Chapter 95 Fake show
The two sides negotiated the price, and finally Xuanmiao made a concession. The two companies cooperated to make the statue together. If the kiln failed more than ten times, she would have to pay an additional twenty taels. This was the upper limit. No matter what, they would make sure to make the statue for her.

Xuanmiao gave them a deposit and promised to give them the drawings of the new statue within three days.

She called Wang Xiaojing forward and said to Yu Qing and Yu Sheng, "Leave this child here to run errands for you. If you have any questions, ask him to come back and ask me. You can also use him to run errands at other times."

Wang Xiaojing immediately stood up respectfully and saluted them.

Yu Qing and Yu Sheng had no doubts and thought that Xuanmiao was just worried.

After all, it was a big order of one hundred taels, and they were not at ease with it.

The two men accepted Wang Xiaojing.

Yu Qing's house is big, so he takes Wang Xiaojing back.

Wang Xiaojing didn't expect that he would be able to stay here like this. He looked at Miaohe and the others with some excitement and fear.

Xuan Miao took him aside and warned him, "I promised your grandfather, but whether you can stay here depends on you. Be smart and hardworking. No normal person can reject a smart and hardworking person. If there is, it means he is not normal. Stay away from such people."

Wang Xiaojing listened in a daze.

Xuan Miao frowned when she saw him in a daze, "Do you understand?"

Wang Xiaojing nodded immediately, "I understand, I understand, thank you, Taoist Xuanmiao, I will do my best."

"Work hard, but don't let yourself down. You know the way home from here, right?" Xuanmiao said, "If you've been wronged, go home. There are not only one kiln here in Yushan County, but two more. If you're not welcome here, there are other places that will."

Wang Xiaojing became more confident and courageous, and nodded vigorously in agreement.

Xuanmiao gave him ten cents.

Wang Xiaojing refused to accept it.

Xuanmiao said, "Keep it. I'll ask your grandfather to give it back when I get back. It's not a free gift."

Wang Xiaojing accepted it as soon as he heard it.

Pan Yun and the other two also felt that it was a bit pitiful that he was left here at such a young age, so they all started to look for money on their bodies.

Pan Yun didn't have much money on him, so he only counted out ten cents and gave it to him, plus a lucky charm.

Miao and Miaozhen also gave him ten cents.

Wang Xiaojing smiled innocently, "I came out to learn a craft, and I'm already making money before I even start learning."

Miao He said: "It's not given to you for free. You have to pay us back when you make money in the future."

Wang Xiaojing was about to return it to her, but Miaozhen stopped him and said, "A poor family is rich on the road, you should keep it. If you get bullied, it's better to have money in your hand than to have no money at all."

Wang Xiaojing took the money and whispered, "Thank you."

Pan Yun warned: "My amulet is not given to you casually. You must wear it every day. Consider it a gift from me, your great-grandmaster."

Miao He changed his mind immediately after hearing this, "Then I won't ask you to pay back my ten cents. I'll consider it as a meeting gift for you."

Wang Xiaojing's face was filled with black lines. "Do you really want to be my master?"

"Yeah, can't you?"

"No," Wang Xiaojing shook his head and said, "Wait until I learn some skills, and then I'll teach you. Then we'll be master and apprentice to each other. I don't want to recognize you as my master."

Miaohe said "but" and turned her head away angrily.

After Yu Qing and Xuanmiao discussed the remaining details, they turned around to look at Wang Xiaojing.

Xuan Miao called him forward and handed him over to Yu Qing. "The blueprints will be delivered tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I'll bring you some clothes then. Do you have anything else to bring?"

Wang Xiaojing shook his head, "No, my parents know what to bring me."

Miao and Miaozhen waved goodbye to Wang Xiaojing reluctantly and were a little worried when they got into the car, "I don't know if he's used to it."

Xuanmiao didn't say anything.

After entering the city, Xuanmiao went shopping. Things in the afternoon are cheaper than in the morning, if you know how to bargain.

Xuan Miao thinks she can't bargain, but she has a cold face. After the other party makes an offer, she will push it down. If the other party agrees, she will buy it. If not, she will turn around and leave. Her bargaining ability is actually far better than Tao Ji.

As expected, no matter what industry you are in, people always bully the weak and fear the strong.

Pan Yun didn't go with them. She carried Black Cat to the Post Office to look for mail. "Did today's mail arrive?"

The guy at the post office smiled and said, "What a coincidence. It has just been delivered. The postman hasn't even left yet. But you have to wait, young Taoist priest. I will sort it out before I know if there is anything for you."

Pan Yun agreed.

The guy at the Postal Service ripped open the cloth bag and poured out the contents, mostly letters packed in oil paper bags, and some other items.

The guy looked for something first, but when he didn't find anything, he poured out the letters one by one and looked for it.

After searching for a long time, he finally found a thick letter. "Young Taoist priest, please take a look. Is this letter yours?"

Pan Yun looked over and immediately took it, saying with a smile, "It's mine!"

She held the letter in her hand and said, "Your post office is fast enough to deliver mail, but it takes too long to deliver it here. It arrives after 3 p.m. every day. Our Sanqing Mountain is far from here. What if I'm in a hurry to go home and can't wait until 3 p.m., then I have to wait until the next day, or even longer to get the letter?"

The waiter smiled bitterly, "Young Taoist priest, it takes time to deliver a letter. We left Guangxin Prefecture early in the morning, and it would take us noon to get here at the fastest speed. The letters were supposed to be counted today and delivered tomorrow." "Besides, your Sanqing Mountain is far away. If we want to deliver it to your door, we have to climb the mountain. It will take us a whole day to deliver this letter."

Pan Yunlue thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, so she decided not to make things difficult for him.

Forget it. She would contact them when she had urgent matters next time. Normally, she would just send letters from the post station and express delivery shop.

Although it's a bit slow, it's convenient.

After Pan Yun received the letter, she sat on the steps outside the house and opened it.

Three rolls of letter paper fell out of the letter.

She opened the first roll that was rolled in half and found a letter from her father.

Pan Hong told her that the prescription she sent was very useful, and his second son got better after taking it. He would never forget her life-saving grace, so his two sons also wanted to get to know her...

In the Ming Dynasty, proof of household registration was required to send a letter through the official post station. Of course, you were not required to show it every time you sent a letter, but if the postmaster of the post station or the manager of the express delivery shop did not know you, you had to show it.

For the sake of convenience and to prevent the Jinyiwei from investigating her in detail, she used Tao Ji's identity and household registration when sending the letter through the official express delivery agency, but the name on the letter was Sanzhu.

Pan Hong wrote the letter in this way, obviously not wanting to leave any room for gossip.

Pan Yun's eyes rolled, and he decided to use Tao Ji's identity to write letters to them, so that they could make friends with people of the same age in the Taoist temple, and then find them as brothers or sisters, which would make it much easier to address them in future letters.

Pan Hong had obviously thought of this and mentioned it in the letter, saying that he wanted his two sons to be influenced by Taoism and cultivate their tempers.

Pan Jun read it carefully and found that it was all good news. "I don't know if it is just good news and not bad news."

She went to see the letters her two brothers had written to her. When she opened them, she found that the handwriting was blurred. Without even looking at the words, she said, "This must have been written by my second brother. He probably cried while writing."

But upon closer inspection, it turned out to be her eldest brother's handwriting.

Pan Yun's eyes widened. She thought her second brother was so injured that he couldn't even hold a pen, and her father only reported good news and not bad news. So her eldest brother had to help hold the pen...

"But that doesn't make sense. How come my second brother's tears fell on the letter my eldest brother wrote?"

Pan Jun hurriedly opened another roll of letter paper and saw more blurred words on it. She felt relieved because her second brother wrote them himself. She cried even harder.

It seems that everyone is fine, except that the eldest brother starts to cry.

In fact, Pan Yue didn't want to cry at all, but after he peeked at the letter and pasted it back, he found that the seal on the envelope didn't match. So he wanted to find the previous letter for reference so that he could paste the letter more seamlessly.

As a result, he found his second uncle's old letters.

After seeing this, they realized that their father had hidden many things from them. He also said that their sister was voluntarily transformed by the Taoist priest of Sanqing Temple to practice Taoism. However, the Jinyiwei raided the house again, and their sister was forced to escape from the Pan family and her whereabouts are unknown.

I don’t know how many hardships I went through to reach Sanqing Mountain.

After reading the letter from their second uncle, the two brothers' clothes were wet with tears. When Pan Hong came back, the two brothers were hugging each other and crying bitterly.

When Pan Hong saw the opened letter, his face darkened. Seeing the two brothers crying like this, his face darkened even more. But he couldn't beat them up, so he could only say coldly: "Why are you crying? You stole my letter and I haven't beaten you yet."

Pan Yue asked with red eyes, "Why didn't Dad tell us?"

"What's the point of telling you? Apart from making two more people worry, who among us can help her?" Pan Hong said, "Besides, you are still young, especially Yu'er, who is making a lot of noise. If one or two words leak out, our whole family will be guilty."

Pan Yu was not convinced, "I won't do that."

"Really?" Pan Hong said coldly, "Let's wait and see whether it will happen or not. It's not enough to just say it."

Pan Yue and Pan Yu were both dissatisfied and decided to do it for their father to see.

Pan Hong took the letter and read it, muttering, "She met someone with real ability."

She sensed this as soon as something happened to Pan Yue and Pan Yu, so she sent these things out immediately.

"According to this calculation, she will receive the letter we sent in one or two days, and her reply should arrive in a few days."

Pan Yu's injury has improved a little in the past few days, but he still has blood in his stool.

The doctor comes to see me every day and prescribes expensive medicines, but there is no good way to treat the disease.

The worst thing is that because of this injury, Pan Yu has been feeling weak and tired recently, and has a slight fever.

The doctor said that you must be extremely careful at this time and not get cold or hot, otherwise if you get other diseases, you will collapse.

These days, Pan Hong and Pan Yue wished they could hold him in their hands and take care of him, but there was still no better treatment method.

Now, he was hoping that Pan Jun would have a better solution.

Sure enough, four days later, the People's Post Office delivered a box with three prescriptions inside, which described the corresponding diseases.

The father and son did not dare to delay and asked the doctor to come that day.

The doctor may not be able to prescribe a better prescription, but he can definitely tell which prescription is better.

Soon, the doctor selected one for them. Before leaving, he was still muttering, "Why didn't I think of prescribing this way? I wonder which miracle doctor wrote this prescription. I want to pay a visit to him..."

　Today's lucky numbers are all my numbers ending in 9. I'll take a screenshot as proof. I won't write the next chapter.

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