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    Lin Yan wondered, "What's wrong?"

    "Your Excellency's guess is correct, the remaining son's mother has gone to the silk shop."

    Lin Yan was not surprised. The second path was too difficult, so it was normal for a woman to choose the first path.

    Qi Yi was upset, and said angrily, "This is too cheap for him."

    Lin Yan smiled, "A woman is working hard at home to raise her son and take care of her elders. Her only hope is that her husband will be able to live a good life after being admitted to a famous school. What can she do?"

    Qi Yi thumped the wall heavily, unwilling to say: "I know, but I just feel uncomfortable."

    Lin Yan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Let's wait and see, and greet the guests first."

    Qi Yi nodded, "Ma'am is right."

    In Zhiyan Pavilion next door, Nuonuo and Goudan are talking inside.

    Goudan looked around and said with admiration: "Nuonuo, you are amazing, you have written so many story books."

    Nuonuo rested her chin and sighed, "But no one came to buy it, not a single one."

    Goudan took out a few copper coins from his pocket, and said frankly: "Then I'll buy it, I, I'll buy one first, and I'll buy the others when I have silver."

    Nuonuo smiled, "No, you can watch it if you want, you don't need to spend money to buy it."

    Goudan squatted beside Nuonuo and said eagerly: "Nuonuo, don't be sad, I like your story very much. Otherwise, next time I will catch a few more children and let them all come to listen to your story."

    Nuonuo glanced at him, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "I remembered, you forgot to tell them Zhiyan Pavilion when you told the story last time, this time I will go by myself and let them spread the Zhiyan Pavilion."

    Goudan stood up and said happily, "Then let's go now, I know where they are."

    At this time, the group of children are all gathering together to play.

    Nuonuo nodded, he walked to the shelf, picked a few books at random and stuffed them into his small bag, "Let's go."

    Goudan obediently followed behind him.

    Walking to the door of the shop next door, Nuonuo poked his head in and said loudly, "Daddy, Goudan and I went out to play."

    Lin Yan was busy talking with the guests, so he winked at Qi Yi.

    Qi Yi turned around and came out, "Master, son of a bitch, where are you going?"

    Nuonuo patted her little burden, "Go and tell people a story."

    Qi Yi immediately looked at Goudan, "Goudan, did you tease the young master?"

    Goudan lowered his head and whispered, "Second Master, I will protect Nuonuo."

    Qi Yi tapped him lightly on the head, "Let you stay with the young master, you give him bad ideas, did you practice less today?"

    Goudan didn't dare to speak anymore.

    Nuonuo raised his head and looked at Qi Yi, "Uncle Qi, don't talk about it, I'm going by myself, and it has nothing to do with him."

    Lin Yan heard their conversation inside, leaned out and said, "Qi Yi, you can go with me, and I'll be back in half an hour."

    "Yes, ma'am."

    Qi Yi drove the carriage and took the two children away.

    Goudan was gearing up, "Nuonuo, don't worry, I will help you catch all those children."

    Nuonuo shook her head, "Let Uncle Qi catch it, he will catch it faster."

    Qi Yi: "???"

    It was the same place where Goudan told stories last time. A group of children were having a good time, when they saw Goudan get off the carriage, they immediately ran home.

    Goudan quickly grabbed two of them, "Don't run."

    Nuonuo patted Qi Yi and said anxiously: "Uncle Qi, go quickly."

    Qi Yi cleared his throat helplessly, and shouted, "Stop!"

    The children were terrified, they all squatted down and held their heads, and some timid ones were trembling with fright.

    Nuonuo took out a pack of small snacks from the bag, and said with a look of reluctance: "Everyone, don't be afraid, as long as you listen to me tell a few stories, then spread this story, and tell others that this story can be done in Zhiyan Pavilion."If you buy it, I will give you this package of delicious dried fruit."

    As soon as they heard that there were delicious dried fruits, the children immediately looked up curiously, and even forgot the fear just now.

    Nuonuo opened the dried fruit and took a bite by himself, "It's really delicious."

    He let Goudan take a bite too, and Goudan's eyes lit up immediately, "It's delicious."

    The kids are almost drooling.

    The ones closest to Nuonuo can already smell the fruit.

    "Is it really for us to eat?"

    Nuonuo knelt down, handed the paper package in front of them, and said with a smile: "Of course, as long as you spread the word Zhiyange for me, that's fine. If the effect is good, I'll bring you snacks tomorrow."

    Nuonuo felt heartbroken after talking about it. He doesn't have many snacks, but for the sake of his own shop, let's sacrifice it.

    Nuonuo looks really good-looking, even more confusing when she smiles, harmless to humans and animals.

    The children believed it immediately, and ran forward one after another.

    Nuonuo graciously gave them the paper bag, then found a higher position to stand firmly, and said loudly: "Everyone squat down, I'm going to start."

    The children squatted obediently.

    A few are still whispering:

    "He's so good-looking."

    "The voice is also nice."

    "Dried fruit is so delicious, if only he came every day."

    Goudan stood behind Nuonuo and said loudly, "Stop talking, Nuonuo is about to start."

    "So his name is Nuonuo."

    "The name is a bit strange, but he looks so good-looking."

    Goudan raised his voice helplessly, "Stop talking."

    No one listened to him, and everyone continued to eat and chat.

    Nuonuo took out a silk handkerchief from the bag and put it on the stone, then sat down, "Don't talk, everyone, I'm going to start."

    As soon as the words fell, everyone stopped talking and looked at him expectantly.

    Goudan: "???"

    Nuonuo's storytelling is much better than Goudan's stuttering memorization, coupled with his good-looking face, the effect is not very good.

    After the story of a hero was told, everyone was still unsatisfied, and asked for another one.

    Even if the snacks have been eaten at this time, it doesn't matter at all.

    Nuonuo randomly ordered a little boy and asked, "I ask you a question, what is the name of the shop I just mentioned?"

    The little boy stood up immediately, and stammered: "Only, only what."

    Goudan was familiar with these children, so he glared at him immediately, "Nuonuo has said it a dozen times just now, why didn't you remember a single word, just spit out the dried fruit."

    The little boy lowered his head and clutched his stomach guiltily. He ate all the dried fruit into his stomach.

    Nuonuo jumped off the rock and walked up to the little boy. The little boy thought he was going to hit someone, and was so frightened that he quickly covered his head.

    In the end, Nuonuo just patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's okay, this name was given by my father, it's a bit hard to remember, Zhiyan Pavilion, can you say it again?"

    The little boy was immediately lost in his smile, and said foolishly, "Zhiyan Pavilion."

    Nuonuo patiently said: "It's not Zhiyan Pavilion, it's Zhiyan Pavilion, please say it again."

    This time the little boy was finally right.

    Nuonuo said happily: "You are amazing, you got it right after only two times, I believe you will not go wrong."

    The little boy puffed out his chest proudly, "Absolutely not."

    Nuonuo taught several other children in the same way, and their reactions were similar to the first little boy, and after Nuonuo walked away, their expressions were still in a daze.

    Goudan's eyes widened. When have these children been so obedient.

    He often comes to this area, and every time he can hear the voices of these children's parents cursing and beating others, it is said that his own children are very skinny, but he has never seen them so obedient.

    Nuonuo turned and walked back, climbed up on the rock again and sat down, continuing to tell the story.

    Goudan was afraid that Nuonuo would be thirsty, so he planned to use this time to find someone he knew for a bowl of water for him to drink.

    When passed an alley, found a child squatting in it, the clothes on his body were all tattered.

    Goudan stopped in his tracks and said helplessly, "What are you doing hiding here?"

    If you don't go home and don't go to the front to listen to the story, and make your clothes so torn, whose child is it?

    The child raised his face to look at Goudan, his eyes seemed a little scared.

    Only then did Goudan realize that he had never seen the child in front of him before, but he only came here occasionally, and it was normal to have a few unfamiliar children.

    He originally wanted him to take him to listen to the story, but after seeing the tattered clothes on his body, he changed his words, "I'll take you home, where is your home?"

    The child shook his head desperately, "I can't say."

    Goudan was stunned for a moment, "You can't say where your home is, you don't know, do you?"

    The child shrank back.

    Goudan reluctantly took a few steps forward and picked him up from the ground, "Forget it, I'll take you to the front to listen to the story."

    The child struggled desperately, "What story, I don't want to go, let me go."

    The kid looked like he was only five or six years old, and he was quite strong, so Goudan had to hold him with both hands and lead him to the front.

    Nuonuo touched the child's head and said with a smile: "You are late, squat down quickly."

    The child glanced at the group of people, and said vigilantly: "Who are you all, why are you gathered here?"

    Nuonuo reached out and poked him on the forehead, knocking him to the ground.

    "Quickly squat down, I haven't finished my second story yet."

    Goudan glared at the child, who was terrified and could only give in temporarily.

    Nuonuo continued.

    The child was shrinking vigilantly at first, but he forgot as he listened, and stared at Nuonuo with wide eyes.

    It was almost time for Nuonuo to finish telling two stories, and it was time to leave, but just as he was about to get up, the child suddenly grabbed his arm and said eagerly: "I didn't hear this story earlier, please tell it again."

    Goudan pulled his hand away, "What are you doing, you don't know any manners."

    Nuonuo smiled at him, "I'm going home, come back tomorrow."

    It worked out well today, and he plans to speak again tomorrow.

    But the child became even more anxious, "You can't go, I want to listen to the front."

    This kid is quite domineering.

    But he looked like a story-loving person, and Nuonuo was very happy, this is exactly the person he needs.

    So he told him the first part of the story very seriously.

    The child was obsessed with listening, and tightly clutched the hem of Nuonuo's clothes with his two little hands, "I still want to listen, you tell me one more."

    Nuonuo was upset, "I'm done talking today, come back tomorrow."

    "No, you speak now."

    Nuonuo: "..."

    Just as Goudan was about to pull the person away, the child sat on the ground directly, still holding on to Nuonuo's leg.

    Goudan: "..."

    Qi Yi was dumbfounded, where did this kid come from?

    "God, what's going on?"

    "Second Master, I found him in the alley just now, and he refused to say who he belonged to. I think it's very suspicious."

    Qi Yi knelt down and looked at the child, and asked, "Where is your home, shall we take you back?"

    The child shook his head desperately, "I won't go back, I want to listen to the story."

    Qi Yi pulled him away and prevented him from getting close to Nuonuo.

    Nuonuo tidied up her trousers, "Uncle Qi, Brother Goudan, let's take him back, he looks a little silly, he probably doesn't remember where his home is anymore."

    The child pouted, he was not stupid.

    Qi Yi shook his head, "Master, this is not good, we don't know his origin, how can we bring him back?"

    "It's okay, take it away."

    It’s not easy to meet someone who likes to listen to stories so much, Nuonuo thinks it’s funny.

    Maybe his storybook will sell out.

    Qi Yi reluctantly picked up the child and put him on the carriage, and warned him in a low voice, "Let me tell you, be honest, do you know?"

    The child snorted softly.

    After Nuonuo and Goudan also boarded the car, Qi Yi went ahead to drive the car.

    Nuonuo glanced at the child, and said happily, "Brother Goudan, I think he has pretty good taste, and he might be the first guest of Zhiyan Pavilion."

    Goudan also glanced at the child, with disgust in his eyes, "The clothes on his body are all torn like this, how can he have any taste? And just now he grabbed dried fruit to eat, let alone being the first guest, I think he mightEat up your snacks."

    Nuonuo nodded, "You are right, I will hide all the snacks as soon as I go back."

    "That's how it should be."

    Child:"……"

    Can you avoid me when you discuss, I'm still here.

    Nuonuo seemed to see what he was thinking, and said deliberately: "It suddenly occurred to me that he has never mentioned his parents so far, so he must be a child without parents, so let's forget it, let's put him directlyLeave it on the side of the road."

    The child shrank back into the corner immediately, and said nervously: "I have parents, please don't throw them away for me."

    Goudan snorted, "Then tell me, where is your home?"

    The child stopped talking again.

    Lin Yan estimated the time and waited outside the shop, but a strange child got out of the car.

    "Qi Yi, what's going on?"

    Qi Yi briefly explained what happened just now.

    Lin Yan's expression was serious. The child's clothes were messy. Could it be a fugitive or something?

    However, it seems that have not heard of any case of copying and beheading recently.

    Lin Yan looked at the child and said softly, "Can you tell us where your home is, and we can send you back."

    When facing Lin Yan, the vigilance in the child's eyes became much less, but he still refused to tell. He only said that he remembered where his home was, and went home by himself after hearing the story.

    Lin Yan was relieved, "Take him back first."

    You can't leave such a small child on the street.

    The gate of Miyagi.

    Lu Fu and Zhang Moyuan were talking, when suddenly the butler of Lu Fu's family rushed over, "It's not good, master."

    Lu Fu glared at him, "Why are you so panicked?"

    "master……"

    The butler leaned into Lu Fu's ear and whispered something.

    "what?"

    Zhang Moyuan made a bow, and said politely: "I don't want to disturb Xueshi Lu's family because of something."

    Lu Fu responded, "It's nothing, it's just that the little grandson of the family ran out out of fun, and there was a fuss in the house."

    "That way, I won't delay Bachelor Lu."

    Zhang Moyuan turned around and got into the carriage.

    He didn't pay too much attention to this matter, but when he returned home, he saw a strange child eating and drinking at home.

    The appearance is still three points similar to Lu Fu.

    Zhang Moyuan: "..."

    As soon as Lin Yan saw him, he came over and whispered, "Nuonuo and Goudan picked up a child today, and I don't know which family it is from."

    Zhang Moyuan smiled, "I know him."

    "what?"

    Zhang Moyuan walked directly towards the child and asked, "Are you the grandson of the scholar's mansion?"

    The child was so frightened that the soup in his mouth spurted out.

    "You, how do you know?"

    Lin Yan's eyes widened, "Really, the Scholars' Mansion, isn't that just..."

    Jiang Tianzong's former immediate boss.

    Zhang Moyuan said lightly: "Qi Yang, send him back to the Lu Mansion."

    Qi Yang immediately took the order and stepped forward, "Young master, this way please."

    The child felt wronged and said, "I don't want to leave, I haven't heard the story yet."

    And these foods are so delicious, much more delicious than his home.

    But Zhang Moyuan remained unmoved, "Qi Yang, send him away."

    Qi Yang picked up the man by the waist, carried him outside, and let the child struggle without letting go.

    Soon there was no movement in the yard.

    Nuonuo leaned over and said happily: "Daddy, is he really a child of the scholar's residence?"

    Zhang Moyuan smiled and said, "Yes."

    Nuonuo was even happier, "Then my storybook will definitely sell."

    In the early morning of the next day, Lu Fu personally came to thank him with a generous gift, accompanied by the arrogant child from yesterday.

    Nuonuo whispered: "Since you are a child of the scholar's residence, why did you make your clothes look like that yesterday?"

    The child twitched a bit, and said embarrassedly: "I fell from the tree, and my clothes were scratched by the branches."

    Lu Fu patted the child on the head angrily, "My little grandson is born to be naughty, and he is good at everything, but he just refuses to sit down and read some books."

    It stands to reason that the atmosphere of studying in his house should be very strong, and the two sons have also become civil servants, but this little grandson is a peculiar one.

    I can't sit still, let alone read, can fall asleep just by looking at it.

    Lu Fu had a headache.

    Zhang Moyuan showed a puzzled expression, "Is that so, but yesterday he pestered my Nuonuo and wanted to read his storybook, but I didn't see it."

    Lu Fu was stunned for a moment, "Is there such a thing?"

    The child, that is, Lu Yuan raised his face to look at his grandfather, and said seriously: "The stories he told are very interesting."

    Lu Fu was even more surprised. How could his naughty little grandson still say such things?

    Zhang Moyuan said again: "The story books written by Nuonuo are all in Zhiyan Pavilion, you can go and have a look."

    Nuonuo hurriedly followed, "Yes, there are many, I will take you there later."

    Lu Fu looked at Nuonuo in front of him, and it seemed that he was not much older than his little grandson. How could there be such a big gap?

    Everyone can write their own storybook.

    As if seeing his thoughts, Zhang Moyuan said with a smile: "I transcribed most of the storybooks for him, and he drew less by himself."

    Hearing that it was written by Zhang Moyuan, Lu Fu immediately became interested. He had seen Zhang Moyuan's handwriting, and even he admired it.

    His Majesty also praised it many times.

    Since it was written by Zhang Moyuan, it doesn't matter what the storybook is about, it's worth taking it back and copying it.

    And the key is that his little grandson rarely likes it.

    "Then bother you."

    "No problem."

    Lu Yuan glanced at the dining table at Nuonuo's house, secretly swallowed his saliva, it smells so good.

    After that, Zhang Moyuan and Lu Fu went to court together, and Lin Yan took Nuonuo Qi Yi and Lu Yuan to the shop together.

    Anyway, it was early today, and he was not in a hurry to open the door of Treasure Workshop, but went to Zhiyan Pavilion with Nuonuo and the others.

    Nuonuo familiarly went to the corner and dragged a cute little cart, "Here you are."

    Lu Yuan was immediately attracted by the small trolley, "What is this?"

    "You can put your favorite books in it later."

    Talking about Nuonuo and showing him how to pull it away, Lu Yuan's eyes widened, "This is really interesting."

    "It was drawn by my father." Nuonuo was very proud.

    Lu Yuan glanced at Lin Yan with admiration in his eyes.

    Lin Yan laughed, "There is also a reading corner over there. If you like something, you can take it down and take it over there to read."

    Lu Yuan nodded, "Yes!"

    Nuonuo put his hands behind his back, and said like a little adult: "Okay, you can choose yourself, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

    Lu Yuan happily plunged into the sea of storybooks while pulling the cart.

    Goudan came after a while, and Nuonuo immediately told him Lu Yuan's identity.

    Goudan was startled, "Then I was so fierce to him yesterday, will he let his grandpa catch me?"

    Nuonuo shook his head, "No, have you forgotten, my father is also a high official."

    Goudan nodded again and again, "You're right."

    Lu Yuan is interested in everything he reads, and he can't wait to put all the books on the shelf into the trolley.

    Nuonuo stopped him, "It's already a lot, and at your speed, you can't finish it."

    Lu Yuan was not convinced, "What do you mean by my speed?"

    Nuonuo said confidently, "It's your grandfather who said that it takes you a long time to read a page of the book."

    Lu Yuan: "..."

    He took a few more books and angrily went to the side to read them.

    After seeing this, there was no sound.

    Lin Yan told Nuonuo and Goudan a few words, then turned and went to the next door.

    There were no guests at this time, so he sat at the table to make accounts, and then drew some new porcelain vases and jars.

    There are also jars for pearl powder, makeup powder, and pearl soap in the future. They also need to be designed.

    There were too few pearls when it was sold last time, and they were all sold out before this step was reached. All of them were white porcelain vases and jars, and there was no impressive design except for Lin characters.

    There will be a lot more pearls next year, Lin Yan wants to make preparations in advance.

    Lin Yan didn't hear the voice next door for a long time, so Lin Yan went over to check it out.

    Lu Yuan was still concentrating on reading, Nuonuo lay on the table and continued to draw, while Goudan fell asleep lying on the side.

    Qi Yi sat by the back door in a daze.

    It's quite harmonious.

    "lady……"

    "It's okay, I'm just here to take a look."

    Lu Yuan finished reading all the story books in the trolley, he stood up, and said happily: "Nuonuo, I want all these books, you can count the price."

    Nuonuo yawned and realized the problem just as he was about to speak.

    He forgot to set the price.

    Lu Yuan wondered, "Why don't you speak?"

    Nuonuo subconsciously looked at Lin Yan, "Daddy."

    Lin Yan chuckled, then waved to Nuonuo, and when he came over, he leaned into his ear and whispered: "I bought this book for 30 cents blank, the story you thought of, and your father's editingFei, you decide for yourself, just don’t lose money.”

    Thirty Wen is the wholesale price, and Zhang Moyuan has ordered a lot with the bookstore.

    Nuonuo is also a person who knows how to count. He thought for a while and started daylight robbery, "One tael for one piece."

    Lin Yan suppressed a smile.

    Goudan was also shocked. He had never read a book, and was simply shocked by a tael of silver.

    Lu Yuan was not surprised, after all, the prices of the books outside were similar, but he was a little embarrassed, "I don't have so much money on me, can I replenish it for you when I come back?"

    Nuonuo is very generous, "If you buy more, I can give you a cheaper price."

    Lin Yan wanted to laugh again.

    Quite talented.

    Lu Yuan thought for a while, "I'll buy ten copies."

    Nuonuo's eyes widened, he set so much in his mind that it was actually five books, but Lu Yuan actually wanted to buy so many.

    "Can you buy so much and read it all?"

    Lu Yuan said angrily: "Of course I can finish reading. I've read three books now."

    Nuonuo nodded, "That's it, then let's count it as your one-hundred-dollar copy."

    Lu Yuan: "..."

    One tael of silver to one hundred wen, is the difference too much?

    Nuonuo was a little embarrassed, "It's still too expensive, so you should buy less, my father's processing fee is very expensive."

    Lin Yan smiled and shook his head. He heard from Jiang Tianzong that someone once offered a high price to take the commentary in his hand, not for the imperial examination, but for Zhang Moyuan's handwriting.

    This is probably the least valuable of Zhang Moyuan's handwriting.

    But Nuonuo didn't know this at all. He didn't even know the general book price, and he said one hundred yuan was probably just to make up the whole.

    As if he was afraid that Nuonuo would repent, Lu Yuan quickly took out all the broken silver in his pocket, "You count it."

    Nuonuo looked at Lin Yan for help.

    Dad, how much is this?

    Lin Yan walked over, poked lightly with his fingers, and returned the extra to Lu Yuan.

    "That's enough."

    Lu Yuan was actually not very clear, he tentatively asked Lin Yan, "How many copies can I buy for the rest?"

    "Maybe I can buy about ten more."

    Lu Yuan was overjoyed, "Then I will choose another ten books."

    Nuonuo: "..."

    If he wants ten more copies, that would mean emptying his shop.

    Lin Yan reminded, "Lu Yuan, do you want to buy ten copies first, twenty copies are too much."

    Lu Yuan thought that Lin Yan was laughing at him for reading slowly, so he took ten copies angrily, and emphasized: "I read it to the end, and I read it very quickly!"

    Lin Yan: "..."

    Nuonuo looked at the empty shelves, and happily put the money that Lin Yan gave out just now into his purse.

    "Yes, you read it quickly, come back after reading it."

    Lu Yuan nodded, "Yes."

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    1. Tani
      Jun 12, '25 at 08:01

      Smart Nuonuo 🤣🤣🤣

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