Xu Ke was speechless, as if he really hadn't thought about it.
He wanted to say that it was how it was between a husband and wife, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.
"Did you not bring any money with you, and you confiscated it?" Jiang Pengji asked.
"Of course I brought it." Xu Ke subconsciously touched the money pouch on his waist and asked, "Why did I have to confiscate it?"
Jiang Pengji didn't explain. Instead, she said, "When I was in Langye, I met a woodcutter. He chopped firewood for 15 days a month, and the rest of the time, he peddled the pancake stall his wife made for him on the street. I chatted with him for a while, and after our conversation, I realized that he actually thought that the biggest amount of money was copper coins … "
Xu Ke was suspicious and didn't understand. "It's hard for ordinary people to make a living. Most of their money is copper coins. It's not strange."
Jiang Pengji shook her head. "That's not the case. After I continued to ask, I found out that the woodcutter's family wasn't poor. They could save four or five taels of silver a year. After years of hard work, they even prepared 20 taels of silver for their daughter's dowry. The woodcutter only recognized copper coins because he usually gave his money to his wife. His wife was afraid that he was a spendthrift, so she gave him three copper coins a day … "
Xu Ke was speechless.
If he still didn't understand what she was saying, then there must be something wrong with his brain.
"Xunmei isn't that kind of person …"
Although Xu Ke always thought that women were in charge of the inside and men were in charge of the outside, he never thought that he would only have three copper coins a day. That was too miserable.
"Yes, so why don't you buy some trinkets if you have money?"
Xu Ke was confused again. His expression was conflicted.
"I'll buy them."
If he didn't buy them, wouldn't he be admitting that he was the woodcutter in the story who only had three copper coins a day?
How could a man be held hostage by his wife like that?
As a result, two men dressed in rich clothes appeared in front of many stalls, and they were all buying little things that girls loved to use.
Xu Ke looked at them with a conflicted expression. Jiang Pengji, who was beside him, was carefully choosing her rouge and face powder. It seemed that she was quite knowledgeable.
Wait … Since when did his Langjun have such a weird hobby?
"Not all rouge and face powder can be used. If you give the box of rouge you just picked to Xunmei, I'm sure her face will be covered in red beans the next day …" Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes. "If it's more serious, you might have to find a new wife."
Xunmei had some allergies. The color of the rouge that Xu Ke picked looked good, but it contained allergens that Ke was allergic to.
At first, Xu Ke didn't think much of it, but after listening to the latter part of the conversation, he quickly put the box back.
"Langjun," he said of it.
Even though he knew that Xunmei was once Jiang Pengji's personal maid and that the relationship between master and servant was close, as Xunmei's husband, it was impossible for Xu Ke to not care about another "man" who knew his wife very well.
"Well, you know, when I was young, I was always sick and had to drink medicine to recuperate. I had to think of ways to please them. "Jiang Pengji heard the jealousy in Xu Ke's words. Jiang Pengji could hear the jealousy in Xu Ke's words, but she pretended not to understand and explained in a roundabout way. After all, they were newlyweds, and she could not make things difficult for them. "However, there was one time when I almost made a big mistake. I gave the wrong gift. Later, I found out that Xunmei couldn't touch that kind of thing. Since then, I've remembered it … "
When Xu Ke heard this, the grudge in his heart disappeared. Instead, he became a little more interested.
Learning about Xunmei from Jiang Pengji felt like he was trying to please his brother-in-law and understand his wife's past.
"I don't know about it. I've never heard Xunmei talk about it …" Xu Ke paused.
He didn't know much about Xunmei's past. They knew each other before marriage, but they didn't know much about each other.
If he wanted his marriage to last, he had to know more about her in the future. At least, he couldn't make a mistake like giving the wrong gift.
Jiang Pengji said, "There's plenty of time in the future."
Her conversation with Xu Ke was presented to the audience in the streaming room. Many of them vaguely understood her intention.
Toudu Feiqiu: "# propping chin. It's been a few years, but I still think the streamer is very gentle." Xunmei and Xu Ke weren't married blindly, but they knew very little about each other. Plus, they didn't spend much time together, so there were many hidden dangers. Even a loving couple couldn't stand such torture. The streamer was slowly guiding Xu Ke to understand Xunmei. She avoided a lot of problems. "
I Have a Pair of Skateboarding Shoes: "She's gentle, but don't you think it's inappropriate for a woman to interact with a newlywed man for a long time? Xunmei knows the streamer's gender. Wouldn't she mind?"
The bullet screen was vague, but anyone who understood could understand what she was talking about. She was worried that the streamer would become the third party in their marriage.
Bingtang Lemon: "Please. The streamer is young Xu Ke's master now. Their relationship is that of a superior and subordinate. I've never heard that a female superior can't talk to a married male subordinate. If that's the case, I might as well not hire married male subordinates in the future. " The streamer was still a man to the public. They didn't say anything ambiguous. It felt like they were normal friends. She had a lot to worry about.
No matter what the audience in the streaming room thought, Xu Ke, a smart man, gradually understood Jiang Pengji's good intentions.
The master and the servant chatted on and off. They talked about both business and personal matters. Only a few of them were related to Xunmei. Most of them were trivial matters. Before they knew it, they had walked through more than half of the night market. Xu Ke's legs were sore from walking.
Seeing that he looked weak, Jiang Pengji pointed to the teahouse next to her. "Why don't you go upstairs and rest?"
Xu Ke didn't force her. He nodded.
However, if he knew what would happen if he went upstairs, he wouldn't go upstairs even if he had to walk until his legs broke!
Instead of calling it a teahouse, it was more like an elegant place frequented by literati.
As soon as they walked into the hall, the air was filled with a fragrant aroma. There was also the sound of stringed instruments in their ears.
"The owner of this teahouse is quite smart. He even invited a musician to play music to liven things up. It looks quite elegant."
Jiang Pengji looked around and found that there were paintings and calligraphy hanging on the doors of the private rooms. They were of different levels, but they looked quite interesting when placed together. That wasn't important. What was important was that the medium of the paintings and calligraphy was very valuable.
Bamboo paper was nothing in the Liu residence, but it was said to be as valuable as gold outside. Only rich families would use it.
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