Qiao Fangzhi shrugged his shoulders, not making any comment. He smiled and handed the silver needle teacup to his eldest son, "...You have always been arrogant. Although you have the capital - a scholar at the age of seven, a juren at the age of thirteen, and a smooth journey...But your father has to repeat the old tune. There are people outside the mountains and outside the mountains. A girl can use arithmetic to coax these so-called smartest scholars in Nanzhili into paying money, not to mention the vast land of millions of people."
Qiao Hui lowered his head and lip-synced.
"humble--"
"Hanrong——"
"With a heart to help others——"
Seeing that his eldest son was unmoved, Qiao Fangzhi smiled and knocked on the back of his head, "You, you! You have to suffer a great loss! You have to fall into a big pit! Then you will know the truth of what your father said!"
It is still uncertain when Qiao Hui will suffer a serious loss.
Manager Dong, however, was trembling with fear, feeling that their business would suffer a great loss and be overturned by someone!
In the past few days, thanks to the Ji Se Dan, the stall's business has been very good. They filled 800 bags, and all were sold out in less than eight days, and the business in the shop also became prosperous.
He did a rough calculation last night and found that from the 20th to the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, he had earned 96 taels from the sale of cowhide bags, and the shop's daily turnover from the sale of paper knives was more than 20 taels.
The income from eight days was almost equal to the revenue of the Jingxian workshop for four or five months.
The better the harvest, the more frightened he became.
There is no other reason.
On the woodcut version, there are prizes that can be exchanged for by collecting all five color tickets... but they don’t have them!
Liuzhang Xuan, they lost it long ago!
Not only them, but even the whole Jing County might not be able to find a single person who could make it! It might not even be possible to find a Liuzhang Xuan for sale!
All eight hundred bags were sold out, but there was always someone to complete the five-color list.
When people come to exchange the five-color list, what will they give?
Give a big smile?!
Manager Dong was trembling with worry, "Should we put all sixty color sheets into the bag?"
Xianjin nodded calmly, "Of course we let him go. We are doing business, not scamming."
Manager Dong scratched his head. He was 40 years old and already bald. He had even less hair on his head due to anxiety these days. "What if someone comes to exchange it? What should we do..."
Xianjin put down the abacus and thought for a moment, "At present, no one will come to exchange."
"Why?" asked Manager Dong.
Xianjin turned the abacus upside down and calculated the total account, "The person who got the only moon-white bill will not open the bag for the time being."
By the time he opens the bag, the Chinese New Year will be over, right?
After the New Year, the students returned to the mountain courtyard, and she also found Liu Zhang Xuan... right?
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