Finally served the little girl in front of him, Ma Sanbao suddenly felt a little tired, the person in front of him was obviously not high, but he was suffering from princess disease, Ma Sanbao had a headache, how could the child of this Shang Wei attendant be more troublesome than some young masters and young ladies? He is also the young master of the Ma family, but he has never made things difficult for the attendants of the Ma family, and at most he bullied those unreasonable children who had bullied Ma Sanbao's body.

The ponytail in front of him is the highest specification that Ma Sanbao can do, looking at this peculiar way of tying hair, Shang Ling is a little puzzled, after all, in Daming, this hairstyle is not popular, most women pin their hair with hairpins, Shang Ling looked at her hair with some dissatisfaction, but for the sake of Ma Sanbao is novice, she finally decided to do it herself.

"You, you can't comb a girl's hair, you won't find a partner in the future!" Shang Ling said earnestly, "Your future marriage will definitely be difficult. ”

Ma Sanbao was full of black lines, and he wanted to tell the other party that your master's daughter was about to be my fiancée, but after thinking about it, forget it, although he knew that Shang Wei was going to marry him, he was still a little embarrassed in his heart, after all, he hadn't even seen Shang Wei's daughter, how could he really marry that person?

The hairpin was pinned to the top of the girl's head, Shang Ling was very dissatisfied with the ponytail that Ma Sanbao tied to her before, her princess temper made Ma Sanbao have to accompany the smiling face, like a wronged servant, serving girls, it is simply not an easy thing for Ma Sanbao, even if it is to lead troops to fight, it is much simpler than coaxing girls, women's hearts are needles, girls who may be smiling with you one second may change in the next second, and the speed of turning faces is faster than turning a book is used to describe these girls.

Early in the morning, two children wandered around the streets of Nanjing City without stopping, and there were many vendors in Nanjing City, even on the roadside, you could see many vendors selling trinkets and handicrafts, and there were no officers and soldiers to stop them, and in no special period, the officers and men maintained an attitude of turning a blind eye to all the vendors.

At first, Ma Sanbao planned to send Shang Ling back to Shang Hui's mansion, but this girl refused to go back, he didn't say anything, after all, he had just met Shang Wei before, and Shang Wei was very relieved to put the girl by his side, so he had to accept it helplessly.

Not long after leaving the mansion, Shang Ling stopped in front of various vendors, Shang Ling's big eyes were attracted by a dazzling array of goods, these goods are small and cute, with a different style, just these small things, don't look at the low price, but it is a real traditional craft, handmade, and Ma Sanbao's era with machines to create, the value of this thing is obviously higher.

"Little sister, if you like it very much, your uncle will give you one." The vendor watched Shang Ling staring at his small handicrafts and refused to leave, and said with a smile, looking at Shang Ling's appearance, he was not particularly well dressed, not like some rich family, and felt pity for a while.

"You don't have to send it, you have a short mouth for eating people, and you have a short hand for others, I'll buy it." Ma Sanbao said, he is rich, with a lot of silver wrapped around his waist, this guy is very rich, there are basically not many rich businessmen in the entire Nanjing City who are richer than him, after all, there is his huge industrial park in Nanjing City, whether it is Nanjing City or Beiping City or the Northeast Theater of Operations, he is not worried that he has no money to spend, Zhu Di and he have spread all the industries in the central and northern parts of the Ming Dynasty, just before the two regions of the southwest and southeast that have just been liberated.

A tael of silver was placed in front of the vendor, and Ma Sanbao put it up very richly, "Don't look for it, I'll give it to you, just take it as a tip." ”

"Okay, young master!" The merchant accepts the broken silver, can he not want the broken silver given for free? After all, this thing only costs a few pennies at most, and finally there is a young man who is willing to spend lavishly, can the vendor not like it?

"What a waste of you!" Shang Ling said with some dissatisfaction, she has long seen the value of this commodity, but she has been in Shang Wei's home, she has no sense of high consumption, seeing Ma Sanbao throw out a tael of silver, she is still quite a little distressed, one or two pieces of silver but it takes an ordinary person a long time to earn it, obviously Ma Sanbao has not yet experienced the hard work of making money, after all, he has used the concept of making money from modern times, he has long earned a lot of money in the Ming Dynasty, which can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented.

"I don't feel it." Ma Sanbaoyun said lightly, wanting to find some sense of existence and superiority in the child of the attendant in his own eyes, after thinking about it, it is indeed a bit excessive, after all, ordinary attendants can't receive much for a month, don't look at it, you can eat and drink in Shang Hui's mansion, but you will definitely not eat the feast on Shang Hui's own table, Shang Hui himself is very incorruptible, how much money can his attendants make?

"Don't take it as an example." Soon, Ma Sanbao hurriedly changed his words and no longer pretended to be forced.

There are dozens of vendors on the whole street, not only this street, but even a few streets not far away are also commercial streets, obviously, these vendors are gathered together, girls, no matter how old, always have the habit of liking shopping, even Shang Ling is no exception, her eyes are full of clothes and accessories, but whenever she asks the price, her eyes reveal sadness, the clothes are very good-looking, but she can't afford it! This girl doesn't have silver taels on her body, if she lets Ma Sanbao pay for it, she will be a little embarrassed, after all, Ma Sanbao throws silver directly every time she makes a move, don't look at Ma Sanbao's money, but she can't stand such a toss, she doesn't know how much property Ma Sanbao has, but she feels sorry for the silver taels that were spent by Ma Sanbao.

"Miss, it looks like you like it very much! Otherwise, I'll give you an affordable price, just fifty yuan, and this silk will be yours. The vendor was very enthusiastic about the introduction, and at the same time kept looking at the merchant spirit to see if there were any noblely dressed adults nearby, after all, a little girl and a little boy were wandering around the shopping street, and they could hardly believe that there were no adults behind them.

Although the traders had all heard of Ma Sanbao's name, no one had seen it, so naturally they couldn't recognize that the boy next to Shang Ling was Ma Sanbao, who was well known throughout Nanjing.

"Forget it, I can't afford it." Shang Ling shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly, handed the silk to the vendor, there was a trace of disdain in the vendor's eyes, he thought that he had met a big customer, and he chatted with Shang Ling for so long in vain, but he didn't expect the other party to just look at it and didn't want to buy it.

Looking at Shang Ling's reluctant eyes, Ma Sanbao reached out and touched his waist, there were a lot of silver taels and silver tickets in his waist bag, it can be said that the entire commercial street, even these vendors may not have him silver taels, but when he thought of Shang Ling's words before, he withdrew the hand that stretched out to his waist bag.

"Hey, it's not a rare item, let's not look at anything and buy anything." Shang Ling said to Ma Sanbao, a dazzling array of goods attracted Shang Ling's attention, but he didn't win anything except the earliest jewelry.

"If you meet someone you really like and can't put it down, remember to tell me, I can buy it for you!" Ma Sanbao said, he saw the loss in Shang Ling's eyes, and he also knew the dilemma of shyness in Shang Ling's pocket, but he didn't care so much because of his wealth, this guy had a lot of silver taels on his body, which could help the girl ease her inner longing.

"Oh, do you like spending money so much? Miss Ben wants that, can you buy it for me? Shang Ling pointed to a shop selling paper fans not far away, there are a lot of paper fans in the store, among which there is a landscape painting as a fan that attracted Ma Sanbao's attention, and there is a poem under the landscape painting, from the poem of the great poet Su Dongpo of the previous dynasty.

"Su Shi's poems, this is a masterpiece! Miss, young master, do you want to take a look? The materials are made of high-quality fabric, unlike other paper fans, this paper fan is quite expensive, requiring three taels of silver. The vendor saw that Ma Sanbao and Shang Ling were staring at the special paper fan, and hurriedly said.

Ma Sanbao took the paper fan, the paper fan was a little precipitated, he took a closer look, the fan bone was different from other fan bones, it looked extremely heavy, a bit like an iron tool, he shook the fan body gently, and heard the sound of metal colliding.

"Three taels of silver, Wenhe, we still don't want it, and Miss Ben won't embarrass you." Shang Ling's face hurriedly showed a panicked look when he heard the price, what is the concept of three taels of silver? Ordinary people only have a monthly income of three taels, and these three taels of silver are used to buy a heavy paper fan, she feels that it is a little inappropriate, after all, this paper fan is not a necessity of life, just an ordinary paper fan of a few pennies, even if it is printed with landscape paintings and Su Dongpo's poems.

After Ma Sanbao checked the fan, he said, "Boss, three taels of silver, deal, yes, this is three taels of silver tickets, you see if it is." Ma Sanbao said, and quickly took out a Daming treasure banknote from his waist bag, Daming treasure banknote is the real circulation of Daming hard goods, there is no possibility of fraud, no one wants to lose his head as a risk of fraud, seeing Daming treasure banknote, the boss's eyes flashed with fine light, he didn't think this fan is worth this price, this price is to fool those people stupid and have a lot of money, I didn't expect to meet a wide Shao.

"Why are you so stupid? Three taels of silver to buy this thing, is this thing really practical? Shang Ling said puzzled, but Ma Sanbao played with the folding fan in his hand with great interest, and said with a wicked smile, "This is not for you, this is for my own use, you don't know the mystery, the boss doesn't know, the most important thing about this fan is not the landscape paintings and poems on the fan surface, the biggest mystery of this folding fan is the iron fan bone." ”