At dusk.

Cao Hua came to Shiquan Lane, Yanglou Street, and first went to the house to check it out. The house was clean and even the blood was wiped off, and it was neatly tidy. Xie Yijun had already left and only put a note on the table with the words:

‘The green mountains remain unchanged, the green water flows forever, I wish you all the seasons are like spring’

He picked up the paper and looked at it for a few days, and was quite impressed. He was able to move freely after being injured for a few days. He was really a female gangster.

Just leave, as long as you don’t cause trouble for him in the capital.

It was not dark, and the streets were already lighted up. The scholars and ladies came and went between the eaves and buildings, and vendors and pawns walked back and forth.

He was still disguised himself, holding a folding fan in his white robe, pretending to be a scholar who was playing. The poetry meeting in Pipa Tower began to warm up, and occasionally a vehicle stopped on the street, and some literati went out to greet him, "Sir, Brother" and other polite words kept stopping.

With his reputation, he must be in a bad situation. He watched a little across the street. He didn't see anyone he knew and walked towards the very good-placed bean shop.

The tofu shop is not big, but it happens to be opened in front of a jewelry shop. As long as things are good and you are not afraid of competition, it is the easiest way to succeed by opening it next to a big shop.

He sorted out his clothes, entered the shop and called a bowl of tofu, and sat on the small table to chat with the shop owner. The shop was run by an old couple in their fifties. When he heard that he wanted to put the shop down, he immediately lost his face and asked him to leave after eating.

He started from scratch and also came step by step. He was very comfortable dealing with such small scenes. After half an hour, he almost turned himself into a son-in-law before he moved the old couple.

While I was talking, a woman came in outside the shop, wearing a warm yellow silk skirt, with a very petite figure, and was dressed up in a colorful manner. The first sentence I came in was: "Auntie Feng, take two bowls of tofu with you."

There was no one in the shop in the evening, and the person coming was too petite. Cao Hua couldn't help but notice it and looked back.

The petite woman behaves casually, unlike the ladies of this era, wearing accessories but not in vulgar things.

He thought it was a girl from a brothel in the surrounding area, so he raised his eyebrows unconsciously. If so, the price might not be cheap, so he had to go and have a visit to change the time.

The petite woman in warm yellow clothes noticed the man's malicious gaze, and her face suddenly sank: "Needle, what are you looking at?"

The words are harsh and there is no appearance of a little jasper in the family.

He was quite surprised. He was scolded too much by the 'traitor' and "eunuchs" these days. He felt good when he heard the 'nerd'. He raised his hand as if he was decent: "Su Shi, please forgive me for offending the girl."

The old woman from the shop walked out and quickly interrupted with a smile: "Shen Yu, what are you concerned about with this scholar? He is poor and has failed every year to pass the exam. He can only rely on his wife for life. He is also a miserable person. If not, he needs to buy a Douhua shop to make a living."

The Grand Official Cao remained calm and ate tofu on his own.

The woman named Shen Yu was the shopkeeper of Baibaozhai next door. When she heard this, she couldn't help but be suspicious and looked up and down a few times: "You scholar, can you make beans?"

Cao Hua smiled: "There is no limit to the sea of ​​knowledge, no one is born to know everything."

The petite woman frowned, but she didn't know each other anymore, so she put two bowls of tofu in food boxes and went out.

Cao Hua continued to discuss with the old couple, and said a lot of things. The old couple married well and opened a shop just to pass the time. The high price of 100 taels of official silver finally impressed the two of them and set up this two-story building.

In order to maintain his desireless character and gain the trust of the emperor, the former "Cao Hua" had nothing else in his property except a Wu'an Marquis Mansion rewarded by the court. The hundred-two silver patterns were still hidden from the butler Han'er, which was the highest bargaining chip he could take out.

After dealing with the shop problem, the next step is decoration, workers, goods, etc. He has no spare money for the time being. As a "Kyoto Tai Sui", he cannot come out to be the shopkeeper himself. He has to find a white glove before he can start.

Of course, all of these have to be taken slowly.

He walked out of the Douhua shop and felt that he had finally taken the first step in this world. Looking at the ladies and ladies on the streets with rough jewelry, he was as if he saw walking ATMs.

The ancients' craftsmanship was not necessarily worse than those of modern people, and they could also make ingenious things, but he was Cao Hua, and he was also a master of jewelry in modern times. When it comes to craftsmanship, he was really arrogant.

However, popular elements are changing at any time. Creating jewelry directly according to modern aesthetics will inevitably be regarded as an alien and difficult to accept. If you want to become famous in one go, you have to learn from the current popular styles in Bianjing.

Cao Hua stood on the street and looked at the passing lady intently, which caused a lot of attention. However, he was as handsome as a man, and his two horoscopes were annoying but did not affect the overall beauty. Several girls looked ashamed and annoyed, and secretly gave him an angry look, which made him feel restless.

The ancient beauty has a unique flavor, and her shy appearance is very suitable for the taste of Cao Daguan.

He was about to come forward to chat with him with a scarf on his head, and invited several beauties to return to the Marquis' mansion to "discuss poetry", and a noise came from beside him:

"Shopkeeper Shen, aren't you afraid of smashing your own signboard when you do this business?"

"Li Ya, don't swear at others!"

Look in a blink of an eye.

Outside Baibaozhai on Yanglou Street, several scholars dressed in a row around the door. The young man was dressed in luxurious clothes and hung two jade pendants on his waist, engraved with "Leshan" and "Leshui".

The kind enjoys mountains, and the wise enjoys water.

The meaning of the two jade pendants is good, and the materials are excellent, but the man is full of displeasure and looks at the petite woman at the door of Baibaozhai:

"This hairpin was originally given to Miss Li, but I didn't expect it to be a junk person. Fortunately, I didn't take it, otherwise..."

A lot of long talk.

The man was holding a wooden box in his hand, containing a jade hairpin and a flower and bird hairpin. The workmanship was exquisite, but in his eyes, it was too mediocre and could not be considered eye-catching.

Shen Yu's face turned pale, and she stood at the door with her waist on her waist and said angrily: "The Li family also does jewelry business. You are from the Li family, how could you buy things in my shop?"

The jewelry business is not a big business in Bianjing, and it is incomparable to cloth, porcelain, tea, etc., but the prosperity of Bianjing has also nurtured several big merchants, among which the Li family and Wang family are the heads. Even the empress in the palace likes the jewelry of these two families.

Li Ya is the young master of the Li family in the outer city. When he heard Shen Yu’s rebuttal, he sneered: “Today I will go to Minglou to meet friends and ask the servants to come and take care of your business. It’s better if you are not grateful, you still treat each other so coldly. I ask you, is this hairpin from your shop?”

The jewelry craftsmen of each shop are different, and their own characteristics are naturally different.

Chen Yu didn't need to look carefully to know that it was from Baibaozhai. She gritted her teeth: "Every one of my hairpins has been checked, and I will never sell them to you for defective products."

"snort."

Li Ya's family is naturally an expert in jewelry business. If he hadn't seized the handle, how could he come to him? He handed over the hairpin: "You see it yourself, if you don't admit it, I, Li Ya, are too lazy to care about women."

Yanglou Street is already prosperous, with many ladies and ladies watching. Many people frowned and whispered in a low voice. They also pulled out their hairpins from their heads and looked at them carefully. It was obvious that they had bought something from Baibaozhai.

If it is pointed out on the spot, the business will be 80% less tomorrow. After all, there is more than one jewelry shop on this street.

Chen Yu took the wooden box and looked carefully. It was the store’s signature jade flower and bird hairpin. The whole was carved from jasper. Two lines of small characters were engraved overnight: "The rain on the sky is as moist as a crisp, and the grass looks close but nothing."

The quatrain of the Yuchi Daguan Ren has been widely circulated these two days.

The jade hairpin is expensive, and it has gained the popularity of two lines of poetry, which is very popular among girls. It was sold eight as soon as it was launched today, all of which were sold by rich young men to please the beauty.

There is no problem with the hairpin itself, but the two lines of small characters have some mistakes. The word "Run" has too many strokes, and the cutting of the bottom is unstable, which leads to the extra bit of damage to the neat beauty.

This small flaw is not found if ordinary people don’t look carefully, but this hairpin is different from the hands of experts. It is the same as the painting of the painting by the saint of the painting, which is the difference between priceless and worthless.

"Why, didn't you see it?"

Li Ya smiled and said, "Businessmen are based on sincerity. They work overnight and dare to sell twenty taels of silver without carefully checking them. I think your Shen family fell into the eyes of money. Do you think my Li family can't make it overnight? I just don't want to smash the sign..."

Next, Li Ya began to tell all the ladies and wives how serious the craftsmen were. They also had the same hairpin and would never have any flaws. The purpose was self-evident.

The petite woman trembled all over her body in anger, but she was in trouble before she could refute her.

Cao Hua leaned on the pillar of Baibaozhai and saw that he was enjoying himself. He was in jewelry business. How could he not see the trick?

It must be that Baibaozhai had a good idea and worked overnight to make this hairpin with the inscribed poems and became very popular. The competitors responded a little slower, so they found an opportunity to break up and start business.

However, flies do not bite seamless eggs, and the inscribed words on the slender jade hairpin must be formed with one stroke at a time, which requires extremely high craftsmanship. The traces of two swords and one sword are very different, and it is impossible to fake them in the later stage. Baibaozhai is a sure loss.

Look, this is the unprofessional ending.

If you encounter a professional player who knows how to buy fakes, you will lose ten points and you may lose your signature and go bankrupt.

He shook his head and sighed inwardly, "It's nothing to do with him." He was about to leave when his head suddenly hurt.

"careful!"

"Ouch!"

The voices of men and women rang out at the same time.

There was a dull sound, and then the thing landed on the ground, and the "ping-ping-pong-pong" bounced several times.

A wooden stick!

There are still people who assassinate this?

He covered his head and quickly avoided a few steps. He looked up in anger, but saw a woman covering her lips and terrified eyes at the window on the second floor of Baibaozhai. It was obvious that she was watching the show at the window and accidentally knocked down the wooden stick that supported the window.
Chapter completed!