In the shop.

Hearing the high price of one hundred taels to buy the yellow-brown ovoid thing, Wang Yuncang, Xu Jiang, Jobs, Wang Dalang and others all looked at it in astonishment.

They had an idea with Wang Chen, what broken thing is worth a hundred taels of silver?

The old man was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "That is, one hundred taels, I will sell it, what about the money?"

"There's no hurry. The woman in red makeup walked slowly to the counter with the support of the maid, gently rubbed a little powder of the thing with her hand, put it under her nose and sniffed it lightly, and then raised her head and asked, "Where did this thing come from?"

The old man sighed, "My old cattle on the farmland died of illness a while ago, and the old man originally wanted to get some beef to return to his original cost and buy another cow, but he never thought that he would find this thing in its stomach." ”

Slowly.

In the belly of the old scalper?

Wang Chen's breath tightened, could it be that such a big yellow-brown thing is...... Bezoar?

Just as she wanted to speak, the red-makeup woman asked again, "Found near the ox gall?"

The old man was surprised: "How do you know?"

The woman in red makeup smiled lightly and didn't answer, but looked sideways at Wang Chen, "Prince Wang, pay for it." ”

Wang Chen, who was still unhappy, nodded busily at the moment, and took out the silver taels and copper coins that the girl in the Qinglou had bought from the counter drawer and gave them to the old man.

The old man counted the money and went away happily.

As soon as the people left, Wang Chen carefully tied the cloth bag and put it aside, and after doing this, he looked at the woman with red makeup and thanked, "Thank you, girl." ”

"No thanks, no thanks. The red-makeup woman bowed slightly, "The concubine is rough in pharmacology, seeing such a big ugly treasure, I think I have two catties left, if Wang Gongzi misses it, it is a pity, so I said bluntly, but it was Meng Lang." ”

"No, no, it's too late to thank you. Receiving a large piece of bezoar, Wang Chen was in a good mood, beckoning the red-makeup woman and the maid to sit down, while asking Cuihua and Qiongqiong to bring tea and water, and finally asked: "I don't know the girl's surname?"

At the small round table.

The woman in red makeup had just picked up the teacup and was drinking, but she couldn't answer immediately.

On the contrary, the maid next to her pouted and said: "Wang Yanei, you noble people are so forgetful, I met you yesterday, and today I don't know who my girl is?"

Yesterday?

Have I seen you?

Wang Chen just wanted to say something, and suddenly thought of the scene of Wanhualou last night, he took a closer look, eh, this girl is very familiar, isn't it the girl who stood on the railing on the second floor for what Qihong girl asked?

Then the identity of this red-makeup woman is about to come out!

Could it be that she is the top brand of Wanhualou Liu Qihong girl?

Thinking that he ran away after pretending to be forced last night, and being chased by someone today, Wang Chen was a little embarrassed and said, "Miss Qihong?"

The woman with red makeup put down the teacup and said with a smile: "It's the concubine." Then he teased, "Yesterday, you turned around and ran, almost making me a laughing stock in Tongzhou City." ”

The maid was not very satisfied and said: "My Qihong girl has not seen anyone smash a thousand taels of silver, let you bypass the tea circle to save money, you actually caused her to lose face, hum." ”

It's true that my own approach is not very kind.

At that time, Wang Chen never thought that he would have a second meeting with Liu Qihong, generally speaking, what would he apologize to strangers? But now that people are chasing after him to hold him accountable, he helped himself take down a large piece of bezoar just now, thinking about what he did yesterday, it is really embarrassing.

Wang Chen smiled dryly: "Forgive sins, forgive sins." ”

"Yun'er, don't be rude. Liu Qihong raised his hand and said, "Prince Wang, the concubine came to ask for something today. ”

As soon as someone helped him, Wang Chen couldn't refuse, so he said, "What's the matter?" as long as I can help. ”

Liu Qihong took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it over.

Wang Chen didn't know why, so he took it and opened it to see, there were a few lines of beautiful block letters, which were very good-looking.

The first is the name of the word brand, and the three words of love butterfly flower.

Wang Chen was a little puzzled, and glanced at Liu Qihong, "Miss Qihong, who are you?"

Liu Qihong got up, bowed slightly, and said, "I want the prince to make a payment and let the concubine frame this word for collection." ”

Speaking of writing, Wang Chen was a little weak-hearted, after all, he didn't know traditional characters, but people begged to come to the door and helped, so he had to agree: "Okay, you wait, I'll let people go and get the four treasures of the study." ”

With that, he got up and walked to the counter.

Wang Chen remembered that Wang Yuncang once said that he had studied private school for a few years, so he leaned over and said in a low voice: "Brother Yuncang, how do you write the word Wang Chen?"

Wang Yuncang was stunned, "You won't?"

Wang Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Will I still ask you?"

Wang Yuncang: "......" said that he was a talented man in Tongzhou, but he couldn't even write his own name? He was loyal to Wang Chen, and he categorically couldn't say this kind of thing, so he directly picked up the brush and wrote the word "Wang Chen" on the paper.

Wang Chen looked at it, it was a simplified Chinese character.

Now he was relieved, coughed, picked up the pen and ink inkstone and returned to the small round table.

"I'm grinding ink for my son. Liu Qihong stood up and gently stroked the yarn sleeves and began to grind the ink.

An indifferent body fragrance came to his nose, Wang Chen, who had just sat down and picked up the brush, couldn't help but sniff, it smelled good, seeing that the maid and Liu Qihong seemed to have the idea of his own action, he covered it up and said: "Hehe, you give me a feeling of adding fragrance to my red sleeves like this." ”

"Red sleeves add fragrance?" Liu Qihong paused, and doubts appeared in his autumn-like eyes.

The allusion of red sleeves and incense comes from a poem, called "Queqiao Immortal, Send Lu Mian Dao to Changle", Wang Chen memorized it when he was in school, and now remembers it, and asked rhetorically: "Haven't you heard: 'Leave flowers and green curtains, add fragrance and red sleeves, and often hate Changchun shallow.'" The south wind blows the wine and the jade rainbow turns, and then he can't bear to listen to it, and the sound of the strings is broken. Take the Luan Bao fan, Ling Bo micro step, good in the Qingchi Liang Pavilion. Zhirao Shu and Lychee came, and asked the slender hand, who passed the word "Ice Bowl?"

"I haven't heard of it. Liu Qihong shook her head truthfully, then showed contemplation, and muttered: "Ask the slender hand, who passed the ice bowl? ”

Wang Chen didn't think much about it, after all, it is impossible for everyone to remember the ancient poems, he thought that Liu Qihong had really not heard of it, and he didn't think that the word came from the Song Dynasty lyricist Zhao Yanduan, you must know that Zhao Yanduan has not been born yet!

Liu Qihong suddenly blushed slightly and said: "Wang Gongzi, can the word "Red Sleeves Add Fragrance" be given to the concubine?" She was afraid that Wang Chen would refuse, so she hurriedly added, "The concubine will never ask for your words in vain......" She looked around, and then said: "When I first entered the door, I saw that your shop purchased precious medicinal materials at a high price, and it happened that the concubine was familiar with pharmacology, otherwise, I would come here every afternoon to sit in the hall for an hour, and how about checking the medicinal materials for you, and I would be paid?"

There is indeed a lack of people who understand pharmacology in the store, just now Liu Qihong saw the bezoar at a glance, Wang Chen knew that she knew a little about pharmacology, but the top card of Wanhualou, how embarrassed was she, "No need, the words will be given to you, and you don't have to sit in the hall to collect medicinal materials." ”

Who knew that the maid Yun'er was not happy, and snorted: "You don't know how to be polite, what kind of character is my Qihong girl......?

"Yun'er, shut up!" Liu Qihong frowned and scolded.

Yun'er muttered and stopped talking.

However, Wang Chen heard it, if he guessed correctly, Liu Qihong should be the daughter or granddaughter of the imperial doctor of one of the five dynasties and ten countries, and then that country was defeated, and many officials' daughters were captured and sent to the Qinglou, Liu Qihong was one of them, this kind of thing was very common in ancient times.

No wonder.

Dude said how do you understand pharmacology.

It turned out to be a descendant of the Taiyi family.

To tell the truth, hearing Liu Qihong's background, Wang Chen's heart was pounding, he really wanted this woman to sit in the hall for himself to collect medicinal materials, there was a shortage of talents in the store, but he still pretended to be forced in his mouth: "Oh, Miss Qihong, how embarrassed am I to let you ......"

Before she finished speaking, Liu Qihong said resolutely: "If the prince doesn't allow it, don't want this concubine." ”

Wang Chen was happy in his heart, you asked for it yourself, buddy didn't force you, he faked the money three times, pretended to be very reluctant, and said: "Since the girl likes this poem very much, I ...... How can I not say yes?"

After that, Wang Chen, who was in a good mood, lifted the brush and dipped the ink, and Long Feifeng Wu wrote two ...... Two...... Well, ghost drawings. Who the knows how to write with a brush?

Sure enough, when he finished writing, the maid's eyes darkened and said, "Wang...... Wang Gongzi, you ...... Your word ......"

Wang Chen was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

"Good!"

Unexpectedly, Liu Qihong clapped his hands lightly and said seriously: "Wang Gongzi's handwriting is strong and powerful, and the strokes are like iron and silver hooks, as smooth as flowing clouds, and his attainments are extraordinary!"

Wang Chen's face was blushing from the praise, and he didn't know how many pounds and taels he had? Miss Qihong, do you really know how to talk nonsense with your eyes open? Okay, praise is good, buddy likes people like you who tell the truth.

Blushing and blushing, Wang Chen still enjoyed being praised by others, and laughed with Liu Qihong a few words.

Liu Qihong took the opportunity to say that she would "go to work" on the first day of today, and she would go directly to half a day.

Wang Chen definitely has no opinion on this, but he always feels that Liu Qihong has ulterior motives.

It is true that Liu Qihong does have ulterior motives for him.

Last night, she hid behind the screen, and was shocked when she heard Wang Chen's earth-shattering song "Butterfly Love Flower", the ancient prostitutes did not love gold taels, and the most admired were talented people, and she couldn't help but have a love for Wang Chen after listening to it.

It's just that Liu Qihong is different from other Qinglou girls who heard about "Butterfly Loves Flowers", she didn't come to the door directly, but waited quietly for a long time, wanting to see how Wang Chen dealt with those Qinglou girls.

Why didn't she come early or late, but when the old man was selling bezoars?

Because this old man is an "actor" she paid for, and the bezoar was also purchased by her with a lot of money, the purpose is to get close to Wang Chen, a great talent who is "full of wealth".

However, what made Liu Qihong unexpectedly happy was that when she came here, she heard that the "great talent" made a poem on the spot, and seemed to give her the name of "red sleeves and fragrance", and admired Wang Chen even more, and tried every means to stay and have more contact.

This is the drama of staying in the hall to buy medicinal materials.

I have to say that the famous prostitutes in ancient Qinglou are not ordinary people, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, knowledgeable, not to mention, and their scheming is still very deep.

Here, the two are talking and laughing.

Liu Qihong reads poetry and books, and all kinds of small stories come at her fingertips.

Wang Chen lives in the era of the information explosion, even if he is not rich in experience, he still has endless jokes.

For a while, Wang Ji laughed again and again.

……

The other side.

Closed Moon Building.

Miss Zhang Yuexi had just finished taking a shower with the shower gel that Wang Ji bought, changed into clean clothes and walked out.

The mother of the closed moon building ran in from outside, and said with a smile: "Good daughter, today you can see the talented Wang Chen Wang Yanei? Let me tell you, if you can let him compose a song equivalent to "Butterfly Love Flower" for you, you will definitely be worth twice as much!"

Zhang Yuexi sighed slightly, shook her head and said: "How can it be so easy, the other girls in the building have gone today, and Wang Xianggong doesn't seem to eat the fireworks in the world, although I have met, but ...... Alas. ”

"It's okay, let's make persistent efforts, I want to find a way to create a chance encounter for you, with the appearance and figure of our Yuexi girl, are you afraid that Wang Yanei will not take the bait?" ”

"Body fragrance?" Zhang Yuexi smiled and pointed to the lavender-scented shower gel next to her, "I used this thing to bathe and only have this smell on my body." ”

My mother's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly picked up the shower gel and smelled it a few times, and hurriedly said: "Where is this thing sold? "Generally, there is only one real girl in the Qinglou, and the girl she said in her mouth is a wine accompaniment, not a geisha like Zhang Yuexi.

Zhang Yuexi blinked and said, "Wang Ji bought it." ”

Mom couldn't wait to say, "I'll ask people to buy some more." ”

Zhang Yuexi grabbed her, "Mom, Wang Ji has a lot of magical things, not just shower gel." As she spoke, she picked up toothpaste, toothbrush, facial cleanser, auntie towel and other things.

Anyway.

Zhang Yuexi shyly took out a condom from the bag again, "Wang...... Wang Xianggong said, this thing can prevent pregnancy and prevent disease, although we don't do a skin and meat business in the building, but there are always sisters who are favored by dignitaries and nobles to serve for a night or two, you see......"

My mother had long been overjoyed by Wang Ji's things, and felt that she had found a shortcut to improve the business of the closed moon building, and when she heard that the condom was so magical, she immediately said: "I'll go to Wang Ji and buy all these things in person!"

She hurried away.

Meanwhile.

A similar scene is happening in other green buildings in Tongzhou.

For example, the Begonia Building.

Miss Lin Xinyi came back from shopping, and the maid who was waiting for her came to the eldest aunt, and she had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and took out an aunt's towel for the maid to try first, and then asked how it was.

Underwear has been invented in the Tang Dynasty, and it was popularized in the Song Dynasty, especially when women came to menstruate, they basically wore underwear pads and wrapped in cloth to wrap the "sanitary strip" of plant ash.

The maid tried to use it, and then Daxi told Miss Lin Xinyi that it was more than a hundred times more comfortable than the things that were padded before.

Now it's okay, my aunt's towel is also on fire!

Or that Wang Ji's goods are all on fire in the Qinglou, completely on fire!

What does the ancient Qinglou represent?

That's a trend!

If something is on fire in the Qinglou, then it will spread in all directions in a very short time!

It can be said that Wang Chen's poem did not attract the favor of the Qinglou woman, but gave "Wang Ji" an advertisement for an "all-star" lineup!

……

A teahouse.

Cheng Liang Yin and Shen Anbang returned from a tour with more than a dozen readers.

They were a little tired from playing.

Especially Cheng Liangyin, sweating profusely, he couldn't wait for tea, he instinctively wanted to touch his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, suddenly, he thought of something in his mind, and immediately pulled out his hand that had been inserted into the bag, but took out a box of toilet paper from the burden unhurriedly.

In order to attract the eye.

He coughed heavily, and then put the paper on the table.

A short scholar noticed it and asked, "Brother Cheng, what is this?"

"Pumping paper. Cheng Liangyin replied very concisely, just with a faint taste of pretending.

Another fat man was curious: "Draw paper, you want to write?"

Cheng Liangyin waved his hand, took out a tissue from it, and wiped it slowly on his face, as if he was afraid that everyone would not be able to see it, and replied, "No, it's just to wipe the sweat." ”

"Wipe your sweat with paper? You are willing to do it, a stack of paper is a few pennies. Another skinny monkey reader quipped.

Cheng Liang Yin just wanted to pretend to be forced, but Shen Anbang had already taken over and sneered, "How much money?"

Everyone didn't know what was wrong with him, and they all frowned.

Shen Anbang shook his head and sighed: "You don't know, Brother Cheng just wiped the sweat for a piece of paper for two pennies!"

"My Confucius!"

"What are you talking about?

"It's made of gold, it's too extravagant!"

The crowd found it a little hard to accept.

Cheng Liangyin finally had a chance to pretend to be forced, he learned Wang Chen's tone in the morning and said: "We people who read the books of sages, how can we say that luxury is not extravagant? Clean the skin, in order to calm down and learn Confucianism, increase knowledge, the feeling of wiping your face with paper, you will not know, but fortunately, Brother Shen and I are people, Wang Chen, the author of "Butterfly Loves Flowers", reluctantly gave us both a box, and it was gone when it was used up, he said, only people with status are worthy of wiping sweat with paper. ”

I won't talk about it later.

It probably means to take the opportunity to show that he has a high status in the rivers and lakes.

When everyone heard it, they were all unconvinced, as the saying goes, there is no first martial arts and no second, you can use it as Liang Yin, why can't we use it?

Next, all the readers in the tea bureau were absent-minded.

After a few words, they broke up.

When the gang dispersed, these scholars rushed to Wang Ji at a fast speed, some of the rich bought a few more boxes, and those who had no money gritted their teeth and tightened their belts to buy a box.

Subsequently, they learned that Cheng Liang Yin was like Shen Anbang, and when they met an acquaintance, they pretended to be forced around.

Half a day.

One of the most frequently asked questions among the scholars in the entire Tongzhou City was:

"Have you ever used two pennies a piece of sweat paper?"

Pumping paper is on fire!

It seems that in an instant, it has become a must-have skin cleansing product for readers.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that it doesn't matter if there is this thing or not, but people, there is always a heart to pretend to be forced, today you and I pretended to be forced, I have to double it with others and pretend to come back, otherwise how faceless?

……

Wang Ji.

Wang Chen, who didn't know what was going on, was still talking and laughing with Liu Qihong.

They talked all over the world, and there was a feeling that they hated to see each other late.

It was about three o'clock in the afternoon.

The flow of people in the shop suddenly increased.

On weekdays, there are only a dozen staff members, but at this time, there are waves of people.

Girls with flowers.

A scholar with a folding fan in a green shirt.

When they came in, they waved copper coins and silver to buy goods.

Especially the girls, their money is not like money, rushing to buy Wang Ji's shower gel, facial cleanser and the like.

No, there is also a woman in her thirties who has talked about business with Wang Yuncang.

"Shopkeeper, what kind of condoms are for me with 300, can it be cheaper?"

"This can't work, the price of things on our side is clearly marked, and not a penny can be cheap. ”

"Really?"

"No, I can't. ”

"Well, and shower gel and facial cleanser...... Give me ten sets of menstrual towels. ”

"Okay. ”

One after the other.

Wang Kee's business is booming!

Even Wang Chen, who was chatting happily with Liu Qihong on the side, was stunned.

What's the situation?

We're a luxury store here, so shouldn't you use your money?

But it turned out to be so!

There were even a few who came late, and when they heard Wang Yuncang say that the goods had been sold out, they were all disappointed.

Wang Chen was a little dumbfounded,, everything was sold out?

It's only been an afternoon!

You must know that after the squires and rich men have delivered their things, there are about 200 sets of things left in the store.

He was originally going to go back to the modern society tonight, but now he feels that he can't go back anymore.

It was about five o'clock in the afternoon.

Liu Qihong stood up and was about to leave, "Prince Wang, the concubine is ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a majestic voice, "Who is your shopkeeper?"

Wang Yuncang, who had been busy behind the counter for an afternoon, waved his hand impatiently, "The things are sold out, there are no more, if you want it again, come back in a few days." ”

Wang Chen looked sideways, it was a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man with muscles, carrying a bag of unknown things in his hand.

The big man smiled and said: "No, I'm not going to buy something, shopkeeper, I see that it is written outside your shop to collect precious medicinal materials at a high price, and it just so happens that I have one in my hand, you palm your eyes, see how much it is worth?"

Hearing that it was a medicinal material, Wang Yuncang shouted directly at Wang Chen: "Mr. Wang, looking for you." ”

Dahan looked over.

Wang Chen beckoned, "Take it and I'll take a look." ”

Liu Qihong didn't leave either, and sat back in the chair.

The big man stepped forward in three steps as two steps, and pulled out a fluffy brown ball from the cloth bag.

As soon as the things were taken out, a foul smell suddenly spread through the shop.

Wang Chen almost vomited, and said in his heart, Nima, what kind of thing stinks?

However, when he turned his head to look at Liu Qihong, he found that Liu Qihong was happy.

What kind of treasure is it?