Chapter 129: Run into her gun
Wen Yan first looked at Wen Ruyue and said, "Sister, you can't blame me or Yi Dian Mo just because Miao Bi Zhai's products can't be sold!"
"You...what nonsense are you talking about! My Miaobi Zhai's business is booming!" Wen Ruyue retorted sternly, "You'd better explain where the money came from. Such a large cart of goods is not something that can be purchased with just a few taels of silver."
"Did you know that after the auction, 'A Little Ink' is looking for someone to copy the book?"
Wen Yan had a friendly smile on his face and spoke slowly and calmly.
Everyone's restless emotions were strangely calmed down.
"Don't tell everyone that the money you used to buy things today was all earned from copying books." Someone thought quickly and asked immediately.
"Copying a book only costs a few dozen or a hundred coins.
Only those famous scholars with beautiful handwriting can command higher prices.
This cart of stuff of yours would cost at least five or six taels of silver. How many books would an average person have to copy to earn that much?
Wen Yan looked at him and said, "You are right. The price of copying books will be high for famous scholars.
As I used to live in the capital, I was considered a talented woman, so the price that "A Little Ink" paid me was naturally higher than that of ordinary people.
Moreover, Yidianmo's accounts are open to the public, clearly traceable, and supervised by the government.
If we are found out, we will be beheaded! Even if we have the will, we don’t have the guts to do it!
"Everyone, think about whether there is anyone in your family who can write beautifully. Go to Yidianmo and take a job. You can earn a few pounds of money.
Quantity is limited, first come first served! ”
When everyone heard that the number was limited, they rushed to "Yidian Mo" without caring whether there were any scholars in their families.
The people who had originally surrounded Wen Yan suddenly dispersed.
Wen Yan looked in the direction of Wen Ruyue again, but her figure was nowhere to be seen.
He had already disappeared.
"What a coward." Meng Chifei chuckled.
"She can't run away, let's go too." Wen Yan said, and got on the carriage with Meng Chifei.
Wen Ruyue had already run away when she saw that the situation was not right.
However, she hadn't walked far when she passed two pretty women. She heard them talking, "The incense you gave me last time smelled so good. Do you still have any left? Can you give me a box?"
"That's something from the Western Regions that no lady in the palace has ever used. It's said to be good for the skin if used long-term.
I only got that little bit because I have relatives who run caravans. I only have two boxes left, and I can't bear to share them with you."
Wen Ruyue suddenly stopped and sniffed hard with her nose.
There was a faint fragrance in the air that brightened her eyes.
Concubine Lan in the palace loves incense the most. She would definitely not refuse such a rare fragrance.
Wen Ruyue turned around and caught up with the two women.
Wen Ruyue pretended to be sad and said that her mother loved incense, but unfortunately she was seriously ill and had not much time left. She wanted her mother to taste this novel incense before she died.
The two girls were moved by her and immediately sold the remaining two boxes of incense to Wen Ruyue.
Wen Ruyue left with tears of gratitude.
When Wen Yan heard Pei'er relay Wen Ruyue's words, the expression on her face twitched uncontrollably.
I wonder how Jiang Xinkui would feel if she heard these words.
Wen Yan and his party returned to Songshan Village at 3:00 p.m.
On the way into the village, Wen Yan saw green smoke rising from the roof of the ink workshop.
Pei'er said happily: "My mother started making ink."
They returned to the doorstep.
I saw that the gate of the house was half open, and Grandma Wu was not in the yard to enjoy the cool air.
However, low voices could be heard coming from the direction of Wen Yan's bedroom.
Could it be that Ying Zhilin skipped class again today?
Wen Yan first carried his bag back to the house.
As soon as I reached the door, I heard a woman's voice coming from inside the room: "Cousin Ying'er, you look so beautiful in this goose yellow dress!
It makes your skin look so white!"
The voice that spoke was Ying Zhixue.
Then, another woman’s shy voice was heard: “Is it really beautiful?
My cousin’s wife has so many beautiful clothes and she dresses up beautifully every day. No wonder my cousin likes her and not me.”
Ying Zhixue didn't dare to respond.
Ever since Wen Yan left, cousin Ying'er has been living at home on the pretext of taking care of her and Xiao Hai.
She knew that her cousin Ying'er's gaze was aimed at her and her brother, but in fact she wanted to get close to her eldest brother.
Unfortunately, the eldest brother was a blockhead. Not only did he not even look at her, he even warned her that she must send the person back today.
Not only did she not send her away, she also made her wear her sister-in-law's clothes. If her eldest brother knew about this, she wouldn't know how he would deal with her!
She laughed dryly twice: "Well, cousin Ying, you have changed your clothes, let's go out first."
As she said that, she pulled Huang Ying'er and walked out.
Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw Wen Yan standing at the door.
Wen Yan looked at them with a smile.
Ying Zhixue shrank her neck, feeling guilty and not daring to look at Wen Yan: "Sister-in-law...sister-in-law, why are you back now?"
Wen Yan hasn't spoken yet.
Huang Ying'er opened her arms and protected Ying Zhixue like a chick: "Cousin, don't punish Zhixue, this is all my fault.
I got my dress wet by accident.
I originally wanted to borrow Zhixue's clothes, but Zhixue is smaller than me and her clothes can't fit me, so I had no choice but to use your clothes.
I am the one wearing your clothes. If you are angry, just direct it at me.
Don't implicate Zhixue, she is innocent."
Wen Yan resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "I don't think I said a word. How did you know I was going to punish Zhixue?"
"You...this..." Huang Ying'er was speechless, but she quickly came up with what she thought was a reasonable excuse, "My clothes were touched without anyone telling me, you must be angry!"
“You know I’ll be angry, and you still dare to touch my clothes?
If you can't wear Zhixue's clothes, you can borrow from Fifth Granny or Hui Niang. Why did you take my clothes without permission?"
"I..." Huang Ying'er was so anxious that tears came out.
Tears fell down in big drops like beads that had broken off the string.
He looked as if he had suffered a great injustice.
It’s a pity that Yingzhi Lin is not here.
Her tears were shed in vain.
Wen Yan didn't even give her a single extra glance.
At this time, Pei'er came back with Wen Yan's bag and was about to put it into the house.
Wen Yan stopped her: "Put it in the next courtyard. I'll move there."
As soon as I heard that Yan was moving away.
Ying Zhixue was so scared that she grabbed her arm and said, "Sister-in-law, don't leave. If you move away, how can I explain to my brother?"
Wen Yan shook off Ying Zhixue's hand and walked towards the courtyard without saying a word.
Huang Ying'er immediately rushed over, opened her arms and blocked Wen Yan's way: "Stop, how can you make Zhixue sad? You are not a qualified sister-in-law at all, and you are even less worthy of Brother Zhilin..."
"I'm not worthy of her, but do you think you are?" Wen Yan glared at Huang Ying'er.
Originally, she thought that he was a relative of Ying Zhilin, so she would leave it to him to deal with when he came back.
But they still rushed towards her gun.
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