Grandpa Bai trained Cui's for almost an hour, from Cui's money that he had secretly saved to supplement his mother's family over the years, to the heart of being vigilant against Han Chuan, until Bai Dalang coughed violently a few times, and the lights in the small courtyard were turned off.

All night, Han Chuan tossed and turned, and he didn't sleep well at all.

In the east corner, Cui's crying did not stop until the second half of the night.

Han Chuan slept on his side, tilted his head and covered his ears with a pillow, Cui's whimpering cry disappeared, but his heartbeat became clearer and clearer.

Early in the morning of the second day, Han Chuan went out of the stall with two huge black blue eyes, but just out of the alley, he saw Grandpa Bai in a dark mess, holding a cigarette gun in his hand, seeing Han Chuan coming, Grandpa Bai smashed the copper mouth against the wall, smashing out a black cigarette ash.

Grandpa Bai patted the back of Han Chuan's head and stuffed Han Chuan with a jet-black frozen autumn pear, "Grandpa, I froze it a few days ago, and I'll eat it when I'm thirsty later." ”

Frozen pears are delicious.

Ice and cold, bite down, the flesh is dense, the juice is abundant, sweet and sour, very much loved by the little girl.

Han Chuan put the frozen pears on the stall and smiled at Grandpa Bai.

"I'm fine, grandpa, I'm on duty." Grandpa Bai put his hands behind his back, followed behind Han Chuan, and sent the little girl out of the alley that had not yet lit.

This is for fear that she will taste in her heart!

It's not easy for the old man to do this.

Han Chuan stood in place and sighed, pushing the stall cart out, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, even if it is a person like Grandpa Bai who wants to strengthen his self-esteem, he is in a hurry outside, and when he returns home, he is also a pile of bad debts, an only son who is sick in bed all the year round, and a daughter-in-law with impure thoughts...

Han Chuan thought, even if it is a bad debt, it is also blood kinship, she has lived two lifetimes, and there is only one person who is connected to her.

This one, but sent her to Hades...

Han Chuan thought of the golden hairpin again, and suddenly there was a heart-piercing pain in his chest - exactly the same as when he just woke up, he rarely appeared since he left the palace, and Han Chuan didn't prepare any more pills to regulate his qi, and now he can only lean against the root of the wall, and with his breathing, he smooths his qi down little by little, and finally gets better.

After getting off the stall, Han Chuan locked the stall back to Tieshi Hutong, and the gate of the east side compartment was closed.

It's good.

I listened to everything I said yesterday, and it was embarrassing to meet face-to-face.

Han Chuan sighed and raised his voice to call, "Sister-in-law, I'll go out!" I don't have to prepare my meal at noon! ”

In response to Han Chuan, there was silence.

Can you be embarrassed to cause trouble everywhere?

Han Chuan pursed his lips, ignored it, and pushed the door out.

"Shi Xian" stall today to the diners to make it clear - until the Chinese New Year suspended the delivery of pastries, there are many reasons for this, one is that the New Year is approaching, the year-end evaluation is about to begin, many official eunuchs are holding their feet, the female children dare not eat, drink and have fun at this time to touch the lord's head, and the second to make pastries has to be in the yard, Cui's words are so clear, although Han Chuan's face is not thin, but he doesn't want to embarrass Grandpa Bai, so he simply reduces the chance of meeting with Cui's in the yard, three...

Han Chuan stepped into the threshold of Zhenbao Zhai, handed the red sandalwood box to the guy behind the fence, and smiled, "Please show me, together with this wooden box, how much money can it be used in total?" ”

Now that the golden hairpin rewarded by Concubine Shu is back in his hand, Han Chuan has a lot more money at hand.

Three, Han Chuan has its own plans.

The fellow was not very old, eleven or twelve, and looked like an apprentice, and he took the wooden box and opened it, and could not help but let out an exclamation.

Han Chuan also frowned.

However, a gilded ruby hairpin, not a solid golden hairpin, is better than exquisite workmanship, the available materials are not solid, and the ruby is not precious, but only fifty or sixty taels of silver.

What's so amazing about this?

Han Chuan took two steps back and took a look, well, it is Zhenbao Zhai That's right, the largest pawnshop in Beijing.

Could it be that the things made inside are so ingenious?

Or is this guy too unseen to see the world?

"You... Is this dead or alive? ”

The man's words pulled Han Chuan's thoughts back.

"Die." Han Chuan smiled, "You see that I am coarse and linen, and I don't look like a golden hairpin." Han Chuan looked at the guy seriously, "Look, what price can you give?" ”

The man put the open wooden box under the candlelight and looked at it, hissed, put the wooden box aside, and buried himself in asking the shopkeeper outside the counter to dress up.

Han Chuan looked at it, it was an old acquaintance!

"Hello!" Han Chuan laughed.

Isn't this the first diner to buy rice cake soup on the day of the winter solstice?

When the shopkeeper saw Han Chuan, he also smiled, "Hello! ”

He took the wooden box in the man's hand, squinted for a long time, and then looked at Han Chuan, with a slight sense of scrutiny, leaning forward slightly behind the counter, "I would like to ask, where did you get this hairpin from?" ”

"Huh?" Han Chuan was stunned by the question, and thought for a while, "The patron who served before rewarded it." ”

The shopkeeper squinted, buried his head in the wooden box again, thought for a long time, and said, "Huh", "Aren't you the nobleman who was released on the day of Guanyin's fruit certificate?" ”

Han Chuan only smiled, didn't say yes, didn't say no.

The more the shopkeeper thinks about it, the more he feels like a little girl with exquisite cooking skills, if it is really an object appreciated by the patron who served before, it really makes sense!

Hey!

Earned, earned, earned!

For a few pennies, I ate the food made in the imperial dining room for so long!

The shopkeeper was a little excited, put the wooden box back in its place, and made a price, "Do you think a hundred taels of silver?" ”

One hundred taels of silver!?

Han Chuan restrained his facial expression, a hundred taels of silver!?

Even if you see that it is an internal creation, one hundred taels of silver to buy a gilded hairpin, no matter how you look at it, it will be a loss!

What's more, this thing is not too fine!

Although Han Chuan was born as a female envoy, she has also been a side concubine in the palace for so many years, although there are not many good things, she has also seen thousands of eight hundred pieces.

In Han Chuan's memory, this hairpin is not too good.

Yesterday, when she saw this hairpin, she was so frightened that she quickly closed it, and she never opened it since.

Han Chuan's eyes fell on the wooden box.

Han Chuan's astonishment fell in the eyes of the shopkeeper, turned into a wordless silence, the shopkeeper thought about the friendship of the bowl of homesick rice cakes, and then looked back at the price just now, and felt that he was not a person anymore - people do business with sincerity, he does business with this sharp edge here, and the nobles who came out of the palace have not seen any good things! You must have seen at a glance that this hairpin was unusual...

It's really not authentic to bargain like this.

The shopkeeper licked the corners of his mouth and explained, "Your origin can see that this thing is unusual, a certain point has not been fooled by you, although you are carnelian, but the hairpin body is gilded, this small piece of carnelian is much more valuable than this seemingly rich gilded hairpin."

"If we accept it, we have to ask an experienced master to carefully separate your chalcedony from the hairpin, and then ask the craftsman to polish it again... It's good that you're doing this, but if we take it back and want to sell it again, we have to invest a lot of money... We're all businessmen, and we can't do a loss-making business..."

The shopkeeper suddenly stopped talking.

He remembered the bowl of rice cake soup that was full of ingredients but only sold for five cents.

Immediately reluctantly opened his mouth, "If you feel that you are losing, you can make a price, and we will discuss it." ”

Han Chuan was a little stunned.

Of course, she knows the difference between carnelian and red agate, the two look very similar, but carnelian is brighter and more transparent, and there will even be water heads and styles in the good quality carnelian, such carnelian is not easy to find, and the selling price is more than double that of ordinary red agate.

But what Concubine Shu gave her that day was obviously red agate.

A red agate the size of a fingernail on the middle finger.

The quality is not good or bad, and it is very suitable for rewarding people.

Now, how can it become carnelian?