The guy on the side was even more embarrassed when he heard this, his face was flushed and he didn't know what to say, so he smirked with him. At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the inner hall, dressed in blue muslin clothes, with a calm atmosphere, and at first glance he was the deacon in charge, and the guy next to Yao Guangqi was just about to come forward to say goodbye, the deacon waved his hand and smiled: "I have seen it, you can step down." ”

Saying that, the middle-aged man came to Yao Guangqi, smiled and saluted, and then said without humility or arrogance: "Please bear with me, your first visit, the guys are young and don't understand the rules, and they neglect the distinguished guests, don't be like them." If you have any requirements for visiting the shop, you can mention it. ”

Yao Guangqi looked at the middle-aged man and said arrogantly: "You sound quite comfortable when you speak, I don't know what to call it?" ”

The deacon approached with a smile and said, "Don't dare, the little surname is Wu, you can just call me Lao Wu." ”

Yao Guangqi's attitude also eased a lot: "I came to Huizhou this time because a friend asked me to buy a few pieces of good ink, and I must have the best ink, the price is not a problem, as long as your goods are good, even if you offer the price, I will never bargain." ”

The smile on Lao Wu's face was brighter than the sun: "At first glance, you are a connoisseur, the ink in our store, in Huizhou, it is a top and a good, if we don't have a good grade, the ink under the sky is a lower grade." It's just that...... Don't know your friends, do you have any special requirements? ”

Yao Guangqi smiled slightly: "My friend has been thinking that it is a very special ink, this ink was originally given to him by an old man more than ten years ago, he said that the ink is written out, the paper reveals the fragrance of pine oil and plum, the fragrance is far away, let people linger, so my friend is particularly fond of this ink, but unfortunately the person who gave him the ink is no longer there, he does not know where this ink is produced, so for this ink, he has entrusted people to search all over the country to no avail, this time I went to Huizhou to do business, he specially instructed me to buy it for him this time. ”

Lao Wu smiled indifferently when he heard this: "Your friend is really a rare gentleman, with ink runs, ink fragrance words, now Jiangnan plays ink and appreciates ink The wind is becoming more and more popular, and celebrities and scholars are happy to appreciate ink." ”

Yao Guangqi was willing to listen to Lao Wu's flattery, and asked impatiently: "Can you find it?" ”

"Yes, yes!" Deacon Wu hurriedly agreed: "This kind of ink is rare, and there are very few craftsmen who can make such ink, but fortunately, our shop has been in business for many years, and all the famous craftsmen in Huizhou, we have dealings, and we will be able to satisfy you." ”

Yao Guangqi specially emphasized: "My friend said that as long as he can buy the kind of ink ten years ago, he is willing to pay a high price, and as long as the ink of that year, he doesn't want to copy it now." ”

Deacon Wu said with a smile: "This is also easy to do, the kind of ink that your friends said, is not very common, and there are very few craftsmen who made that kind of ink ten years ago, we just need to ask, who has done your friend's kind of ink ten years ago, if there is still stock, I will bring it to you to see with your own eyes, until you are satisfied, okay?" Speaking of this, Deacon Wu suddenly changed his words: "However, this price, I'm afraid it's really ......."

Standing behind Yao Guangqi, Murong Qing quickly took out a treasure note from his arms and slapped it on the table, Yao Guangqi took a sip of tea, raised his eyelids and said, "These rights are fixed money, is it enough?" ”

When the surnamed Wu saw that it was a thousand runs, a rich man with a wide range, he immediately replied with a smile: "Enough, enough, the small one will send someone to find it, look at ten years ago."

Whoever made this kind of ink must have let the master get the same old ink as ten years ago. ”

Coming out of Mopintang, Yao Guangqi and the others did not get into the car, but walked around the streets of She County. Girls like to go shopping, and Murong Qing is no exception, when she arrives on the street, she is like a donkey, look left and right, ask this and ask that, when she is happy, she compares it, and then jumps to the next stall to see it again.

After shopping for a while, Murong Qing looked back and saw that Yao Guangqi had been left far behind, so she was a little unhappy, turned around and walked in front of Yao Guangqi, and pretended to be angry and said, "People have come to such a far place with you, can't you accompany me to go shopping?" Look at your listless look, aren't we making progress? ”

Yao Guangqi said thoughtfully: "Have you ever thought about what if the clues left by Rou'er are actually not for us to follow the ink to find them, or if they have nothing to do with the ink at all, then what should we do?" ”

"Huh?" This sentence completely stopped Murong Qing, she hadn't thought about this question, and besides, she was not familiar with Li Rou originally, and she didn't know Li Rou's thoughts.

Yao Guangqi took out the sachet again, and looked at it carefully, this is a red sachet, covered with Shu brocade, lined with fine sand, the sachet is not only made of gold and expensive, but the embroidery on it is also very exquisite, embroidered on both sides of a unicorn and a Xuanwu, Yao Guangqi suddenly looked at Murong Qing: "Show me your sachet?" ”

Murong Qing's face flushed, her little daughter's posture was fully revealed, and she said wryly: "What are you doing?" ”

Yao Guangqi urged: "I don't have time to explain to you, what do your sachets usually embroider?" What do ordinary girls embroider in sachets? ”

Only then did Murong Qing realize Yao Guangqi's intentions: "Generally, girls will embroider fish, lotus flowers or mandarin ducks or something. ”

Yao Guangqi nodded: "Yes, as a girl, why don't you embroider flowers and plants on the sachet?" I can still understand the embroidered unicorn, but why is there still Xuanwu? ”

Murong Qing also focused on the sachet again: "But this is not a Qilin, this is a tiger!" ”

"What?" Yao Guangqi looked at it carefully again, he had seen this sachet countless times, he always thought that this was a unicorn, how could it be a tiger? "What do you think it's a tiger?"

Murong Qing said affirmatively: "The unicorn has horns on its head, but the tiger has no horns on its head. ”

After Murong Qing said this, Yao Guangqi also felt that this should be a tiger, and he stared at Murong Qing: "The girl's sachet, why don't you embroider a tiger instead of a silk beast unicorn?" ”

Murong Qing couldn't answer, because she couldn't understand why a girl's sachet was embroidered with Xuanwu and a tiger.

On the third day of coming to She County, when Yao Guangqi stepped into the door of Mopintang again, the deacon surnamed Wu personally went out to greet Yao Guangqi warmly, and his enthusiasm was even higher than last time: "We have done a good job of what you explained, the kind of ink you said, we really found someone who has done it, and he has promised us to come in person today with that kind of ink for you to see." ”

Yao Guangqi nodded with satisfaction: "Guibao really has credit, it can be done so quickly." ”

The deacon surnamed Wu looked very proud: "That's natural, since we have received your money, we naturally have to be careful, and there is no reason to disappoint the patrons." You sit down for a while, and you guess the man will be there soon. As he spoke, the deacon surnamed Wu raised his head and was high

Xing said: "That's it, he's here." ”

Yao Guangqi looked up and saw an old man in his fifties coming to the gate of the Mopintang, holding a pitch-black wooden box in his hand, and was about to step in.

Deacon Wu looked very happy and greeted him warmly: "Just talking about you, the big patron over there has arrived." ”

Before the surnamed Wu reached the door, he saw that the old man suddenly stood still, and then the corners of his mouth began to bleed, and the corners of his eyes began to bleed, and the box in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Yao Guangqi and Murong Qing saw that the situation was wrong, and at the same time flashed to the old man, Murong Qing glanced at the street outside the store and the surrounding roofs alertly, and then turned to the old man and said, "Do you know who killed you?" ”

The old man's body stiffened, and he fell straight down, and a faint word came out of his mouth: "City"

Yao Guangqi was about to reach out to probe the old man's snort, but the corner of his eye suddenly swept to a figure on the corner of the street, and the figure flashed into an alley, Yao Guangqi felt suspicious, and chased in the direction of the figure, and Murong Qing followed.

Chased into the alley, the figure was gone, Yao Guangqi was about to turn over the wall, when he suddenly heard Murong Qing shouting from behind: "This way!" Yao Guangqi reacted very quickly, turned around and chased in the direction of the sound, Murong Qing was already a hundred steps away in front of him, but in front of Murong Qing, he didn't see anyone running. Murong Qing was very good at light work, Yao Guangqi tried his best, but he didn't catch up with Murong Qing, and of course he didn't see what Murong Qing was chasing.

Yao Guangqi and Murong Qing chased for a long time, and chased them out of the city for a full seventy or eighty miles, until they stopped outside a large bamboo forest. Murong Qing wanted to continue chasing, but was stopped by Yao Guangqi: "Who are you chasing?" Why didn't I see anyone all the way? ”

Murong Qing was a little discouraged: "I only saw a figure in a trance, so I chased after him, I just thought he ran this way, but he didn't catch up." ”

Who is this figure?

Why kill an inkmaker? Is there any deep hatred? This question has been bothering Yao Guangqi on the way back to the city.

Back at the gate of the Mopintang, this time they were greeted not by a deacon surnamed Wu with a smile on his face, but by a group of fierce officials.

"That's them!" The deacon, surnamed Wu, pointed to Yao Guangqi and Murong Qing: "If they have to find this kind of ink, they must appoint the craftsman who made ink ten years ago to continue to do it." ”

Yao Guangqi understood as soon as he heard it, the deacon surnamed Wu suspected that he was a murderer, and secretly cursed a fool in his heart, would he come back if he was a killer? Seeing the official messenger walking towards him, Yao Guangqi greeted him unhurriedly.

The leading official at the front was in his thirties, with big eyes and small eyes, and a mustache on his chin, this official looked Yao Guangqi up and down, left and right, and asked in a condescending tone, "Where did you come from?" What for? What is your name? ”

Yao Guangqi remained silent: "We came from the capital to buy ink, didn't he tell you?" ”

The mustachioed servant was furious: "You fucking be honest, now I'm asking you, do you know the rules, when is your turn to ask me?" Whatever I ask you, you answer. Pointing to the corpse on the ground, he said, "The shopkeeper said, I have long seen that you are not serious businessmen, pretending to be a ghost, come with me." After that, he waved his hand: "Come on, tie them up and take them back for trial slowly." ”

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