Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 50: Xiao Jiu's Teacher and His Son

Xiao Qianyue lost interest as soon as he heard this. To him, working with these old things was too unchallenging.

Master Xiao said lazily, "Things from the Jiangnan Palace? They're not that old, so what's the difficulty?"

Yang Yuan emphasized: "Master Xiao, I am talking about something from the palace. It must have a royal aura."

Xiao Qianyue said disdainfully: "That's not difficult. Tell me, what does your boss want to make?"

As he spoke, he took out a pencil and a small notebook from the pocket of his skirt, intending to write it down.

Yang Yuan said: “The noble who entrusted me with this has always been obsessed with the poems of the ruler of Jiangnan.

So she intentionally made some items from the Jiangnan Palace and placed them in her bedroom.

What about calligraphy and painting, book stickers, vases and incense burners, chessboards and wine vessels...

Master Xiao, you can decide for yourself, but it must be realistic and convincing enough to be mistaken for the real thing."

Xiao Qianyue smiled and said, "So your boss is a supporter of Li Houzhu, no wonder."

Yang Yuan emphasized: "The old objects must be made of reliable materials and can be mistaken for the real thing."

Xiao Qianyue said proudly: "My most valuable thing is the word 'reputation', how could I cheat?

However, the wages can be paid later, but the cost of buying materials must be paid first, and I will not advance the money for you."

Yang Yuan said: "Of course!"

Yang Yuan took out a small bag from his arms and took out several pieces of jewellery.

Yang Yuan asked, "Master Xiao Jiu, how much do you think these jewels are worth?"

Xiao Qianyue is a fake teacher, and his vision is very sharp.

As soon as he took a look at the quality and pattern of the jewelry, he knew that it was not only made of genuine materials but also of extremely exquisite workmanship.

Xiao Qianyue hurried forward and examined the pieces of jewellery one by one, then raised her head and looked at Yang Yuan vigilantly.

"Erlang, these are all priceless jewels. Where did you get them?"

Yang Yuan also knew that the jewelry that Wugun Yingge gave him was quite valuable.

Moreover, although the items from the palace do not have obvious "Imperial Palace" labels, their style and workmanship are the labels for experts.

That’s why it’s really hard to sell.

How could he explain the origins of these top-quality jewellery?
If you can't explain the origin of the goods, the price will be pushed down to a very low level.

Therefore, he had only sold jewels such as the Hepu Pearl, whose origins could not be identified.

Today I came to see Master Xiao Jiu and took some jewelry that was hard to sell.
Because he knew that Master Xiao had his own channels for selling the stolen goods... no, for shipping them.

Hearing his question, Yang Yuan calmly replied: "This is naturally given to me by that noble man to be used as the salary for hiring Master Xiao Jiu and the cost of purchasing materials."

Xiao Qianyue smiled hypocritically and said, "Your boss must be a high-ranking official. Why should he just give the money directly? Why does he have to pay with jewels?"

Yang Yuan also smiled hypocritically: "Master Xiao, how can you be sure that my boss is definitely a man?"

Master Xiao was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Is it a girl?"

If a woman wants to use a large amount of money in the family, she must get the consent of the head of the family.

If you use your own dowry and private money, then you don't have to go through others.

Dowry and private money were mostly in the form of furniture, land, houses and jewelry, with very little cash.

Yang Yuan gave a thumbs up and praised, "Master Xiao Jiu has a keen eye, but there are many secrets and taboos among the wealthy families.

I don't dare to ask too much, anyway, the money they pay for running errands is enough, so I just need to follow their orders, Master Xiao, don't you think so?"

Master Xiao laughed out loud, "That's right, that's right, that makes sense. Okay, I won't ask any more questions. Just use these jewels to exchange for the old things your employer wants. When will she want them?"

"Ten days at most!"

"So urgent?"

Xiao Qianyue was surprised for a moment, then began to ponder:
"Ten days... Some artifacts require two to three years to be aged, while some only take one day.

But if we need to deliver it within ten days, I still need to think carefully about what to do."

Yang Yuan said: "As long as the value of the jewelry is not lost and it can be delivered within ten days, it will be fine.

As for the rest, you can decide for yourself, Master Xiao Jiu, just choose the items that are suitable for the inner room and boudoir."

Xiao Qianyue agreed and gave Yang Yuan a "ticket", and Yang Yuan said goodbye and left.

As soon as Yang Yuan left, Xiao Qianyue's son immediately came out from the inner room.

He reminded quietly: “Dad, this is a big deal worth so much money, but the owner didn’t even show up.

She just asked a hanger-on to run errands, and she used jewelry to pay off the debt, this is a bit..."

Xiao Qianyue examined the jewels with a smile.

These jewels could offset the labor and material costs, so he could still make a lot of money.

After hearing what her son said, Xiao Qianyue glared at him and said, "Have we asked about the origin of this jewelry?"

"I have asked!"

"Is everything I asked and answered reasonable?"

"Hmm...that makes sense."

"Then what's the problem?"

"But... I just feel it's unreliable. I'm afraid the jewelry is of unknown origin, and the government..."

Xiao Qianyue became impatient, and picked up the ox bone Ruyi that Jia Wenhe had used, and hit his son's chest with it again and again.

"The government, the government, the government gave birth to you and raised you?

Does the government provide you with food or clothes?

Will the government allow you to marry a wife or give birth to children?
"You are such a blockhead. You should learn how to be a good person before you can do business. How do you think your father made so much money?"

His son was tickled by Jia Wenhe and retreated step by step, and fell into Zhao Hede's bathtub.

……

After Yang Yuan left Wanshou Temple, he went to "Moshanghua" again. This time he went to "Moshanghua" not to find Fei Tianlu, but to find Madam Li.

Yu Jiguang, Chen Lixing and Da Chu, three secret agents from the National Information Agency, took turns following him, but they became more and more confused.

There is really no logic to be derived from Yang Yuan's every move!

There is a house built outside the west wall of the "Moshanghua" embroidery workshop.

This is a small courtyard with three rooms, front and back yards, and high walls on three sides.

The other side borrows the courtyard wall of the "Moshanghua" embroidery workshop.

The house has white walls and black tiles, there is a stream in front of the door, a stone slab on the stream, and a small gate.

One side of the house faces the river, and the other side is the "Moshanghua" embroidery workshop. The backyard wall is adjacent to the backyard of the residents on the other side facing the street, so there are very few pedestrians and it is very quiet.

There were two round wooden knockers on the door. Yang Yuan picked up the knockers and knocked lightly a few times, but no one answered.

Yang Yuan knocked a few more times with a little more force, but still no one responded. Yang Yuan couldn't help but start to worry.

Didn't the fat man say that Madam Li rarely went out? Could it be that she went to the embroidery workshop again?
As I was hesitating, I suddenly heard some faint noises coming from the room.

Yang Yuan quickly put his ear to the door.

……

Inside the room, Madam Li sat on the edge of the couch, her fair face flushed with a mixture of anger and shame.

She looked only about thirty-one or thirty-two years old, with delicate features and no flaws.

Time seems to have never left any traces on her face.

But after years of settling down, she has a kind of beauty that is different from the light fragrance of flowers.

It's like a ripe peach, sweet and fragrant.

"You bastard, you are my child who grew up under my care, how could you..."

Madam Li paused and said, "How can you have such improper thoughts about me? Get out of here right now, and I'll pretend nothing happened!"

A young man was kneeling in front of Mrs. Li.

The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a thin body and a thin face.

Because he was too excited, the pimples on his thin face turned pink.

This young man is Liu Mo, the son of Liu Ti, the deputy owner of the "Moshanghua" embroidery workshop.

"No, no, Madam Li, please, just agree to me. I... really love you very much."

Liu Mo knelt down a few steps and said excitedly: "Since I first saw you, Madam, when I was eleven years old, I have been thinking about you day and night and can't help myself."

Liu Mo saw a pair of beautiful feet in front of him, wrapped in straw sandals. They were thin enough to show no bones, and plump enough for no extra fat, just like beautiful jade.

He couldn't control his emotions for a moment, and suddenly hugged Mrs. Li's legs and kissed her obsessively.

Mrs. Li was horrified. She leaned on the couch with her arms, raised her snow-white feet, and kicked him hard on the chin.

Liu Mo cried out in pain, but still held her feet tightly and refused to let go.

Madam Li shouted angrily, "Let me go! Get out! I don't blame you for being so young and having a momentary faint!"

Liu Mo held the pair of beautiful feet in his arms, smelling a sweet fragrance and a blazing fire in his heart.

He raised his head and looked up at Mrs. Li fanatically.

Between the twin peaks, only a pair of red lips can be seen, like a red apricot detective.

"Madam, I don't want any future, and I'm not afraid of any punishment! As long as I can get you, I'm willing to die immediately!"

Mrs. Li felt that this man was no longer reasonable and tried to break free from his restraints.

But her struggle only aroused Liu Mo's desire to conquer her.

He let out a low growl in his throat, then pounced on her, trying to push Madam Li down on the couch.

Madam Li bent her arms to separate the two men, and they began to fight.

"boom!"

During the scuffle, Mrs. Li hit her head on the bedpost and let out a cry of pain.

Liu Mo took the opportunity to roll over and fell to the ground holding Madam Li.

Liu Mo pressed her tightly under him, panting, "I can't wait any longer, I want my wife now!"

Liu Mo tore Madam Li's clothes as he spoke.

Seeing that she could not struggle, Madam Li suddenly gave up, her body softened, and she said in a low voice, "You little rascal, do you really want to bully me?"

Liu Mo was about to use his feet to push Madam Li's legs apart.

But he was really thin.

When Mrs. Li put her legs together, they were as solid as iron. Even a grown man like him couldn't pry them apart at all.

At this moment, Liu Mo suddenly heard Madam Li speaking in this tone, and he couldn't help but be surprised and happy.

"Madam, you...are you promising me?"

Madam Li said coquettishly, "Get up first. I don't like you being like this."

Liu Mo's bones were almost softened after hearing this, and he was shaking with excitement: "Okay, okay, I'll get up right away, I'll..."

As soon as Liu Mo stood up, Mrs. Li's knee hit him hard.

"what!"

Liu Mo let out a scream, but the scream was extremely short because the tremendous pain immediately suffocated him.

Liu Mo hunched over like a shrimp and trembled all over.

There was no trace of weakness and panic on Mrs. Li's face. She grabbed Liu Mo's shoulders and turned around, and the two of them lay on the ground facing each other.

Then, Mrs. Li took a calm breath and raised her knees steadily.

Once, twice, three times...

(End of this chapter)