The tough wife has room to farm

Chapter 321

"Peace, don't be rude, and wait!"

Lin Chuan didn't even drink the tea, he hurriedly held the box with both hands, and said with great care, "This ginseng has complete head, tail, beard and legs, the red flower on the top is still fresh, and the rustic smell around the body is still fresh, and you can smell the ginseng fragrance. , how could it be fake, it's just..."

Wen Nuan didn't expect to give the second gift, and almost gave it by accident, secretly dumbfounded, and hoped that this young master of Linchuan would not be suspicious.

Lin Chuan looked at the pile of medicinal herbs in front of him, a little embarrassed, "These are precious medicinal herbs that are not short in age, and each of them is rare in the world. Since Zhuang Yuanwai and Xiaoyuan trust me, I will bring someone who understands the price tomorrow. , I must not let you suffer, is this feasible?"

It turned out that he was also uncertain about the prices of these medicinal materials, so Nuan Nuan let out a sigh of relief and nodded cheerfully, "Sure, then call a knowledgeable gentleman to come tomorrow, we can also trust Mr. Linchuan's friends."

A sincere smile appeared on Linchuan's face again, "Xiaoyuan, this is the first time I've seen a business like yours. If I meet someone else, I'm afraid I will suffer a lot."

Nuan Nuan didn't say anything this time, but just slandered in her heart, "This time it's you, I won't let other people see these things."

The two people who had a very happy chat started to chat with each other one by one, from the medicinal materials to the knowledge of the hometown, from the insect plague to the idea of ​​the war in the west, it felt like a confidant reunion.

Uncle Zhuang and the boy named Ping'an directly became the background board, watching the two people chattering in different directions.

Wen Nuan accidentally said that his master was going to find a house, but they wandered around all morning but still had no idea, and wanted to ask this native of Kyoto, is it really so hard to find a house at the foot of the imperial city!
"No, you are looking in the wrong direction. If you want to buy property, fields, or shops in the capital, you basically trade with the dental bank. The dental bank charges a part of the handling fee for the matchmaking. Official slaves and those who want to sell themselves as slaves can be bought and sold."

Wen Nuan was almost dumbfounded after listening to it. It was basically a joke to spend the whole morning with himself and Uncle Zhuang. The sight of two idiots visiting the capital!
Mr. Linchuan looked at the warm expression, and he already guessed that when he helped him catch the pickpocket, it was probably because they were wandering around aimlessly.

On the one hand, Pingan showed the ridicule to the fullest, and did not hide his smile at all.

"HSBC may not have a dental shop, but the larger state capitals have such a business. If you want to see it, why don't I take you there, how about it?"

Wen Nuan, who had already met Mr. Linchuan, nodded immediately, "Okay, we don't have to do useless work if you take us with you, why don't we go around now?"

"Okay, go as you say."

Lin Chuan and Nuan Nuan stood up, and Uncle Zhuang naturally got up to follow, and Ping An reminded at the end, "Hey, boy, are you stupid? Why don't you lock up so many valuable things in the house?"

lock?

Wen Nuan really didn't have such an idea, and then thought of the sign that the salute had been turned over when it was sent in before, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "No, this is in Juxian Tower, not a street shop, and we need So why be careful?"

After finishing speaking, he took the lead and went down the stairs on the third floor, leading several people towards the outside of the store.

Don't be afraid of losing things, Mr. Linchuan has already seen the goods. If the knowledgeable gentleman comes tomorrow and the things change, it will show that there is something wrong in Juxian Tower. Wen Nuan is still worried that those people don't have the guts Woolen cloth!
This time, the group of people had a clear goal, and they didn't stay on the street for long, and went straight to the tooth store. The tooth store was a remodeled courtyard facing the street, with a facade in front and a large courtyard and houses in the back. .

Mr. Linchuan's people stood inside, and those idlers who came and went would immediately leave obediently and voluntarily, and the prostitute with first-class eyes, who was mixed among the three religions and nine schools, was even more respectful. It is not easy to have a temperament and the above materials on the body.

"Say hello to the young master, is there anything I can do to help you?"

A matchmaker is just a title, not necessarily all women who are matchmakers, as long as men do this job, they are also called matchmaker, which means that they rely on their mouths to be white wolves, and one hand to support the professional characteristics of two families.

Now the person who entertains this group of people is a man in his 30s with a sophisticated face. He folded his hands on his chest, bowed his back and lowered his head, with a smile on his face, and even his voice was controlled. It is the most acceptable position for people.

At first glance, it is the leader in this industry.

"It's these two who have something to do, and we are with you."

Mr. Linchuan took a step aside, so that the matchmaker could see Uncle Zhuang and Wen Nuan following behind, who were still looking around.

"It turns out that the two are the ones responsible, please, please, let's sit and talk inside, Koizumi, serve tea to the guests!"

The large shops in the capital, as expected, were operated by someone, and they were all impeccable and considerate in receiving people and things, and only places like Juxianlou had such a phenomenon that people couldn't see it.

During this trip, Uncle Zhuang and Mr. Linchuan were obviously the masters. Nuannuan was not as casual as in Juxianlou. He sat with the others and imitated He Pingan and stood behind them.

"This gentleman... I am planning to find a house in Kyoto." Uncle Zhuang took the initiative to explain the purpose of this trip.

The man himself sat next to the two of them, and he laughed when he heard Uncle Zhuang speak, but he couldn't feel the slightest hint of ridicule.

"Master Yuanwai, please be polite. Just call me Mrs. Chen. It sounds like your accent is from Huizhou Prefecture. That's great. I also have relatives there. We are half fellow villagers. As for finding a house , easy to handle, everything is covered by my wife Chen, I promise to handle it properly for you, we are all on our own!"

Yep, just now she opened her mouth, and she has already become one of her own. This old lady Chen Nuan finally realized what it means to be a lotus flower with a bright tongue!
"Tell me about how many people in this family are going to settle here, how much will the house need, whether you have a garden or not, are there any requirements for site selection, and the approximate price?"

Uncle Zhuang was asked directly by this half-acquaintance from the hometown, and he didn't know how to answer. In the end, it was up to Wen Nuan to decide, but his eyes were darkened, and he couldn't answer a word.

Warmth is also clever, and immediately took over the conversation, and said tactfully, "Grandma Chen, when my wife came out, I told my little one that this house doesn't matter the price, as long as it's comfortable to live in, it's good to come in three or four times, and the place should be clean. Point, the personnel should not be too complicated, and you can arrange the rest."

At the end, I didn’t forget to add a sentence, “You half of the country, the price will definitely be the most reasonable, let’s forget about the cheating ones.”

Wen Nuan said something that made Mrs. Chen stare at her carefully for a few times, admiring in her heart, this master looked stupid, but brought this rare and smart young man, and he was also good-looking.

Habitually in my heart, I helped Nuannuan, a servant, and gave him a rough estimate of his worth.

(End of this chapter)