Chapter 12 Overstretched

Xiaoqiao listened to it for a while and smiled in his heart. Sun Shao's song was elegant and calm. It was clearly the new song of his sister. It made Sun Shao show his face, but he said it was a wild tune. Is there such an elegant wild tone? She glanced at the bridge and suddenly remembered something. She couldn't help but turn her eyes to Zhou Xun and Zhou Yu. Both of them are smart, smart and arrogant people. They must be able to guess the thoughts of the bridge like themselves, and their competitive hearts will definitely be the same.

Zhou Xun's thoughts were just as Xiaoqiao thought. After listening to a few words, he became suspicious and no longer believed Sun Shao's wild words, but he did not think it was the bridge, but that Sun Shao came to test his experience. He inherited the elegance of his father Zhou Yu. He was well-informed and had a strong memory. As long as it was a famous song, he mostly knew it, but now he had never heard of the song played by Sun Shao, and the invincible spirit that had just been suppressed rose again.

Being questioned by Sun Shao, a rude person, made Zhou Xun very uncomfortable. Although his surname is generous, he is still a young man after all, and his inevitable competitive spirit still has the upper hand for a while.

After playing a song, Sun Shao seemed to return to his seat uneasily. Xiaoqiao looked at the three children with different looks. He couldn't laugh or cry. Looking at the calm bridge, he affirmed more and more that this was the work of the bridge. He felt that it was angry and funny. He felt that the bridge was a little unkind. He just wanted to think about the grievances of his sister over the years. I don't want to be serious.

"Good song." Xiaoqiao first stroked his palm and sighed, breaking the silence. Zhou Xun and others were shocked and quickly praised.

After the banquet, he said goodbye to Xiaoqiao's family. When he returned to the car, the bridge showed a satisfied smile. Qiao Ying, who accompanied the side of the car, was also in a good mood. He said with a smile, "Madam, the young master finally got the upper hand in front of them this time."

The bridge nodded, pondered for a moment, and then sighed: "A Xun is going to Jianye to lead the army. Their family has to leave. We should send them a trip. It's just..."

When Qiao Ying heard the words, he also frowned and said after a moment, "Go back and check again. Do your best. After all, the strength of the house can't be compared with that of Zhou's house. Presumably they can understand."

The bridge nodded helplessly, and the little pride just now disappeared without a trace.

Sun Shao sat proudly in the car. He felt funny when he thought of Zhou Xun and others' expressions just now. He was also young and frivolous. Of course, he knew what Zhou Xun's feeling now is. Although this victory or defeat has no real meaning, it is definitely a short time for Zhou Xun, who has always had the upper hand. It's hard to let go of things.

"Young master..." Qiao Yue, who accompanied him on the side of the car, pointed to the direction of the bridge behind him and shouted softly. Sun Shao looked back and saw that although the bridge could not see his face, Qiao Ying's face was sad. Obviously, something difficult had happened. He couldn't help but be a little strange. When they first went out, they were still smiling. Why did they change their faces in a blink of an eye?

After returning home, after listening to the worries of the bridge, Sun Shao realized that the relationship was tight.

Sun Mansion has no income now. Sun Quan allocates food every year according to the standard of thousands of households. It sounds like a lot, but in fact it is not enough at all. The ordinary marquis only enjoy taxes, with an annual income of about 200,000 yuan. The food and drink of dozens of people in the house are all on this. More than half of the most basic food consumption alone will be consumed. In addition to the addition of clothes, the monthly money of servants is not enough. After calculation, the rent income of thousands of households is not as good as that of an official's salary of 2,000 stones - because officials still have the gray income brought by power. If you want to buy a banquet of the same specifications as the Zhou family, even if there are not many people, it will cost tens of thousands of yuan. For the Sun family, this tens of thousands of yuan is not a small amount. It's not that you can't take it out, but you have to raise it carefully.

Sun Shao sighed at the gap between the rich and the poor. He wanted to say what to eat, but after thinking about it, he swallowed that sentence again.

"Why don't you go to the market and buy some beef? With cattle, this specification is enough." Seeing that Sun Shao was a little embarrassed, Qiao Ying said, "Don't buy the buckle. I used it this time. I don't know when I will use it next time. It's a pity to put it. Why don't you save this money and buy some good wine?

The bridge nodded silently. Although he felt that this was a little uncomfortable, Sun's current situation could only be done like this.

"I have some ideas." Sun Shao looked up at the bridge, looked at Qiao Ying, and slowly opened his mouth: "Since it can't be compared with Zhou's house in terms of value, it's better to rectify some new tricks, so that it won't lose face."

"New tricks?" Qiao Ying took a look at Sun Shao and was a little surprised: "The way is a way, but what else can the cooks in the house do that Zhou has never seen before?"

"Since this method is feasible, you don't have to worry about it. Leave it to me. I will definitely let you eat some fresh dishes at that time." Sun Shao smiled, stood up, saluted, and turned to leave. As soon as I got to the door, the bridge shouted:

"Aman, wait a minute."

Sun Shao stopped and turned to look at the bridge. He saw the bridge pointing to a comb next to him. Qiao Ying walked over with willful intent, took out an embroidery bag from it, and stuffed it into Sun Shao's hand: "Take this money first."

Sun Shao looked at the embroidery bag in his hand. Although the embroidery bag was exquisite, it was a little old. It seemed to be old. Although it was not big, it was heavy. He opened it and saw that it was two pieces of horseshoe gold, about the size of about one catty. According to the current market value, it was about 25,000 yuan. The price of gold in the big man usually swings around 10,000 yuan per catty. In the past few decades, the world has been turbulent, and the price of gold has risen slightly, about 12,000 yuan per catty.

Sun Shaoben didn't want it, but he thought that he only had about 2,000 yuan in his purse. It was indeed a little difficult to rectify these dishes, but he answered, took the embroidery bag into his arms, and turned around and left.

"I don't know if the young master can do it?" Qiao Ying said with some uneassure.

"It's better for him to do it. Anyway, you can't command the chef." The bridge smiled faintly and sat in front of the piano case. Qiao Ying hurriedly came to remove the covering. The bridge folded its sleeves and pressed her hands on the string, but did not play it. She stared at the string for a moment and said to herself, "If he could pass the day at ease, it would not be a good thing."

Qiao Ying looked at the bridge unexpectedly, thought for a moment, and nodded and said, "Yes, there is no man in this house to support it. After all, it won't work. Since it is impossible for the young master to lead the army, it is better to learn some documents. Even if you can't be an official in the future, it's good to cultivate your heart and raise your surname.

The bridge didn't answer her words and gently plucked the strings.

Sun Shao, who was about to go out of the backyard, stopped when he heard the soothing sound of the piano. He looked back at the small building thoughtfully, nodded slightly, and gently raised the corners of his mouth, showing a little smile.

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