Seeing the old patriarch bowing, Anu hurriedly supported him and said, "How dare I accept the gift from my father-in-law? I went to the wrong place. If you disturb you, I hope Haihuan will come to the incense stick and leave."

The patriarch repeatedly said, "I dare not, don't dare, be polite, be polite."

He saw the flower-like girl in front of him respectfully kowtowed to the ancestral tablet three times, and his affection for Anu increased greatly. He asked, "Yimeiyang (little girl), who are you looking for?"

Anu opened her mouth and smiled: "Parents."

"Do you know their names? I'm very familiar with them here, maybe..." the old patriarch asked diligently.

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They spoke in Fuzhou plain dialect. Although Anu's accent was a bit absurd, they could basically understand it. The old patriarch didn't look like a local from Fuzhou, and he was confused. He saw that Fan Wenlan and others behind her were vicious and dared not ask more questions.

Annu took out a bag of silver and held it in his hands and said, "I'm sorry for the trouble I was so disturbed just now. I'll give you all these to shock you."

He couldn't help but accept it, and kindly tried to keep them for dinner and accommodation, but Anu refused.

Seeing the sudden arrival of men and women leaving in a furious clothes, the old patriarch was inexplicably holding the bag of silver.

Everyone was also surprised by Anu's actions, but no one dared to ask. Zhao Xi raised his head, and Anu blinked and said meaningful: "Everyone has a secret. If you talk about yours first, I will tell you why."

Zhao Xi was so scared that he swallowed the words he said, "I told you everything you want to know." Anu nodded and patted her away.

Zhao Xi was worried for several days. Seeing that Anu was as usual, she thought she was talking casually and slowly let go.

Ah went to Quanzhou by mistake, and Pupu officially became Shen Jiamu as his teacher. He was very smart, but he just couldn't sit still and liked to be naughty. Shen Jiamu didn't expect to meet someone more naughty than Liu Zhong, and he shouted that he couldn't bear it.

The master's wife Su Yi liked him very much. She was delayed for her wedding date and was dragged into an old girl. The brothers and sisters in the family had children, and only she was still in the boudoir. Although her family was a scholarly family, her family was not very well-off, so she had to help her brothers and sisters take care of their children at home, and she was very experienced in dealing with the children. In a few days, the master's wife kept her talking for a while. Alei was very jealous.

Lu Chenyi grabbed the small gourd sachet and looked left and right, and finally found a small hole in the waist of the gourd. It was very small and almost invisible, but it was enough lice to crawl out.

That day he barely hugged Anu, and the dead girl was so scared that she screamed: "Lice, lice." The golden flower on her head was so shaking that it fell into his arms.

He was afraid of embarrassment, so he issued a strict order to not spread the lice. How could she know? There is only one possibility that lice was the one she put. After thinking about it, it must be the carrier of these two sachets. He cut one of them, and the lice inside had already run away.

These days, he would follow him whenever he had free time. Anu didn't drive him away. But every time he went to Qishan Academy, Shen Liulang's sympathetic expression was really strange. This little bastard was full of tricks, but he was afraid that he would be teased by her if he accidentally went to Qishan Academy.

He slowly rubbed the sachet in his hand with a smile on his lips. The silky silk thread was as delicate as her skin and had a good touch. Unlike those female geniuses, who kissed each other, he was a little anxious that day and angered her. He had to be careful in the future. He regretted it. Instead of seeing and not eating it now, he would be more courageous to run around Qiantang to a circle. At the beginning, it became a good story after a long time.

Anu had no idea that a pervert was about to regroup and continue to work hard.

This is the season when lychees are ripe. The lychee forest at the foot of the flag mountain stretches for several miles. Under the morning glow, the red and green leaves are as bright as dark fire. It is the forest of the academy. The tenant farmers complained to Shen Jiamu that the lychees are harvesting this year, and the lychees are afraid that they cannot be sold. Fresh fruits are easy to deteriorate and should not be sold for long distance traffic. They can only hurry up and expose lychees to white or make honey-soaked lychees. However, this year's typhoon came early, and one of them has passed, and it is coming again.

Shen Jiamu frowned. The academy had a massacre and the people around him were secretive about it. After working hard for a long time, some parents sent their children to see the deceased uncle Chen Zhejiang. He was a poor man and gave him whatever he wanted. It didn't matter if he didn't give him. He didn't mind a few eggs or a load of firewood. He even paid for him when he encountered a poor child. His father allocated him a little money every year, which was only enough for the expenses. Part of the operation of the academy was backed by the rent collected from the fruit forest and paddy fields at the foot of the mountain. If the fruits were low in the harvest and the tenant farmers lost their money, he would be embarrassed to collect the rent.

Anu had taken practical classes in the canning factory before and made canned lychees for a few days. Since he was free, it would be better to give it a try and just help the Master.

She first customized a few small clay pots with a lid, boiled and disinfected, then put sugar in a ratio of about 20%, and boiled a pot of sugar water. She peeled the lychees one by one, clamped the core with a sharpened bamboo casing on the head, threw the whole round flesh into the sugar water and cooked it, spooned the fruit and boiling sugar water into the clay pot, and then placed the cans in an iron pot for about half an hour. After taking it out and let it cool, seal the cover with yellow mud, and then it was done after it was dry.

Zhao Xiyi posted: "Are you making kimchi? That sugar is more valuable than lychees." Lychees are cheaper now.

Anu waved his spoon: "It's similar to kimchi, it's worth it if it's shipped to the north or in winter."

Seeing that it had not broken after being left for a few days, Annu simply took the courage to buy equipment and pottery jars. He bought all the lychees from the academy and hired more than twenty female workers to help. She settled the accounts. If they could be left for autumn and winter and not broken, they would be sold to the north, which would be more than ten times the profit. This year, the lychees were very cheap, but the wages were much more expensive, and the odor jars caused by incomplete sterilization were included. Because the technology was very primitive, she calculated them at 50% loss, deducted various expenses, and still had money to make money.

However, the processing industry has very thin profits and high risks. Annu sighed, but he still likes the profit-making industry.

When Lu Chenyi walked into the backyard of Qishan Academy, he saw Annu and several female workers placing pots in the corridor. He simply sat down in the corridor and watched Annu walking around barefoot with wooden clogs, like a butterfly, and then suddenly stopped in front of him. His pair of snow-white slender feet were faintly exposed to several thin light blue blood vessels. On his small toes, the crystal clear light pink nails were like a row of neat little moons, very beautiful. Lu Chenyi couldn't help but have a long thought.

But Anu sat straight next to him and took out a pottery jar and a bowl spoon: "This is the earliest one. It has been seven days. You can try it." She knocked on the mud seal and opened the lid. A sweet fragrance came out. Lu Chenyi spooned a lychee meat into his mouth and chewed it down and swallowed it: "It's okay, it's a little sweet and has a boiled smell."

Anu smiled sweetly: "It's cooked, what if it's sold to the north? The price is much cheaper than fresh lychees."

"How to transport it? It's easy to break."

"Of course it's a boat. It's packed in a large water tank, stuffed with soil, and it won't break." She used a golden step to pull her hair into a black bun, and she swayed two white jade drapes as big as rice grains before Lu Chenyi's eyes, and was swinging like a swing. She was wearing a thin banana cloth cross-neck summer shirt. She was busy just now, and the neckline was slightly opened, and she went down her slender neck, and her skin was as snow as a faint fragrance. Thinking of the slender waist in her hand that day, and the tender lips wet, he couldn't help swallowing.

When Anu heard the voice, he looked back at him in surprise. Lu Chenyi's face was flushed with embarrassment. It was one thing to secretly fantasize, but he was caught on the spot but was extremely embarrassed.

The little beauty misunderstood and took the pottery pot with a angrily and put it in front of his hand: "I'm embarrassed to eat it, I'm just saying it's all right. Am I such a stingy person?"

Zhao Xi next to him laughed out loud.

She was twenty years old and didn't seem to pay attention to the defense of men and women. Why was she so confused about the charm? A few girls of the same age had given birth to a few children. Major General Lu was amused and laughed and angrily spooned a lychee and chewed it hard. He was not happy without seeing any bad intentions.

Seeing Lu Chenyi walking away, Zhao Xixun said, "I told you to sit on him to make him confused, but you kept asking others to eat, and it would be enough to smile at him." He wasted the look he made for her.

Anu was entangled: "For Mao, I want to seduce him?"

Zhao Xi said angrily: "White has a beautiful face, which is a waste of resources. It is also like walking, and taking a smaller step. How can you grasp a man's heart if you are so careless?" Zhao Xi was angry that she challenged her professional knowledge and started her speech incessantly.

Anu was forced to pee.

Recently, Zhao Xi didn't know what a short circuit was. She thought she had a bad attitude, a rough gait, and a ugly sitting posture... In short, it was useless except for one face. The fascination of Lu Chenyi's look at Anu's eyes became the assessment standard, but Zhao Xi was the one who scored it.

That day Fan Wenlan came to her and said, "The information has arrived,"

Annu asked, "Did you find out?"

Zhao Xi followed in and whispered: "I have some news here, and Fan Wenlan has three ships, and they will be driven in four days."

“Where to go?”

“Haodata, Japan.”

"Who is hard to sell? But he just sells it to He Little Japan?" Annu cut her teeth. She was basically a good child who grew up under the red flag, and naturally hated the Japanese pirates. Although there were no Japanese pirates at this time.

Anu gradually became willing to talk to him. Major General Lu was overjoyed and ran to the academy more diligently.

On this day, the little beauty suggested that she wanted to go to Yongquan Temple in Gushan to burn incense and worship Buddha. Zhao Xi stood aside and listened, and the corners of her mouth trembled. Miss Anu would never enter the temple unless she had no choice. The general naturally arranged it properly and eliminated all idle people. In other words, there were only them in the whole mountain. Of course, he wished he and Anu were the only ones.

On the Guanyin Pavilion halfway up the mountain, the general was immersed in the charming feelings of traveling with beauty, watching the beauty in an orderly manner burning incense and kowtow to Guanyin.

Zhao Xi took out a stack of paper and respectfully held it to him.

Lu Chenyi took it carelessly and then his eyes widened. He looked up and saw two unscrupulous girls smiling brightly, but he felt dark clouds covering the top.

After a long time, when Anu was impatient, he finally said, "What do you want?"

"Copper and iron, tea, if there is personal salt, I will accept it with a smile." Anu said with a big appetite.

Lu Chenyi's face was like a pot, which was most of the projects he smuggled.

Now that the veil of warmth has been torn open, both of them have understood who the other party is. In just one month, the person who has obtained evidence that the young head of the Lu family smuggled copper, iron and tea, sold private salt and other countries' deliberate goods will not be a delicate girl who is ignorant of the world, and the next head of the Lu family who holds the naval resources in his hand and uses it to smuggle and make profits is not just a prodigal son who lingers in the flowers.

Lu Chenyi closed his eyes: "What if I don't?"

"Why? You sell it to Japanese slaves, it's different for me? It's not that you don't give you money." Anu shook the tea cup in his hand. It's different for a slave. Even someone can make the tea leaves. She complained: "Zhao Xi, look at other people's maids and learn a little."

"Zhao Xi, you are that female Zhao Xi!" Hearing this name, Lu Chenyi suddenly remembered that this maid was the head of Fuying's intelligence, one of the behind-the-scenes commanders for the extermination of Liu Chang, the King of Han Jia.

"Speak quietly." Anu booed, "I want everyone to know that Fu Ying had a happy conversation with the young head of the Lu family?" Then Liu Min would definitely find ways to punish the Lu family for committing a crime of corruption. He was made up by Zhao Xi and others, and hated them to the core like Liu Chang.

"You!" Lu Chenyi looked at the beautiful and lustful face in front of him. How hateful it was, why did he feel pleasing to the eye just now? Thinking about it, when this dead girl looked at her these days, her eyes were full of ridicule. She was blinded by beauty before she could not realize it. Every year, the geese were pecked by the young geese. Lu Chenyi felt annoyed and had nowhere to vent her anger, and said arrogantly: "So what if you don't give it?"

Annu said helplessly: "The newly appointed Fujian Censor is my master. He is the censor and he has always been unable to rub the sand in his eyes." That is why he was kicked out of the capital by the annoyed emperor.

Lu Chenyi remembered that Wu Weiguang was Shen Zhejiang's disciple and the first generation of Qishan Academy. His hands and feet were suddenly frozen.

Anu was surprised: "I'm not robbing you, just working with you. If you have money, everyone will make money. I will help you open the southwest to ensure that your goods are unobstructed and mutually beneficial. Why are you like eating a fly?"

Zhao Xi was unable to touch his forehead. Although Liu Zhong had the life to teach Anu some girls how to deal with people, especially how to deal with men (I misunderstand that Xiao Liang Wang only needs you to be a escort), the little beauty has become a robber and will never be ruthless when she can suppress the other party during negotiations, not to mention that the major general offended her completely.

Lu Chenyi also reacted. He was confused by Anu. He really thought the other party was robbing him. Since it was a cooperation, then we should negotiate.

For several days, the quarrels between the two people echoed on the Gushan Mountain. Lu Chenyi was addicted to quarrels and found that Anu was very cute when fighting (it seemed that he had recovered), so he sang opposite her everywhere, sometimes purely bored, just wanting to see the beautiful woman's pretty face turned red.

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1 Usually, locals and locals in the Fuzhou discourse area call their language "pinghua". It is the Jin'an language. During the Western Jin Dynasty, people in the Central Plains entered the middle of the Minjiang River to take refuge, and the language brought by the lower reaches can also be called "Jin'an language". Because Fuzhou was called Jin'an County at that time.

Although Fuzhou dialect is officially defined as a dialect, from the definition of linguistics, Fuzhou dialect is very different from the standard Chinese language, and cannot even be understood by people who speak other branches of Fujian dialect. In this sense, Fuzhou dialect is considered a language rather than a dialect.
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