Chapter 58 Ancestors were emperors (2 more)

Zhao Xuhuai opened the boxes one by one. In addition to the Zhuge brush, there were also Hui ink and Duan inkstone.

These were traceable. Although they were very precious, they did exist. Several people present also collected them.

However, when the water-patterned paper appeared in the fourth wooden box, everyone was really shocked.

Even Jiang Huaijing on the side felt a little jealous, "Junior sister, I am your senior brother, and we are a family. Can you sell me some more water-grained paper?"

When the onlookers heard this, their minds were immediately opened, and they started to speak, "Little girl, just name a price. I'm not greedy. I won't spend a penny. 50 sheets will be enough."

"That's water-grained paper that has become extinct! You say you are not greedy for 50 sheets! I only buy 30 sheets."

"I'll take 20 sheets! I'll be satisfied with 20 sheets."

"Then I'll take 10 sheets! I am truly not greedy."

For a while, the apprenticeship gift turned into a buying spree.

Sang Yian, who was surrounded in the center, smiled and said, "It's all right. My supermarket will have water-grained paper on the shelves in a few days. You can come and buy it then. However, the price is not cheap."

For the water-grained paper that has already disappeared, everyone will be very happy if they can buy it. The price is no longer the most important issue.

"When will your supermarket have water-grained paper on the shelves? I'll ask my assistant to buy it." Jiang Huaijing asked.

Sang Yian immediately looked at Lu Zhiyao on the side and said, "Then you may need to change an assistant to come to the store. Mr. Lu is already on the blacklist of my supermarket. I won't receive him."

Lu Zhiyao: "..."

Is this person serious?

Is she so vindictive?

Sang Yian looked at the crowd and said, "In three days, my supermarket will have water-grained paper on the shelves. Please come and have a look."

Sang Yian gave six gifts. The remaining two wooden boxes contained one copybook of a famous calligrapher from Daliang and one silk with a pattern of bamboo in black ink.

Zhao Xuhuai was attracted by the copybook at first sight. He stared at it intently, his joy was beyond words.

"Sangsang, where did you get this copybook? The strokes are long and clear, and the characters are stretched. It's strong yet elegant. What great handwriting!"

Sang Yian had already thought of what to say, "It's handed down from my ancestors."

Zhao Xuhuai was willing to take his eyes off the copybook and looked at his little apprentice in confusion, "What did your ancestors do? They actually left behind such a beautiful copybook."

Sang Yian thought thoughtfully, "Maybe they were emperors."

Zhao Xuhuai: "What?"

Everyone: "Emperor?"

Jiang Huaijing chuckled, "Master, if the Qing Dynasty hadn't fallen, my little sister would be a real princess now."

Everyone thought thoughtfully, then the ancestor really was an emperor, there's nothing wrong with that.

"Princess! No wonder you have so many good things here. Even the lost water-patterned paper."

Zhao Xuhuai said with emotion.

Sang Yian suddenly felt a little hot on her face. She used her identity as a princess to make a fuss so that she could sell the items in her hands with a legitimate reason. However, now this matter seems to be spreading more and more.

She didn't want to talk about her identity. She pointed to a piece of silk and said, "Master, I asked the tailor who made my clothes. This silk is also very good for making Tang suits. You can ask the tailor to make it for you."

Zhao Xuhuai didn't know much about silk, and the clothes he was wearing were not bought by himself. At first glance, he didn't see any difference in the silk.

But this was a gift from his apprentice, so he was happy no matter what it was.

"Okay, when it's done, I'll wear it every day."

Jiang Huaijing had sharp eyes and saw the unusualness of this silk at a glance, "Master, this is the top-grade silk, you should cherish it, if it was in ancient times, it would be a tribute."

Zhao Xuhuai didn't understand and asked, "Why is it so precious?"

Jiang Huaijing nodded, "My mother has one, she treasures it so much, she doesn't even want to use it."

"Over the years, I have always wanted to buy some more for her, but the silk I found, no matter the texture or color, can't catch up with the one my mother had."

Zhao Xu was surprised, "I really don't understand this aspect. It turns out that there are so many requirements for silk. Then this piece should be given to your master's wife. Your master's wife also likes this kind of material."

Jiang Huaijing looked at Sang Yian, "It seems that you should have such silk in your hands. Since I am your senior brother, can you sell me some?"

Originally, these silks were intended to be placed in the small supermarket to attract customers for her small supermarket. "Sure, my supermarket will have them on the shelves in a few days." Lu Zhiyao, who

had been standing aside, showed a puzzled look on his face, "The supermarket is full of silk and silk." I can understand selling paper, but selling silk..."

Sang Yian: "Is there any problem? In my supermarket, I can sell whatever I want as long as it's not illegal."

Lu Zhiyao's expression was a little distorted, he looked at Jiang Huaijing, "No problem?"

Jiang Huaijing nodded seriously, "What problem can there be. The types of goods sold in the supermarket are originally decided by the boss, you don't know such a simple thing?"

Lu Zhiyao looked at Lu Zhiyao, then at Sang Yian, and forced a smile, "Okay, you are the boss, whatever you say is the truth."

When the onlookers heard that the supermarket still had silk for sale, they all prepared to buy some.

"Old Zhao, I have never felt jealous of you before, but today I am really jealous. You said you accepted a closed disciple? You accepted a treasure chest!"

President Liang sighed.

"That's right, your little disciple is too honest. It's just a gift for apprenticeship, but she has all kinds of exquisite things. Tell me honestly, are you accepting a disciple, or are you asking for gifts in various ways?"

Tang Guoxuan complained.

"Uncle Tang, it is my luck to be able to learn from the master. I am an amateur and can get guidance from a professional teacher. If others know, they will definitely envy me to death."

Sang Yian opened his big eyes, very sincere.

Luo Zhengtian, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up, "Old Zhao, have you been to a temple to burn incense recently? You are so lucky to have such a good disciple! I will go to the temple to pray too."

Zhao Xuhuai raised his chin slightly, very proud, "This is destined by God, you can't ask for it!"

Luo Zhengtian really wanted to swing his crutches and hit Zhao Xuhuai directly to let him show off!

Before leaving, Sang Yian gave the prepared information to Jiang Huaijing, "You can investigate him carefully. If you think he is capable, please take care of him more."

Jiang Huaijing took the information and flipped through it, "Mu Chenan? A boyfriend that my junior sister asked to be taken care of?"

"Ahem!" Sang Yian was shocked by this astonishing guess.

"Boyfriend? This little brat? You think too much, this is my brother."

Jiang Huaijing nodded slightly and took the opportunity to ask, "Can Si Si sell me some first? My mother's birthday is coming soon."

Whether her brother can participate in this national style variety show depends on this person's words. In this situation, she can only agree.

Sure enough, Nan Nan was right. The fourth master of Ancheng is good at calculating and is not the kind of person who will suffer losses.