Chapter 43 The days when I made a crown in ancient times (3)

Author: The Tree of Maple

Chapter 43 The days when I made a crown in ancient times (3)

The person who came was a cousin and his behavior was a little close. I don’t know if there was any other relationship besides relatives. However, Liu Yue only heard the two calling each other “cousin” and “cousin”, so he temporarily identified the two as pure cousin relationship.

Cui Jingshu accompanied her cousin to send things to her cousin who was recuperating in her hometown in Caozhou. Cui Jingshu wanted to please her and wanted to spend more time with her cousin, so after leaving the mansion, she strolled every stall she liked and bought a box of things in pieces.

Li Shunzhi has been patiently accompanying her cousin, but she can't stand it by visiting so many shops in one go. She thought that she finally arrived at the door of the escort agency, and her cousin's interest in shopping finally disappeared. Unexpectedly, she could even go shopping at the small stall at the door of the escort agency.

Cui Jingshu first saw the stall of the drug dealer. It was not that Cui Jingshu was blamed. The stalls had tables and chairs and sheds, and looked several times better than Liu Yue and the others' simple carts.

A precious butler like Cui Jingshu is naturally more willing to go to such a clean and tidy stall.

Cui Jingshu was attracted by the name on the signboard.

"Ping Anguo. It's interesting."

When the vendors saw that the business came to their door, they quickly stepped forward and enthusiastically recommended: "Miss, buy one, for a good start!"

"Miss is here to see the young master off. Bring a safe fruit to ensure smooth and safe journey."

"Young master is so lucky to be favored by such a beautiful lady!"

Liu Yue was a little laughed at the words of the injured drug dealers on the other side. How could she learn the sales tactics now?

Cui Jingshu looked at the fruit in her hand and thought that the lottery ticket was really good and novel, so she planned to buy two and send them to her.

When the vendor saw Cui Jingshu start to take out her wallet, she took a nervous breath.

I've sent it, I'm going to send it.

Uncle Zhong was so anxious that he looked at Liu Yue anxiously and wanted to recharge money to stop Cui Jingshu's actions.

Li Shunzhi was a little helpless. His cousin just likes to buy things randomly, and he doesn’t know what good things are bought by street vendors. Looking at the dust around him, can the fruit be clean?

As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw Liu Yue’s stall opposite him.

Why is there another one selling Ping An fruit? The stall looks a little simpler than this one, so why is it more expensive?

The words on this sign

Li Shunzhi looked stunned, and leaned closer and squatted down to watch.

"Hey, cousin, why are you leaving?"

Cui Jingshu kept paying attention to her cousin's movements. Seeing that he suddenly left her and walked away, she hurriedly chased her. She didn't care about paying for money, threw the fruit, said "wait" and chased her.

Seeing my cousin squatting on the ground without any image, looking at the man sitting in front of the cart and writing, I couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Her cousin is just a nerd. Every time she sees a literati, she can't help but talk to her. This man looks so pretty, no, she's already a cousin again, she can't just look at other men casually.

Cui Jingshu looked at it in a different way and tried her best to eliminate Shen Qingyan's temptation of male sex.

Cui Jingshu knew that her cousin might have to talk to the man who was writing in front of her. In order to pass the time, she glanced at Liu Yue and the others' stall: "Hey, why are you selling Ping An fruits?"

Li Shunzhi looked at Shen Qingyan with a burning look: "Who is your master of calligraphy?"

Shen Qingyan didn't really want to pay attention to this strange man, but when he was a guest, he replied: "My father."

Li Shunzhi asked again: "Can you ask Lingzun's name?"

"Shenzhang"

Li Shunzhi murmured to himself in confusion: "I haven't heard of this name before, it shouldn't be. People who can write such beautiful fonts shouldn't be names."

Shen Qingyan ignored him, but lowered his head and continued to write red silk.

Li Shunzhi was still a little unwilling to give up and asked again: "Does Lingzun have any copybooks and calligraphy for sale?"

Shen Qingyan didn't reply.

Li Shunzhi was turned away and touched his nose awkwardly. Looking at the words "Dragon and Phoenix" on the red silk, he felt that such good words were a waste to write on the red cloth.

But I have to say that with the blessing of this hand word, the Ping Anguo here is much better than the previous one.

Cui Jingshu also thought the fruit here looked better, and her cousin seemed to be very compatible with the man who wrote, so she changed her mind and decided to buy this one.

How could the injured drug dealer over there watch the business he got flew away? He gritted his teeth and came up to persuade Cui Jingshu: "Miss, why don't you look back and look at my stall. Our stall is clean and tidy and affordable."

As he said that, he handed over another Ping An fruit he bought from home.

Cui Jingshu felt embarrassed to regret it temporarily, so she planned to buy two Ping An fruits from each of the two families. She would send them to Caozhou's cousin's aunt if she looked nice, and to take them home for her brother if she was ugly.

But when you compare the two fruits at the same time, you feel that the gap is a bit obvious.

Although the fruits of the injured drug dealer's family are better, the red cloth used to send Ping An buckles is just ordinary cheap red cloth, and the characters are written a bit crooked. On the other company, it uses high-quality red silk, and the handwriting is a graceful and elegant that even my cousin can't help but admire.

Suddenly I felt that the previous one was useless.

The injured drug dealer strongly recommended his own Peaceful Fruit: "Miss, look at the fruits in our house, which are big and juicy. They are not like the fruits bought by country people. They are small in size, and I don't know how sour it is when I eat them!"

Uncle Zhong was so angry that he was half-expected by the shameless behavior of the injured drug dealer. He was already shameless enough to copy their products, so why did he have the face to come and grab the business?

Cui Jingshu thought that the fruit of the drug dealer's house was not as good as that. In addition, she was a little annoyed when she was chanted, and the petite lady's temper suddenly rose and she said impatiently: "I have my own judgment."

The injured drug dealer was frightened by Cui Jingshu's aura, but he was greedy for money. He gritted his teeth and said, "If the lady is better to buy our house, we can have a lower price."

Cui Jingshu sneered coldly: "Am I someone who lacks any money?"

Cui Jingshu was so annoyed by the injured medicine dealer that she stuffed their fruit back: "I don't like this fruit in your house."

This is better, the background stuff is exquisitely made and quiet, and she looks like she wants to buy it or not.

Cui Jingshu generously paid out ten taels of silver: "Bring me ten, wait and ask me to count, one cousin, one cousin, one cousin, grandfather of the Li family, grandmother of the Li family, cousin, cousin, second uncle, and third aunt. These are sixteen people, ah, pack eighteen. My two unlucky brothers are also going on a long journey recently!"

The Ping Anguo on the cart was almost forgotten by Cui Jingshu. In the end, the ten taels of silver she paid was not enough, and she added another 1,988 articles.

Li Shunzhi, who had been squatting beside Shen Qingyan, watched him write, finally bought two, but he bought the fruit not to give it to others, but directly removed the red silk wrapped on the fruit, stuffed the fruit into the hand of the servant behind him, and carefully found the red silk with the words to put it away.

Liu Yue didn't know for a moment whether he was buying a box and caring for beads or praising him for knowing the goods.

You should know that in the book, Shen Qingyan's calligraphy is hard to find, so it is really aggrieved him to write red silk here.

Good news, good news, live streaming goods are finally going to be on the shelves, just stuck at the climax of the live streaming, I am still quite excited,

Although my collection is only 200 now, which makes me a little nervous, I am still looking forward to it. There will be a 10,000-word update on the day it is released. I will go to it now.

(End of this chapter)
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