"It's most likely Xu Hao. Xu Dang and Xu Twelve are now in custody. He doesn't dare show up, so he's secretly investigating." Xu Jiang asked, "Has anything been lost in the market?"
Liang Mo shook his head. "No, there's no sign of a thief in the shop, and the lock on your door is also working. I think he was caught by Uncle Jackal before he could even get into the house."
Shopkeeper Wang said, "If it's really him, I'm afraid there will be a second or third time. Sister, I think you'd better move all the valuables in the bookstore to another place for safekeeping."
This coincided with Xu Jiang's idea. "I will move the valuables away today."
Guard Xue laughed and said, "I never thought this Jackal would be able to catch a thief on his first day on duty. He really lives up to his name."
Xu Jiang also laughed, and then clapped his hands, "Give it a snack later, a big bone!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
After Xu Jiang entered the shop and checked, he found that everything was exactly as Liang Mo said, and then he went to the county government office with the shopkeeper Wang and the guards to report.
After accepting the case, the county magistrate instructed him to guard the gate and promised to strengthen patrols in Yonghefang and the pursuit of Xu Si.
Xu Jiang asked about Xu Si and Xu Twelve, and was told that the two had gone to build a river embankment with the other prisoners. Xu Wu tried to escape halfway and was being imprisoned in a confinement room for reflection.
"That officer Twelve has been clamoring to see you several times. If you want to see him, wait until the fifteenth. The prisoners will return to the yamen to rest for a day."
"Thank you, sir." Xu Twelve only wanted to see her to ask her to plead for mercy and pardon. There was nothing good to see, so Xu Jiang did not take the matter to heart.
After leaving the county government office, Xu Jiang had to go to the West Market to buy paper, so she asked Shopkeeper Wang to go back first. She had already kept him busy for long enough, and his shop was busy at this time of year, so there was no reason for him to follow her around.
With guards following him, Shopkeeper Wang had nothing to worry about. He gave her a few instructions and rode his donkey back to Yonghefang.
Xu Jiang took his guards to the West Market and headed straight for the paper mill.
What she said to Song Qiao that day about the orchid book was true.
The person who compiled the orchid book was a friend of Zhong Lu's, one of the old men who had gone to the shadows of East Mountain that day to seek immortality. His surname was Wen, and he loved orchids so much that he even built an orchid garden in the mountains, planting over a thousand varieties.
There are many rare treasures among them, but his descendants are extravagant and he is afraid that these orchids will be lost after his death, so he wants to draw an orchid catalog to preserve their essence for future generations.
Originally, seeing that she was good at making plum blossom paper, I came to her for help.
There was no reason for Xu Jiang not to respond.
She came today to see if the abbot had any suitable paper.
The owner of the shop smiled as soon as he saw her, and even bowed and congratulated her, "Manager Xu, congratulations, congratulations."
Xu Jiang knew he was referring to the bookshop's annexation by the Imperial College. "Thank you very much, thank you very much. How did the owner of the shop find out?"
"Have you forgotten? The paper used in the Imperial College is supplied by this workshop."
"Hey, look at my memory."
"Are you coming here today to publish a new book?"
"Nothing can be hidden from the master." Xu Jiang glanced at the paper rack and said, "A customer of mine wants to publish an orchid book, so I came to see if there is any suitable paper for him."
"Orchid Book?" The owner thought for a moment and said, "Does your guest have an estimate?"
When Xu Jiang heard that there was a way, he said quickly, "Just show it to the owner. If it catches his eye, the price is no problem."
When the owner of the shop heard that this business was promising, he said to Xu Jiang to wait a moment and went into the inner room. After a while, he brought back an exquisite wooden box.
Xu Jiang couldn't help but be curious, "What kind of paper is so precious?" Even when the grass flower paper was first introduced, he had never been so careful.
The owner of the shop cleared away the debris on the counter and carefully placed the wooden box in front of Xu Jiang. He stroked the box back and forth, with an unconcealable look of satisfaction on his face.
"This paper is called Golden Flower Five-Colored Silk Paper, and only this set is available."
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