In the past few days, Zhengrong has been busy with his feet not touching the ground, but Bauhinia can't come to Pingdu, and Zhengrong has no helper, so he has to do everything himself. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The decoration of the store has been very troublesome because of the material problem, especially the lighting problem, the shop is 120 square meters, and the windows are open to six, but how can this carved window be compared with the modern glass window? Even with the clear paper, the room was still dark.

You can't always light the house with a lamp, not to mention the cost of oil, if the flour in this room is chose, it is estimated that even a few shops around it will be blown up.

Zijing looked at Zheng Rong's sad face and asked her what was wrong. The bitter water in the stomach touched the vent and poured out at once.

After listening to Zhengrong's complaints, Zijing was very puzzled, "Why didn't you open a skylight when such a large house was built?" ”

Zheng Rong suddenly realized, I can't complain that the rent is so cheap, it turns out that there is such a flaw! Gotta open a skylight for ourselves!

I entrusted the village chief, found a craftsman, opened the skylight on the roof, the sun shone in, and the house lit up at once, Zhengrong nodded with satisfaction.

Only then did I go to a custom plaque shop on East Street, told the store that the plaque was written with Bran Wheat Hall, and asked for block letters, and took out the rubbing given by Song Zizhou from his sleeve pocket, and asked the store to engrave it on the corner of the plaque. This store is also a sincere person, and promised to take the plaque two days later, and then pay the silver.

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The village chief has not been able to come to Zhengrong to take a look these days because of the affairs in the village, but he is worried that this little girl is not safe enough to do things.

As soon as one foot entered the store, my eyes lit up, the windows of the square pattern were painted with red paint, pasted with bright paper, the skylight was opened on the roof, the sun poured down, the house was instantly brightened, and the bluestone strips on the ground were neatly paved.

The village chief nodded secretly, this kid is not small! In this way, it looks very different from the previous room. If the house had been so neat before, the landlord would not have rented it out for so long.

Zhengrong saw the village chief coming, and hurriedly greeted half a room away, "Uncle the village chief, you are here!" ”

The village chief's heart tightened, "But what difficulties have you encountered?" ”

Zheng Rong hurriedly waved his hand, "It's not a big deal, this plaque was only done today, and I can't reach it by stepping on the table myself." He flattened his mouth.

"Haha, you're still young, you'll be able to arrive when you grow up, come, the village chief and uncle will help you hang!" The village chief bent down and nodded his nose.

Zhengrong watched from afar as the plaque was straightened, and the village chief nailed it.

"That's it!" The village chief jumped down from the stool, followed Zhengrong and stood far away, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became, and the two nodded in unison.

Not far away, a young man pushing a cart to sell candy, looking about his early twenties, complained as he walked, "The master said that it was a new store opened in Pingdu, and several stores have been opened one after another in the past few days, none of them are yes, where is it opened?!" As soon as I looked up, I saw that Zhengrong's house was nailing the plaque, and his eyes focused on the lower right corner of the plaque, although it was not obvious, but it looked more eye-catching than anything at this moment, "Yes, this is it!" ”

Zheng Rong has cleaned up the east wing in the past few days, and has lived in the store improvised, opening the door early in the morning, putting the sign of hiring a steward written last night outside the door, and then sitting at the counter, leaning on his head with one hand and dozing off.

Zhao Tiantian was at the door of the bran hall at dawn, thinking about how to get in, and when he saw the corner of his mouth, he was really sleepy, and someone gave him a pillow, and it didn't take any effort to come.

knocked on the open door, "Shopkeeper!" ”

In the empty room, the echo was exceptionally loud, and Zhengrong was so frightened that he came to his senses completely, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Zhao Tian looked at such a yellow-mouthed child and asked, "What about your shopkeeper?" ”

Zhengrong has been despised countless times because of his age, but he doesn't care anymore, "I am, tell me if you have something!" ”

Zhao Tian looked at the backyard, he didn't see the adults coming out of such a big movement, could it really be such a child? Who is this child, how can the master deliberately ask the hall masters to take care of it as much as possible? Tentatively took out the token given by the master.

Zheng Rong took the envelope, tore open the tight seal of the fire paint, and unexpectedly saw a pattern rubbing, thinking that Song Zizhou's work efficiency was quite high, and opened his mouth to ask, "Are you a person sent by Song Zizhou?" ”

Zhao Tian was a little messy, looking at the child's dress, he didn't look like a young master from a rich family, and he dared to call the name of the fourth prince! Even when their master saw it, he had to respectfully salute and call the "Four Princes".

Zheng Rong looked at him stunned, stretched out his little hand and shook it in front of his eyes, Zhao Tian came back to his senses at this time, no matter who it was, it was not that he could offend anyway, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, the little one's name is Zhao Tian, and he was sent by General Cong, the uncle of the fourth prince." ”

Zheng Rong's mind turned, and he understood that it was about Song Zizhou who was inconvenient to act in the palace, so he asked his uncle to help, and silently recorded this kindness in his heart. "Okay, then you, Zhao Da shopkeeper, the back of the recruit will be handed over to you, ten taels of silver a month, do you have any objections?"

Zhao Tian himself was in the Cong family, and he didn't dare to accept any more money, so he hurriedly excused himself.

"You deserve it, so take it."