Chapter Seventy-Five: Stories Are All Happening
After the opening of the new store, business was really good.
I thought that things like hakama were not very acceptable to the women in Xianyang, but I didn't expect a few hanging in the store to be bought the next day. In this era, there are very few ready-to-wear stores, and the women in the family usually make their own clothes, and there are no new designs, but the beauty-loving nature will show its head at the first opportunity, just like the flowers and plants in spring.
Hanzhou asked the family workshop to make a batch again, which is already out of gear. Sister Artemisia is so happy that she can't keep her mouth shut, and if she does more, she will earn more. Her family's beans have also made rapid progress, and the lines of small animals have become much smoother, and when she completed a door curtain batik successfully, the child's tears came down.
Hanzhou is now mainly running a storefront, and he only designs the manuscript when he is free. The waxing will be left to Sister Artemisia's family. The people of this era admired the gods very much, and Hanzhou painted a few more beautiful women flying in the sky, some let her grow wings, like a flower fairy, and some grew fish tails and played games in the sea. In short, almost all the beauties in the cartoons that I watched with my daughter have been resurrected under her pen.
But you can't all draw animals and beautiful women, and it's a bit stingy to hang these in the hall of a scholar like Li Si. So Hanzhou also created some calligraphy works. Fortunately, it was summer, and it didn't freeze immediately after dipping a brush in beeswax, so I thought about writing and painting a few poems in block letters. I was a little proud to stand far away and look at it. It's a pity that the back has to be dyed again, and the passion for creation is gone, and it can only be drawn as a picture.
After these are done, they are framed up and down as scrolls, which can be hung up and decorated with the faΓ§ade.
Just as she was concentrating on drawing, a voice called her, "Sister." β
This voice is intimate, but it is also too casual, just like Beijing in the 21st century, whether you know it on the street or not, you will shout "beauty" when you see a woman.
Han Zhou looked up and saw that he was a young man in Chinese costumes. With fair skin, tied hair with crowns, and slightly raised corners of his eyes, Han Zhou thought, are these eyes the "peach blossom eyes" that people say? He had a slightly narrower shoulder, and he looked like he was about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her lips seem to be redder than the average girl.
Han Zhou put down his pen, stood up, and asked with a smile, "Is there something wrong with Childe?" β
"Sister, I heard that you always have good things in this store, don't you introduce them to me?"
There was a sound of "eating" and laughing next to him, it was another young man in Chinese costumes, who was about the same age as the "red lips" who spoke. It's just a little darker than him, a little lower in height. The man had a large mole on one side of his sideburns, which was very symmetrical, and it looked interesting.
Han Zhou thought to himself, this is to find the old lady to have fun, right?
She said calmly: "What does Childe like, I can introduce it to you, or where else can this rambling start?" β
"I don't know, I don't have an idea. I want my sister to give me an idea. "Red lips" said with a shake.
Han Zhou was a little embarrassed: "Can Childe give me a hint?" Like what to do? Who is it for? β
"Buy it for my dad. He doesn't lack anything, so why am I worried? He said with a look of worry on his face.
"Is it a happy event in the family?" Han Zhou asked.
"Birthday. As soon as my father celebrates his birthday, he will mourn me to death. Brothers, aunts, and ladies will also be saddened to death by him. β
Han Zhou thought to himself, this must be a big family.
"So can Childe tell me Ling Zun's age and hobbies? Maybe I have a reference. β
"Age, forty or fifty years old, hobbies, love to bully people!" He said it simply and bluntly, and as a matter of course.
"Hahaha......" The young man in Chinese clothes next to him smiled and leaned back. After laughing for a while, he saw that "Red Lips" was looking at him very dissatisfied, so he tried to suppress his laughter, nodded to Han Zhou, and said, "That's right, it's too accurate, there is no one in the world who likes to bully people more than that master." β
What kind of goods are these? There is no respect for the eyes, and there is no form for words. Han Zhou couldn't help but think of the stubborn students she had taught before.
"That's really a bad suggestion, sorry!" She said as politely as she could.
"Not easy to give?" "Red Lips" stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, twisted her eyebrows to look left and right at the things in the store, picked up this, opened that, and pouted and threw it away with a look of disgust.
Xi Shi didn't say anything from the time they came in, and shrank behind and waited for Sister Xiao Han to deal with the two of them. She's always been very timid. The new Sanchun went out to run errands, she was bolder, but some things were too bold and bad.
"The two of you looked at it slowly, and when you were optimistic, you told me. How is it a happy event for the elderly to do their birthday, and our price is negotiable. β
After speaking, Han Zhou returned to his seat and continued to bow his head and draw.
Hey? "Red Lips" glanced at Han Zhou curiously, this girl doesn't look big, she is very deep! Interesting! Interesting!
He was about to say something when his companion made a fuss and shouted, "Brother, look, how about that?" It's clear that it's cool to bully people, and I don't think it could be more suitable than this. β
He followed the gesture and looked up, and a batik painting hung on the wall, and a powerful man posed in a frightening pose, bending his bow and arrows into the sky. The muscles in the arms, the lines in the legs, and the expression on the side of the face made the sun in the sky tremble and distort.
"Good! It's really good! β
The voice of this applause is very sharp, and Hanzhou feels like a drama garden in the Republic of China, when the horn finishes singing a paragraph, the audience follows closely, and the air is buzzing.
"Great! That's great! "Red Lips" rubbed his hands as he smacked his lips.
"Sister, you drew this?" He approached Xiao Han with a simple face, the distance was too close, Xiao Han had to lean back, move his chair, and stand up.
"Sister, you're amazing!" He gave a thumbs up and poked straight in front of Han Zhou's eyes.
Han Zhou smiled and said, "Did Childe take a fancy to this?" β
"Ahh Yes! This bully is so similar to my dad that it doesn't get any more fitting than that. β
"It's a curtain, made to the size of a small family's door frame. Childe is sure that Ling Zun is going to send a curtain on his birthday? β
"This-" Giving the curtain as a birthday present seems to be quite special.
"My shop is small, and it looks big on the wall of the store, but when it is placed in a big room, it looks stingy."
"Red Lips" listened, blinked, and inhaled with some pity. The companion next to him suddenly said, "Ahem, is this a problem?" Isn't it all over when you send it as a painting? You don't say it's a curtain, who thinks it's a curtain? β
"yes, who thinks it's a curtain?" "Red Lips" patted his leg excitedly.
Han Zhou smiled indifferently again, "What this little brother said is a smart idea. But please take me with you and see the painting here. With that, she took a few steps back and pointed to the scrolled painting on the wall.
"Look, you two, it's designed according to the painting, with a backing behind it, a heaven and earth left on top and bottom, and a wooden shaft for hanging and putting away, which also adds weight to the cloth and makes it look flat. And the curtain is thin, light and fluttering, if it is hung on the wall, Childe thinks about its size and texture, is it too far behind? β
The "red lips" did not squeak, and the companion let out an "oh", as if disappointed.
"And if the house is too big, it's even more inappropriate. Childe gave a gift full of anticipation, if Ling Zun casually folded it and put it behind him after reading it, wouldn't Childe's good intentions be paid in vain? Birthdays come once a year, and if you give the wrong gift, you'll miss out on a good opportunity. β
"Tsk, my sister has a point. Sister, you're saying that's very good. "Red Lips" lightly tapped his finger in front of Han Zhou's eyes. As soon as I was so excited just now, I almost bought it, and when I asked my sister to say it, I really had to think about it seriously. Sister, I don't think you're a businessman who is bent on making money, you have made the business yourself, how can you do this business? β
Han Zhou smiled calmly: "Doing business is not a one-shot deal, but also with customers." β
"Yes, my sister is really right!" "Red Lips" poked his finger in front of Han Zhou's eyes again.
Han Zhou flashed back, this finger is too cheap!
But she stepped back, but the "red lips" rushed forward, almost unable to hide, and he said innocently: "Sister, I found a good gift, I will give you to my father, right?" β
Han Zhou's face turned red when he "soared", daring hooligans regardless of size?
She slapped the nasty finger away, ripped off the painting scroll on the wall, pointed the wooden stick at the "red lips" and shouted: "Get out, get out of here!" β
"Red Lips" looked inexplicable, and he said innocently: "Sister, who messed with you?" Everything is negotiable, don't you also say that the price is negotiable? β
Han Zhou picked up the stick and smoked, the man hid when he saw this, Han Zhou really smoked, the man really hid, the companion ran faster than the "red lips", shouting as he ran: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, this woman is going to kill someone!" β
Hanzhou's stick "snapped" on the shoulder of "Red Lips", and the guy made a "whoosh" in pain, stepped back to the door, retreated too quickly, and fell on the road outside the door. He pointed at Han Zhou with his finger in annoyance, "You, you wait, someone will come and smash your shop in a while!" Stinky woman ......"
The crowd gathered in an instant, Han Zhou looked coldly at the "red lips" on the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "Grandma, I can't open this store, I'm going to smash your nasty finger", and he was about to make a move at the "red lips" on the ground, the guy quickly got up and hid back, shouting "Grab her, grab her, she's crazy, she's crazy." β
The people around were making a lot of noise.
"Don't move, what's wrong?" Han Zhou's arm was grabbed by a big hand, and Han Zhou struggled for a while and couldn't break free, only to find out that the person who captured her was Fusu.
She turned pale with anger and moved her lips aggrievedly, but she didn't want to say anything. He stomped his foot and turned back to the store.
Fusu looked at her distressedly, and then turned his head to look at the guy who was covered in mud and was still jumping and shouting: "Have you made enough trouble?" Do you want to be decent? How many times has this been? Do you want me to tell my family? β
The "red lips" were stunned for a moment, and immediately stopped shouting. He looked at Fusu in fear, and unwillingly looked at the soil on his body, and said very unconfidently: "You can't always look at outsiders?" I was shopping for something, and the woman beat me with a stick. I'm going to have to take this breath! β
"What's the gas? You'll talk about it after you pass me! Go back and think about it behind closed doors! β
The "red lips" shrunk her neck, rolled her eyes, and hesitated to move or not.
His companion leaned forward, pulled down his clothes behind him, and nodded flatteringly to Fusu: "Brother, let's go." β
Fusu snorted disdainfully, gritted his teeth and said, "Go back!" Don't come out looking for trouble! β
"Hey, hey!" The man walked away with a hunched waist, pulling reluctant "red lips" as he went.
Fusu glanced at the crowd who were still watching, and said loudly: "Everyone is gone, the fight is over, I don't have to watch it." β
Someone in the crowd laughed, this son's words were very interesting, and he really didn't watch it lively, so he dispersed in twos and threes.
Fusu stepped into the store and saw that Hanzhou had returned to normal and was making tea. It's just that the face is still a little unsightly.
She made him a cup too, covered the bowl, and pushed it in front of him.
"If you didn't stop it just now, I had to break his hand." Her voice was still hateful.
Fusu sighed helplessly, "I want to break his leg, but I can't, he's my brother." β
"Your brother? Both? "The news was so surprising.
Fusu shook his head and said, "There is only one yes, and that is the one you hit." The other one is playing with him, and he is also a bad learner. β
"No wonder it's so arrogant? Dare to love is hard in the background! You're going to be too late, and I'm in trouble! β
Fusu couldn't cry or laugh, how could he answer this? Both sides of the fight were related to him.
"My brother is very naughty. But Xiaohan, you are indeed too impulsive today, if I don't come, if he goes crazy, you will also suffer a loss. If there's anything, you can take a step back, come back and tell me, and let me take care of it. In this Xianyang City, many people still want to give me a face. β
Han Zhou looked at Fusu dissatisfied, could she not bear the things she could bear? Is she so ignorant?
Xi Shi said in a small voice next to him: "Don't complain about Sister Xiaohan picking him with a stick, he said that he wanted to take Sister Xiaohan as a birthday gift for his father, and said that the price was negotiable." β
"Huh?" Fusu looked at Xi Shi who was talking in surprise, and then looked at Xiao Han with an angry face. This thing is really bad, you can say anything! He is a brother and a disgrace.
"He should be beaten, I'll give you this breath. I have to beat him for a long time, and I bet on him to compensate you tomorrow. β
"Forget it, seeing that he is redundant, it would be good to be able to have well water without infringing on river water."
Han Zhou sighed, no matter how bad her naughty students were, they didn't become like this! At best, they don't like to study, they are flamboyant, and they fight and make trouble, but they really can't be said to be bad.
Fusu also sighed and said: "Hu Hai, he doesn't have a good teacher, he only teaches questions, not how to be a man, and his mother is also unsatisfied, too pampered, not strictly controlled, and when something happens, he hides it for him, and gradually it becomes like this." I moved out of the palace a long time ago, and I didn't have much contact with him, but he was still a little afraid of me. Don't worry, he won't be messing with it again, I'll take care of it. β
Han Zhou's mouth opened in surprise, she had this expression since he said the name "Hu Hai". She thought Hu Hai was still a child. I didn't expect it to start to break.
"Xiao Han, what's wrong with you?" Fusu didn't understand why she was stunned.
"Uh, nothing!" Hanzhou came to his senses and muttered, "I remembered the story we told, the story of Prince Aten's exile from the neighboring country. β
Fusu shook his head and smiled, "It's just a story, how can it be transferred to life?" β
"Alas, the story is all about what happened, but Zhang San changed Li Si's name."
With a sigh, the room was desolate.