She was stunned for a moment, and the man stared at her with burning eyes.

She snapped into action. Hey, isn't this the man from another country who just couldn't think of eyeing her on the side of the road?

"Mademoiselle, may you let me take a closer look at this hairpin?" asked the man politely.

She hurriedly withdrew her hand and smiled a little awkwardly: "Childe, please." ”

Zhuang Qin looked at her with some curiosity, and then at the son of another country, on such a day, it is not difficult to think that this man is coming for her. Only then did Zhuang Qin notice that she was dressed like a young lady who had not left the cabinet, and he was also sad that this son had misunderstood. Zhuang Qin glanced at her with some reproach, but his eyes were more playful.

Noticing Zhuang Qin's gaze, she shook her head helplessly. This is really a falling flower, deliberately flowing and ruthless. Let's not talk about how he, a beautiful son, fell in love with her. She just heard that the streets have been so busy lately, and she just wants to come out and join in the fun. Even if her marriage is in name only, she will never go out of the wall, and she still has this bit of courtesy, righteousness and shame.

The boy carefully played with the wooden hairpin in his hand, and actually said a word, "This hairpin is from the hand of this master?" Zhuang Qin nodded, "Wonderful! Wonderful! It's just ordinary pine, but it is ingenious, dyed with sandalwood, not to mention the aroma of sandalwood, and it actually makes this feel like a high-quality mahogany." Even the carving on this is extraordinary. Good intentions, good craftsmanship!"

Zhuang Qin is a little wooden, and this son seems to be an expert, so he is praised like this, and he can't help but be blushing and very useful.

After praising Zhuang Qin, he said: "First, I will look at the wooden hairpin on the young lady's head. Saying that, the boy naturally approached her a little, and fanned lightly with his other hand, smelling the aroma of the hairpin on the back of her head, "The wooden hairpin on the young lady's head is also from the hand of the same master in this glazed pavilion, right?"

She was a little uncomfortable when he approached suddenly, but when she heard him say this, her heart was much more relaxed. It turned out that this son took a fancy to the wooden hairpin behind her head. Hey, so, she's still being amorous. With her guard in her heart, she replied with a smile: "Childe has good eyesight, the wooden hairpin on my head is of the same texture, and it is indeed from Brother Zhuang's hand." ”

When the boy heard her say this, he suddenly frowned, and said, "No, it seems to be a little different." Miss, can you borrow the hairpin at the back of your head for the next look?"

His request was a bit rude. But her hairstyle today is already long and loose, and the back of her head is lightly tied with this wooden hairpin, which is only used for decoration. If she were to remove the hairpin in public, she would not mess up her hair and lose her etiquette. Moreover, his eyes were serious, and he was only eager to distinguish the difference between the back of her head and the hairpin in his hand, not to be offensive, but to make her feel that he was straightforward. So, she casually took off the hairpin at the back of her head, handed it to him, and said, "Huh." ”

"Thank you, Miss. He thanked him, and lowered his head to carefully compare the two hairpins in his hand. During this period, I put both on the tip of my nose and sniffed them carefully. After a while, the boy exclaimed again and asked Zhuang Qindao: "May I also ask this master, this hairpin is made of live pine wood that has been dyed by the incense in the temple all the year round?"

Wow!

She couldn't help but reply, "Yes!"

The speculation was confirmed, and the child's face showed a little smugness, and more, he cherished the wooden hairpin with his fingers for a moment, and sighed: "It's hard to meet it." ”

She suddenly became interested, and it was also for Zhuang Qin's goodness, and asked, "This son is an expert." I don't know how much this wooden hairpin is worth?

The boy replied without thinking: "This wooden hairpin is hard to find." Then he pondered for a moment, and continued, "These are a few. With the master's good craftsmanship alone, and with the name of the glazed pavilion, the carving on this head can be worth fifty to one hundred taels of silver. It's a pity that although the wood used in these hairpins is intentional, the craftsmanship is not exquisite enough, and it is thought that it is obtained by dyeing the kiln for more than a month. Although it is dyed with sandalwood incense for a while, unless it continues to be dyed with sandalwood every day and treasured in the brocade box, if it is worn daily, it will not be lost for more than a month, and the fragrance will be dissipated. In the end, it's just an ordinary pine texture, and it's not worth a lot of money. But at the moment, it is the only one, and with this novelty, it can also be priced at more than 100 taels. ”

She and Zhuang Qin glanced at each other, and the latter was a little overjoyed in his eyes. The two of them were even more sure that this prince of another country was an expert in this area, so the price he gave should be very reasonable. Not to mention that he finally set the price of these wooden hairpins at more than 100 taels, just the carving work he praised Zhuang Qin before was worth 100 taels, which was enough for Zhuang Qin to be happy.

To put it bluntly, Zhuang Qin is now working for Crimson in Liuli Pavilion, and he is not well-known, and he is not a famous craftsman. For example, his craft is not bad, and he works hard, but there are more craftsmen who are not famous, and everyone just treats it as a job to support their families. It doesn't matter how much their works sell, as long as the boss gives them enough money every month. The money of that month was more than a few taels of silver, and as little as sixty or seventy copper coins. This is the salary level of ordinary people, and it is not considered that the boss treats them harshly.

But the famous craftsman is different. Often, there are people who take the initiative to find the best materials and ask famous craftsmen to carve them. It depends on whether the famous craftsman agrees. If you agree, you will naturally give a generous thank you gift. Even if a well-known craftsman only accepts this order a year, it is enough for ordinary craftsmen to work hard for several years or even decades.

Crimson is not thin on Zhuang Qin, except for giving Zhuang Qin a fixed monthly salary of one or two lines of silver, all Zhuang Qin's works are sold, and the income is also divided in half by the two. The two of them are concubines, to put it bluntly, Crimson is a Zhuang Qin person sooner or later, and this Liuli Pavilion is not Zhuang Qin's. But Zhuang Qin is an ambitious man and is not satisfied with this. Even if Crimson has a hearty temperament, it is not easy for her to pierce the last layer of window paper between the two. But Zhuang Qin still feels that he is not worthy of crimson. It's good now, this son's auspicious words have given Zhuang Qin's confidence that his success is just around the corner. He is also good that the big red sedan chair will officially marry Jiang Hong home as soon as possible. Looking at the future, these hairy boys dare to be so attentive to Crimson!

"I still don't know the son's name?" Zhuang Qin asked the nobleman very politely.

"Under the surname Liang, a single name and a pile word, Muzhuang pile, is a timber merchant of the subordinate Liang State to the east of the capital of Chongyang State. This master is surnamed Zhuang? You and I have a homonym in our name, and it is also fateful. Liang Zhu clasped his hands and smiled.