Chapter 142

After a short rest in the restaurant, Ling Jingxuan carefully told several schoolboys to take good care of the steamed buns. He said hello to shopkeeper Wang and asked for the direction of Baiyun Pavilion. He took Ling Jingpeng and Zhang Qing with Yan Shengrui and separated from Zhao Hanfu who wanted to visit the county. "Brother, come and see what this is. It's fun."

Zhao Hanfu with a large group of children shuttling through the crowd, saw everything to stop to study Lingwu stopped in front of a windmill stall, colorful windmills attracted his whole attention, always followed his Lingwen eye also appeared a little desire, but as soon as you think that it is to spend money to buy, that little desire will disappear Lost without a trace, the small hand quietly pinched the small purse that had been pinched off his waist. The money he brought out was to buy things for them.

"Does Xiaowu like it? Brother Yan, can I buy it for you

Lingwen is reluctant to give up, which does not mean Chu Yan is reluctant to give up. For him, nothing makes his brothers happy.

"Well?? I don't want to. My father will scold me

Reluctant to give up at the last look at the windmill, Ling Wu shook his head, decisively took a step, that kind of colorful things are really good, but not practical, although he is not as stingy as his brother, but he is not the kind of money will spend.

"Ha ha Uncle Ling knows you don't want to buy it before you swear. Well, if you like, you can buy it, one for each person, and you can play with it. " Chuyan pulled him back with a smile, then turned to the peddler: "how much is one?"

Although he was not very rich at a young age, he was also the silk and satin that ordinary people could not afford. The peddler quickly raised a warm smile: "one Wen, how many young master do you want?"

"What? Is this a dime? Why don't you rob people! "

"Er"

hearing the price, Ling Wen subconsciously roared out, and then realized that they were on the street. The small faces of the peddlers turned red in an instant. The peddler's forehead was black. He was so stupid that he didn't know how to react. After years of trading, he was still the first time to meet such small customers.

"Cough, six, one for each."

Chuyan took out six coppers from his purse. He had heard that Xiaowen was stingy. He wanted to break a penny into two. He often talked about Uncle Ling about money, but he didn't really see it. Today, he was so funny.

"Good, good, young master, wait a moment."

Back to God, the peddler borrowed money. Ling Wen, who had just made a big fuss, quietly pulled the corner of his clothes. After he bent down, he turned red and attached to his ear and whispered, "brother Yan, you can buy Xiaowu for them. I don't need it."

Even if it was not for his money, he would not give up.

"Ha ha It doesn't matter. It's rare to come to the county. Brother Yan usually teaches you to read books. It seems that he has never given you anything. I'll give you a gift. Don't you want a gift from brother Yan? "

He squatted down and adjusted his hair for him. Chu Yan was gentle. He liked these two brothers most. Compared with those brothers who often wanted to die in the capital, they were more intimate than his brothers. As long as he could, he would pack all the best things in the world to them in the future.

"All right."

After hesitating for a while, Ling Wen finally points. Chu Yan fondly touches him and takes his windmill from the vendor's hand and hands it to him. His small face can't help but smile: "thank you, brother Yan."

"Thank you, brother Yan."

Lingwu Tiewa, who also got the windmill, laughed at him happily. The other three little schoolchildren also bowed down respectfully: "thank you very much."

"You're welcome. You should pay attention to the road under your feet when you play. Be careful not to fall down."

Waving his hand, Chu Yan did not forget to tell them. Several small buns agreed in unison. They gathered together to study their windmills, but did not take his advice to heart. Chu Yan couldn't help laughing and followed them quietly to avoid any accident.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, you have to spend money."

Han Fei, who was slow to pay, caught up with them in shame. When he saw that the children wanted to buy one, he was ready to pay for them. Who knows, the money is well hidden. When he takes out the money, Chuyan has already given it.

"Uncle Han is polite. They all call me brother. It's right to buy them a gadget."

Although Chu Yan was young, he also knew that, except for the three brothers Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan, who often asked his father for advice, others were more polite and distant towards them. They were not unable to accept them, but were too respectful to be too careful. On the contrary, they gave people the feeling of estrangement. Even though he abided by etiquette from the beginning to the end, he never had a superior person The act of waiting.

In fact, what he didn't know was that it was because he abided by the ethics that others didn't dare to get too close. The etiquette was indispensable among the rich and noble families. Even if there was a slight difference, it would be passed on very badly. However, in rural areas, it was undoubtedly a kind of constraint. After all, Chu Yan was still small and obviously did not see this clearly.Zhao Dalong and Han Fei couldn't say anything more. They both laughed and warned themselves that when the children wanted to buy something else later, they should never let Chu Yan pay for anything else. Although he might be nothing, they were really ashamed and flustered.

On the other side, according to the instructions of the second mate, Ling Jingxuan and others saw a large row of carriages parked on the road around the corner. Baiyun Pavilion is located in the west of the county. If you walk for at least an hour, these carriages are prepared for those who want to save time. They are similar to modern buses or taxis. Even Ling Jingxuan can't help but sigh at the wisdom of ancient people.

Five coppers a person. Fortunately, they didn't bring the buns with them. Otherwise, his small face would be lengthened.

Rich and generous is the best. Xinyuan restaurant and Baiyun Pavilion occupy the most prosperous and bustling areas in the East and west of the city respectively. Compared with the luxurious and huge Xinyuan restaurant, Baiyun Pavilion is not left behind. It has a luxurious appearance. It has two floors and a carved red lacquer gate. When you enter the shop, you can find all kinds of embroidery works, embroidery needles, embroidery screens, and so on Yes, it's dazzling.

"What would you like to choose?"

Seeing them come in, the boy welcomed them with a big smile on his face. There are already many customers in the shop, but most of them are women. Even if there are men, they are accompanied by women. It is estimated that several big men like them will not see them once in ten days and a half months.

"I want to talk to your manager about business. I don't know if he is in or not?" Glancing at the empty counter, Ling Jingxuan thinks about several children in his heart, and is too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"The shopkeeper is on the second floor. Please wait for a moment."

The clerk looked at them suspiciously, but he didn't mean to look down on them. After that, he went to the second floor. Ling Jingxuan took a look at all the counters. Besides embroidery, there were gold and silver jewelry. Everything that women could use seemed to have everything, even gold crown hairpins for men. The only thing he didn't see was cloth and clothes. His sight was thoughtful Take a look at the direction of the stairway. Should it be on it? A shop selling clothes and cloth.

"My guest, can I help you?" Not long after, a fat and white man like Maitreya came down from the stairs. Judging from his age, he was no more than 40 years old.

"I want to show you some exquisite and strange things here. I wonder if the shopkeeper is interested?" Ling Jingxuan looks at him carefully. He turns around and takes the burden from Zhang Qing. He fights in front of the customers in the shop.

"Why is this purse so big?"

"What a delicate craftsmanship. The flowers on it don't look like they are embroidered or sewn on. How can they be made?"

"It's really good. It's new and beautiful, but it's a little too big."

Several daring female guests gathered around the bag as soon as they saw it. Before that, Ling Jingxuan and others had moved away from their bodies. Without exception, women's comments were full of admiration. The shopkeeper on the opposite side was also a human spirit. Seeing this, they knew that those things could definitely be bought at a high price, and their interest in the bottom of their eyes was also strong Some.

"Elder sister, you're wrong. It's better to be bigger. Your women's make-up on their faces will inevitably fall off when they are away from home. Isn't it a bit embarrassing to attend a party? If you use this bag, can't you put rouge, water powder and other things in your bag and take them with you? Even if you encounter that embarrassing situation, can't you remedy it immediately? And you see, this bag is not a purse, but a handbag, which can also be called a satchel. It can be twisted in the hand or on the hand or on the shoulder like this. Not only will it not be ugly, but it will add a bit of alternative beauty to you. "

All the expressions on the shopkeeper's face were collected in the background of his eyes. Ling Jingxuan, smiling, went forward to demonstrate to several women, but he didn't say that his bag was everywhere.

"Oh, it's true after you say it. This bag is much better than a purse. How can it be sold?"

"I want to buy one too. It looks good on my back."

"It's good, little brother. How are you going to sell it?"

After he said, originally just curious women have expressed their purchase. Ling Jingxuan turned his eyes and said with an apologetic smile: "sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to sell these bags to Baiyun Pavilion. I don't want to sell them separately. If you want, you can buy them at Baiyun pavilion after I negotiate with the shopkeeper."

"Well, manager Hong, you have to do it as soon as possible."

All of them were women from rich and noble families, and they could not be entangled like village women. Hearing this, he had to put down her bag with regret. Manager Hong, who looked at all this in silence, raised a smile and said, "Madam Wang, don't worry. Baiyun Pavilion will never let guests down. This one?? Yeah?? The satchel will soon be on the counter of Baiyun Pavilion

This is to tell Ling Jingxuan that they have room for cooperation. For this reason, Ling Jingpeng and Zhang Qingshuang, who are following them, give him thumbs up in their hearts. They are worthy of being their big brother, and they have done it in one shot.

"Some of you, please."

After seeing off a few women, manager Hong turned back to greet him warmly. His sight was always sweeping towards Zhang Qing, who was packing his bags."Manager Hong, please."

After all, it's not the kind of cooperative acquaintance of manager Wang and manager Zhang. Ling Jingxuan has a smile on his face and is polite and humble. Manager Hong is obviously very satisfied with his attitude. After a few words, he takes them to the back.