A piece of paper

Chapter 369 Door-to-door delivery (3000+)

I rushed in, but after I rushed in, I was dumbfounded

Who can tell them.

What is this place?
It's like entering an elegant pansi cave - the shop has a large courtyard. The courtyard is bordered by tall pines and cypresses. A narrow ditch is cut into the ground of the courtyard, and a clear stream gurgling in the ditch. Green duckweeds and lotus flowers are floating on the water. Houses with cornices and cornices are located on three sides of the courtyard, with the words "Wind", "Elegance" and "Song" respectively written on them. The top beams of red lacquered mahogany stand solemnly and solemnly, and the glazed tiles are refracted by the sun and give off a flamboyant light.

A scholar swallowed his saliva and said: "My ancestral hall is not so grand." After thinking about it, he was afraid that others would think that he had a mediocre background, so he added: "My family is the richest landowner in the countryside ten miles south of the Yangtze River! "

The scholar next to him rolled his eyes and silently moved a step to the side: Where did this come from?
In the capital city, don't say that you are rich, don't say that you are talented, let alone have connections - don't you see, this little-known businessman, the inscription on the wall was written by Master Qiao, and the green grass under his feet The bricks are sprinkled with gold foil, and even the lilies in the water are more beautiful than other places?
The rolling-eyed scholar’s ​​surname was Fang, and he came from a very low background. His uncle was the Chief Envoy of Jiangxi Province, and his father was a doctor in the Sixth Ministry. He was also a son of a powerful person who grew up with a golden spoon. Standing in this courtyard, he After a moment of silence, he walked into the "Feng" house.

The house is divided into three large rooms, and three unrolled blank scrolls are hung on one wall. There is a small square of gilded copper under each piece of paper.

Scholar Fang stepped forward to take a closer look, and saw a few lines of words engraved on the copper piece with exquisite hairpin regular script: "Peach blossoms on the human face contrasting with the red, pink peach mica paper: The craftsman integrated the mother-of-pearl technique into the paper art, and took the peach blossoms from the west slope facing the sun three hundred miles away." Pink peach blossoms are dried first, divided into petals and stamens to retain the fragrance, and are sandwiched with cooked xuan. Price: eighty-eight taels per knives.

Scholar Fang looked up at the framed scroll corresponding to the copper plate. The paper was shimmering with fine light, and there were thin dried peach blossoms pressed into the narrow and long strip of paper. The pink color was even more beautiful under the light.

Of course, the price of eighty-eight taels per knife is also very good.

Fang Shusheng stopped here for a long time, and a warm and shiny female voice came from beside him: "This kind of rice paper is the top product of Xuancheng Yunji, because it has extremely high requirements on the shape, color, meaning and appearance of peach blossoms. Every year Only two hundred dollars are produced, and once they are sold out, they will have to wait until mid-spring next year.”

Scholar Fang looked up and saw a girl wearing a plain pink satin skirt walking forward from nowhere.

His face is not outstanding, his facial features are a bit bland, but he has a gentle temperament and a beautiful poetic voice.

Like telling a story.

The girl pursed her lips and smiled: "There is another benefit to this note."

The girl bent slightly, and with her onion-like hands, she took out a cowhide envelope from the compartment of the pear wood chest beneath the framed scroll.

The girl took out a small piece of paper from the kraft envelope. This piece of paper was different from the display paper mounted on the wall. This piece of paper was made into a square, palm-sized shape.

The girl handed the square piece of paper to Scholar Fang and said with a smile: "Smell it, it smells like spring."

Scholar Fang took the paper and rubbed the warmth of the paper with his fingertips. The tip of his pen was filled with the faint aroma of peach blossoms.

The girl looked sideways and bent down to open the first drawer of the pear wood chest of drawers, took out a slightly larger piece of paper, and took out a brush, ink stick, and inkstone from the upper right corner of the table while talking to Scholar Fang. While slowly grinding ink, his voice was gentle and clear: "Pink peach mica paper is a kind of cooked Xuan paper. It uses alum and glue to lock the paper surface. The ability of ink is weak, so it is used for inscriptions, writing, copying poems, etc." An excellent choice for painting and calligraphy.”

After the ink stick was worn away, the girl handed the brush to Scholar Fang with both hands: "You can give it a try."

Scholar Fang picked up the pen and put ink on the paper.

Very pretty color.

The locked paper surface makes the ink clear and shiny.

Scholar Fang put down his brush: "I"

It feels a bit shameful to say he won't buy it. With his attitude and the quality of the paper, he doesn't want to buy it. It really doesn't make sense, but the price is eighty-eight taels. If he had bought it, he might not be able to survive today.
Fang Shusheng thought for a while and said, "I don't do much fine brushwork or small regular script." He felt a little embarrassed and said, "I won't take the scholar examination until next year."

The smile on the girl's face has not faded at all: "Nothing, wait until you are named on the gold medal list and you come back to buy the mica paper. That will be the day when the capital will rush to ask for your calligraphy treasure."

The girl turned around and introduced the framed paper to Shusheng Fang with a smile: "This is wax wax gold flower rib paper, produced by Liuji Paper Shop in Xuancheng Prefecture. It is said that the master who made this paper is an eighty-year-old craftsman." , the technique is old-fashioned and simple and elegant.”

As she spoke, the girl bent down and took out a sample paper larger than a palm from the drawer: "You can also try this paper - it is also a good choice for copying articles and submitting them to teachers."

Fang Shusheng glanced at the copper piece of wax-gold-flowered ribbed paper.

Mom.

Ninety-eight taels per knife.

What article is worthy of being copied on this kind of paper?
Scholar Fang swallowed. He wanted to try it, but he felt embarrassed that he didn't buy it after trying it.

The girl seemed to see through his embarrassment, smiled brightly, and lowered her voice: "You try it, I also really want to see the stunning beauty of ink on ribbed paper - I don't have this opportunity on weekdays."

Fang Shusheng glanced at the girl gratefully, picked up the sample paper cherishingly, and solemnly wrote the word "Xuan" on the paper instead of casually.

Beautiful indeed.

His calligraphy has always been mediocre, but the word "Xuan" on this ribbed paper seems to have increased ten years of skill.
The girl tilted her head to look at it and said with a smile: "Although I don't understand the writing style, you wrote this character really beautifully."

Woohoo, he really wants to buy it.

Woohoo, but he really can't afford it.

Woohoo, this sister is so gentle.

The girl handed the written paper to Scholar Fang with both hands, then took three more kraft envelopes from the drawer, and said with a smile: "Your temperament and writing are very suitable for the paper in our store. If you Don't mind it. You can take these sample papers back and try them again." Although he didn't mention buying paper at all, he didn't promote or urge, but Scholar Fang seemed to be determined and asked in a low voice: "You. Are all the papers in your store sold at one price? Can I just buy fifty sheets? "

Fifty pieces, forty or so taels, is his monthly salary for five months, which is enough to cover one head.

The girl seemed stunned by this suggestion. After a moment, she regained her smile and said, "Today is the first day we open the door. I need to ask our shopkeeper, what do you think?"

Fang Shusheng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

The girl bowed, walked in, and came out a short while later, holding an envelope in her hand and handing it to Scholar Fang: "Please write down your address - our shopkeeper is very grateful for your favor."

Why write your address?

Scholar Fang didn't know why.

The girl smiled and said: "We don't do on-the-spot transactions in our store - you order the paper and we will deliver it to your door within seven days, and you will pay on the spot."

The girl's smile was neither humble nor arrogant: "This is a good place for experts to view, taste and appreciate paper. How can the smell of copper tarnish such an elegant atmosphere?"

Scholar Fang spontaneously developed an elegant posture - the angle of his mandible was raised!

Yes!

The fragrance of ink and the smell of copper!

Paper smells better!
The paper he was interested in still smelled of spring!

Scholar Fang lowered his eyes and wrote down his address, and unconsciously handed it back to the girl with both hands.

The girl smiled and handed a laminated sheet with the words "Half Knife Pink Peach Mica Note" to Shusheng Fang.

Shusheng Fang took it and read it, and read a small seal on the mezzanine, which was the word "He" in small seal script: "Your boss's surname is He?"

The girl smiled and said nothing.

Fang Shusheng is now extremely curious about the owner of this shop: "Which He family? The person who can take over the shop in this location, repair it so grandly, and even get Master Qiao's personal inscription, the whole capital city is full of people. There will be more than ten people. I have never heard of any aristocratic family named He."

After thinking for a while: "But the He family in Dandong? The tribe of He Qianshan, the admiral of Liaodong?"

The girl still smiled and said nothing.

Scholar Fang still wanted to ask, but the girl smiled and took two steps forward: "Shall I take you to visit Feng, Ya and Song? You are familiar with it, and you will be a regular customer next time you come." "

Shusheng Fang stopped talking and followed. When he reached the door, he found that there were only four or five people looking at the paper in the entire huge hall. Beside each person was a girl or girl wearing a pink satin skirt. It was the young woman who was following the explanation.

What about the rest?

At least twenty people rushed in!

Scholar Fang raised his eyes and saw that at some point, a thick red velvet line had been blocked at the door of the hall. Standing at the entrance were two handsome young men in dark crimson gowns.

In the courtyard, at some point a four-sided Eight Immortals table was placed, and tea and four-color cakes were served.
Those who didn't come in just had tea in the courtyard and watched the scenery.

When one person leaves the hall, the red velvet thread is removed and put in. There are only four or five people in the spacious hall.

Fang Shusheng was stunned.

Can we still do this kind of business?
When other families see so many people, they want to put them all in, begging you to buy, pushing you to buy, and forcing you to buy. This family is better, but when people come, they don't receive them!
No, no, he accepts it too!

He invites you to tea in the courtyard!
Fang Shusheng took a deep breath.

Or expensive Mingqian tea!

Fang Shusheng stood at the door, suddenly feeling lucky that he had bought half a piece of paper - the store treats you with sincerity, and you must be sincere in return! You can't occupy the latrine and not shit!

Scholar Fang swallowed and asked the girl, "Can we make money by doing this business?"

The girl smiled gracefully: "In such an elegant place like ours, we don't want to ask for money."

Fang Shusheng kept saying "oh oh oh".

Red velvet dividers were put down.

Fang Shusheng walked out. He was afraid that others would think he didn't buy anything, so he held up the interlayer with his private seal in small seal script high and said hello to the group of people in the courtyard whom he didn't know: "This store is really good! They deliver goods to your door!"

(End of this chapter)