I brought goods live in ancient times, and I became rich and raised the regent

Chapter 43 Those Days When I Made Pin Crowns in Ancient Times ([-])

The people who came were a pair of cousins, they behaved a little close, and I don't know if there is any other relationship besides relatives, but Liu Yue has only heard the two call each other "cousin" and "cousin", so for the time being, they are considered as "cousin" and "cousin". Pure cousin relationship.

Cui Jingshu accompanied her cousin to send things to her cousin who was recuperating in her hometown in Caozhou. Cui Jingshu wanted to please her cousin, and wanted to spend more time alone with her cousin, so after leaving the house, she walked around every stall she saw. , Added another box of things in bits and pieces.

Li Shunzhi has been patiently accompanying her cousin, but visiting so many shops at one go is a bit overwhelming. She thought that she would finally get to the door of the Escort, and her cousin's interest in shopping would finally disappear. Unexpectedly, even the small stall in front of the Escort, she You can also go shopping.

The first thing Cui Jingshu saw was the wound medicine dealer's stall, and it's no fault of Cui Jingshu. Their stall had tables, chairs, and a shed. It seemed that it was several times better than Liu Yue's crude cart.

A noble housekeeper like Cui Jingshu is naturally more willing to go to such a clean and tidy stall.

Cui Jingshu was attracted by the name on the signboard.

"Ping An fruit. Interesting."

When the vendors saw the business coming, they hurriedly stepped forward to recommend it enthusiastically in frustration: "Miss, buy one, for a good fortune!"

"Miss is here to see the young master off. Bring a safety fruit to ensure that the journey will be smooth and safe."

"Young master is really blessed to be favored by such a beautiful lady!"

Liu Yue laughed a little when she heard the words of the wound medicine dealers across the street, how did she learn her salesmanship skills?

Cui Jingshu took a good look at the fruit in her hand, and felt that the lottery was really good and novel, so she planned to buy two and send them together.

Seeing that Cui Jingshu started to take out her purse, the vendors all took a nervous breath.

It's done, it's going to be done.

Uncle Zhong was in a hurry, and looked at Liu Yue anxiously, wishing to spend money to stop Cui Jingshu's actions.

Li Shunzhi was a little helpless, his cousin just loves to buy random things, and he doesn't know what's so good about the things bought by street vendors. Look at the dust around here, can the fruit be cleaned?
As soon as I turned my gaze, I saw Liu Yue's stall opposite.

Why is there another one that sells Ping An fruit?The stall looks a little cruder than this one, why is the price so expensive?
the words on this sign
Li Shunzhi was stunned, and he took a few steps closer and knelt down to watch.

"Hey, why are you leaving, cousin?"

Cui Jingshu has been paying attention to her cousin's movements. Seeing that he suddenly left her and walked away, she hurriedly chased after her, not caring about paying the money.

Seeing my cousin squatting on the ground without any image and looking at the man sitting in front of the cart writing, I couldn't help feeling a little funny,

Her cousin is a nerd, and every time he sees a literati student, he can't help but go up to talk to him. This man is so good-looking, no, no, no, no, she is already a cousin again, she can't just look at other men.

Cui Jingshu looked away, trying her best to put an end to Shen Qingyan's masculine temptation.

Cui Jingshu knew that her cousin might have a chat with the man who was writing in front of her, so to pass the time, she glanced at Liu Yue's stall: "Hey, why are you also selling Ping An fruit?"

Li Shunzhi looked at Shen Qingyan with burning eyes: "Who did you learn your calligraphy from?"

Shen Qingyan didn't really want to talk to this strange man, but thinking that he was a guest, he replied: "Father."

Li Shunzhi asked again: "Can I ask your honorable name?"

"Shen Zhang"

Li Shunzhi muttered to himself in confusion: "I haven't heard of this name before, it shouldn't be, the person who can write such a beautiful font should not be an unknown person."

Shen Qingyan ignored him, but lowered his head and continued to write on the red silk.

Li Shunzhi was still a bit unwilling to give up and asked again: "Does your father have copybooks and ink treasures for sale?"

Shen Qingyan didn't reply.

Li Shunzhi was shut down, touched his nose embarrassingly, and looked at the characters of dragons and phoenixes on the red silk, and felt that it would be a waste to write such good characters on red cloth.

But I have to say that with the blessing of this handwriting, the Ping An Guo here is much more beautiful than the previous one.

Cui Jingshu also felt that the fruit here was more beautiful, and her cousin seemed to get along well with the man who wrote, so she changed her mind and decided to buy this one.

How could the wound medicine dealer over there watch the business he got fly away, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward to persuade Cui Jingshu: "Miss, why don't you turn around and look at my stall, our stall is clean and tidy, and the price is affordable."

As he spoke, he handed over a safe fruit bought by himself.

Cui Jingshu originally felt a little embarrassed to regret it temporarily, and planned to buy two Ping An fruits from each of the two families. The good-looking ones would be sent to Caozhou's cousin, and the ugly ones would be taken home and given to her brother.

But comparing the two fruits in the hands at the same time, the difference is a bit obvious.

Although the quality of the fruit from the wound medicine dealer's house is better, the red cloth used to send the safety button is just an ordinary and cheap red cloth, and the writing is a bit crooked. It was Qing Jun who even his cousin couldn't help admiring.

I suddenly felt that the previous one was compared to nothing.

The wound medicine dealer also strongly recommended his Ping An fruit: "Miss, look at our fruit, it is big and juicy, unlike the fruit bought by country people, it is small in size, and you don't know how much it tastes if you eat it." sour!"

Uncle Zhong was so pissed off by the shameless behavior of the wound medicine dealer. It was already shameless enough to copy their products, so how could he have the face to grab business?
Cui Jingshu originally felt that the fruit from the wound medicine dealer's house was not as good as that, and coupled with being a little annoyed by the nagging, Miss Jiao's temper suddenly came up, and she said impatiently: "I make my own judgment."

The wound medicine dealer was frightened by Cui Jingshu's aura, but he was not greedy for money.Gritting her teeth, she said, "If Miss still comes to buy our house, we can lower the price."

Cui Jingshu snorted coldly: "Am I the one who lacks some money?"

Cui Jingshu was annoyed by the wound medicine dealer, so she stuffed their fruit back: "I don't like your fruit."

This one is still better, the background things are exquisitely made, and it is quiet, with an attitude of buying it or not.

Cui Jingshu boldly took out ten taels of silver and said, "Wrap ten for me, wait for you to let me count, one for my aunt, one for my uncle, one for the grandfather of the Li family, one for the grandmother of the Li family, cousin, cousin, second uncle, third Auntie, that’s sixteen people, ah, let’s make eighteen. My two unlucky older brothers are going to go on a long trip soon!”

The Ping An fruit on the cart was almost rounded up by Cui Jingshu. In the end, the ten taels of silver she paid was not enough, and another thousand, nine and eighty taels of silver was added.

Li Shunzhi, who had been squatting next to Shen Qingyan to watch him write, finally bought two, but he didn't buy the fruit to give away, but directly removed the red silk wrapped around the fruit, and randomly stuffed the fruit into the hands of the servant behind him , carefully put the red silk with writing on it into the box and put it away.

For a moment Liu Yue didn't know whether to say that it was better for him to buy a set of Huaizhu, or to praise him for his knowledge of goods.

You must know that Shen Qingyan's writing in the book is hard to come by, and it is really wronged for him to write red silk here.

　Good news, good news, the live broadcast is finally going to be on the shelves, and I just got stuck on the small climax of the live broadcast, I am still very excited,

　　Although my collection is only worth [-] yuan now, I am a little nervous, but I am still looking forward to it. There will be a [-]D update on the day it is put on the shelves, so I will go to it now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)