"The surname is Cao..."

"Shh--"

Cao Hua put his folding fan on his lips, signaling Chen Yu not to speak out. If the people around him noticed, the people in the entire dock would probably kneel down silently.

The manager next to him wanted to drive him away, but after recognizing Cao Hua, he was so scared that he almost fainted.

Chen Yu was also stunned for a long time. The depression in his eyes disappeared, his face turned slightly red, and he walked up to him in small steps and said softly:

"Why are you here with the surname Cao?"

"I'm here to pick you up."

The sound is soft and magnetic.

Chen Yu's bones were sore, he shivered, and looked around half-believingly, and found the gunship docked on the Bian River, and then asked in a low voice:

"You are here to patrol the army and happened to meet me?"

"You guessed it all."

"Hmph—If you don't have sincerity, you can't pretend..."

Chen Yu was immediately depressed, walked in front of him with his arms in his arms, and followed Cao Hua to the streets of the outer city.

The two of them, one tall and one short, had a very cute height difference, were like ordinary scholars and ladies in the streets and alleys, walking around the long-lost street market in Bianjing.

"If you are the emperor, why don't you be an emperor? How great is it if you are an emperor? You and I are my brothers, and in the future... well... Kyoto female Tai Sui, it's amazing to think about it..."

"Just you are a little bit small, 'Kyoto Little Tai Sui' is almost the same."

"Hey—why are you scolding?"

“Hahaha…”

"Now that the war is over, should we do business? It's not good to be a business if we don't do our jobs..."

"This is really reasonable. I am a profiteer. How come I have become a traitor..."

"Then how should we plan the next step? The jewelry business is over, and we have to expand the industry..."

"...Well... I'm all the kings of different surnames. Every month, the taxes in the fiefdom of Guang is several million taels. The annual annual tax in the Song Dynasty is in my hands. What business is there..."

"...... It's different. It's public funds... You have raised so many troops and you can't spend the money you collect... The emperor has a small treasury, so you still have to do your own industry. I just have time and mind, so I can be yours... Well... General Manager, right?"

"Haha... I'm talking about it, I think about it... This world seems to be the one who makes money by selling salt, but I'm not very easy to get involved in the salt administration...why should we do daily necessities?"

Chen Yu frowned slightly and thought for a little bit:

"What are daily necessities used for?"

Cao Hua laughed: "It's just about daily necessities, such as soap, laundry detergent, and hair paste. Two Taoist priests in the shop used to make soap, but they didn't have time to develop it. Doing these can be regarded as making some contributions to the country of etiquette in the Song Dynasty."

Chen Yu seemed to understand: "The 'panic's' for washing clothes does not make money... it is sold by the grocery store..."

"Working business, the scale is always more important than the profit of single products. No matter how high the premium of luxury goods is, a few people can buy them. These small things have little profits, but if they can buy the whole world and form a monopoly, the profit is not something that your little head can imagine..."

"The whole world? How could the barbarians outside the Song Dynasty buy these things if they don't take a bath for a year..."

"Well...it seems to be the same. Take your time. There are actually many places overseas. People don't need to be the young master of Song. Decades later, sea ships will be built to spread the whole world, and things will naturally be sold...."

"oh...."

Chen Yu nodded in a daze.

Cao Hua thought for a while, then called the carriage and went to the small workshop on Yanglou Street with her.

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Yanglou Street has restored its former singing and dancing to peace. Scholars are like clouds and beautiful women are like rain, standing tall among the corridors and pavilions. Because "Cao Hua" has become a secret existence, no one dares to mention it again, and the atmosphere at the poetry meeting has improved a little.

As for the small Wanbao Building opposite Pipa Garden, the seal had long been torn off and reopened. There were still large private custom-made signs hanging on it, and the gold-plated characters were as bright as new. Unfortunately, there was no business now. It was not that I looked down on it, but that no one dared to go in and customize it. In the Song Dynasty, there were probably few people who dared to wear the jewelry made by Cao Hua himself.

Shibaotang and "Laiwan Douhua" also opened the door, but Su Xiangning came back on the official boat. The boats were more often gone slowly and had to wait for a few days.

Chen Yu lay on the car window and looked around. The joy and nostalgia in his eyes were obvious. After thinking for a little, he asked:

"My man surnamed Cao, your marriage with Sister Xiao Su is on the Mid-Autumn Festival. At that time, there will be... well... one, two, three... many girls come in together. How big a gift should I prepare?"

Cao Hua leaned against the couch and looked at the jade fracture fan in his hand: "The gift is light and the affection is heavy, it depends on whether Miss Chen is kind or not."

When Chen Yu heard this, he was obviously a little unhappy and sat back into the car and muttered quietly:

"If you don't give me some clarity, otherwise who knows your appetite...why would I carve a few hairpins for you with my own hands?"

"Just your craft?"

Cao Hua took out a small purse from his arms with disdain.

The emerald small purse fabric is expensive, but the embroidery on it is a bit damn, and it is obviously a "mandarin duck playing in the water", but the hard embroidery is crooked and turns into a "loach drills into the mud pond".

Cao Hua looked at him a few times and shook his head.

Chen Yu was stunned for a while, and after a while, she remembered that she had embroidered such a purse in Jiangnan, and... She seemed to have taken it to Zhao Fei, and then she found that Zhao Fei, a little widow, was actually having an affair and took the initiative to sit up and down the man...

"ah--"

Chen Yu's face turned red, and he hurriedly stood up and ran to Cao Hua to grab it.

Cao Hua took the opportunity to kick it into his arms and chuckled:

"Miss Chen, what are you doing? This is what I picked up."

"You...you give it back to me, this is mine."

Chen Yu was anxious and embarrassed, and did not dare to snatch it. He was so anxious that he stomped his feet in place.

Cao Hua gently shook the folding fan and shook his head with fearlessness: "I picked it up under Sister Fei'er's bed, how could it be yours?"

"I...I fell out there..."

Chen Yu remembered some unclean things again. He was originally a yellow girl, and his eyes were embarrassed at this time.

Cao Hua thought about it, shook his head, and said seriously: "At that time, Sister Fei'er and I were discussing life. You are not here, how could we drop our purse in the house?"

"What is exploring life? You are obviously... in..."

Chen Yu's eyes were open round and he held them in for a long time, but he didn't dare to finish his words. He could only stretch out his hand:

"Anyway, it's mine. How could Sister Fei'er embroider such an ugly thing..."

Cao Hua took out his purse and looked at it a few more times:

“It looks pretty good.”

Chen Yu's eyes lit up, and his eyes were staring brightly: "Really?"

"Well, don't take it seriously."

“……Ah—I’ll fight with you…”

Chen Yu's face was ashen, and he rushed up with his teeth and claws.

Cao Hua pointed the folding fan on Miss Shen's forehead and shook his head and chuckled:

"I'm here, I'm all around me. I'm so angry that I'll be responsible for the consequences..."
Chapter completed!