such a snowy day, there was delicious food.
You can expect that the little kids will be extremely happy, running like crazy outside, catching snowflakes on their backs, or building snowmen.
After being scolded by adults, they will take the opportunity to run back to the house and get the new hats given by Jiang Minghui, wear them and continue chasing in the snow. .
Guo Qin had long forgotten all his previous grievances and resentments.
This matter has finally come to an end.
During the meal, everyone found that the wontons were indeed delicious.
The meat fillings were crispy, tender and smooth, comparable to meat fillings not chopped with a knife.
The egg pancakes were rolled with jade-white fried winter celery, and everyone ate with smiles.
Guo Shouye and his wife looked at their daughter and son-in-law from time to time, and they were in a very good mood.
This night, the Guo family was as lively as the Chinese New Year.
After joking for a while, Jiang Minghui went to Guo Dagui's house to rest.
Qingya greeted the two of them and came down from upstairs carrying dozens of rolls of drawings.
There was a pile piled on the square table in Guo Dagui's room.
These are the drawings she drew for him recently, asking him to prepare goods for opening a shop in the county town next year.
There are several categories: one is small pictures, which can be independent or mounted on other appliances, such as bedside, cabinet doors, screens, or fans; the other is large ones, which can be used as screens, partitions, etc., but with thick Some are made of bamboo silk; finally there are large pictures woven with very fine bamboo silk, only two of them were painted.
Different reference prices are set for each category.
Small pictures usually cost a few taels or dozens of taels each.
Like the most detailed large-scale bamboo silk paintings, they can never be sold without a hundred taels of silver.
Because the thinner the bamboo silk, the more difficult it is to weave.
It would take a month to weave a picture like that.
Qingya had already given a batch of similar design drawings to Jiang Minghui before.
He sent it back and asked his father and brothers to step up production.
He can also make this picture, but he doesn't have Qingya's painting skills, so the pictures he makes are inferior in artistic conception.
All the pictures Qingya draws are pictures with beautiful artistic conception.
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There are poems in the paintings, and the poems and paintings complement each other, and the techniques of making them are also included. , how the colors and patterns change are clearly marked.
People who are good at drawing may not necessarily be able to draw design drawings; Jiang Minghui can make design drawings, but has no painting skills and can only trace other people's drawings; it is rare for someone like Qing Ya to have both, and do it in one go, and it is her own Painting, the changes in the details of the painting are most clear.
Under the illumination of two oil lamps, Jiang Minghui unfolded the drawings one by one and looked at them.
Qingya and Guo Dagui sat and watched together.
Jiang Minghui unfolded a picture of spring flowers in his hand and asked Qingya: "This one sells for fifty taels at least, it's not expensive."
Qingya shook his head.
He smiled and said to himself: "It's not expensive.
This is not something for general use, it's for people to watch.
It takes many days to make it.
It's elegant and rare, so it's not expensive."
Guo Dagui asked worriedly: "Is anyone buying it?"
Jiang Minghui affirmed: "Yes.
Last month, someone paid sixty taels to order one from me.
I make these and sell them exclusively to rich people who know the goods.
That's why I went to the county to open a shop in Wyou Town.
No.
There are rich people everywhere in the county.”
As he spoke, he rerolled the picture and put it aside.
I took another one and unfolded it.
I saw it was a small picture.
When asked, Qingya said: "This picture only sold for three taels of silver, which is quite a lot."
Qingya shook his head and said: "The materials used are rough."
Jiang Minghui nodded and said, "It's quite a lot.
I only sold the fan for 300 yuan last time."
Guo Dagui said in shock: "Didn't you sell your little girl for thirty cents for three hundred cents?"
Without waiting for his answer, he immediately woke up and shouted: "Oh, I understand, you are deliberately high, you are so bad, you deliberately sold it to my little sister at a cheap price so that she can thank you."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Minghui spilled the beans and said hurriedly: "I gave you a cheap deal because I know my sister-in-law.
It's not for anything else."
It is too unconvincing to say that it will be reduced by ten times as soon as it is cheaper.
He looked at Qingya awkwardly.
He was quiet and silent, but his eyes were clear.
Jiang Minghui hurriedly turned his head and unfolded another large picture.
"This one is not expensive at least one hundred taels," he asked casually.
Qingya still shook his head.
This picture is extraordinary.
It is made of bamboo silk that looks like hair.
Because she didn’t understand the market, she temporarily set a minimum price of no less than one hundred taels.
In fact, the actual selling price should be determined after the shop opens and based on customer feedback. .
Jiang Minghui did not comment on this anymore, but stared at the notes on the picture carefully.
Look at it for a while, point your head sideways and tell Qingya what's wrong with weaving like this.
After listening, Qingya nodded or shook his head and explained to him.
Although he only spoke one or two words, he could always understand them.
He kept asking her this, not because he was really unsure of the selling price, or because he didn't understand the notes, he just wanted to talk to her and discuss it.
On nights like this, she sat next to him, so close to him that he could see her face from one side of his face and smell her sweet scent, which made him very happy and longed to sit there until dawn.
They were very involved in the discussion, and Guo Dagui became a decoration.
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Later, Guo Daquan and Guo Dayou also came in.
They asked about the weaving method and selling price, and marveled at it from time to time, and the room suddenly became lively.
Guo Dayou glanced at the pile of scrolls on the table, then looked at the little girl who was discussing the drawings with Jiang Minghui seriously, his eyes flickered, and then he looked at Guo Daquan.
Guo Daquan was smiling.
Seeing his second brother looking at him like this, he couldn't help but be startled.
He followed his brother's gaze to the table and then to his little sister.
Slowly, his smile faded and his eyes became thoughtful.
Guo Dagui shouted to Jiang Minghui: "Based on this, if this business really starts to open up, the Jiang family will be rich.
Then Minghui, you will have to thank my little sister."
Jiang Minghui said: "Thank you for everything that will belong to her in the future."
After blurting out, he felt something was wrong and his face turned red.
He lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at anyone.
Looking at the innocent and bright young man, Qingya felt a little shy.
Suddenly I felt like I was in love.
Suddenly, she realized that she and her previous boyfriend were actually the fate of her parents.
Her father said he was good and they established a relationship, so she mistakenly thought they were in love and thought it was love.
But they had been dating for three years, and it was not as profound as the heart-warming feelings touched by the few meetings with Jiang Minghui.
Because she was born with a disability, she had little contact with society.
She was in her twenties, and although she had rich cultural knowledge, her experience and human relations were not much better than those of the middle school students.
Some middle school students were probably more tactful and sophisticated than her.
Therefore, she and Jiang Minghui got along very well.
This green feeling was like first love, something she had never experienced before.
Is this the purpose for which God sent her here?
Jiang Minghui was embarrassed for a while, then he plucked up the courage to raise his head and promised Qingya and his uncles: "I will do it with my heart.
Let Qingya live a good life in the future."
What else could he say?
If this can't strengthen the family business, he is really stupid.
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