Chapter 90

In the afternoon, Yan San came back alone and said that Zheng Xi had gone to Huai'an. I heard that Huai'an has a strong academic atmosphere. There are many students here. What does it mean to have more students? Students like reading books, reciting poems, and burning incense. Zheng Xi went to open a spice shop.

Ling Qingyu met the subordinates of Shangqi one by one, and gave encouragement and encouragement. Each of them gave some money, and then repeatedly instructed that we must ensure the safety of Mr. Han. If Mr. Han is there, then the money is there, and if the money is there, then everyone's dividends are there!

On the third day, Ling Qingyu really couldn't dig out anything new in her stomach, so she said goodbye to Han Liang, and gave Han Liang a silver ticket in front of several celebrities, saying that this was donated to the victims of Huai'an. Of course, this righteous act was unanimously praised by celebrities.

After Han Peng's hard farewell, Ling Qingyu and Yan San solemnly left this polder that brought her a lot of benefits in the future.

As soon as she left their sight, Ling Qingyu said to Yan San with a bitter face, "three, I'm so tired!"

Yan San fished her out, put her in front of him, took his horse and went to Huai'an, where he and Zheng Xiyue met.

Approaching Huai'an, Ling Qingyu and Yan got off the horse three times, just leading the horse slowly into the city.

Huai'an, Yangzhou, Suzhou and Hangzhou are listed as the four metropolises of the canal. Since ancient times, celebrities have emerged in large numbers, with heavy literature and many famous families. Walking on the streets, it seems that there is a faint fragrance of books.

Ling Qingyu frowned slightly. There are too many scholars here, and although Da Zhou followed some customs of the Tang Dynasty, the constraints on women are not so strict, but where there are many scholars, after all, there are many who want to be more than others, and she is also more picky about women's morality. She has no problem going out to talk about business in women's clothes in Quanzhou, and she needs to be more hidden in Hangzhou, and here, forget it, don't come forward by herself.

Arriving at the inn, Zheng Xi had rented a yard and was waiting for them. As soon as Ling Qingyu came in, he laughed and said, "girl, the Han Liang you said is not the Han Liang?"

"Be clear." Ling Qingyu walked into the room and poured himself a glass of water.

"It is now the famous Prince Jingyi of Huai'an. It is said that after coming last year, he won the first prize at the poetry meeting held by Huai'an college, helped the victims, and performed various righteous deeds. Now he leads the students of Huai'an school." Zheng Xi said with a smile.

"Well, it's really a character. I've found a treasure, your girl." Ling Qingyu nodded and laughed.

"I have a good view of the shop here. Although the shop is relatively small, it is elegant. Moreover, the shopkeeper is a very thoughtful person. He has set up a incense room in the shop, where guests can prepare incense by themselves. What I talked about is a cooperative relationship. We supply goods and open three to seven. Look, girl?"

"Yes, we can't find so many people to look at the shop at once. Opening up the sales channel first is the first." Ling Qingyu nodded. It was precisely because of the high profits that spices were actually semi controlled by the government. Although they were not as immoral as those in the Northern Song Dynasty, they all had to be controlled, but at least half of the amount was under the government system, and the other half was basically controlled by the Haozu. Now she has no background and there are not so many capable people, so it's better not to be too greedy.

"Han Liang will come tomorrow. Huaian is the dividing line between North and south. You can discuss whether you can build a warehouse here, so that it will be more convenient for us to send goods in the future. By the way, you can go to Jiankang with him and see what opportunities there are. Yan San and I will go back to Hangzhou first and run to Koryo. I always feel uneasy with so many goods on our hands." Ling Qingyu knocked on the table with her hand. There is no foundation here in Dazhou. Is it right to put gold on Fengshen Island first?

"Well, when I go back, I'll take those craftsmen back. Girl, you remember to ask for a small dish to bring the jade." Zheng Xi nodded. Now in the shop, the goods are their own, and selling them is equal to making money in vain, but it may not always be like this in the future. The shopkeepers and clerks in the shop must be well adjusted, and they must not make mistakes. They only hate that they don't have more hands and feet.

"We're not bad. You see, you and Xiaocai have made a net profit of 500000 yuan and bought so many assets. Han Liang is even better here. In this way, even if I don't run the boat, it's enough for me to eat and drink." Ling Qingyu laughed. At the beginning, the money left was less than 300000, but now the cash alone is more than 500000. There are so many assets, double the growth, which is very good.

Zheng Xi and Yan San both despise her with eyes. The people who have just brought hundreds of thousands of taels of gold and tens of millions of silver goods say this kindly? You eat gold!

On the second day, Ling Qingyu honestly changed her dress. She wore a smoky blue dress, wore her hair in a bun, and inserted a hairpin. The hairpin was in the box of jewelry sent by Zhou Tan and Huang Jing. It was made of red sandalwood and inlaid with a hibiscus flower carved with honey wax.

Her long skirt fluttered and she took a small step again, which made her look a little graceful.

Ling Qingyu was very satisfied with his appearance. He took a round fan and went out to see the scenery. Zheng Xi went to finalize the contract with others, and Yan San followed her half a step behind, watching her walk step by step.

Huai'an is not big, and there are only two main streets. Ling Qingyu strolls around the shops one by one to see the local specialties.

Walking along, you will unconsciously walk to the end of the main street, and then there will be alleys, red walls, stone lions, copper doors, which seem to be where rich people live.

Ling Qingyu turned around and saw a jewelry store. She walked in with her feet raised.

In her collection, there are works of Huang tui'er, a dozen sets of jewelry snatched by surna, and a box sent by fatmei. All of them are top-notch gemstones and top-notch production. It's a terrible thing to take any one out.

Therefore, when Ling Qingyu saw it with relish and even asked the waiter to take out some detailed measurements, Yan San felt speechless. It seems that women are naturally fond of jewelry.

It's nothing more than medium and low-grade gemstones, but the price will be more expensive after inlaying. If so, you can ask for more of this grade next time. The sales volume is large, and the profit will not be less. Ling Qingyu looked at the various styles of huanpei hairpins and hairpins, and said secretly in his heart.

"Excuse me, is there anyone?" A soft, jade like voice came from the door.

Ling Qingyu was trying to wear a silver hairpin in front of the fuzzy copper mirror. Hearing the sound, she couldn't help turning her head.

A young man stood at the door, and the sun shone in from behind him, bringing a halo on the spotless plain white shirt, like ink splashing into a picture, drawing a banished fairy.

"What do you need?" The shopkeeper who was originally opposite Ling Qingyu to see her selection hurriedly got up and greeted her.

"I want to choose some good hairpins. I wonder if the shopkeeper has good ones here?" The childe said, his voice was elegant and beautiful, his smile was faint, his eyebrows were picturesque, the mottled light and shadow of the door leaf covered his face, and the fingers buttoned on the door became more slender and white.

Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment.

"Childe, Miss asked if there was anything good?" A little maid rushed in from behind him, glanced, and saw Ling Qingyu picking the red sandalwood hairpin that was put aside, picked it up, and said, "this is good! Childe, let's have this! Miss must like it!"

"No," the shopkeeper hurriedly said, "this is the lady's property."

The little maid turned to see Ling Qingyu, glanced at the corners of her mouth and said, "how can she have this hairpin, shopkeeper, we pay a high price!"

"Xue Rui, don't be ridiculous." The young man took the hairpin in her hand and glanced at it. He saw that it was ground by the best red sandalwood, and the beeswax inlaid on the head was even more extraordinary. According to the red and yellow lines of the beeswax, it was naturally carved into a lotus, lifelike, with a glittering and translucent luster. He didn't feel a move in his heart. This hairpin was considered the best in terms of material and workmanship. In Bianliang, it was sold for thousands of Liang silver. How could it be in such a place, Well, ordinary women.

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"How much do you pay?" Returning to her senses, Ling Qingyu asked with a smile, holding a silver hairpin in her hand.

"This is indeed the girl's." The shopkeeper was still talking. Suddenly, hearing her sentence, he hurriedly asked, "is the girl willing to sell?"

"The price is appropriate, naturally no problem." Ling Qingyu inserted the silver hairpin and said to the shopkeeper, "I'll take this."

"A thousand liang of silver. If the girl is willing to sell it, this silver hairpin is also for you." The shopkeeper's happy way. He had never seen so good-looking beeswax and red sandalwood, and this handicraft alone was not ordinary. It was not too much to keep as a treasure of the town store.

"Childe?" The maid pouted and turned to look at the boy. A thousand liang of silver! It's not a small number.

"I offer twothousand Liang." Walking into a young man in brocade robes from the door, he took the hairpin in the boy's hand and said to Ling Qingyu, "sell it?"

The boy was tall and handsome with carved facial features. He was filled with an introverted domineering spirit, and his tone was with undisguised contempt,.

"Brother Zhao." The boy in white called.

"It doesn't matter, Miss Wang likes it." The cool brother said, looking back at Ling Qingyu.

Big money! Ling Qingyu smiled and said, "so, deal!"

"There is no cash on you. Tell me the address and I'll send someone to deliver it." The cool brother said again.

Ah, uh! Ling Qingyu was stunned. It was natural to say this.

"Hum, what? Don't you believe what I Zhao Yinfeng said?" Seeing the doubt on her face, the young man looked a little calm and said.

"It was General Zhao!" The shopkeeper winked at Ling Qingyu.

"I live in tianziyuan of Fulai inn." Ling Qingyu smiled and said. General! This general is more publicized than my family's a Zhao.

Zhao Yinfeng handed the hairpin to the little maid. The little maid ran out happily, and Zhao Yinfeng and the boy also left.

What a big shelf! Ling Qingyu smiled faintly and asked the shopkeeper, "what is the origin of General Zhao?"

"Don't you know, girl? Does the Zhao family, the Duke of the town, know? This is the third son of the Zhao family, and now he is general Yunhui." The shopkeeper was puzzled and said, "but isn't the Zhao family leading the army against the Liao state now? How can he appear in Huai'an?"

"How much is this hairpin? And two here?" Ling Qingyu picked up the hairpin he liked and asked.

"A total of thirty liang of silver."

The general of the Zhao family can buy hairpins for the young lady in Huai'an, but my a Zhao has to rush to fight all night. Power is indeed greater than everything! Ling Qingyu lost the mood of shopping and walked back to the inn.

"Well, Zhang Jia is right ahead, and I'll send you here." Zhao Yinfeng reined in the reins and said to the boy in white.

"Third brother, just go in and have a cup of tea without wasting much time?" The boy in white was a little surprised and asked.

"No, Yang Zhao has gone to heishuiguan. Although it is said that I received the will of the Holy Spirit to supervise the food and grass, now the matter has been completed. If I don't go back, I'm afraid I will be gossip." Zhao Yinfeng smiled and said.

"If it weren't for escorting our brothers and sisters, the third brother would not delay these days." The boy's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he said with some worry.

"Hehe, you underestimate our Zhao Jiajun. Besides, I'm here to supervise the food and grass, and I'm just on my way with you. I won't say goodbye to your sister. Brother Xuan, please convey it to me and leave first." Zhao Yinfeng bowed and then turned around to leave.

"Third brother, that girl..." the boy shouted, saw Zhao Yinfeng turn around, smiled and said, "that girl is afraid that she is just passing by, and there will be no malice."

"Don't worry, I won't covet her money." Zhao Yinfeng slapped his horse and walked away. He sneered. How could there be such a valuable thing on that kind of woman? I'm afraid it's not the right way. If you don't investigate her, you'll give her a long face. Only a kind man like brother Xuan can be unprepared for anyone.

"Second brother, General Zhao is gone?" The curtain of the carriage pulled a seam, revealing half of its stunning face.

"Yes, sister, Zhangjia is here. Let's go in." The boy restrained his mind and smiled at the woman.

"I like the hairpin very much. Please send a hundred liang of silver to General Zhao." The woman's voice was clear and beautiful, like fairy music.

"Yes." The boy smiled bitterly and gave a hundred liang of hairpin worth 2000 liang of silver. It was not a clear insult. But the elder sister has said so, but he can't refute it. He just hopes that the woman is really as the third brother said, coming from a wrong way.

Ling Qingyu looked at a hundred Liang silver letter sent over, and his face turned blue. Damn it! Robber!

"I'll get it back tonight." Yan San took the few ingots of silver into his purse and said. At that time, those people with bodyguards stood half the street, Yan San restrained all his breath, and those people did not notice him.

"No, it's just a hairpin. If she wants to wear it without nightmares, it's hard for her." Lingqingyu hates the way.

Looking at her gradually calming down her emotions, Yan San weighed the silver bag in her hand.

"Third, don't go. We'll leave tomorrow. There's no need to cause trouble for so little money." Ling Qingyu held Yan San's hand and said.

After a while, Yan Sancai snorted in a low voice. He understood her concerns. Although he was confident in killing General Zhao, he could not avoid being investigated for this matter. They didn't have any foundation in Huai'an or even in Dazhou. They couldn't directly compete with people like the Zhao family at all, and they could only suffer losses.