"Dad, I can't afford to have a house. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info It's too wasteful to live in such a big house without money, so it's better to sell it to me as the capital of business. ”

Yin Qianhe began to persuade her father Yin Hongchang to sell the house early on, but Yin Hongchang was reluctant to live in the house he had lived in for half his life no matter what.

"Qianhe, this daddy won't sell it anyway, you don't have to persuade him anymore. And, why has your temperament suddenly changed lately? Even her father is so disrespectful, what daughter calls her father her father? ”

"Isn't it because you want a house and don't want a daughter, and you still want me to respect you? I've been enlightened since I came back from the ghost gate, and I'm going to be myself again, and I don't want to be slaughtered again. ”

In fact, what she was thinking in her heart was how could she shout casually with the exclusive title of Daddy and Mom.

"Who said I want a house and don't want a daughter?"

"Then you sell the house to pay off the debt, otherwise I will marry that Master Zhao."

"If it doesn't work, we can think of other ways, not necessarily only to sell the house. You don't know how rare the houses in this capital are, many officials don't have their own private houses, and they live in public houses. Yin Hongchang refused with a wave of his head and a wave of his hand.

Yin Qianhe scoffed, could it be that the house here could be rare in the imperial capital after a thousand years?

"Then you might as well come up with a different way."

"This ...... Hey, as you know, those relatives and friends who come and go on a daily basis are reluctant to lend me money when they hear that my business is losing money. You see, this world, this heart. Hey, Dad, I can't help it. ”

"Since you can't come up with an idea, why don't you use mine?"

"No, dad can't be sorry for the ancestors of the Yin family, this house was earned by our ancestors for generations."

Yin Qianhe was half angry to death, she said that her mouth was dry, but Yin Hongchang just ate the iron heart and didn't sell it. also carried the ancestor out as a shield, and she had to let Yin Qianyi continue to persuade her.

"Qianyi, come on, I can't move."

Yin Qianyi walked up to Yin Hongchang and said softly: "Dad, my sister is right, it's not much use to keep this house." There are only three of us living in such a big house, and it is easy to attract thieves. If you encounter those thieves who can't find their possessions and kill and set fires, won't you invite trouble?

Besides, it is not necessary to sell the house. We can go to the pawnshop and pay off Master Zhao's debt first when we get the money. The rest is for my sister to do business, maybe my sister can really do it. The daughter is scattered and comes back, and when the time comes, we will earn a thousand children and eight hundred, and we will redeem the house again. ”

When Yin Qianhe heard this, he asked curiously, "You can still use it as a house here?"

Yin Qianyi nodded yes.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" At this time, Yin Qianhe was happy. Unexpectedly, Yin Qianyi looked soft and weak, and she was quite persuasive. "In that case, let's go for it."

Yin Hongchang was still a little hesitant, "Dad has failed in business, what do you say you will do as a girl?" Maybe you'll lose all of your money. ”

Yin Qianhe said: "How do you know if you don't try?" I've already thought about it, and I discussed it with Qianyi last night, and she will help me too. Dad, you didn't inherit the Yin family's ancestor's talent for business, maybe it was inherited by me and Qianyi, so you can see how we revive the Yin family. ”

Yin Hongchang couldn't withstand the persuasion of his two daughters in turn, so he finally took out the deed and handed it to Yin Qianhe tremblingly.

"Take it, there is a family letter in front of you, and the bid is fair, so go there and be it."

Yin Qianhe took the deed and asked, "Aren't you going with you?"

"Sorry if you don't go."

"Okay, Qianyi, you come with me, I don't know where that Xinheng is."

Yin Qianhe stuffed the deed into his sleeve pocket, and then dragged Yin Qianyi to the street together.

It was the first time she had been on the street since she crossed over, and when she walked from the alley where her house was located to the street, the scene in front of her suddenly became completely different. Although she theoretically knew that she had traveled back to ancient times, her perceptual cognition of this era was still limited to the Yin family's square inch of land and her sister and father, two ancients, but she only knew it superficially.

It was only at this moment, with a crisp crashing sound, that the bustling street market slowly unfolded in front of her like a yellowed heirloom scroll, and she really felt the intriguing leisurely ancient charm.

The wide, flat stone streets, large enough for four horse-drawn carriages to run in parallel, carry the endless stream of pedestrians like a river. The color buildings on both sides are opposite, and the embroidered flag beckons. Most of the rows of houses are made of vermilion walls and blue tiles, and the eaves as light and protruding as bird's wings cast a faint shadow in the spring sun.

The shop banners hanging high under the eaves are swaggering in the wind between this light and shadow, which is more and more intriguing. Whether it is a restaurant with carved eaves and paintings, or a cake shop with smoke, there are many customers and business is prosperous.

In front of the house is dotted with large umbrellas held up by vendors, and under the umbrella covers are all kinds of food and miscellaneous items. The vendors, both men and women, all smiling and welcoming, and the short shouts from their mouths are penetrating, "Hey, comb, ......", which can be heard from afar, even if it is mixed with the wanton chatter and laughter of pedestrians.

Shuttling in the middle is the spring breeze full of Jiao'e Shilang, the radiant drooping old man. As a costume designer, how can you not care about the clothes on them? The beautiful skirts and elegant robes, long or short, deep or shallow, simple and simple, or elegant and elegant, together weave a beautiful and colorful prosperous dress.

What a picture of prosperity! Yin Qianhe couldn't help but sigh, and fell in love with this place in a moment.

It seems that she has traveled to an era of economic prosperity and a hundred flowers blooming, and women can be seen doing business everywhere, no wonder her father does not object to her opening a store to do business.

After crossing this street, you will come to a bridge called Guanqiao. Both sides of the bridge are also full of various stalls, and those who carry burdens and ride donkeys cross the bridge.

Under the bridge is a river that runs through the city, and there are endless boats and cargo ships on the river. The bank is planted with willows, peaches and apricots, willows are only budding, 10,000 green silks, flowers are still budding, and a few points are red. It is conceivable that it will not be long before spring will be beautiful here.

Yin Qianhe secretly thought in his heart, if he could rent a shop here, it would be good, the location is prosperous, the scenery is beautiful, and the business will definitely be prosperous. When the time comes......

"Sister, that's Xinheng."

Yin Qianyi's words interrupted Yin Qianhe's distant thoughts. She looked in the direction of Yin Qianyi's finger and saw a large shop diagonally across the bridge, and the banner on it was written "Dang".

Closer, only to see the signboard at the door is "Xin Hengdang" three big characters painted with gold, on both sides hung two strings of wooden money and a pair, the pair said, "All the people who come are guests, no letter is not standing; The past is also a friend, and there is Heng Naichang".

That being said, there is a half-gate-high fence at the door, and the threshold is so high that people feel like they can't step in. Isn't this trying to scare the guests away, I don't know if they still want to do business?

Stepping through the gate, a carved wooden screen blocked the view, the screen was taller than a person, and it was impossible to see what was behind it.

Bypassing the screen to see the counter, Yin Qianhe couldn't help but let out a "wow". This counter is really high, showing a cold attitude of ignoring people.

There were three guys standing at the counter, and the two guys on the right were receiving other guests, and the sisters walked towards the guy on the far left.

The guy was so thin that he looked like he hadn't eaten in a long time, but his eyes were bright. He looked at Yin Qianhe and them condescendingly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. This scene was extremely incongruous, and Yin Qianhe didn't want to walk over, and he always felt that he was caught in a conspiracy.