Walking into the gate, passing through the nine-curved corridor, bypassing the circular arch, and coming to the backyard of another building, Luo Qinian knew that the original Hongyuan Restaurant was not a lonely building, but a pavilion pavilion and pavilion that were connected continuously, with cornices and corners, and a simple atmosphere. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Luo Qinian pinched her fingers and estimated that her money might not be enough to buy the entire restaurant.

While they were worried, Shopkeeper Liao took them to the side room on the second floor.

The decoration of the wing room is simple and clear at a glance, but it gives people a very comfortable feeling, so that tired people unconsciously relax.

"Your owner must be a wonderful person. ”

Liao Zhen smiled: "It's not only wonderful, it's also weird." ”

"Oh?" Luo Qinian was a little interested, but now was not the time to talk, so he asked straight to the point: "Can the shopkeeper call the shots?"

Liao Zhenming made a pot of tea, he picked up the teacup and drank before he said slowly: "How much is Madam going to open?"

Luo Qinian's eyes rolled and said with a smile: "Shouldn't I be in charge of the store's pricing, and then I should bargain?"

"Hahahaha," Liao Zhen was amused by her quirky appearance: "One price, ten thousand taels, gold." ”

Luo Qinian gasped and said, "Shopkeeper, you are playing with me." ”

Father Han was also frightened by this sky-high price, and pulled Luo Qinian's sleeve and said, "Don't plate this house." ”

Luo Qinian frowned, his eyes wandered in the wings, the location of this restaurant is very good: it is in the most lively place in the market, with a large flow of people, and there are no customers. The interior decoration is also good, and the elegance and vulgarity admired by the literati and scholars are similar. Poor porters can order cheap and filling steamed buns without psychological pressure, and wealthy businessmen can come and enjoy the delicacies and wines of the mountains and seas.

Tangled.

However, it is not worth as much as 10,000 taels of gold, and 10,000 taels of silver is almost the same. The price of goods in Qinghe Town is low, and the corresponding consumption level is also low.

"Ten thousand taels, silver. ”

There was a loud sound, and the shopkeeper Liao almost squirted out a mouthful of tea. He hurriedly took out a brocade and wiped it, "Mrs. Han will play with me." ”

Father Han was also shocked, and secretly thought that he couldn't get 10,000 taels at home.

Luo Qinian gave him a reassuring look, turned his head to Shopkeeper Liao and added with a smile: "Ten thousand taels of silver, including the table and chairs in the store." Of course, the valuable ones are not counted. ”

Liao Zhen came back to his senses and began to appreciate her shrewdness a little.

"Ten thousand taels of silver, too little. ”

Luo Qinian shook his head, "Ten thousand taels, your owner still has something to earn." ”

"First of all, the land of the houses in the town is ten taels per acre, and the restaurant covers an area of no more than five acres, which is considered fifty taels; secondly, the building materials are only made of local habitual burnt bricks and pine, and the materials are not more than three thousand taels. The tables and chairs in the house are mostly cypress, and eight hundred taels are enough. My father-in-law has cooperated with you, and I am impatient to bargain, so I sold 10,000 taels. ”

"Madame, good eyesight. Liao Zhen praised, he has seen a lot of powerful cunning people in the shopping mall for many years, including many women, but it is rare to be so smart.

When the proprietor left, he left a message, and if anyone asked about the building, he would pay 10,000 taels of silver that was pleasing to the eye. He only tested them before he said ten thousand taels of gold.

His tone was praised, as well as compromised, and Luo Qinian's eyes widened and shone with joy, "So, become a family?"

"Deal!"

Liao Zhen was refreshed, walked to the desk and splashed ink, and wrote three transfer letters in three or two clicks.

Luo Qinian looked at it and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper's boldness, I don't know if you can wait for me for a while?"

"Madame, please. ”

Few people carried a huge amount of property of 10,000 taels with him, and he thought that Luo Qinian was going to the money bank to withdraw money.

Out of the door of the restaurant, Father Han was dizzy and nervously asked: "Old man, our family doesn't have 10,000 taels of silver, I don't know if there is 1,000 taels, you have negotiated with others and there is no money to pay, what should I do?" ”

The old man's face was full of worry and anxiety.

Luo Qinian smiled: "Dad, don't worry, the mountain people have their own clever plans." ”

"When, and still in the mood to joke. ”

"No kidding, Dad is coming with me. ”

Their ox cart had already been arranged by the shopkeeper, so they didn't have to worry about it, they walked up the street and stopped at the "Yuanlai" garment store in a blink of an eye.

The shop not only sells a variety of ready-to-wear for men and women, but also sells accessories such as shoes, socks, handkerchiefs, and folding fans. Therefore, the store not only recruits embroidery girls, but also collects all kinds of embroidery work. Luo Qi's purpose here is to sell embroidery.

"Everyone, do you want to buy clothes?" Father Han was slightly dissatisfied, and now the money in the restaurant has not yet been settled.

Luo Qinian smiled and shook his head: "Yes, it's time for my father and mother to add autumn clothes, but let's talk about buying clothes later." With that, he strode into the store.

Father Han was confused, so he had to follow her in.

"What is the need, lady?" said the young man, a sweet-mouthed and innocent young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Luo Qinian smiled: "I want to see your shopkeeper." ”

"I don't know how Madame's embroidery skills are?"

Luo Qinian took out a boxy brocade handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, with dark blue cocoon silk as the base and an elegant cold orchid rusted on it.

His eyes lit up, and he carefully held Jinpa with both hands: "Madam, please wait a moment." ”

Luo Qinian knows embroidery, and he can't make a lot of money selling embroidery all year round, but an embroidered handkerchief sells for 10,000 taels, and Han's father disagrees.

Luo Qinian saw the confusion in his old man's eyes, and explained with a smile: "Dad, Jinpa is not worth anything. ”

"And what are you doing here?"

Luo Qinian whispered: "Double-sided embroidery." ”

"Is that worth it?"

"Uh-huh. ”

Han's father looked at her with small eyes, as if to say, double-sided embroidery is so profitable, why don't you take it out earlier. In the blink of an eye, men have the responsibility to support women, and the little dissatisfaction in his heart quickly disappeared.

Soon, the guy came out and bowed his head to Luo Qinian very respectfully: "Madam, our shopkeeper is invited." ”

"There is labor. ”

The back wing room is not as elegant as the storefront, the whole is mainly red, orange, yellow, orange and green, how cheesy how to come. Luo Qinian blinked, and it took a while to get used to it.

"You embroidered it?"

Luo Qinian looked at the call and saw a middle-aged man with dark skin and a little rich sitting behind the desk, hooking the piece of brocade with the index finger of his right hand, and asked with a ruffian smile.

It's a good disobedience...... His age and facial expressions are out of place.

Luo Qinian hurriedly lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes." ”

"You, would you like to come to us to be an embroiderer, and the salary is up to you. ”

Luo Qinian hooked his lips and smiled: "I don't want to." ”

The "middle-aged" man didn't force it, he threw the brocade handkerchief casually, supported his jaw with his left hand, and tapped lightly on the table with his right hand, looking very bored.

Luo Qinian sneered, took out another embroidered handkerchief and handed it to him. This embroidered handkerchief is based on pure white Hangchou, with a colorful fall on one side and a cat fluttering butterflies on the other. The stitches are fine, the colors are bold, and the patterns are novel and chic.

"This-" The "middle-aged" man gasped: "How much?"

"Ten thousand taels of silver. ”