This Song Dynasty is noble and cheap, and the poems and writings of celebrities and wise men are even more difficult to find, not to mention the little Huangzhou, even if it is on the Mahang Street in Bianliang, Tokyo, whose shop can get a poem praised by the literati Moshi on their own, it is a trivial matter to take out a hundred and ten yuan to thank you, and now that their own food street has not yet opened, they can actually get a pair of hidden tails from Su Che, and it is really like a white-faced cooking cake falling from the sky.

However, the old man heard the scalper scream, and said a little strangely: "Now they are all called fathers, why are they called grandpa?" What's wrong with this? ”

The scalper was anxious, and thought that it was useless to be anxious at this time, so he said angrily: "Dad, don't you know, this Yingbin widow is the alias of Su Shisu's younger brother, Su Chesu, what is wrong?" ”

"Ahh Ah! I'm confused! The old man clapped his hands and scolded a few words, still thinking about what When he was young, Su Shi and Su often came to the Huang family store to eat wine and mutton soup and noodles, how could he not even recognize Su Che now.

The scalper calculated in his heart, when Su Shi was in Huangzhou, he was afraid that his old man was only a few years old, and it would be strange if he could really recognize Su Shi's younger brother, so he said: "Okay, this ink treasure that Su Che can leave behind?" ”

"Yes! I'm looking for it! The old man hurriedly went to the mule cart to look for it, and when he turned it out, he didn't know who had actually used it to sit on, and the rolled pairs were flattened, but fortunately they were not broken. The scalper took it, although he couldn't recognize whether the word was genuine, but it was also written very beautifully, and the payment was really Yingbin's widow, but he didn't use the seal, so he said: "Dad, take it to the Majia store early tomorrow morning to frame it, and then ask them to make two plaques before the sixth day of the new year. ”

"Good! That's not wrong! Huang Laoqian hurriedly took it and rolled it carefully, only then did he remember that the people in the courtyard were looking at him, and hurriedly said: "What else do you see, don't you find a basket and move all the money to the warehouse?" ”

Then he hurriedly asked Kong Bo to drive two mule carts to return, and then came back to Zhang Luo, originally the scalper also wanted to come forward to help move the money, but asked the old man to blow away, before leaving, he heard the old man smile evilly and said to Kong Yun, who seemed to be scattered: "Kong Erlang, I listened to Niu Er's mother, in the future, you will be in charge of my family's account room, but you have to be careful!" ”

How did the old man send Kong Yun, the scalper naturally didn't worry, turned his head and glanced at the copper coin hill shining in the light of the fire of a dozen lanterns, and then hummed and sang a song he heard in his dream and returned to the room.

"I'm making money! Make money! I don't even know how to spend it, I have a Nokia in my left hand and a Motorola in my right hand! Wait a minute...... What the hell is this Nokia and Motorola? Well! It's actually a fairy artifact that can spread sound for thousands of miles, and it's really a good thing! ”

The chirping scalper fell asleep, thinking of being with Mr. Immortal in the Purple Mansion for a while, but when he opened his eyes again, he heard the sound of the general's snort, and he had no dreams all night.

Thinking that since he has started to make money, why don't the immortals come for a while, could it be...... Less money?

This kind of problem, the fantasy naturally fruitless, so I also got up and washed, but before going out, I went to the warehouse in the side courtyard to take a look, and found that the light was on. Pushing open the door, he found that Kong Yun and his father Kong Bo were both asleep on the table, with an account book and a large bundle of hemp ropes on the table, and then on the ground in the corner of the house were a copper coin that had been hung and put into a mountain of money, but I also knew that the father and son were staying up all night to work.

I carefully opened the account book and took a look, and was stunned to find that this hill-like copper coin was only one hundred and fifty-three and three hundred and fifty-five yuan, and immediately withdrew speechlessly.

Counting the silver collected yesterday, the trial operation in the past two days is only about 200 yuan, which is indeed not a lot!

Since then, the revenue of the fourth Shihui Street is 92 yuan, and the fifth day of the first month is 87 yuan, if you throw out one-third of the capital and one-third of the reward, that is to say, the one-day profit of the entire Shihui Street is only about 30 yuan, and it is still in a decreasing state.

On the sixth day of the new year, the scalper didn't have the heart to care about the business of Shihui Street, so he bathed and changed his clothes early in the morning, and went to Mingxiu Building with his uncle.

Today's scalper wears a well-cut Confucian shirt, a cyan Confucian scarf on his head, a pair of cloud shoes with a thick cotton bottom, and an ivory-colored ribbon around his waist, with a sachet, a cyan jade pendant and a small Zhaowen bag.

The day before, Yao Erniang also took matters into his own hands, trimmed the beard hair under his sideburns with a spatula, and scolded the old man so much that he didn't dare to squeak, his own cow was only about to turn fourteen years old, and his lips were black and green, this man's beard was early, and people were old early, Yao Erniang didn't scold the old man for scolding anyone?

So now looking at the scalper, he is a refreshing and refreshing young man, and the only thing he lacks is his old face, and he can't buckle the word "clear eyebrows" and "clear eyes".

So although the old man was scolded so much that he didn't dare to squeak, he still patted the scalper's shoulder and smiled: "This looks like I was taken off from a mold, who dares to say that I am not the seed of the old man Huang when walking on the street?" ”

Before going out, my uncle announced to everyone in the family that he could no longer call Niu'er by the name of milk from now on, but because he had not reached the age of crowning, he would be called Huang Dalang at home from today onwards, and outsiders would call him Huang Dalang, of course, the official occasion would be called Huang Jie.

Huang Dalang, who followed his uncle to Mingxiu Building, practiced according to the apprenticeship first, and then followed his uncle and began to receive the guests who came.

It stands to reason that Huang Dalang's apprenticeship is such a major event, Lao Qi and Yao Erniang should have been present, but Yao Zheng's door level is higher, he is both an uncle and a father-in-law, and it is okay for him to replace him.

Just as Huang Dalang and Yao Zheng were about to go upstairs, they saw the three people galloping on fast horses, and when they got closer, the leader was actually the senior brother Gongsun Zheng, who had not been heard from for many days, and the two people behind him were also in their twenties, and their faces were eight points similar.

Seeing the three of them coming, Huang Dalang happily waved his hand and shouted, "Senior brother, it's here!" ”

"Haha!" Gongsun Zheng laughed loudly and rode his horse to the front of Mingxiu Building, turned over and dismounted and patted the dust on his body first, and then came up and saluted Yao Zheng first, and then said to Huang Dalang: "Senior brother bowed to the teacher today, how can the senior brother miss it!" ”