Three Hundred and Forty-Eight: The Storm in Beijing (5)

Xu Ke was speechless, as if he really hadn't thought of this.

He wanted to say that this is how it is between husband and wife, but the words kept turning around in his mouth and he couldn't say it.

"Did you not bring any silver with you? Did you confiscate it?" Jiang Pengji asked.

"Of course I did." Xu Ke subconsciously wiped the money bag on his waist and wondered, "Why did you confiscate it?"

Jiang Pengji didn't explain, but said, "When I was in Langya, I met a woodcutter. He chopped wood for fifteen days a month, and on the rest of the days he pushed the cake stall that his wife had set up for him and sold it along the street. I chatted with him for a while, and after the conversation, I found that he actually thought that the largest amount of money and grain was copper coins..."

Xu Ke was suspicious and didn't understand what he meant. "Ordinary people have a hard time making a living, and most of the money they handle on weekdays is copper coins. , there is nothing strange about it. "

Jiang Pengji shook her head, "Not really. After I continued to ask, I found out that the woodcutter's family was not poor. He could save four or five taels of silver a year. After working hard over the years, he even prepared a dowry of twenty taels for his daughter. The reason why the woodcutter only recognized copper coins was that he confiscated all his money and gave it to his wife, and his wife was afraid that he would spend money lavishly, so she gave him three copper coins every day..."

Xu Ke: "..."

The words have come to this point. If he still doesn't understand, then he really has a brain problem.

"Xunmei is not that kind of person..."

Although Xu Ke has always felt that women are responsible for the home and men are responsible for the outside, he has never thought about the days of having only three coins on him every day, which is too miserable.

"Yes, so if you have silver on you, why don't you buy some small things?"

Xu Ke was confused again, and his whole expression was tangled.

"Ke will buy it."

If he doesn't buy it, wouldn't it be tacitly acknowledging that he is the woodcutter in the story, with only three coins around him every day?

How could a man be held hostage by his wife?

So, two men dressed in luxurious clothes appeared in front of many stalls, and they bought little toys that girls like to use.

Xu Ke looked at her with a tangled expression, while Jiang Pengji beside him carefully selected rouge and powder, looking quite knowledgeable.

No... When did his husband have such a weird hobby?

"Not all rouge and powder can be used.

If you give the rouge you just selected to Xunmei, I guarantee that she will have red beans on her face the next day..." Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes, "If it's more serious, maybe you can change your wife."

Xunmei has some allergies. The rouge that Xu Ke selected is beautiful in color, but it contains allergens that make Xunmei allergic.

Xu Ke didn't care at first, but after hearing what he said later, he quickly put the selected box back.

"How do you know so clearly, my dear?"

Although he knew that Xunmei was once Jiang Pengji's personal maid, and the relationship between the master and the servant was very close, better than that of siblings, but as Xunmei's husband, Xu Ke was facing another "man" who knew his wife very well. It was impossible for him to say that he didn't care a little.

"Well, you know, when I was a child, I had to take medicine to recuperate from major and minor illnesses. In order to please the two door gods around me, I had to think hard and cater to their preferences?" Jiang Pengji heard the jealousy in Xu Ke's words, and pretended that she didn't understand, and explained in a roundabout way. After all, they were newlyweds, and she couldn't make things difficult for them. "However, there was one time when I almost made a big mistake, that is, I sent the wrong thing. Later I learned that Xunmei couldn't touch that kind of thing, and I remembered it deeply..."

Hearing this, Xu Ke's grudge disappeared, and he became more interested.

Learning about Xunmei from Jiang Pengji made him feel like trying to please his brother-in-law and learn about his new wife's past.

"I don't know about this, and I haven't heard Xunmei talk about it..." At this point, Xu Ke paused.

He really didn't know enough about Xunmei's past. The two knew each other before marriage, but they didn't know much about each other.

If he wanted his marriage to last, he would have to get to know her better in the future, at least not make mistakes like giving the wrong gift.

Jiang Pengji said, "There's a long way to go, and there's plenty of time to get to know each other in the future."

Her conversation with Xu Ke was all presented to the audience in the live broadcast room, and many viewers vaguely understood her intentions.

[Smuggling Africans]: # Holding his chin, it's been several years, and I still think the anchor is very gentle. Xunmei and Xu Ke are not a blind marriage, but they do know very little about each other, and there are many hidden dangers because they are together less and apart more. Even a loving couple can't stand such a waste, but the host is slowly guiding Xu Ke to understand Xunmei, which largely avoids many problems.

[I have a pair of skateboard shoes]: Gentle is gentle, but don't you think that as a woman, the host has been in contact with a newly married man for a long time... It always feels inappropriate. Xunmei knows the host's gender, won't she mind?

The above barrage is quite obscure, but people who understand it can see what she is saying. Isn't it just worried that the host will become the third party in someone else's marriage.

[Bingtang Lemon]: Please, the host is the host of Xu Ke's youth now, and the relationship between them is that of superiors and subordinates. I haven't heard that female bosses can't talk to married male subordinates. If this is the case, don't recruit married male subordinates in the future. The host is still a male to the outside world, and the two didn't say anything ambiguous. It feels like a normal friendship. There is a bit too much worry.

No matter what the audience in the live broadcast room thinks, Xu Ke, a smart man, gradually figured it out and understood Jiang Pengji's good intentions.

The master and servant chatted about some business and some private matters, a few of which were related to looking for plum blossoms, and most of which were trivial matters. Unconsciously, they had already walked through most of the night market, and Xu Ke's legs were sore.

Seeing that he looked so weak, Jiang Pengji pointed to the teahouse next to him, "Why don't you go upstairs and take a rest."

Xu Ke nodded in response without forcing him.

However, if he knew what would happen after going upstairs, he would never go up even if his legs were broken!

Rather than saying that this is a teahouse, it is better to say that it is an elegant place where literati and elegant guests often come.

As soon as the two walked into the hall, the air was filled with a rich fragrance, and there was also the music of stringed instruments in their ears.

"The owner of this teahouse is quite smart. He even invited a musician to play music to entertain us. It looks elegant."

Jiang Pengji looked around and found that there were paintings and calligraphy hanging at the doors of the private rooms around him. The quality was uneven, but it was quite interesting to put them together. None of this is important. What is important is that the medium of calligraphy and painting is very valuable bamboo paper.

Bamboo paper is not worth much in Liu Mansion, but it is said to be more valuable than gold outside, and only wealthy families will not use it.

"These calligraphy and paintings... seem to be left by scholars who came to drink tea..." Xu Ke took a look at the signature. Most of the owners of the calligraphy and paintings were nobles. Regardless of their level, at least they were famous. "This teahouse is indeed interesting."