Chapter 45
After a while, Liu Qin came out and handed her the remaining money. "Here's the money. Mo Qing took ten coins from you before, so I'll take it as mine."
Jian Xinyi smiled even more happily after getting the money.
“Old Lin should have come, but I was worried about him, so I came here myself.
The two started talking about the plot again, overshadowing this topic.
When she returned home in the evening, it was Liu Qin's sedan chair that took her back.
Jian Xinyi returned to the bookstore smoothly, and with the seventy cents she earned from the business, she began to make her own plans.
Now the story is over. It is not enough to rely solely on old customers. We have to attract new customers.
But ancient times were different from modern times. Without the Internet, how could we attract new customers?
What's more, the start-up capital is not particularly sufficient, and the Dali Temple has already ended.
Without a stable cash flow, it is very risky to rashly launch marketing activities.
"Zhuiyu, shall we eat?"
Old Lin knew that she had difficulty walking, so he moved the food to her room and said, "I've been to Xianxian Tower."
"Um."
Jian Xinyi was really hungry and ate with big mouthfuls.
"Business in the bookstore isn't doing well these days. It's almost the Spring Examination, so there are more people and I can make some money. After the examination, Dad plans to sell this place and buy a big house in the north."
Old Lin casually picked up a piece of lean meat and placed it in Jian Xinyi's bowl. He continued calmly, "Dad has already looked at the houses in the north. They have good lighting and few people. They even helped me find a job when I got back."
Jian Xinyi looked at Lao Lin's face and didn't feel happy at all. She became confused and put down her bowl.
"Dad, why do you suddenly want to sell it?"
Old Lin looked unhappy. "Nothing. I just feel like there's no point in persisting like this."
Jian Xinyi put her chopsticks on the table with a snap. "That nephew is looking for you again, isn't he?"
There was still silence at the dinner table.
After a long time, Lao Lin slowly picked up a piece of cabbage and said, "No, I just think you've been too tired lately, being in the spotlight."
"father?"
"I thought about it for a long time. Houses are dead, but people are alive. I can't be trapped to death in this place."
Old Lin said slowly, not picking up his chopsticks for several times, "When we move to the north, we will have a big house. I will work as an accountant in the mansion of a wealthy man, raise you and marry you off to a good family."
When Jian Xinyi heard this, her thoughts were in a mess for a moment.
It seems that the official and his men have resorted to soft tactics since hard tactics don't work.
But if I confront Lao Lin directly, I'm afraid he will become even more aggressive.
Jian Xinyi pondered for a moment, her eyes wandering left and right, pretending to be simply angry, "How could the Master and the others be so kind? I don't believe it."
Old Lin suddenly looked up, glanced at Jian Xinyi, then lowered his head to look at the dishes. "I've checked out the house. There's no problem with the property deed."
"I still think they're being too kind in this matter. It seems like there's something fishy going on. Why don't we find someone else to ask them about it before signing?"
Jian Xinyi stirred the bowl back and forth with her chopsticks and lowered her eyes.
Lao Lin's temperament changed drastically at this time. How much benefits did the official give him?
The same goes for you, Master. Why were you so tough before, but now you are showing weakness?
"You talk too much. I'll find a few more business people who work there and understand business. If there's nothing wrong, we'll move over there as soon as possible." Lao Lin nodded and put away the dishes. "You can do whatever you want to do when the time comes. I won't stop you."
Jian Xinyi looked in the direction of Lao Lin's back, but he always avoided her sight.
"Dad, is there anything else you want to say to me?"
She took the dishes and chopsticks and moved closer quietly, only to find that Lao Lin was crying secretly.
"No, no more."
Jian Xinyi was a little anxious. She shook Lao Li's arm and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Old Li's back gradually bent, and he turned around, looking straight at her with a pair of dry yellow eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were sent to the Dali Temple because you witnessed a murder case?"
After saying this, Lao Lin wiped his tears with his sleeve again: "Your daughter, who was raised well at home, was injured all over in a place like the Dali Temple. How can I, as a father, not feel heartbroken?"
What Lao Lin said put Jian Xinyi at a disadvantage.
She could only scratch her head and asked awkwardly, "Who told you this?"
"Who else could it be? It must be your good colleague, Lord Sun. You and he hid this from me together." Old Lin was quite angry, and his tone was much higher. "He wanted to give me money again, but I refused."
Seeing this, Jian Xinyi could only coax her gently, "Okay, okay, I know I was wrong. I will definitely not hide it from you next time."
"What do you mean by next time? Didn't you also hide your dismissal from me this time?"
“There’s been a lot going on lately…”
Jian Xinyi had a headache. How could the topic be turned to her inadvertently?
"Lin Zhuiyu, you'll be coming of age next year. Why are you getting bolder and bolder? You never did anything like this before and never made me worry."
Lao Lin spoke a long string of words in a crying voice.
"This is not, I want to take this opportunity to train myself."
Jian Xinyi pretended to raise her weak arm and said, "I want to make this part stronger. When I encounter any bad guys, I can just use this fire stick and beat them away."
"Daddy can protect you, and he will definitely protect you this time."
Lao Lin touched Jian Xinyi's head, his eyes wandering as he looked towards the distant horizon.
Snowflakes fell one after another.
The snow had been falling heavier these days, and Jian Xinyi was bored and warming her hands by the stove.
Without the Dali Temple and no longer involved in any cases, her life became warm and comfortable. Although her foot was healed, she didn't want to move at all.
The roadside was covered with snow that had accumulated for several days, making it muddy.
It is obviously a white thing, but once it falls to the ground, it becomes dirty.
Jian Xinyi took a broom and went out to clean the snow outside the door.
After cleaning several times, Jian Xinyi's hands became slightly red and swollen, as if she was a little cold.
She blew air on her hands and wanted to finish sweeping the area, but she saw a woman walk in and step on the place she had just swept several times.
Jian Xinyi was about to get angry, but when she looked up at the person, it turned out to be Bai Yuanyuan.
Bai Yuanyuan was wearing a light purple jacket with a circle of rabbit fur embroidered on the collar. Seeing her, her eyes flickered, "Zhuiyu, why are you sweeping the snow outside?"
"It's just a matter of convenience."
Jian Xinyi didn't look up and continued to sweep the snow.
Jian Xinyi turned around and took out some newly printed picture books from the bookstore. "I haven't bought all of these new prints yet. I want to sell some more."
"Well, you didn't even leave me a copy."
Bai Yuanyuan crossed her arms over her chest, pouted her lips, and looked at Jian Xinyi with resentment.
Jian Xinyi had no choice but to pull out a book from the pile and said, "Here you go. Don't forget to give me three cents."
"snort."
Bai Yuanyuan turned around and went into the bookstore to read.
After sweeping the snow, Jian Xinyi made hot water for the shop customers and was busy for half a quarter of an hour.
Bai Yuanyuan hadn't finished reading yet and was a little confused. Just as she was about to turn around and go back to the house, she heard Lao Lin's voice at the door.
"This Fang Yazi doesn't dare to say a word in front of Cao Jiaxu."
Old Lin angrily shook his sleeves. "That house looks nice, but when I asked who had lived there, they didn't say a word."
Seeing that Lao Lin had just returned, Jian Xinyi quickly handed him a cup of hot tea and said, "I've already said that Cao Jiaxu definitely has no good intentions."
"I'll go find a few more Fangyazi and look at it together."
Lao Lin drank his tea and saw the books she had placed on the counter. He asked in confusion, "What are you doing with these books again?"
Jian Xinyi looked back and explained to him: "Yuanyuan is here, I brought some for him."
Lao Lin nodded and turned to walk into the counter. "You go and keep her company. I'm here."
Jian Xinyi chuckled and jogged all the way to the bedroom, then slowly slowed down, thinking of scaring Bai Yuanyuan.
Bai Yuanyuan was half lying on the bed, absorbed in looking at the picture book.
Jian Xinyi rushed forward, pressed on her, and curled her hair with her fingers.
"Hey, who are you looking at?"
Looking down, it was the scene where the heroine agreed to let the gentle man be his concubine.
Jian Xinyi's inner alarm bells rang, and when she looked up, she saw Bai Yuanyuan's eyes blurred with tears, looking so pitiful.
She immediately got up from Bai Yuanyuan and opened her arms to prove her innocence.
"I didn't mean to do that."
But to Bai Yuanyuan, this sentence did have a deeper meaning.
"You did it on purpose. You wrote a plot like this, and you still say it's not true?"
She took the book and started throwing it at Jian Xinyi desperately. Jian Xinyi quickly raised her arms and dodged to the sides.
"When drinking water, one should remember the well-digger. How can someone who reads a book also hit the writer?"
"I'm going to hit you."
The two of them played and fought in the room again. When they were tired, they ran to the market to buy some food.
Bai Yuanyuan took her to visit many stalls and picked up some freshly roasted sweet potatoes and chestnuts, eating them as they walked.
While chewing on the fragrant sweet potato, she asked Jian Xinyi, "How was your relationship with the class owner when you were at Wanhua Pavilion?"
Jian Xinyi, who hadn't heard the name Wanhua Pavilion for a long time, was a little surprised: "It doesn't matter, what's wrong."
"My family wants to start a rouge business. We'll supply Wanhua Pavilion at a 20% discount. The opera troupe doesn't need any high-quality rouge and powder. A cheap and durable one will do."
Bai Yuanyuan cracked open a bright yellow, sweet chestnut with one hand and handed it over. "Didn't you say before that the opera troupe is made up of women, so business is easy to do?"
"How is my business different from yours?"
"Why are they different? They're both for women."
"One is for use, the other is for viewing. How are they the same?"
However, Bai Yuanyuan's words woke her up.
Rouge and powder and game sketchbooks do have something in common.
I’ve been worrying about promotion these days, so why not start with the Rouge Shop?
If I could make Bai Yuanyuan's rouge shop and Wanhua Pavilion happen, maybe she would agree to my own thing.
Thinking of this, Jian Xinyi made a suggestion.
"Wanhua Pavilion is preparing for their closing performance recently. Why don't we buy some tickets and go over to ask?"
Bai Yuanyuan smiled widely and suddenly took out two tickets for Wanhua Pavilion from her sleeve and waved them in front of Jian Xinyi.
"I've been waiting for you to say this. I've already bought the tickets."
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