It was another clear morning after the rain, and the birds were chirping non-stop, and Chen Ji rushed out in his clothes, leaning his neck against the courtyard wall, and spitting stars flew all over the sky. Xiao Ran ran out of the house, and when he saw his young master's appearance as if he had lost his mind, he pounced worriedly, muttering something in his mouth. Soon, Gui Chun and Shen Qiu also ran out and rushed over from here with worried expressions.

Chen Ji didn't care, he spit on Xingzi repeatedly, it was true that the good dream was disturbed like this, and it was also good to get up.

"Young Master?" Xiao Ran ran to a slightly closer distance and slowed down, and shouted cautiously. The little girl has been tossing a lot recently because of Chen Ji's affairs, and she has been crying a lot, and her big watery eyes are still red and swollen.

Chen Ji turned his head, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm fine." Then he looked at Gui Chun, Shen Qiu, who was following behind Xiao Ran, and said, "Since you are all awake, then wash and wash, I will go to the kitchen to greet you with a bowl of white porridge, and then we will go to the street, and we will go to the street."

Xiao Yan pointed to Chen Ji's messy clothes, and gave a reminder to the little eyes, Chen Ji tidied up a little, and he didn't look as embarrassed as before. took a step, bypassed the three of them, and ran to the kitchen.

Gui Chun looked at the back and said in a daze, "Young Master won't be sick again, right?"

Shen Qiu didn't dare to answer, and secretly looked at Xiao Ran, only to see that a fire first ignited in the little girl's eyes, and then turned into layers of worry.

Gui Chun realized that he had said the wrong thing, and he didn't know how to break this embarrassing situation for a while.

Xiao Ran went back to the house first, and the two brothers breathed a sigh of relief, a little headache.

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After eating a simple meal of sweet white porridge, Chen Ji led Gui Chun, Shen Qiu went out, two small followers, one left and one right, protected Chen Ji in the middle, and then watched the six roads and listened to the eight directions, taking the steps that the six relatives did not recognize.

It's like a mixture of the road.

As far as Chen Ji is concerned, everything has now been taken over by the Qingzhou government, Zheng Jiawa has completed its mission, the government has begun to register and make more detailed information for all personnel, and some nearby places have approved road strips.

In this regard, Chen Ji was a little sad. Originally, according to his plan, a large part of Zheng Jiawa's people could stay and help with the construction. However, he went to prison, and when he came out again, many things were no longer up to him.

Those who had been selected to be sent to Qingxiushan Farm earlier would probably be repatriated by the government in the near future. This is a sad thing for Chen Ji. Although there are solutions that can be tried, because they have just been released from prison, it is not suitable to jump up and down in front of the government's nose.

Today's glorious task is, of course, to be a creditor.

In this gap of reselling grain, I have bought a lot of shops, whether the original owner is redeeming or directly taking the shop, there are still details that need to be run-in.

Even if the Dongcheng District of Qingzhou is full of shops, the three streets of Chang'an, Qingxiu and Taihua that run through it are the most prosperous places, and the Changle Fang of Taihua Street is the most famous. Changle Fang itself is mostly a place to buy and sell the daughter's rouge gouache. As for the reason for the fame, I don't know what the exact origin is.

Chen Ji has always been interested in the shops around Changle Fang, and his headquarters at Zhizhi Bookstore in another block is a place where Qingzhou's "culture" gathers, but he wants to move somewhere. Changle Fang was the first place he set his sights on. Later, because I couldn't afford to pay the money, I couldn't do it, and among the few contracts I received now, there happened to be a few good shops. Of course, people are reluctant to take out the real location as collateral.

Walking along Taihua Street for some distance, Chen Jiyi knocked on the door one by one according to the contract in his hand. Among them are two cloth shops, a pastry shop, a dried fruit shop, and a fat powder shop. On the way, Chen Ji asked Shen Qiu, and probably knew that half of these shops was the best result if he could take down half of them. According to Shen Qiu, except for the fat powder shop whose business was about to be crushed by the Changle Fang next to it, the other shops must be a bad debt.

Chen Ji is not worried, "Just collect the interest according to the contract." ”

Shen Qiu was still a little worried: "If they don't give it, it won't be useful to collect more interest."

Chen Ji rewarded a chestnut, "Isn't it just bullying us without a backstage!" Chen Ji turned his head and walked into the fat powder shop, and Shen Qiu followed.

Facing the door is a platform of all kinds of small boxes accumulating fat powder, nothing new, several decorations look quite random, extending to the stairs on the second floor, there is a little girl who is dressed exquisitely, who is trying to persuade the upper and lower eyelids not to fight.

There was no one behind the counter, and there were small boxes scattered on the rows of lockers on the wall, and the business was a little too bleak.

Shen Qiu deliberately pulled Chen Ji out and looked at Changle Fang not far away.

Chen Ji clasped his hands in his sleeves and was thoughtful.

Stepping into the shop again, the little girl subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth, lowered her eyelids and looked, and then greeted the two.

"Childe, do you want to buy rouge?"

Chen Ji took a mahogany box from the shelf, held it in his hand and weighed it for a while, but he didn't understand the rouge at all, so he called Shen Qiu to deal with it. Shen Qiu was helpless, he didn't understand any of this.

Chen Ji looked at Gui Chun again, and Gui Chun's head was also shaking like a rattle.

"Uh, is your shopkeeper there?" Chen Ji felt that there was no need to waste expressions in areas that he was not good at, so he cut to the topic.

The little girl was stunned and reacted, "Childe, the shopkeeper is not at home." ”

Chen Ji tugged at his earlobe, and it was not easy to toss a little girl if he dared to be affectionate, and said instead: "When is your shopkeeper here?"

"Childe, is there something wrong with our shopkeeper?"

"It's a little thing."

The little girl stepped back a distance, stared at the beads of her eyes, and said in surprise: "Huh? You're not here to collect the bills, are you? ”

Chen Ji was taken aback by this reaction, and then said in surprise: "Your shopkeeper won't go out to hide the account, right?"

The little girl nodded at first, and then felt that it was inappropriate halfway through, and shook her head violently.

"The shopkeeper has gone out to talk about business."

Chen Ji smiled and told Shen Qiu to go to the counter to write a "post" and hand it to the little girl, "Find a chance to hand this to your shopkeeper, and say that there is a person surnamed Chen who will talk to him about something." ”

The little girl took it, probably never seen such a collection, but it was not "stage fright".

Chen Ji seemed to be very satisfied with this trip, took the two Shenqiu brothers out, and said: "I want this shop, you can find this shopkeeper if you have time!"