Chapter 88： Prosperous Beauty

Chapter 88 Prosperous Beauty

Yang Lan'er picked up the teacup and took a sip, staring at Shengshi Meiyan and pulling the pearls on the tray without disturbing her.

"Well, the quality of the pearls is very good. There are a hundred of them in a plate of large and small sizes, but you are freshwater pearls. Well, these are three thousand taels of silver in total."

Of course, it is rare to see such large freshwater beads in such a large quantity. He wants to see if the couple are willing to buy them? If it is done, it can make him look big in front of his father.

Shengshi Meiyan secretly poked at the belly, lowered her eyes as if not hiding her face, and took a sip of tea from the teacup.

Yang Lan'er sneered: "Prosperous age..., cough cough...!" Ouch! I almost said the name I thought in my heart, it must be because of beauty and seduction, and I made a slip of the tongue.

Tan Anjun pursed his lips and stared at her, then turned to Yaonan and sneered: "Hehe, we don't know who to bully."

"Uh, this... There is no such thing as bullying. The business itself is asking for a lot of money. You can pay back the money on the spot. If you think it is unreasonable, you can raise it, you can raise it." .

The shopkeeper stood behind him and stroked his forehead, almost jumping in anxiety.

My young master, don't let go so soon! What to talk about after this, passive! He shouldn't have let his young master come out, he made a mistake today, he made a mistake.

"Sister, this Zhanyanxuan is not sincere in doing business, let's go back." Yang Lan'er tugged on the sleeve of the cheap husband, and said softly.

"Okay, I will ask craftsmen to make all these pearls into jewelry, so that the lady can wear them differently every day." Tan Anjun smiled lightly, lovingly took his little wife's little hand, and helped her to stand up.

Shengshi Meiyan and the shopkeeper both twitched the corners of their mouths, what a big heart, who wears pearls every day.

"Hey, calm down, both of you, please sit down, please sit down, we can still talk. Isn't that right, Master!" The shopkeeper was afraid that they would really run away. He quickly blinked at his young master.

"Yes, Shoumou sincerely wants to do this business."

Yang Lan'er was hungry and couldn't bear to deal with them. Besides, they had a lot of things to do, so she raised her eyebrows: "Sincereness and insincerity, it's not just talking nonsense, you have to take it out and put it on the table."

Sheng Shi Meiyan nodded, her brows stretched: "Yes, I don't know this... um, how much money do you think the lady should sell?"

Yang Lan'er touched her chin: "One price, four thousand taels of silver, please listen to me first."

Stopping Shengshi Meiyan from opening her mouth, "I like to be straightforward, so don't tell me anything else. If you think it's acceptable, sell it. If you can't accept it, we pack up and go home."

Seeing that the other party is about to leave, Shengshi Meiyan is very anxious. How can this be done? How can the two couples refuse to eat oil and salt, refuse to eat hard and soft, and refuse to change their stubbornness? Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet: "Okay, four thousand is four thousand. Deal!"

Yang Lan'er smiled sweetly, turned around and put the purse on the table, "It's still Shaodong who has a discerning eye and a far-sighted vision. Okay, let's take the money."

Stretch your little hand over the counter.

Shengshi Meiyan's eyelids were twitching, it was the first time he met such an outspoken woman, he glanced at the small hand in front of him, which was as beautiful as a catkin, with fingers like peeling onions, his heart trembled, he looked away in embarrassment, and muttered to himself : Do not see evil. But the red tips of his ears betrayed him.

The shopkeeper handed over the bank note.

Yang Lan'er glanced at the bank note, took it and sighed: "Sir, I'm hungry, let's go."

"Let's go."

Shengshi Meiyan watched the handsome men and women lift the big iron pots and copper basins, the corners of their eyes twitched, and she couldn't bear to look directly at them.

"Sir, how much did we spend on the jewelry just now?"

"One hundred taels or less."

"Oh, we spent less than one hundred taels in this store, but earned four thousand taels back. It's really a lot of money."

"Well, as long as the lady is happy."

"Haha..., Mr., do you think the Young Master will vomit blood from anger?"

"more or less?"

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(end of this chapter)