Chapter 6: Mistaken Entry
After the tender tofu was pressed with heavy objects again, the shape and quantity of the required wooden boxes and straw had also been agreed upon.
The next question is who will purchase it.
Su Xian and Liu Huixiang looked at each other, then turned to look at Zhang Cuihua.
The meaning is obvious.
"Miss, but..." Zhang Cuihua was conflicted and speechless.
And glanced at Su Xian secretly.
If she went out to buy these things, then only Liu Huixiang and Su Xian would be left at home.
She was already on guard against Su Xian. What if the young lady was bullied when she was away ?
Liu Huixiang looked calm and surprised. She looked at her and said, "It's inconvenient for me to go out. And Mr. Su is a scholar, so he can't go either."
"But..." Zhang Cuihua looked constipated.
"Mrs. Liu, why don't I go?" Su Xian stepped forward. "I feel uneasy if I don't do any work."
Seeing this, Zhang Cuihua felt greatly relieved.
My impression of Su Xian has been elevated to a higher level.
However, just as she was about to agree, Liu Huixiang said seriously, "No! Let's not talk about Mr. Su's identity as a scholar, it is inconvenient for him to be tainted by the worldly smell of money."
"Besides, you have been devoted to reading the books of sages these years, and have not heard anything about the outside world. You don't know how cunning and treacherous people are. If you go to buy wooden boxes and straw, you might be bullied!"
Su Xian touched his nose and became alert.
His previous personality was that of a nerd who was devoted to reading the books of sages and ignored what was happening outside.
Even if you want to change your image, you need to take it step by step. If you take too big a step, you may easily get hurt.
But... he really wants to get in touch with the worldly smell of money!
I wish I could hold her in my arms like a beautiful woman!
Su Xian is now penniless, with no money to spend on food, and is really scared of poverty...
However, considering his noble image in Liu Huixiang's eyes, Su Xian remained silent and took a step back.
"Yes, ma'am."
Zhang Cuihua finally nodded.
He took the silver, looked worried, and opened the door and left, looking back every few steps.
After watching Zhang Cuihua leave, Liu Huixiang turned around, looked at Su Xian and called out, "Young Master."
She wanted to say, "What should we do next?"
But then, she fell silent and lowered her head, like a young girl about to bloom.
In such a big family, there are only two of them, a man and a woman...
Just now, Liu Huixiang actually did not anticipate this, she just did addition and subtraction in her mind - Su Xian can't go, she can't go either, so she can only send Zhang Cuihua.
"Madam Liu, time is running out. Let's find a suitable place first." Su Xian sensed the vague ambiguity.
But he really wanted to complete the stinky tofu project as soon as possible.
So I forced myself to dispel that feeling and focus on my business.
"Find a suitable...place?" Liu Huixiang took a step back, her face flushed slightly, and looked up at Su Xian: "Do...what?"
"Where to put the stinky tofu!" Su Xian said in his heart, "Women are really troublesome," and then added, "It needs to be a cool and ventilated place."
"oh!"
Liu Huixiang breathed a sigh of relief, forced away her distracting thoughts, and said without hesitation: "It just so happens that there is an unused room on the second floor with windows on the north and south sides. Because of the shade of the city wall, there is no direct sunlight."
"That's great, let's go check it out."
"Um."
“…”
The two of them climbed up the wooden stairs, Liu Huixiang in front and Su Xian behind, half a meter apart.
Liu Huixiang was seen holding up the hem of her skirt with both hands and taking small steps up the stairs.
After all, she came from a family of scholars, and her training in etiquette and image began at a very young age.
Therefore, when she walked, she was both dignified and graceful; she was steady and yet, like a willow swaying in the wind, seemingly about to fall down at any time.
It gives rise to a strong desire to protect.
"Mrs. Liu will look very beautiful when she walks in a cheongsam!" Su Xian followed behind and a thought popped into his mind.
"Of course, Hanfu is also nice, with its ancient charm, elegance, and graceful manners... Eh? Wait, what am I thinking about!"
He shook his head fiercely, dispelling the charm again.
Liu Huixiang was walking in front. Although she didn't have eyes, she felt like there was a thorn in her back.
This is a woman's terrible sixth sense.
She knew that Su Xian was following behind her and must be looking at her carefully. Her heart was beating fast and it took her a lot of effort to calm down the ripples in her heart.
"Master Su, it's already June and the county school's 'field holiday' has ended, but why... didn't you go to the county school?"
Liu Huixiang stepped over the last step and stopped there waiting for him to come up.
The so-called "field holiday" is equivalent to the "summer vacation" in the 21st century. It starts in early May and lasts for one month.
Su Xian thought about it calmly, and the original owner's memory emerged. He replied: "I have asked the doctor of classics for a month's long vacation!"
When he mentioned the county school, the doctorate, and the one-month leave, he also thought of a classmate with whom he had a good relationship. He was also a descendant of a large family...
While thinking about that classmate, I had unknowingly walked up the last step and stood side by side with Liu Huixiang.
"What are you thinking about, sir?"
"Oh, nothing. Where is that room?"
"Please follow me, sir."
Liu Huixiang didn't say anything more.
Su Xian followed her and looked around. There was no doubt that if his home could be described as bare, Liu Huixiang's home could be called a mansion.
Big and spacious!
After walking on the second floor for a while, Liu Huixiang finally opened a door and said, "Sir, please come in. This is it."
Su Xian stepped in and found that the room was indeed open from north to south and quite spacious, so it could be used as a living room.
But now it is idle and piled with miscellaneous items.
"Not bad!"
Su Xian nodded repeatedly.
The south-facing window faced the khaki-colored city wall, and there was a black lacquered screen embroidered with a maid, which covered half of the window, making it appear secretive.
He subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to find out what was going on.
Liu Huixiang was stunned for a moment, and felt that Su Xian's behavior was inappropriate, but she couldn't remember what it was for a while, so she followed behind with light steps.
“This… this is…”
When Su Xian approached the screen, he was stunned and dumbfounded.
It turned out that there was a clothesline behind the screen.
On it are neatly hung clothes such as ruqun, aoqun, beizi and other clothing.
In addition, there were five or six small clothes for girls hanging there.
Tube tops in bright or elegant colors;
There were also several long silk strips fluttering in the wind. I wonder what they were used for.
"ah!"
Liu Huixiang exclaimed.
When she approached the screen, she saw at a glance that the clothes she had hung up were fluttering in the wind. And Su Xian was stunned in front of the clothes...
Like being hit by a hammer!
As she covered her mouth, her face flushed visibly and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Because this room is ventilated from north to south and the window faces the tall city wall, it has good privacy and is a great place to dry clothes.
In addition, Liu Huixiang's reputation spread far and wide, and no one would come to visit her, so...
To avoid accidents, she even placed a screen in front of the clothes that were hung out to dry.
But today, Su Xian suddenly came!
I came here by accident.
It would be fine if it was a ruqun or something like that, but the little clothes that were never shown to anyone were actually exposed in front of Su Xian!
Liu Huixiang was dumbfounded and at a loss as to what to do.
Suddenly, a breeze blew in from the window, and the clothes on the clothesline began to flutter, especially the long silk strips, which actually broke away from the clothesline and flew towards Su Xian's head.
Liu Huixiang, whose heart was beating like a drum and who was at a loss, watched helplessly as the extremely private long strip of cloth covered Su Xian's face!
As if falling into an icy cave, her breathing stopped and Liu Huixiang almost fainted on the spot.
"What is this? This smell..." Su Xian took off the cloth strip, held it in his hand, and looked back at Liu Huixiang.
"Sir, please... please step aside!" Liu Huixiang snatched the long strip of cloth, held it tightly, her face flushed, and she did not dare to look up.
"Feel sorry!"
Su Xian roughly understood what had happened.
He walked behind the screen, wrapped himself in it, and hid himself completely.
Outside the screen, there was the sound of clothes being packed, followed by the sound of footsteps going away, almost running.
