Su Qiao glanced at him with disdain. "I can earn the money myself."
"A house, food, clothes, silks, maids and servants, if I have money, I can all do it myself."
"As for letting my father become an official, let's forget it!"
"You can do as much work as you have the ability. He is not qualified to be a tutor in a private school. How can he be an official? Don't let others get hurt if he doesn't become an official."
It's not that she doesn't like Su Yaohui, it's just that with his little city power, he is really not the material to be an official.
Feng Han turned to look at the little boy hiding outside the bamboo forest, smiled and poked her forehead, "Aren't you afraid of being scolded when you go back later?"
Su Qiao shrugged. "Just scold me, I'm used to it anyway, I have a thick skin."
Feng Han: "..."
"Little Ya head, you can't get married like this."
"So what if I can't get married? I can live quite well on my own. When I have money, I will buy a lot of maids and servants to serve me and live a happy life."
Of course, this was her plan all along.
At that time, she thought he was a eunuch.
Feng Han dumbfounded. "You are really..."
It was as helpless as ever.
"What?"
Why do you always say half the words?
Don't you feel uncomfortable holding it in?
"You really don't want anything?" Feng Han sighed.
He gave her everything he wanted, but she wanted nothing.
This made him feel that he was useless.
Su Qiao thought about it carefully.
"Actually, I want to open a bookstore. I heard that this requires government approval. How about you go say hello to me and open a back door?"
"Open the back door?"
Feng Han smiled and shook his head, "It's just a matter of words. Is this considered a wish?"
"Of course, I just want this now."
"This is easy for you, but a little difficult for me."
The Su family is the most ordinary common people. They have no connection with the government. They may not even be able to get money through the back door.
Su Qiao thought about his plan and rolled his eyes, "If you think it's not enough, then help write a sign?"
"Okay."
Feng Han pretended not to see her Gu Ling being weird, as if she had a small calculation in mind, and agreed immediately.
"Little Ya, what are you going to name your bookstore?"
Su Qiao thought about it casually, "Guyin Town, Guyin Temple, these two ancient sounds are very good, let's call them Guyin Bookstore! It's simple and easy to remember, and there will be no taboos."
"In order to distinguish the bookstores in the town, why not add two words, Su's Guyin Bookstore?"
Although Feng Han feels that this name has no connotation as the name of a bookstore, she just likes it.
"Okay, anyway, what's important is not the name of the shop, but the books inside." Su Qiao It doesn't matter Underground Passage.
Feng Han smiled and said, "It seems you are quite confident."
"It's okay." Su Qiao doesn't know what modesty is at all. She thinks her stuff is good enough.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
Xiaobai played with it for a long time, but when he saw that neither of them paid any attention to it, he moved between them with some dissatisfaction.
Feng Han reached out to help comb the hair on its back.
"Ever since he ate the barbecue you cooked, he's not very interested in other foods. He's been starving and losing weight in the past two days."
"Have you lost weight?" Su Qiao looked at Xiaobai carefully.
I didn't notice it at all, he was still so strong.
But Su Qiao still felt a little distressed after knowing that Xiaobai had a bad appetite.
"I'll grill it tomorrow."
It just so happens that the clothes are almost ready for tomorrow, so I'll take them with me then.
Feng Han A look of success flashed in his eyes.