Zhen Niang was so angry, holding the porcelain jar out of the Li Ink Workshop, however, she didn't go far, outside the Li Ink Workshop, there was the famous Sibao Street.

The so-called four treasures, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, are the meaning of the four treasures of the study.

The whole Sibao Street is full of shops selling the four treasures of the study, and the major ink shops in Huizhou have their own ink shops on this street, which are used to display and present the ink products of each family.

Lee's Moxuan is on the fourth shop to the east. The shopkeeper of the shop is the ninth uncle of the Li family.

Zhen Niang walked to the outside of Li's Moxuan at this time, sat down on the bluestone steps under the eaves on one side, put out the can of bituminous coal, and then dipped her fingers in some bituminous coal, and wrote a few big words on the ground of the bluestone slab: "Super tung oil bituminous coal, the one with the highest price will get !!! ”

Zhen Niang's move seems to be against Li's ink workshop, but in fact it is a helpless move.

That steward Zheng said her adulterated words in public, and even deepened the matter into the fact that the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, if this matter is not clarified, it will definitely affect his grandfather's reputation.

Of course, just now she could also go and ask the Seventh Grandmother to call the shots.

But the situation on the side of the ink shop of the Emperor is complicated, and the seven grandmothers can control the ink workshop by relying on Steward Shao and others, she can hear Yuejuan say that the food of the stewards and masters of the ink shop is better than that of the seven grandmothers of the sect, this is a real thing.

Asking the Seventh Grandmother to make the decision for herself, firstly, it will make her embarrassed, and secondly, even if the Seventh Grandmother proves it, what can she do, after all, she is also a member of the Li clan, and people can't help but wonder if it will be the Seventh Grandmother but she is just a favor, helping Zhenniang hide it?

In the eyes of outsiders, Steward Zheng is an outsider. And the Li family always has to defend the Li family.

It makes sense to sacrifice an outsider to protect one's own family.

At that time, it will be even more unclear whether she is adulterated or not.

Therefore, Zhen Niang decided to set up a stall on this Sibao Street, and she played the slogan of the best tobacco materials, there are many tobacco makers coming and going on this Sibao Street, and she doesn't believe that there is no one who knows the goods.

And this matter is a little bigger, and it can also give the seventh grandmother a reason to rectify the affairs of the ink workshop, and now the ink workshop is the master is weak and the servant is strong, and the genealogy records that the fall of the ink workshop is precisely for this reason.

As soon as the seventh grandmother passed away, the family of the sect master of the sect was no longer able to suppress these people who were in charge of the affairs and the master, so as soon as the Shu clan pulled the cage, the ink workshop of the sect was dispersed.

Now the Seventh Grandmother can take advantage of this matter to beat it up, and she can also restrain a little.

Of course, this is just Zhenniang's idea, and she can't control what Yanzong will do.

"Super tung oil bituminous coal? What a big breath. At this time, an old man in brocade clothes of fifty walked leisurely, and when he saw the words written by Zhen Niang, he couldn't help but stop.

Zhen Niang looked at him, but she recognized that the city gate cave was the only way for all walks of life in the city to transport goods into the city, Zhen Niang had seen this old man transport goods into the city, if she remembered correctly, this was Cheng Sanye of Cheng's ink industry.

Roche Ink, Cheng's Ink, Li's Ink and Huizhou Ink.

When Zhen Niang saw this Cheng Third Master, she hurriedly got up and bowed slightly, but said calmly: "Third Grandpa, if you don't investigate, you don't have the right to speak, you haven't looked at my cigarettes, how do you know if my tone is big." ”

"Oh, the little girl is very confident, I'll see." That Cheng Sanye squatted down, looked at the smoke first, and couldn't help but be happy: "Girl, your smoke is a little wrong, why is it a little gray, shouldn't it be mixed with pine bituminous coal." ”

"One look, two twists of smoke, and the third grandfather doesn't twist some bituminous coal." Zhen Niang smiled at Mimi's words.

"Hmm." That Cheng Sanye nodded, then stretched out two fingers and twisted some bituminous coal in his hand. As soon as the bituminous coal is started, Cheng Sanye's expression is a little wrong, the general bituminous coal will always have a little bit of granularity, although this granularity is not obvious, but the veteran can still find it, and this girl and this bituminous coal feel very soft.

Then Cheng Sanye twisted the bituminous coal on his finger again, and the smoke color was quickly dyed between his fingers, and the black was translucent.

"Third grandfather, what kind of good tobacco material are you looking at, and it also makes the little nephew have long eyes." At this moment, a group of people came out of a teahouse opposite, led by a young man with big sleeves, wearing a scribe's scarf, which was quite elegant and graceful, and there was a woman standing next to him, this woman was also recognized, it was Tian Ronghua, the daughter of the Tian family.

"Phew, Luo family boy, you take your red face to listen to books and watch plays, don't disturb the third grandfather." That Cheng Sanye seemed to be afraid that this surnamed Luo would rob him of the bituminous coal, so he actually protected the entire porcelain jar tightly.

The Luo family boy? Could it be the young master of Roche Ink? Zhen Niang thought, and suddenly felt that she might be getting more and more interesting to make a fuss today.

"Third grandfather, you are disrespectful to the old and make fun of people." Na Tian Ronghua said with a flushed face.

Here, Young Master Luo didn't care.

"Third grandfather, the so-called seeers have a share, and good things have to be shared, not to mention that these girls have written it clearly, and the one with the highest price will get it." At this time, Young Master Na Luo had already squatted down, reached into the jar and twisted some bituminous coal, then raised it to look at the light, and then hahadaxiao: "Good bituminous coal, enough to be super high-grade, I want this bituminous coal." ”

"No, first come, first come." The third master of Cheng was anxious, and he protected the porcelain jar and said to Zhen Niang: "Little girl, I will pay 10,000 yuan for this bituminous coal." ”

"Third grandfather, this kind of bituminous coal is hard to find, are you embarrassed to open your mouth for 10,000 yuan, this girl, Xiaosheng gave 20,000 yuan." Young Master Na Luo said briskly.

Zhen Niang was a little stupid at this time, no matter how she didn't expect this price, after all, this is just a material, how did she know, this year is the year of ordering tribute ink, and the court will send ink officials to come down, select tribute ink, and recommend it to the palace, which naturally attracts competition among families.

The ink industry has developed to the present, in fact, everyone's level is about the same, and to compete in a competition, you can only decide success or failure in the details, and the quality of this raw material has naturally become the top priority.

Because of this, it is rare to produce some good cigarette materials, and the price has risen in vain.

"The Li family paid 30,000 yuan." At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded, it was the ninth uncle of the Li family. He was followed by Steward Zheng. And Steward Zheng turned pale at the moment. secretly complained in his heart, he was so arbitrary before because he didn't believe that Zhen Niang could burn that kind of bituminous coal, and he was gone.

"I'll pay thirty-five thousand." At this time, the third master of that Cheng continued.

"Forty thousand dollars." Young Master Luo was not to be outdone.

At this time, there were already a lot of onlookers around, and when everyone heard the price of this rising price, their hearts pumped, a little bituminous coal can be so valuable.

"Fifty thousand dollars." Uncle Nine continued. As the price gets higher and higher, the face of Steward Zheng behind Uncle Nine is even more unsightly, in short, now he knows that it is difficult to say anything else, and this position of steward will definitely be gone.

Zhen Niang came back to her senses at this time, things have come to this point, her goal has been achieved, but she can't let things develop further, after all, if she continues to develop, it will be a slap in the face of the Li family.

Therefore, seeing that Chen Sanye and Luo Gongzi had to increase the price again, he stepped forward and said: "Thanks to the third grandfather and Luo Gongzi, this cigarette was originally burned with the tung oil of Li's ink workshop, only because before, the little woman had a misunderstanding with the master who inspected the material, so she had some negative actions, and asked the third grandfather and Luo Gongzi to understand, and so on, the little woman helped the third grandfather and Luo Gongzi take cigarettes for free to compensate, and asked the third grandfather and Luo Gongzi to complete it." ”

That Third Master Cheng and Na Luo Gongzi heard what Zhenniang said, and then looked at the pale Steward Zheng behind Uncle Li Jiu, and they also looked understanding.

"Okay, girl, do you remember, you have to help me burn some of this cigarette, and the salary will not be less for you." Chen Sanye said, and then left slowly.

"I'm waiting for you." Na Luo Gongzi bowed and took Tian Ronghua away.

"Uncle Nine." Zhen Niang then turned around and looked at Uncle Jiu.

"Steward Zheng, go to the counter and get 50,000 yuan." The ninth uncle glanced at Zhen Niang lightly, and said to Steward Zheng behind him.

Steward Zheng replied to Mo Xuan with a pale face, and took out 50,000 coins, a banknote of 1,000 denominations, a full fifty. Handed it to Zhen Niang.

After Zhenniang took the money, she counted out the part she deserved, returned the excess, and then bowed to Uncle Jiu, didn't say much, and turned around and went home.

Uncle Nine looked at Zhen Niang, and there was an appreciation in his eyes.

When Zhenniang arrived at the house, the city gate cave was already the beginning of the oil lamp.