The old man bowed his head and commanded succinctly, "Come with me!"

Jinxiu untied her cloak and followed the old man towards the small door next to the shop. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Jinxiu raised her head from under the porch, she was a little stunned!

Compared to the sophistication of the storefront, this backyard can be described as a unique cave.

I saw that there were patches of bamboo forests in front of me, and there were many people walking around drying oil paper. Everyone is smiling, walking leisurely, a pole to dry the oil paper, dancing with the wind, here the high wall compound, if no one deliberately climbs the wall to see, no one will know the mystery here.

The old man stood aside and watched Jinxiu from the initial astonishment to the later appreciation, rubbing his jaw with interest, but only touched a piece of skin, frowned slightly unaccustomedly, and could only put down his hand.

After taking a few steps forward, he saw Jinxiu following behind him, so he enlarged his steps, and finally stood in front of a rod of nearly white oiled paper, raised his head and signaled, and then stood aside with his hands behind his back, "Is it agreeable?"

Jinxiu stepped forward and owed to the old man, then he stretched out his hand and pinched the oil paper, rubbed it carefully with his palm, and nodded to the old man for a while, "Very agreeable." I don't know how much it costs?"

The old man glanced at Jinxiu, turned around and left, Jinxiu shook his head helplessly, raised his heels, this old man is too arrogant, oh, by the way, he is still a facial paralysis and cherishes words like gold.

The old man went back to the front yard, holding the delicate gold abacus crackling and calculating, Jinxiu looked at it with interest, and felt a little nostalgic, this abacus has not been touched for many years.

"A total of ten taels and seven dollars, and I will charge you ten taels. The old man looked up at the itchy female doll he was staring at and spoke.

"Okay!" Jinxiu smiled and took out a silver ingot of ten taels from the money bag on his waist, looking unsuspecting.

"This kind of oiled paper is not the best, but it is very strong, and it meets your requirements. One foot and three wen, you buy more and you are cheaper," the old man saw that Jinxiu didn't ask, he paid the silver directly, frowned slightly and explained, but saw that the female doll's eyes lit up a little more, the old man was a little puzzled, and he didn't say anything more.

"I can trust you, shopkeeper!" Jinxiu just said lightly and brought what he did.

"Wait a minute!" the old man raised his eyebrows and coughed pretendically, and turned around and went to the backyard with a solemn face.

Splendid Shi Shiran found a stool and sat down, dragging his chin to quietly admire the various oil-paper umbrellas in the store, with a variety of patterns.

Gorgeous as a peony, elegant as a fairy, as beautiful as a small jasper, and as reserved as a lady, dazzling to see the splendor, I finally got off the chair and picked up a red umbrella. The rosewood is the bone, the umbrella surface is red, there is no painting on it, and the brocade is carefully rubbed with the belly, and it is estimated that it has not had time to paint.

"Put it here!" but the old man's voice came from behind him, followed by a few young men carrying oiled paper, and under the old man's instructions, the bundles of oiled paper were placed on the ground.

Jinxiu looked at the stack of oil paper on the ground and was a little annoyed, she came on horseback, but she heard the old man say, "Let Xiao Liu'er send it back to you!"

Jinxiu smiled and bent her eyes, and immediately kicked her nose on her face, "Uncle, I want to buy this umbrella!"

When the old man heard this, he seemed to be choked, looked at the paper umbrella and then at the splendid "This umbrella is not finished!"