Zhumen Hangui

Chapter 13 Going out to play
The warm wind is blowing, and among the crowds in Fang City, many pedestrians have changed their jackets into thin shirts.

The rich man with a folding fan in his hand strolled comfortably in the market. He was wearing a brocade robe and a pendant around his waist, which attracted the attention of many people. He looked so romantic.

The traffickers and pawns carried their loads and baskets and yelled onto the bridge, with steady steps and windy feet.There are rows of shops passing by, but there is always a bit of envy in his eyes.

Looking at the prosperous scene in front of him, Su Yizhao remembered the Qingming Riverside Scene from his previous life.

Before, she watched this picture as a bystander, and she always admired the painting skills, and the characters were drawn vividly.

However, now she has become one of them.I don't know if there will be arty people who will draw her into the painting.

The bustling crowds come and go, all living beings are in various forms, and the world is full of vicissitudes.

"Uncle He! Here are two bowls of wontons!"

The young boy's immature voice reached Su Yizhao's ears, pulling back her wandering thoughts.

"Young Master! The ravioli from Uncle He's house is a must! My mother often brings me here to eat."

Su Yizhao took a look at the opponent's body, he was as strong as a calf.

"I can see it!" This foodie!
The young man touched his round face and smiled.

This young man is her cheap father's personal servant, called servant.

In terms of appetite, it is indeed quite liberating.But 12 years old, you can eat two sea bowls in one meal.

Tall and strong, with a lot of strength.

If you want to say why her father is so kind to her suddenly, it has to be attributed to her face.

At the family banquet a month ago, her cheap father saw that she wasn't ugly anymore, so he didn't mention sending her away anymore, and accepted it gladly.

But this cheap father is away from the mansion every three days, and sometimes when she meets her who goes to the main courtyard to pay her respects, she will say some inconspicuous words.

The only benefit to her is this little servant.

The waiter's father is on duty in the big kitchen and is a small steward.It is said that Su Wenqing owed someone a favor, and the other party wanted a son to come and serve the young master, so Su Wenqing threw him to her.

Su Yizhao didn't know what kind of favor he owed, nor was he interested in asking.

Being detained in the courtyard and learning the rules for a month, Su Yizhao couldn't help but feel a little better when he saw the clean bowl of wontons in front of him.

It is free air!Su Yizhao sat on the tattered bench, looking very contented!

"Master! Where shall we go shopping after eating? You finally got your wife's permission. This time, you must have a good time. I heard that there are juggling tricks at the bridge in the south of the city, and there are many novelties. Let's go and see?"

Su Yizhao knew that the waiter wanted to go, but she also wanted to see the ancient downtown, so naturally she agreed.

Nancheng is a densely populated place for civilians, so the square city over there should be very lively.

"Go buy the incense fan that Second Sister asked for first, and then go shopping later!"

The second sister Su Yizhao mentioned was Su Muhua, the concubine's daughter of the third master. According to the ranking of the girls in the family, she was the second in line, and she was only fifteen years old this year.

As for how good Su Muhua's relationship with her is, that's not true!

He just heard that she was leaving the mansion, so he asked her to bring something back.

"The incense fan has to be queued for a long time! The second girl is also, can't the sewing room in the house know how to do it? Even if it doesn't, the girls around will always do it!"

It was the first time for their young master to come out to play, and the Laoshizi Incense Fan didn't know how long they had to queue up.

"It's not easy for a woman to go out of the house. Since she is a sister, it's just a side effect. It's really inappropriate to arrange a master behind her back!"

Su Yizhao's complexion immediately darkened. If this kid keeps talking like this, he will inevitably cause trouble for her in the future.

Sifang's life is not easy at all, let alone she is a concubine.

Seeing that Su Yizhao suddenly lowered his face, the waiter couldn't help shutting his mouth and became a little more reserved than before.

The young master seemed to be very casual in the past, but today he suddenly became serious, but it made him feel anxious.

"The villain knows his mistakes, so he won't dare again in the future!" He quickly stood up and saluted Su Yizhao.

Su Yizhao quickly waved his hand, "Okay, there's no need to be like this! I'm doing this for your own good, and those people in the house won't protect you like me!"

"Yes!" Seeing that Su Yizhao's face softened, the waiter replied with a smile.

However, his tone was much more careful than before, after all, it was the difference between master and servant.

After eating two bowls of wonton, they got into the waiting carriage and headed towards Nancheng.

"Wow! Master, this incense fan is so famous? There are so many people queuing up!"

The two were dumbfounded as soon as they arrived at their destination. There was a long queue in front of the Li Family Fanfang.

"Go and inquire, and ask if you want to buy that incense fan!"

Su Yizhao couldn't see the door, so he asked the waiter to ask.

Seeing the waiter squeeze to the front to inquire, he came out without asking a few words!

"Master! It seems we can't buy any more today! There is a rule in the Li Family Fan Shop, no matter if you are a royal or aristocrat or a commoner, you have to queue up to buy fans!"

After the waiter came out, he frowned, he didn't know that the rules of Li Family Fan Workshop were so strict.

"Oh?" Su Yizhao felt a little surprised. What is the identity of the Li family, and they have the confidence to establish such rules?

In an imperial society with strict hierarchy, the Li family would not have dared to do so unless they had a strong backing.

"They also don't accept custom orders, let alone send them to homes. If you want to buy fans, you have to get up early and queue up. You can only sell 50 fans a day at most. Look at the front, I'm afraid there are more than [-] people."

This Su Yizhao is a little curious, what kind of fan is it that makes everyone flock to it so much?
Su Yizhao remembered that her second sister said that she often had headaches, so she told her to buy an incense fan.

Does this incense fan have a miraculous effect on curing headaches?Otherwise what does this headache have to do with the matter?But what medicinal materials were added?
She didn't know that this incense fan was so hard to buy before, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed so readily.

Su Muhua must have known about it, but he still called her here, and didn't tell her the truth, only told her to go early.

Although I feel a little uncomfortable, but I can't do what I promised, which is unavoidable.

"What's the matter with you? You only sell fifty copies a day? Why don't you sell more? I came to line up early in the morning, and my girl sent me here several times."

At this time, a woman wearing a pea green muslin double-breasted gown was very dissatisfied and shouted at the door.

"Ma'am, I'm really sorry, this is the rule of our fan workshop! Why don't you take a look at other fans?"

A young guy stepped forward and explained helplessly.

"Do you know whose family my girl belongs to? Think it over yourself, can you afford to offend me?"

"Ma'am! Our Li Family Fan Shop has always followed this rule, and it has never changed. If you really want to buy it, then you might as well wait until tomorrow! Remember to come over tomorrow to line up at [-] o'clock. It doesn't count if you come early."

The buddy is also used to this, and after he finished speaking, he was pulled over by others.

Su Yizhao looked at the woman who was arguing with the clerk, and saw the clerk surrounded and complaining, so he couldn't help thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)