The next day, the couple split up.
Sister Feng also knew the importance of this matter, so she personally sent money to the horse slaves who were suffering. With a few words of comfort, she easily won over the hearts of the people.
They had been lowly for a long time and had never even seen their master's face. Now that Second Grandmother had given them a high status and rewarded them with a lot of silver, how could they not die for her and Second Master?
Therefore, there were guards at every door in the courtyard of Little Flower Branch Alley. Without Jia Lian's consent, the people in the front yard were not allowed to enter the backyard, and the people in the backyard were not allowed to enter the front yard.
Jia Lian took out the last few hundred taels of silver and put them in his pocket. He hired skilled carpenters and painters with high salaries and placed them in the east and west rooms of the front courtyard. He also bought the necessary raw materials, wood, paint, and tools. Other than a few broken pieces, he spent all the silver in his hand in one shot.
I'm born with talent, and it'll come back when it's gone!
If he sold the mirror tomorrow, would he be afraid of not having money?
Everything was ready except for the east wind!
He was just short of a place to sell mirrors. He couldn't possibly sell them on the street, right? Or perhaps, he would go door-to-door with a straight face to promote the goods?
Jia Lian knew that he couldn't do such a thing, so he had to find a suitable shop.
It was already close to noon. Jia Lian led a few manservants out of Rongning Street and walked through all the streets and alleys in Jiaozhong Square. The shops on the street were either too small or too expensive. There was never one that he particularly liked.
Jia Lian stood at the crossroad. To the east was Dongzhimen Street, to the west was Jingzhaofu Street, to the north was Jixian Street, and to the south was Dongsipailou North Street.
Jiaozhong Square is in the southwest, close to the east wall of the inner palace. Most of them are the mansions of dignitaries. To the southeast is Nanju Xianfang, where the old and new Taicang, shipping warehouses and other warehouses are located; In the northwest is Chongjiao Square, where there are Imperial College and Confucian Temple. There are many collections of Confucian scholars in the temples of the Academy. There is nothing else except the four treasures of the bookstore and the workshop. To the northeast was Beiju Xianfang.
They walked to Jixian Street, which was also quite prosperous. Because it was close to Jixian Gate on the Imperial College Street in the west, there were groups of scholars coming and going. All of them had round necks and big sleeves. They were either wearing square flat scarves or soap-striped soft scarves. It was easy for a strange person like Jia Lian, who wore a headscarf and was dressed in brocade, to attract different gazes.
It was like a chicken standing among a flock of cranes…No, it should be a crane standing among a flock of chickens. This feeling became stronger the closer they got to the intersection of Chengxian Street.
Fortunately, Jia Lian still had the identity of a supervisor, but at this moment, he still didn't know which direction the directorate's door opened!
"Forget it! Further north is the city wall. Let's go back!”Perhaps it was because the sun was too hot today, Jia Lian's face was unnatural. He waved the fan twice, then closed it and put it on his waist. He felt that it was inappropriate, so he held it in his hand instead. He was not happy.
A manservant pointed to a shop in front." Master, there's a Coloured Glass House there. Do you want to take a look?"”
Jia Lian took two steps forward and raised his head. A gold-lettered signboard was rather impressive. Further in, there were various sized glasses, cups, bottles, barrels, paperweights, various small toys, even pearl hairpins and small mirrors. There was also a complete variety of them.
Basically, there were many colors and mottled colors, occasionally one or two sets of colors, and very few were transparent.
There were no waiters in the shop. There was only a small note under each item, with the number and price written on it. If they saw something they liked, they would take the small note and hand it to the shopkeeper to pay. Then, they could take it away.
"This is almost the same as a supermarket." Jia Lian had no interest in the glassware on display.
This shop was probably not doing very well, as it actually opened its jewelry store right across Chengxian Street.
One had to know that the people who came and went here were poor scholars with little money in their pockets. Who could afford a glass bowl that cost at least ten taels of silver?
Those rich people, such as Jia Lian, would not come here for nothing.
Therefore, he was planning to return home, or just make do at a random place in Jiaozhong Square. There was a saying that wine was not afraid of deep alleys. As long as the things were good, even if he opened a shop in the outer city, his business would be prosperous.
Jia Lian walked out and saw an old woman rushing in." Shopkeeper, Shopkeeper, our young lady ordered a pearl flower here a few days ago. Do you have it?" She's in a hurry to wear it!"
The shopkeeper had a thin face and a mustache. He was holding a book of…Tang Poetry's annotations?
He didn't even raise his head and directly replied,"Five taels of silver. Thank you for your patronage!"”He shook his head and recited a few crooked poems. "Du Zimei's sentence is appropriate, but it's not perfect.”
"What?" Five taels of silver? Why didn't he go rob them? The old woman's eyes were wide open, and one of her hands was still clenched.
"What?" He actually said that Du Fu's poems were not good? Although Jia Lian did not read many books, he still knew the name of the Poet Saint Du Fu.
He turned around and smiled.""Dare I ask, shopkeeper, is that poem from Du's Ministry of Works not perfect?”
The shopkeeper raised his head and glanced at Jia Lian. Seeing that he did not dress like a scholar, he was too lazy to talk to him and left Jia Lian hanging on the side.
Jia Lian said disdainfully," For thousands of years, many wise people have admired the Ministry of Works, but none of them criticized it. You are just a merchant who opened a shop, and you dare to boast shamelessly. Are you really not afraid that the professors and supervisors of the Imperial College will drown you with their saliva?”
The shopkeeper's face instantly turned purple. He stood up and said,"Who's a merchant? I…I was only entrusted by someone to temporarily settle things here.”
He hurriedly opened the book again and pointed to a poem titled 'Moving to Kuizhou.'" Look at these lines,'Spring knows to urge the willows to bid farewell' and 'Farming is said by the people of the peasants'. The words' bid farewell 'and' say farewell 'are the same rhyme. Isn't it inappropriate?”
If it was to weigh the words, Jia Lian would not dare to say anything more. This person said that the rhythm was not sticky, then there was something to raise!
"What pedantic words!" Jia Lian mocked. Poetry expressed one's thoughts and expressed one's thoughts directly. How could one rigidly adhere to the rhythm?”
At this point, he smiled and said,"Taibai's 'Hundred Poems',' Dongpo's Laughing and Snarling, All of Them Become Artifacts 'are just words that come to mind at the moment. Stupid from studying? Throw it away as soon as possible. It's more important to do your business!”
With just two sentences, the shopkeeper was so ashamed that he wanted to die.
He urged the old woman beside him," Quickly bring the silver. After finishing your business, this shop will be closed."”He even took out a sign and planned to hang it outside the door.
"Who knew that a glass bead flower here would cost so much silver?" the old woman said awkwardly. Why don't you give it to me on credit and let me bring it back for my young miss to try?”
"No!" The shopkeeper refused flatly." It's not like I don't know about the Qin family in the alley behind you. The old man is in the Construction Division of the Ministry of Works and has been a Rank-9 all his life. How could he have five taels of silver to spare?”
The Qin family? Construction Division of the Ministry of Works? Miss?
Jia Lian suddenly thought of someone!
Without thinking, he took out the last few pieces of silver from his pocket." I paid Miss Qin's money on her behalf!”
The shopkeeper took the silver and gave the pearl flower to the old woman.
The old woman looked at Jia Lian carefully." May I ask what is this young master's name? Where do you live? Our Qin family will definitely return the silver to you.”
When Jia Lian learned that the Qin family lived nearby, he took out a fan and fanned himself a few times." My surname is Jia…" Seeing the words " transfer " written on the board in the shopkeeper's hand, he immediately decided," Maybe in a few days, this shop will be mine!" In the future, I hope your Young Miss will patronize me more!”
"What?" This time, it was the shopkeeper's turn to be surprised.
Jia Lian had his own reasons for doing so. Since the outer city was open, this place was even more open! Moreover, she was here!
After sending off the Qin Family's old woman whose eyes were suffused with deep meaning, Jia Lian then had a good discussion with the shopkeeper.
It turned out that this shop was actually the property of the Xue family in Jinling. Because the master had passed away and the old master was young and inexperienced, several places had been cut off. There was no time to raise funds, so he only ordered the Chengju to sell part of the property at a low price to maintain it.
It was really a family entering a family!
After a round of bargaining, Jia Lian went from five thousand taels to two thousand taels. He accepted the house and the goods together.
With such a master and manager, how long could the Xue family last even if they had a million dollars?
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