"This is a bamboo book. I want to put these two books in your room. You don't need to sell them or publicize them. When someone asks about them, you can tell them that they are sold by a man surnamed song in Xifeng bamboo paper farm in the south of the city."
Xiangxiang is also literate. She picked up the two bamboo books and flipped through them. What was written in them was a story about a scholar and a singer. After reading a few lines, she couldn't stop. She couldn't even hear what song Xijiao was saying. She just looked at the book.
Song Xijiao took the book out of her hand and said, "Xiangxiang girl, you can read this book whenever you want. Let's talk about business first."
Xiangxiang said in a hurry: "you give it to me first. I want to see if the singer's redemption has been successful."
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As a result, when she finished reading, she even took the handkerchief to wipe up her tears. Her eyes were whirling and sad.
"Since ancient times, many beauties have lost their lives, and the singer is so pathetic that she hopes to put all her hopes on that scholar, but she is betrayed by him, and she dies in the rolling Yangtze River."
Song Xijiao knew that she must be dead rabbit, hurt herself, and suddenly regretted taking this book. She said in a hurry: "it's just a fictional story. Don't take it to heart."
"It's not a fiction, Miss Song. We people in the world of mortals are just like this. When I was young, there were young masters to support. When I was old, I could be a concubine for a big family. It was the best end. Most of them are driven out of the flower house, lonely and helpless, and their money can't be kept, and they will be robbed of all their money... "
Song Xijiao shook her head and said, "it's not sure. Maybe you can meet someone who is destined for you. He will redeem you, pity you and take care of you for the rest of your life. I've got two good books out there, and I'll send them to you later
"OK, OK. If you have any good stories, bring them to me. I'll buy you three first." She said, holding the book about the story of the scholar and the singer in her arms, "I have collected this one first, and I will show it to others. You can bring a new one."
"Good."
Song Xijiao didn't expect that a Huakui would also like to read so much. When she first came in, she saw that her clothes were not neat, and her scorn also faded. Maybe she was not such a dissipated person, but was forced by the environment.
When she came out of zuixiang building, song Xijiao's money bag was full again.
Lipstick paper, rouge and spoon add up to three hundred dollars, plus the money from three books and the hundred dollars Hu que lost in gambling. Song Xijiao made a fortune with her fingers!
Hu que was not without jealousy and said, "the money you earn every day is jingling. When we talk about which businessman is the richest in Jinzhou City, we always said it was song Yongxu. Now, I'm afraid nine out of ten will say it's you."
"If you have me, you will have a share of the money you make from selling books today."
Song Xijiao patted his arm like comfort and ostentation.
"But you can't get the money. It's my business alone. And you owe me a hundred dollars, don't forget! "
In just a few days, song Xijiao sold bamboo paper farms and bamboo paper books again. In this meeting, another oil paper umbrella was added. Hu que shook his head. This was still in Huizhou, where he was not familiar with his life.
If she had the chance to open this bamboo paper shop all over the world, wouldn't she be able to be rich and invincible? If someone had said that before, he would have thought it was a big joke.
But now, he has to believe it.
Just relying on the bamboo paper mill, she would not worry about opening a shop to earn back the capital. In addition, bamboo paper books and movable type printing, which she had just developed If she opens the shop to the capital, I'm afraid even Viva will be disturbed.
"What are you thinking? Your face is white."
Hu que was just thinking about it. Hearing song Xijiao's words, he suddenly stopped to hold her hand tightly and said, "Xijiao, we'd better not open our shop. Jinzhou and Huizhou are the only two stores, OK?"
Song Xijiao was stunned: "why?"
"A big tree catches the wind. In Jinzhou and Huizhou, my father and the governor of Huizhou can take care of you. If you go to other places, you will earn too much money, and you will be watched. At that time, any dirty water will pour on you. I'm afraid I can't protect you."
Song Xijiao lowered her head. In fact, she had thought about it.
In this era, the status of businessmen is only a little higher than that of ordinary people. There is no guarantee at all. Anyone can step on it.
The reason why her bamboo paper farm can open well is because of Hu Que's relationship.
If you go to other places, Hu que can't eat, and her bamboo paper farm can't open. It's OK to meet Mr. He, who can afford to set fire to the eldest lady?
"Well, we are only in Jinzhou City and Huizhou City."
Seeing her promise, Hu que was relieved. As soon as I relaxed, I found myself holding song Xijiao's hand. Her hand is soft and cool, holding in the palm, I do not know how comfortable, for a time, he did not want to release.
Song Xijiao also found out that he didn't mean to. Naturally, she wanted to take back her hand. She didn't know that she could not pull it after twice.She looked up at Hu Que in surprise and saw that he was looking at himself with an elusive look.
"What's the matter with you?"
"Xijiao..." Hu Que's heart was pounding, and the words that had been brewing for a long time were on the edge of his mouth, but he was hesitant and afraid for a moment. After a pause, he suddenly asked, "you and the hunter, have you ever thought about leaving him?"
Song Xijiao seemed to be aware of it, and took out her hand, or did not take it out, then seriously replied: "No."
"He doesn't deserve you..."
Before Hu Que's words were finished, song Xijiao interrupted her words. She said seriously, "if you like a person, you don't deserve it. If you like him, you don't deserve me. If I like him, he deserves me. People I don't like are not worthy of me, even if they are royal relatives and nobles. "
To Hu que, this sentence was like a thunderbolt. The whole person was frozen in place, unable to move, and his hands were released unconsciously.
Song Xijiao immediately withdrew her hand and lowered her head. She was wandering. She didn't know whether Hu Que's mind was really what she thought or whether she had misunderstood him. He was just thinking about something else.
But no matter what, the atmosphere and the occasion are not suitable for further discussion.
"Zhong Chun is still waiting for me. I'll go back first."
She went around Hu Que and turned to go forward.
Hu que looked back and saw the tiny figure in the crowd gradually away from himself. His heart was desolate. I didn't expect that she would say like Fortunately, there is still a chance.
He hasn't said his mind yet. He's a young master of the sheriff's family. Compared with a hunter He didn't believe he would lose to the hunter!
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