Nihuangpang, a ceramic doll made of mud.
This was the favorite toy of children in ancient times, no doubt about it.
It is equivalent to the ancient version of 'action models'.
Not only children love to play with it, adults also use Huangpang to persuade people to drink.
The Dongjing Menghualu records:
"The singers and dancers of the capital filled the gardens and pavilions, returning at dusk. Each brought with him dates, steamed cakes, yellow fat, knives, rare flowers and fruits, mountain pavilion playthings, duck eggs and chicken chicks. This was called 'the earthen ceremony outside the gate'."
In the bustling market.
The peddler's cry of "Huang Pang" not only attracted Cui Xian.
It also successfully attracted a large number of little boys and girls to come over eagerly.
"Mom, I want to buy Huang Pang!"
"I want one too, I want one too!"
But the price of mud yellow fat is not cheap, starting at twenty or thirty cents.
If it is of good quality and exquisitely carved, it can be sold for fifty or sixty cents.
Therefore, many parents are reluctant to spend this money in vain.
While his third uncle was busy selling eggs, Cui Xian squeezed over to take a look, and was greatly disappointed.
The workmanship is too rough.
From a modern perspective, it is nothing more than a clay figure that has been rolled in a kiln.
It's not even painted and looks gray.
That's it.
The peddler still acted like he had a rare commodity and said, "Stand away. If you are not buying, please stand away. Don't damage it."
Cui Xian fell into deep thought.
At his current age of eight, it would certainly not be appropriate for him to rush into business.
But if we use the Huang Pang toy as the entry point, it instantly becomes much more reasonable and less suspicious.
But he had no start-up capital, no connections, and no kiln.
How to do business?
After all, I'm still too young.
"I want all these yellow fat guys!"
A childish voice awakened Cui Xian from his deep thoughts.
Oh, it’s Brother Fu!
Then a young man from a wealthy family, who looked to be in his early teens and was wearing expensive silk, came to Huang Pang's stall and said in a domineering tone, "I'll buy it all."
As expected, there were gasps and exclamations of envy from the children around.
Cui Xian looked up.
This young master is dressed in expensive clothes and has a slightly plump figure. As for his appearance... well, he is a boy.
See that rich young master.
The peddler's attitude changed drastically, and he smiled earnestly, "So you are the young master of the Pei family. I am so sorry for your disrespect! Why didn't you bring any servants with you today? Well, I will send Fatty Huang directly to your house to save you the trouble."
Master Pei said "hmm" faintly.
Now, not only the children around, but also the adults looked at him sideways.
"It's actually the young master of the Pei family!"
"No wonder they are so generous. The Pei family has produced two successful candidates!"
Two successful candidates in one family?
Let alone Nanyang County, even if you look at Nanyang Prefecture as a whole, it is definitely considered a "high-ranking family".
It seems that this guy is not only a rich guy, but also a noble guy.
Cui Xian admitted that he was jealous.
The peddler took a basket of yellow fat, said goodbye to Brother Fugui happily, and rushed to Pei Mansion to deliver the goods.
Brother Fugui, who had spent a lot of money, ignored the exclamations of people around him and sat down on the steps by himself, looking listless.
Somehow, Cui Xian vaguely guessed the other party's current situation -
Either I run away from home or I skip school. If I go back, I will definitely be scolded, but it would be too boring if I don't go back.
At this time, the rich brother is most likely to be fooled...
No, it’s the easiest to make friends with.
Open your mind. Who says you have to cooperate with adults to do business?
Things like start-up capital and connections are no problem for Brother Fugui!
Cui Xian thought for a moment, then thought of his cousin who always acted like an elder brother, and came up with an idea.
He walked over and sat down next to Brother Fugui, carefully holding up his hands as if he was holding something.
Young Master Pei was just daydreaming out of boredom. When he saw someone coming, he subconsciously moved to the side.
At first, he didn't pay attention to the other person.
But after half a cup of tea, the person next to him still maintained the holding posture, motionless.
Master Pei turned around suspiciously and saw a handsome child wearing coarse linen clothes, but with a delicate and pretty face.
Brother Fugui looked at the child's face critically several times, feeling a little sour in his heart.
She is so fair and pretty, almost half as pretty as me.
Noticing Master Pei's gaze looking at him, Cui Xian deliberately showed a vigilant expression and protected the "thing" in his hand in his arms.
Brother Fugui:?
He felt humiliated and spoke first in a bad mood: "My family has plenty of money, why would I care about your trifles? What are they? Let me see."
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