Of course, this letter must be withheld so that it cannot reach Old Ten’s hands!

Emperor Kangxi was too embarrassed to say that he sprayed tea on his daughter-in-law's letter. It would be embarrassing to say this, and the only way to ruin the letter would be to ruin the letter.

However, reading this letter hurt my eyes and hurt my body. He was also responsible for his tenth son.

Right!

...

Yuan Wense has a routine every morning and cares about daily affairs.

Although Lao Shi was reluctant to hand the news to Yuan Wense, there were people who were willing.

"This slave pays his respects to his mistress."

"Get up. What's going on?"

"The master's wife, Tie Dye's mother in the village, has sent a letter to Fujin."

"Send it over."

"Scum!"

Yuan Wense thought to himself, well, I have been a jerk a dozen times this morning!

The tie-dye mother’s letter is that the wool is stinking and the sheep’s eggs are about to expire. What should I do if I can’t handle these two tens of thousands of taels of silver?

The main thing is that if they are piled there, they will emit a foul stench and everyone who lives there will suffer!

Yuan Wense was a little surprised, "One hundred and fifty carts of wool and goat milk powder! Am I going to send the entire tribe's unwanted waste to me for disposal?"

Jiu Fujin looked at her, and Yuan Wense handed the letter over directly: "This is a letter from my mother who was married to Zhuangzi."

Jiu Fujin saw the problem at a glance, "Isn't this word much more beautiful than the Buddhist scriptures you presented during the New Year?"

The calligraphy of Tie Dye Mama is very beautiful, and it is not at the same level as the original text.

Yuan Wense felt a little strange in his heart, why the original owner, the eldest daughter of the county king, and the original owner's direct sister were not very good at writing, but the servants around him were all capable of writing and martial arts.

This, this is completely unreasonable!

Oh, by the way, it seems that all the concubines can write and draw. Do the aristocratic girls in Mongolia only need to know a few characters to keep accounts? Those who learn these calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing are in trouble anyway?

Don't understand at all!

It always feels awkward and illogical.

When Yuan Wense recalled the original owner's family, it was like seeing flowers in the fog.

The original owner was a very good girl, a good and honest child who was willing to devote herself to her family. However, it was difficult for Yuan Wense to have any sense of belonging to the family members.

I feel that I should fulfill some responsibilities towards them, but I don’t love them at all in my heart.

That kind of emotional indifference seems to be a continuation of the original owner's feelings... Responsible, but not loving!

Looking at the goods on the list, Yuan Wense was furious: "You know how to fool people with these rags! I really don't know what to do with these?"

Yuan Wense thinks this Ama is worse than his father!

Jiu Fujin said that this is not a problem at all, "Actually, it's not difficult at all. Just knit wool into blankets and goat milk powder to make snacks. Don't you have several recipes? Just pick out two of them and it will be enough."

Finished taking care of these things."

Yuan Wense is a pragmatic person, and everything he says is reasonable, "You need a machine to weave a blanket, and you also need a machinist. Where can you find them? There are so many goat milk powders, and so many snacks are made, they are broken."

What should I do if I can’t sell it?”

The domineering president of Jiufujin possessed him and said cheerfully, "I have a carpentry shop, a blacksmith shop and a gold and silver shop. I have the latest looms. I can give you as many looms as you want. As for labor, we have dozens of shuangzi to hair the wool."
Chapter completed!