Concubine can't do it

Chapter 50 Jun's Machete
The shop owner touched his mustache, his eyes were still squinted, and his smile did not diminish, "Girl, those who know the goods know that our clothes are not expensive at all! This material is new in Jinhuai country. Snow satin! Snow satin, formerly known as snow satin, I wonder if you have heard of it? Snow satin was the most popular material in Jinhuai country at that time. It was only worn by women in the past. Later, a person in Jinhuai country was interested in the development of materials. After the jeweler made such a change, it became snow silk satin, which can now be worn by men, women, and children! Not only is the material comfortable to the touch, it is also cool to wear, and it is also durable and washable!"

Hua Wei raised her eyebrows, a little innocent after hearing so much, and then said: "But I still think it's expensive."

"Hey, it's not expensive, it's not expensive!" The store owner shook his head again and again, and had already noticed it with sharp eyes, "Since you and the young man behind are together, then you must choose clothes for him? Look, The pattern on this clothes, as well as the color of this material, are so suitable for that handsome young man!"

Hua Weimao nodded, she really thought this dress was very suitable for Jun Qingchen, he would definitely look good in it.

However, "it's suitable if it's suitable, and it's expensive if it's valuable." Hua Weiwei shook her head regretfully, "Boss, ordinary people can't afford this dress of yours. You are the seller, so you should be very clear about it, right? My young master, who doesn't like to dress a little more expensively? The clothes are too elegant, more suitable for those scholars and painters. But ah, 13 taels of silver, ordinary people can't save it for a year without eating or drinking. How can a scholar with an average price afford it? You said it’s not expensive, if it’s even more expensive, I’m afraid I don’t want to ask, it’s not worth it.”

"This..." The owner of the store showed embarrassment, but he still wanted to praise how good the snow silk and satin clothes are.After all, he only put on a pair of men's clothes when he bought the goods, and the price was indeed a bit high at the time. He thought that maybe some young master who likes elegance would buy it, but they are not far behind. He knew very well whether there were such people in a small village that was considered backward but not prosperous.

Originally, I wanted to put it here as a signboard to boast that the materials in his store are ready, but now that someone is interested, it is naturally better to sell it.After all, after selling this one, how many ordinary clothes are worth it.

"How about this, I won't talk too much, will you sell it for six taels of silver?" Hua Wei asked simply.

When the store owner heard this, his smile couldn't hold back immediately, six taels of silver, minus one tael would be the price of his purchase!

"Little girl, you cut a big knife when you came up, isn't it good? Six taels of silver, that's a loss-making business, no, no!" The shop owner shook his head repeatedly.

Hua Wei was so determined to hear what he said, but she was actually a little bit uncertain.After all, the price of the clothes she used to wear is completely different from this one, and she doesn't know this kind of clothes. She heard that they are from Jinhuai country, so how much are they worth.

She only knew that if she bought it for Jun Qingchen, it would definitely not work if it was too cheap, and she couldn't afford it no matter how expensive it was.It was just right, and it seemed to fit him.

While hesitating, Jun Qingchen, who had been looking around, said, "Five taels of silver."

The owner of the store felt a little bit in his heart, wondering if this person understands the market or what?Know the price of his purchase?

However, what Jun Qingchen said was, "Sell it to her for five taels of silver."

The store owner was immediately unhappy.

"Young master, you can't bargain all over the sky just because you are handsome? These are clothes from Jinhuai country, and our family owns the entire Yunchen village!"

When the shop owner said this, he was really confident.

We have it, you can't buy it anywhere else!
Don't tell me those messy prices!
Jun Qingchen pursed his lips and smiled, "Oh, from Jinhuai country, snow silk and satin."

"That's not it!" The store owner blew his beard and stared.

But as long as Jun Qingchen glanced over and looked at him coldly, all his confidence suddenly disappeared.

"As far as I know, although the Jinhuai Kingdom and Canglan have been friendly for many years, they have not been friendly enough to trade with each other just a few days ago. Although the courts of the two sides have exchanged official documents, at least the time for normal currency exchange It should be at the beginning of September. There is still one month from now, you have arrived earlier, which trade route did you take?"

The voice fell, and with a sneer, Jun Qingchen looked back at Fangliang, his eyes were also cold: "If the goods are sold privately, it is flouting the national regulations and disrupting the business exchanges between the two countries. It's an exaggeration. But if it's a fake, it won't have much impact, it's just the price..."

The store owner's heart sank a little when he heard it, and when he reached the part of "beheading and ransacking the house", his legs shook, and after Jun Qingchen finished speaking, he immediately said: "I am a fake, a fake! It's not snow silk satin !"

Hua Weiwei glanced at Jun Qingchen in surprise, turned her eyes, then looked at the shop owner, and smiled playfully: "Fake products? Are you still selling fake products so expensive?"

The store owner wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, thought for a long time in embarrassment, and finally waved his sleeve distressedly: "Hey! Six taels of silver is six taels of silver, girl, go there!"

Hua Yuxi was overjoyed, but thinking of what Jun Qingchen said just now, he wanted to ask if he could say a few more words, but he heard that Jun Qingchen walked half a circle around the clothing store calmly and stopped at the women's clothing store. The front said: "Three or two."

What two or three?
The store owner was stunned.

"The clothes, three taels of silver to wrap up for this girl. Otherwise, you don't even think about opening this store. Even if the fake goods won't make you beheaded, it is enough evidence to go to the government to sue you for defrauding the people, and forcefully close this shop." store."

Shop owner: "..."

Hua Wei was as speechless as he was.

Bitch, it's too cheap for this person to do this!With one swing of Jun's machete, the ten taels of silver flew away from the shopkeeper's pocket.

But she agreed with his cheap method!

After a long while, the shop owner resigned to his fate and said: "Okay, okay, three taels of silver is only three taels of silver, this will save you money!" He said, took off his clothes, and rolled them up for Hua Wei.

However, Hua Wei took the goods and paid the money, but Jun Qingchen didn't seem to want to leave, but stared at another bright yellow tube top skirt hanging on the wall.

Squinting his eyes, Jun Qingchen raised his chin at the tube top Ruqun, and asked in a calm voice: "How much?"

The store owner's expression immediately turned ugly, he hesitated for a long time before stretching out seven fingers: "Qiliang."

"Qiliang!?" Before Jun Qingchen could say anything, Hua Kuai cried out in surprise.

Just such a skirt, it costs seven taels of silver?Even ready-to-wear is too expensive, right?
Hua Wei, who was used to the coarse cloth clothes worth tens of pennies and mended for three years, couldn't accept it for a while.

But I forgot that I just fell in love with a 13 tael dress and wanted to give it to Jun Qingchen.

Hearing seven taels of silver, the rich and wealthy young master Wan Guanjun naturally wouldn't have any over-reaction, just raised his eyebrows, nodded and said: "The price is reasonable."

Can it be unreasonable... dare he say it's unreasonable... the shop owner wants to cry but has no tears.This is really a blood loss.

Jun Qingchen said: "Take off the clothes and give it to this girl." As he spoke, he glanced at Hua Wei.

The shop owner obediently took off the clothes, wrapped them and handed them to Hua Weixie.Hua Wei was a little anxious, "Master, I... I don't need it, I can still wear it, and I need to save some money..."

Jun Qingchen shook his head at her, but said to the shop owner: "Boss, I don't have any money, how can I give you a painting?"

"What!?" The store owner was really stunned.

Anyway, the girl gave back the money, at least she gave it!He just wanted to take this painting, and he didn't even want to pay for it? !

Just about to get angry, Jun Qingchen said lightly: "Seeing that there are many good paintings hanging in your store, some of which seem to be painted by yourself, there must be someone in the boss or family who loves and understands painting. In this way, you can If I draw a painting, you will definitely make money, and you will make a lot of money."

Hearing what he said, the shop owner looked at the paintings hanging in his shop, and murmured in his heart, "my wife really likes painting. But is it possible that you are still a famous teacher? One painting can worth seven taels of silver for me. The clothes also said that we will make money, which is not small.”

Jun Qingchen raised a confident smile on his lips, and his gaze was like a torch: "Big or small, you can tell by calling someone who knows how to paint."

Hua Weixiu held the clothes, a little hesitant.Jun Qingchen just took a look at her, and asked casually as if in his own home: "Is there a place for people to change clothes? My wife and I need to change our clothes."

The owner of the shop has already called the boy who does odd jobs in the backyard to call his wife. Hearing what Jun Qingchen said, he suddenly realizes that they are a couple!Although it doesn't look like it, but giving clothes to each other... It's really a show of love, gouging out his flesh by the way!

"Yes, in the inner courtyard, I'll find someone to take you there." Anyway, he guessed that his two clothes would not be returned, and he could only admit to being caught by someone.Depressedly, the shop owner called out to be a handyman and took the two of them to change clothes.

On the way, Hua Weiwei kept frowning and staring at Jun Qingchen.The latter obviously noticed it, but acted as if nothing had happened, that was a calmness.

"Here we are, this is the empty house, please go ahead, both of you." When we reached an empty hut, the person who led the way stood at the door and explained.

Jun Qingchen hugged Hua Weimao's waist very naturally, opened the door and walked in together.

Hua Wei wanted to struggle, but was restrained tightly.

As soon as the door was closed, Jun Qingchen immediately let go.Hua Weiwei also raised her eyebrows, and asked in a low voice, "What are you talking about? When did I become your wife?"

Jun Qingchen spread his hands: "Because you are not an outsider."

Hua Wei: "..."

Looking at her, Jun Qingchen couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and took his black bamboo gown, "Okay, okay, go behind the screen and change, I'll do it here."

He found that recently seeing her would make him feel better.

Hua Wei looked at him sadly and curled her lips: "You won't peek?"

Jun Qingchen tapped her forehead, and whispered in her ear with righteous words: "This black shop, who knows what unclean things will happen. The two of us are always safer together. If Ergou is not here, if we If there is an accident when we are separated, there is no place to cry."

Hua Wei thought about it, yes.

Although she felt that the person in front of her was even darker than a black shop.

"But don't you stop drawing?" After walking two steps, she turned her head again.

But he didn't expect Jun Qingchen to move so fast, within two steps, he had already taken off his sweater and inner jacket, exposing his snow-white chest.

Hua Wei's face became hot, and he took a few steps quickly, and hid behind the screen.

Jun Qingchen was also dumbfounded.But seeing her shyly running away, he felt light again, and quickly changed into the clothes she bought for him.

Fortunately, she wasn't used to the nakedness of men.

After all, it was the first time for him to wear clothes that a woman bought for him.It was also the first time that someone treated him so carefully and bought him such "expensive" clothes.

I don’t know who said it before: Except for parents, no one will treat you well without purpose.

But his parents... have always been kind to him with a purpose.

What about her, what purpose did she bring?
Heart sank, Jun Qingchen closed his eyes, walked lightly to the side of the screen, quietly crossed his arms and watched as the little man with his back turned to him was frantically putting a skirt on himself.

really……

Lowering his eyes, Jun Qingchen turned around and let out a long sigh of relief with his back turned to her.

Hua Weimao was busy arranging her dress, when she heard this breath of relief, her movements stopped.

Why do you seem to be so close?
Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw someone leaning against the side of the screen with his back to him, Hua Wei's mind immediately exploded with a bang, and he took a few steps back incoherently holding his chest.

Then I found that she didn't seem to need to hold her chest.

Where to hold it?
After thinking for a moment, she first put on the matching double-breasted jasper shirt.Although I didn't cover up much, I felt a little safer in my heart.

Jun Qingchen never looked back, and asked very honestly, "Have you changed?"

"...It's changed." Hua Weiwei replied vigilantly, then asked after a pause, "Did you peek?"

"No." Jun Qingchen said lightly.

He looked at it aboveboard.She was too slow to notice.

But after hearing this, Hua Weiwei heaved a sigh of relief and didn't doubt much.After all, in her eyes, this person is a person who likes to take the initiative to admit that he has done bad things, as if someone would praise him, he doesn't cover up at all, his presumptuousness is outrageous.

She didn't know that Jun Qingchen also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go."

The shop owner and the proprietress were already waiting outside. The proprietress thought that some powerful person had come, and was a little excited.But seeing two young men, the proprietress was stunned, "This... two..."

The two are very good-looking, wearing the clothes in their shop, the man looks more suave and suave, the woman looks more Xiaojiabiyu, standing together is like a match made in heaven, which is eye-catching.

But, are you too young?What kind of master teacher will it be?

Jun Qingchen saw the doubt in her eyes, and only smiled slightly, "Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Yes, yes..." The proprietress pointed to the paper, pen and ink tray on the counter behind her, and made way for her.

Jun Qingchen gave Hua Weimao a reassuring look, and walked to the counter with a flick of his sleeves.

The proprietress hesitated for a while, and seeing him pick up a pen, she asked, "This little brother knows how to paint?"

Jun Qingchen said: "Of course I understand."

For young people, especially those with delicate features, it is normal to like some elegant things, even if they are not good at learning, they can be understood if they can use it to seduce a little girl.

But the "understanding" asked by the proprietress is obviously not the kind to fool people.

Jun Qingchen can tell from the works hanging on the wall that there must be someone in this house who loves painting very much.The ones that can be hung on the wall of the store are naturally imitations, but those imitations are skilled in handwriting and have a profound background at a glance, and they are definitely not the works of unknown juniors.Such imitations are not much cheaper than the originals.Being willing to buy it means that the person definitely wants to own it, but he can't find the way or has insufficient funds.

Of course, what makes Jun Qingchen particularly confident is not the paintings hung by the proprietress, but the shell hanging on the cabinet facing the clothing store.

Canglan country has no city and is near the sea, so this kind of small and exquisite shells are very rare, and they are very popular with some women. Usually, occasionally a few people who flow into the inner city from the border between Jinhuai country and Canglan country will be killed. Scrambling to take photos for decoration.

But those that flow into the inner city are just tiny small shells, and those that can be as big as the ones hanging above can only be obtained through formal transactions.

This kind of matter is so strictly controlled by Canglan Kingdom.Whether it's Huachen in the west, Xiao country above, or Jinhuai country in the east, friendly business transactions with Canglan country have to go through layers of checkpoints.

But once, he happened to take an imperial order to Jinhuai country, where he visited a famous painter.By the way, I brought a lot of small shell decorations that women like there, and brought them back to the Canglan Kingdom. When the National Art Celebration was held, in the name of the first court painter, I distributed some to all the places where talented men and beauties gathered in the country. As a small gift from the heart, give it to someone with outstanding skills.

The National Arts Festival is held in Juanshan. If there are shells here, it means that the person who won the shells has been to Juanshan.As for those who have been to Juanshan, [-]% will know his name in Juanshan.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so confident.

Close your eyes and draw ink, draw your pen and concentrate on it, without any hesitation in writing, your technique is like a dragon swimming on the paper, when you sketch, it seems random, but every stroke is just right as if you have thought about it for a long time.If Hua Wei could describe it, Jun Qingchen in her eyes at this time was more energetic than ever before.The noon sun shines in through the window, sprinkles on his delicate side face, and blurs a circle of soft light, like an elegant and noble fairy, creating a mortal scene in his eyes.

Hua Weiwei was a little dumbfounded looking at the people, but the proprietress was dumbfounded looking at the paintings.

There is not much time, and the delay should not be too long. Jun Qingchen didn't think about painting in detail, but just outlined the general meaning, and added a few strokes to the deficiencies that the viewers would pick out.In this way, even if people say that his painting is not good, it can only be said that the technique may not be as skilled as before, and the painting is too hasty.

But as far as the scenery and people in the painting are concerned, the matching is just right. If it increases, it can only be the same, and if it decreases, it should also be reduced.No matter which of the two things is portrayed a little more, it will not have such a perfect effect.

The landlady's face was a little pale, but after the white was over, she was flushed with excitement: "Dare to ask, is it Mr. Mo Chen?"

Jun Qingchen smiled decently: "Exactly."

"It's...it's Mr. Mochen!" Although the proprietress is a woman who has studied in her thirties, she is as happy as a girl at this time, her excited eyes are shining, and she doesn't even know whether the other party is a girl who is more than ten years younger than her. People didn't care about it anymore, and they used the respectful title: "Mr. Mochen, it has been two years since you disappeared, and we are all worried that something happened to you. We didn't expect to be able to leave so much today. I saw you so close..." After a pause, there was an exclamation in his tone, "I didn't expect you to be so young."

Jun Qingchen said humbly: "After all, I am only an apprentice now. There is still a long way to go before being a teacher. I have abandoned my pen to start a business in the past two years. Now that the business has just started, I am afraid it will disappear for a while. day."

"Are you in business?" The proprietress was surprised, "What kind of business is it?"

Jun Qingchen: "At the beginning, I joined hands with others to manage the cloth village. Later, I will consider opening some four-art calligraphy schools to teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. That's all I have thought of for the time being."

Hua Weiwei watched quietly from the side, never thought that Jun Qingchen could talk to people so kindly, he didn't have the flirtatious air of a young master, nor did he smell like a businessman, but he was gentle and elegant, really like a gentleman.

The proprietress was very excited.Originally, she heard from Xianggong that there was a bandit-like person who wanted to take away the clothes without paying any money, and wanted to take a painting as collateral. She thought she had encountered some poor scholar who acted as a scoundrel.But unexpectedly, she met Mo Chen, the famous young painter in Juanshan.

Sighing contentedly, the proprietress asked, "Is your teacher still in good health?"

Jun Qingchen nodded and said: "You are still as strong as before, and you are doing well."

The proprietress rolled her eyes when she heard the words, and her tone was tactful: "Then... is he still alone?"

When the clothing store owner heard this, his eyes bulged out of anger, and he coughed heavily.

The proprietress ignored it as if she hadn't noticed it.

Looking at it like this, Master really provoked a lot of peach blossoms back then.Jun Qingchen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "The teacher is still alone. But fortunately, there are many caring people around him to accompany him, and the condition is not too bad."

The proprietress understood, and breathed a sigh of relief, but she said with some regret: "When I was not yet a hairpin, that Mr. Mo Chen was still young and vigorous, wearing a simple mask like the one you wore, a An ordinary paintbrush has attracted the hearts of many women. It is a pity that he has disappeared for more than 20 years... A few years ago you appeared for him, holding an ordinary paintbrush, but the paintings were equally outstanding. Just when we When the group of little girls who loved painting in the past were excited, you disappeared again within two years. We were so scared at the time... We are afraid that your disappearance will take 20 years. We don't have two [-] years to wait. I am honored to see that you are safe and sound today, as if you have made a wish..." As she spoke, she choked up, and took out her handkerchief to press the corners of her eyes, "You and that Mr. Mo Chen It's okay, it's okay."

(End of this chapter)