Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 180 Three

The upper room in the south house is a three-light and two-dark hall, tall and spacious, with red lacquered porch columns outside, boxwood carved windows, and a brand-new papered ceiling. Powerful merchants are all decorated in this way, and when talking about business, they have to talk about it without any fuss, unlike merchants in later generations, who can't wait to write the word "bronze smell" on their faces to feel stretched.

The cultural accumulation, the millennium connotation, will end up as a bad name in later generations, and the foundation of China will also be destroyed.

Of course, this is only a businessman with status who can set up this spectrum, and ordinary businessmen only need to treat customers with sincerity.

"Shan Zhang, let's wait here for a while."

Someone was talking in the east room, and it felt very noisy. Yang Yingming showed a helpless look on his face, so he could only ask Zhang Shouren to wait outside for a while.

For Lin Wenyuan, such a situation seemed familiar, but for Zhang Shouren, it was a very novel experience.

As soon as he was seated, Yang Yingming brought two young men to serve tea. The first-class incense slices were like water, far inferior to the spring water on the other side of Fushan Mountain.

Zhang Shouren took a sip, looked at the antiques on Duobao Pavilion, and enjoyed some rare leisure time.

"This Boshan stove is really good..."

"Your Excellency has a good eye, but I think this porcelain statue of a lady in the Southern Song Dynasty is even more exquisite and compact, and it should be from an official kiln."

"Well, the old shopkeeper has a good vision."

The two military men were both tall and straight with their backs straight, holding tea bowls in one hand, but they began to comment on the antiques in a very decent manner.

Zhang Shouren looked back, but his face froze.

In front of her was a young girl of twenty-eight years old. Her skin was as white as snow, her hair could be broken by blowing bullets, her hair was hanging down, and there was fine fluff on her pink neck. One could tell at a glance that she was an unmarried girl who had never left the boudoir.

At this time, she still had a look of uncontrollable laughter, and there was still a smile that couldn't be hidden in her big eyes.

Just by looking at it like this, Zhang Shouren knew that the girl in front of him was a lady of every family, because from the generous temperament and expression, luxurious clothes, and well-maintained skin, these were not something that ordinary girls could have.

It is not common for girls from military households like Lin Yunniang to be naturally beautiful and have delicate skin like living a hard life. They are more women with dark skin or red and black, and the skin cracks and wrinkles early.

"My lord is really good at antiques."

This girl was not at a loss because Zhang Shouren was staring at her. The etiquette these days is actually not as perverted as Qing Ji's. Girls can go out to meet guests and communicate with others, but the big family must have a lot of precautions against people's words.

For example, when Zhang Shouren came in, he saw the harnessed mules, horses and carts, several guards, and some middle-aged women who were chatting in the yard just now... They must all be the girl's companions.

"Hehe, I made the girl laugh."

In Zhang Shouren's two lifetimes, he lacked experience in dealing with women, and spent little time with Lin Yunniang. Besides, he and Yunniang grew up in the same environment, and sometimes they can understand each other's thoughts without talking too much... It was the first time Zhang Shouren saw a girl from such a rich family in front of him. She acted as if nothing happened, but he himself looked a little at a loss.