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With the blessing of his mentor's coffin book, Xian Jin has a very strong reserve fund, but his attitude towards purchasing materials is still to save every penny, and he will never buy expensive ones if he can buy them right.

In addition to the arrogance of buying three shops at once, in terms of hardware, such as museum shelves, tables, bricks, etc. that can be seen at a glance, Xian Jin must buy expensive goods, but for some soft things, Xian Jin basically buys expensive goods. Adhering to the principle of "spend a small amount of money to look great".

For example, the price of a dwarf pine tree in Shu is about one tael of silver.

The price shocked Zhang’s mother: “I might as well just squat there and be a dwarf!”

These gadgets that have no universal value are the most expensive.

In troubled times, these things can't even be exchanged for a flower scroll; but in peaceful and prosperous times, wealthy people rely on these things to show their wealth.

Xianjin didn’t want to spend so much money on these fake goods.

She wants to buy a dwarf pine. She doesn’t buy one from Shu. She buys one from the junction of Qianzhou and Shu. The climate, soil, and varieties are basically similar. So it is destined that these two pine trees, except for their origins, have no different leaves and stems, but In terms of price, dwarf pine in Qianzhou is only one-tenth of that in Shu.

There are also the most mysterious calligraphy and paintings.

She couldn't afford famous calligraphy and paintings, and a painting cost hundreds of taels - where did Director Qiao come from with so many coffin books?

Therefore, the entire shop is basically filled with paintings by unknown artists.

There is no signature or seal on the calligraphy and painting, only the year and month. No matter the reputation, as long as the painter is good, she will buy it.

It just so happens that this kind of talented but unknown literati is a specialty of the capital, and there are as many as you want - oh, there are also a few paintings of flowers and birds, which were kindly presented by Boss Duan, the current head of the Chen family. Not only does it cost no money, Boss Duan is also very professional and provides free shipping to your door.

Qiao Fangzhi, as the largest shareholder, was invited to visit the newly renovated shop, and by the way, as the best scholar in the Wei Dynasty, he helped show off his golden palm skills.

Qiao Fangzhi saw the green fog and cypress landscape painting on the east wall of the lobby. He leaned on crutches and pondered for a long time: "This painting is good, the ink is splashed wantonly, the shape is more like the spirit, the brushwork is free and easy, and there are mountains and rivers in mind." He looked at the signature: "Why are there only years and months but no source?"

Xian Jin raised his head and glanced, and answered accurately: "Old Strange Sun painted it at the entrance of the alley at the east end of the city."

Qiao Fangzhi thought for a moment: "It seems nameless?"

Xian Jin nodded: "Yes. I have been passing the scholar examination for thirty-eight years and have always failed. I bought it for eighty cents. The old geek thanked me and said that I had enough money for the drinks in the past two days."

Xian Jin paused and then said: "Oh, Old Sun also said that when he gets drunk, he can paint eight or ten pictures for me. It won't be a problem."

Qiao Fangzhi nodded without saying anything, then turned to look at the sweet white glazed double-eared flower gourd on the museum shelf: "This gourd is not bad either. The coloring is even, the glaze is smooth, the kiln cracks are complete and it is very freehand."

Xianjin said again: "I bought it for eighteen cents."

Qiao Fangzhi:? It would be more appropriate to say that you stole it.

Xian Jin took a bench and stepped on it. He stood on tiptoe and lifted the double-ear flower pot so that Qiao Fangzhi could see it clearly: "Look, there's a big crack at the bottom. It's a defective product. The lock was found in the scrap pile."

Qiao Fangzhi's expression was puzzled.

Xian Jin straightened the flower gourd, jumped off the bench, and asked sincerely for advice as if he were a newcomer: "No one can jump up, can you pry up our bottle and look at it?"

Qiao Fangzhi remained silent: "Although people in the capital are under great pressure, they are not so crazy."

Qiao Fangzhi turned around and took a fancy to the red coral and small seals in the glass display cabinet. He looked at Xian Jin with probing and questioning eyes.

Xian Jin immediately said: "The coral is real. The seal cutting is not a famous product. I bought it for thirty cents from Zhang Xiucai next door to Lao Suntou. I made the stone myself." Qiao Fangzhi nodded, holding one hand behind his back all the way. He went out with only one hand on crutches.

He raised his head and asked: "Master, do you think it's too cheap?"

Qiao Fangzhi stopped, frowned and asked, "What is cheap?"

Xianjin said honestly: "Some items are indeed not expensive enough."

Qiao Fangzhi thought for a while and said in a calm tone: "After looking at it as a teacher, I didn't feel that it was cheap. I just felt that the store owner was sophisticated and had unique taste. He neither followed the trend and acted as a yes-man for the public, nor did he be conceited or make some incomprehensible items. Show special."

Qiao Fangzhi glanced at the smooth painted door of the store and sighed: "What's more, reputation is not necessarily real."

Xianjin smiled, very happy.

Qiao Fangzhi continued with a calm look on his face: "Little girl, I would like to remind you that if you are searching for things in the scrap heap - you'd better give me a breakdown of your expenses. Although I don't know much about general affairs, I still want to know what we have done. Where were those 2,700 taels used?"

Xianjin smiled even more happily, knowing in his heart that Qiao Fangzhi was joking, so he replied loudly: "That won't work! I only used seven hundred taels, and the remaining two thousand taels were used by me to buy a house and land for myself. "

Qiao Fangzhi also laughed, and sent over a piece of Xuan Xuan, with "Xuan" written in capitals on it. The cursive writing was fluent, the writing style was unique, and the signature and date were complete.

The same font was wrapped in a layer of red cloth the next day. Amidst whispers and the sound of firecrackers, the blue sky and white sun under the four corners of the eaves could be seen.

"Xuan?"

After many free hot searches, the store finally opened.

The people surrounding the door are still the same group these days - the people in the capital are under great pressure, so they like to meddle in other people's business and watch the fun. Even when two old men have a quarrel while playing chess, they will be on the inside and the outside. A circle of people surrounded the ground.

"Xuan? What Xuan?" A one-word store name is still rare, and everyone doesn't understand it.

"In Zizhi Tongjian, there is a saying, but each envoy is sent to the town with a xuanjian - the xuan in it refers to the documents issued by the Privy Council. Is there anyone in this shop who can get the documents of the past dynasties for us? "Study reference?" The person who said this was a scholar who was going for the exam, and when he heard it, he went crazy looking for reference books.

"One foot three and one-third inches, declared - is it a surveyor?" The person who said this was a junior official from the Ministry of Industry, with very comprehensive professional skills.

"You are all wrong -" "King understands" appeared, "If I guessed correctly, the word 'Xuan' should be the 'Xuan' I used to announce you."

Points will be deducted for homophones and you will be kicked out.

Among everyone's guesses, someone with sharp eyes shouted loudly: "Look! The person who wrote the inscription was... the person who just compiled the laws of the Wei Dynasty. He had seventy-two disciples serving as officials in the court, and he won the imperial examination at the age of twenty-seven. Tanhualang’s Qiao Fangzhi Qiao Shanchang!”

Everyone turned their attention to the signature.

"Qiao Fang's Book of the Twenty-eighth Month of Guimao——"

"Ahhh!"

"It's Master Qiao! It's Master Qiao!"

"No matter what this store sells! Rinse it all! Rinse it all for me!"

"You must give Master Qiao some face! Master Qiao, I am currently in high school, and the little brat next door has lost his reputation - ah - don't squeeze me!" (End of Chapter)