As Xianjin walked back, Suo'er grumbled, "People in the same profession are jealous, why did you give it to her?"
Huahua was eating sugar popcorn, her mouth full of food, and she said incoherently, "A single tree cannot make a forest. Xuan paper is not Xuan paper from Xuancheng Prefecture, nor is it Xuan paper from Nanzhili. It is Xuan paper for everyone, Xuan paper from the Wei Dynasty."
Suo'er didn't quite understand and frowned, "Hmm?"
Huahua swallowed the sugar popcorn and said something that was more appealing to people, "In other words, we can make all the money in the whole Wei Dynasty."
Xianjin stopped, hugged Huatou in surprise and joy, and kissed her fiercely twice, "Who taught you these!"
Although being kissed fiercely by Xianjin made people very happy, but... Huahua struggled to rescue Baitang Popcorn from Xianjin's bear hug, and by the way, struggled to squeeze her head out of the gap, took a deep breath of the long-lost air, and then said weakly, "This... Isn't this known to everyone?"
Oh my goodness!
Xianjin's eyes were filled with tears.
My love for you is not in vain!
When it comes to money, he becomes smart!
......
The next day, the wind came from the northeast and was blocked by the peak of Jingting Mountain, turning into two weak winter winds carrying the chill of the mountains.
After noon, in the east of Xuancheng, in front of the former mulberry paper workshop, the sound of 9981 firecrackers rang out, and the red paper was blown into the air. Suo'er and Zhang's mother, one on the left and one on the right, carried a basket with joy on their faces and gave candies to the children who were watching the fun. For a while, they gathered in three layers inside and outside to watch.
Old Madam Qu was beaming with joy as she wore a crimson satin tweed long jacket, a pleated skirt of the same color but slightly darker with a pattern of blessings, and a brighter crimson silk jacket. She looked like the official wife that she had always dreamed of becoming.
The girls and neighbors around him all said auspicious words: "A god of wealth has descended from heaven to your family! The third son is not very capable, but his daughter is very capable! I heard that Mr. Xiong is coming today?"
Madam Qu's cheerful face was as bright as a chrysanthemum. "Master Xiong is so busy with affairs that he doesn't have time to take care of our small business. His only niece came and said that she wants to marry back to Jing County in the future. She wants to spend less and less time in Xuancheng Prefecture."
The neighbors at the east entrance of the city exclaimed, "Wow, you even know where Magistrate Xiong's niece is going to get married?!"
Madam Qu laughed so hard that her eyes disappeared. "How could you not know? She married Lord Cui, the magistrate of Jing County. Both engagement letters have been sent. Lord Cui has also been very supportive of our Chen family. At the end of last year, our Erlang even wrote an article with Lord Cui."
The neighbors were amazed and envious, "Hey! Your Chen family has a shopkeeper He, and now there is a Chen Erlang. This is really a blessing that cannot be escaped."
Old Madam Qu's eyes moved to Xianjin, who was standing at the bottom of the steps with his hands behind his back: Amid the flattery from all sides, this was the day in these few months that she liked this girl the most.
The clock fell at a steady pace, and Xianjin paid attention to the time. When the auspicious time came, Xianjin respectfully handed a corner of the red cloth covering the plaque to Madam Qu.
Old Madam Qu nodded to Xianjin with satisfaction, and then pulled hard again!
The true meaning of the word "Fubai" is finally revealed!
The font is upright and the strokes are round and mellow.
Chen Jianfang was also standing at the bottom of the stairs. He tilted his head slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the little girl's upturned chin, straight nose, and sparkling eyes.
She was looking at his words proudly, attentively, and intently.
Chen Jianfang's palms were sweating. He lowered his head and whispered, "...Why did you choose this one in the end?"
This painting was too rigid, without any sharpness or edges, and he was actually not satisfied with it.
He practiced the cursive writing of the two words "浮白" for more than a month, and finally wrote a font that suited his taste, was completely different from his nature, and had a bit of publicity.
Unfortunately, Xianjin didn’t seem to choose that one.
Xianjin pursed his lips and smiled, "Most of the people who come in and out of this shop are older scholars, or businessmen who like elegance, or ladies with stable property. Using words that are more formal and grand will please them more."
Chen Jianfang thought for a moment and smiled, "You make sense." Looking at the plaque again, in addition to the two words "Fubai", there was also a small seal engraved with a lovely scroll pattern and a deformed form of the word "Chen". Only then did he realize that this seal pattern could be found in many places in this store.
Chen Jianfang asked in a low voice, "This seal...was it carved by you?"
Xianjin was slightly stunned, "I don't know, the teacher didn't teach me."
Well, go play...
Chen Jianfang smiled unconsciously, and found Xianjin's sudden dazed look very interesting.
Xianjin explained, "...I spent thirty-one taels of silver to have Mr. Sun from the west of the city carve it. It is considered the Chen family's logo."
The two were not far apart at the bottom of the stairs, but the distance could not be called close.
Second Aunt Qu, who was standing behind Old Madam Qu, somehow noticed something subtle in the conversation between the two.
Second Aunt Qu glanced at Old Madam Qu warily.
fine.
The little old lady is still immersed in the hypocritical flattery of others and cannot extricate herself.
Aunt Qu rubbed her eyes and looked down again, but she felt that the two people were standing far apart, one on the left and one on the right. How could there be any charm in them?
Maybe it was because she read the love story book too late last night, so she saw everyone in love. Aunt Qu's eyes were bruised and she thought: Besides, who would dare to seduce Mr. Erlang under the eyes of the old lady? Is it because she thinks her skin is too sticky? Or is it because she thinks her life is too tough to be recorded in the book of life and death of King Yama?
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