Mrs. Ye’s home is easy to find.

Uncle Shan mentioned the approximate location, and Yan Xuehuai was easily found.

The only Guangliang Gate Tower in Shizi Hutong is Mrs. Ye’s home.

The door was closed and unlocked, and there were people in the house.

Yan Xuehuai turned around and prepared a simple four-color gift, which was not expensive but very affordable.

She kowtowed the gate of Mrs. Ye’s courtyard with a gift.

The middle-aged woman opened the door. She recognized Yan Xuehuai at a glance: "You are the one on Huichang Street..."

"Well, it's me. My name is Yan Xuehuai. Auntie still remembers me." Yan Xuehuai gave her a big smile.

"Remember, remember, you are...wait a moment, I'll ask the old lady." The woman smiled apologetically at Yan Xue's arms and closed the door again.

Yan Xuehuai was calm and had a bad relationship with the Ouyang family. If it weren't for the close connection, they would have been in peace all day long.

After a while, the door opened again. The woman stuck her head out and saw that Yan Xuehuai was still the only one, she smiled and said, "Come in, girl."

Yan Xuehuai nodded and bowed, followed the woman into the door.

"What do you call aunt?" Yan Xuehuai asked.

"Miss, please tell me Mo Yu." The woman was about forty years old and beautiful. There were several deep lines on her eyebrows and corners of her mouth, revealing a look of sorrow.

When a woman reaches a certain age, she will write down her face whether she is doing well or not.

Yan Xuehuai called Aunt Mo Yu, followed the woman and walked towards the Hanghuamen.

After entering the drooping flower gate, the second entrance yard was empty. The two pomegranates in the yard had just sprouted. After passing through the hall, there was not a back room behind the yard, but another one entering the yard. Yan Xuehuai couldn't help but ask, "Is this house a four-entry yard?"

"It's the fifth yard. The old lady lives in the fourth yard. There is a back room behind it, so it's also considered the first entry."

This is the first time Yan Xuehuai has seen such a large yard since he came to ancient times.

Although there are only two more courtyards than the Yan family, the courtyards in Mrs. Ye are taken out alone, and each entry is much larger than those in the Yan family, with many more houses, and there are also flying eaves and brackets that only officials can use.

But the yard looked deserted, all the houses were locked, and the windowsills were covered with dust. It was obvious that no one had lived in it for a long time.

Yan Xuehuai didn't say much, followed Mo Yu into the fourth yard.

Mrs. Ye sat upright on the Grand Master's chair in the main hall, wearing a half-new and non-old cloth. Her hair was still combed in a straight back, and she was not sad. She was exactly the same as when she first met at a street tea stall that day.

Yan Xuehuai respectfully saluted Mrs. Ye, and Mrs. Ye took a sip with a tea bowl.

"Has the shop been taken back?"

Yan Xuehuai took out the note that Wang had pressed his handprint and handed it to Mo Yu. Mo Yu presented the note to Mrs. Ye again.

Old Mrs. Ye looked at the note, her brows moved slightly, and she raised her eyes to look up and down at Yan Xuehuai.

"Do you think that just this can make them free up the shop?"

"I didn't ask them to buy the shop. I wanted all the houses in the shop. As long as they didn't enter the shop, I rented that shop."

The little girl's voice is tender and has a childish voice. She is clear and bright and very pleasant. She is tall and tall, but she is too thin and has a pale complexion. She looks like she is recovering from a serious illness.

Old Mrs. Ye lowered her eyelids, and the string of small-leafed red sandalwood Buddhist beads on her hand looked like they had been wearing them for a while.

"Do you want to sign a lease when you come to Laoshen?"

"Well, I even brought the rent." Yan Xuehuai said as she wanted to take out the purse at her waist.

Mrs. Ye sneered: "There is no toothman to protect me. I won't sign this contract. You can ask first which toothman is willing to take this business before coming over."

After saying that, Mrs. Ye looked at the woman: "Mo Yu, send this girl out."

Yan Xuehuai wanted to say something else, but Mrs. Ye had already gotten up and walked into the western room.

Mo Yu walked over and said to Yan Xuehuai apologetically: "Miss Yan, you should go and ask Yaxing first. To be honest, the business of that shop has already been in the yamen. The Yaxing nearby is probably not willing to make a guarantee. Without Yaxing's contract to make a guarantee, it doesn't count if it's in the yamen. Oh, Mr. Hui's brother-in-law is the county magistrate."

Yan Xuehuai nodded and patted her head, feeling a little embarrassed: "It was me who was negligent. I forgot that there were still rules. Aunt Mo Yu, you said that the teeth shops nearby will not be guaranteed, so why not here? If they do guarantees in other street teeth shops, will they count in the yamen?"

Mo Yu sighed in his heart. This girl Yan probably hasn't had enough time to go to school, so such a young child doesn't understand these things.

"As long as you have received a seal book in the yamen, you are the official teeth. If you don't have a seal book, you are the private teeth. Your private teeth can also be guaranteed, but if you involve a lawsuit, the yamen will only recognize the official teeth."

Yan Xue knew her well, she smiled and thanked Mo Yu, and turned around and left Mrs. Ye's home.

She went to Shuncheng Street.

Although Shuncheng Street is not as good as Huichang Street, the number of shops in various places is three times that of Huichang Street.

In addition, any business related to the people's food, clothing, housing and transportation is available on Shuncheng Street.

There are also teeth on Shuncheng Street, and Yan Xuehuai saw it yesterday.

There were more than one family in the teeth, and she walked into the one with the official tooth flag.

There were only two or three short-dressed guys in the dental shop, and a small guy who was busy writing.

"Is there a tooth?" Yan Xuehuai asked.

The little boy looked up and looked here. He was about to get up to speak when he just raised his butt when he saw a guy walking over. The guy shouted: "No, everyone is out. If you have something to do, leave a message and come here early tomorrow."

Tsk, the business is so good!

When the little man heard this, he sat back on the chair and continued to write.

Yan Xuehuai had seen him a long time ago. As soon as the guy finished speaking, Yan Xuehuai pointed at the little man and said, "He is wearing a long gown, too."

The guy frowned and looked impatient: "He has just started his army and has not officially entered the industry yet."

"Since he has been a stinger, he is too, so I'll look for him."

Yan Xuehuai waved at the little man: "Take your seal and follow me!"

The little man couldn't believe his ears. He had been a master for a month, but he was born with a poor appearance, while the tooth was a profession. He was either handsome or honest. He was not only short, but also thin and dry. He was like a long gown and was like a mess. It was not his turn to the business that was delivered to him.

"You, you really let me go?" the little man asked, pointing to his nose.

"Are you not a tooth?" Yan Xuehuai asked back.

"I am, I am!" the little man nodded vigorously.

"Just be too good, go!"
Chapter completed!