On the cool bamboo stick, Chu Jianniang formed a big zigzag, and she was lazy, and then touched her belly, which was round and convex, like a small hill.

It's only been more than four months now, lying flat like this, and I already feel the weight of my stomach pressing down, and if I'm a few months older, I'm afraid I can't be so relaxed.

Thinking of this, Chu Jianniang simply took advantage of this time to deliberately stretch and twist her body.

After twisting for a while, the eyelids began to glue again, Chu Jianniang turned over, grabbed a pillow, and continued to squint and sleep for a while.

People who have a body, in addition to being delicious, also love to sleep, Chu Jianniang didn't believe it before, but now she believes it.

After lying for about half an hour, the sun gradually rose, and the coolness in the room faded, Chu Jiaoniang sweated on her neck and forehead, turned over a few times uncomfortably, and couldn't sleep anymore, so she was too lazy to yawn, turned over and got out of bed, and washed.

After picking up and eating breakfast, taking advantage of Wei Xuan's absence, Chu Jianniang hurriedly went to collect a few woven silk handkerchiefs and planned to go out.

Early on, Chu Jianniang wanted to take the woven silk handkerchief outside to try to sell it, but later because Wei Xuan learned that she had a body, when she was a little young seedling, for fear of breaking it, she stopped her at home, and she didn't go anywhere, but she didn't bore her these days.

Chu Jianniang counted the silk handkerchiefs, and said in her heart, he went out today, and it was best to come back later, so that she could live more outside.

"Dad, I'll go out." Chu Jianniang put the basket on her back, turned around and greeted the old man Wei lightly, and went out.

Old man Wei looked at a look that he wanted to stop but didn't dare to stop, and finally let her out.

On the food street in the city, this side sells sorbet, that side sells ice bean flowers, as well as preserved fruits, halva, cooking cakes, mochi, sugar gourds and other snacks; Sandwiched between the grocery stalls, selling windmills, masks, origami, jade, calligraphy and other gadgets; There are also some women's bead hairpin earrings and other makeup items.

Chu Jiaoniang has been here several times on this street, every time she comes and goes, the people on this street are rubbing shoulders and in an endless stream, but today there are many fewer people, and I heard that they all went to the city gate to pick up the new prefect.

Chu Jianniang was not interested in this, so she ran her own business, against the crowd, and found the stall on this street where she had bought yarn and silk first, and went forward.

The owner of this stall is sometimes an old uncle, sometimes a young man, and occasionally a young woman with a child in her arms, and an aunt come over to bring some food to the two of them and help take care of the stall.

Chu Jianniang had already heard that this family was a family surnamed Qu outside Wuzhou City, in Ning County.

The daughter-in-law and mother-in-law of the Qu family raised silkworms and spun silk at home, and the old man and his son came out to sell; The daughter-in-law can embroider the craft, often embroidering some flowers, birds, fish and beasts on the pure white silk handkerchief.

Previously, after Chu Jianniang came to Wuzhou, she made a fuss about the red plum embroidered handkerchief that Wei Xuan bought, which was also embroidered by his daughter-in-law. Although the embroidery is not exquisite, it can be handled.

Today's stall is the elderly Uncle Qu, seeing Chu Jiaoniang coming straight over, with wrinkled eyebrows, he smiled politely and friendly: "This little lady is here again?" ”

Chu Jianniang smiled: "Hello uncle." ”

Whenever she is free, Chu Jianniang will come here to take a look, first, to see how many people buy this thing; The second is to see what kind of women are buying them.

The officials and nobles here rarely come to see, and there may be passers-by, and they accidentally see which embroidery is good-looking, and they are happy, so they buy it generously, but they will not focus on other things later.

Chu Jianniang thought, if those people want silk handkerchiefs, they have their own way to get better ones, and even if they can get the royal ones, who is rare among these people?

However, there are many ladies and women from small jasper families who come here to choose silk, and most of them come to buy some plain silk and go back to embroider by themselves and use it themselves.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Chu Jiaoniang saw that the plain silk on this stall was all sold out in less than half a day, and even a few ladies urged the uncle to hurry up and get more vegetarian cloth. Business is booming.

Chu Jianniang and Old Man Qu are also acquaintances, but before the words were beaten, Chu Jianniang directly took out a silk handkerchief she had woven and looked at it with Old Man Qu, and said that she wanted to supply her handkerchief to Old Man Qu for sale, and the Yingrun collected was only half of the silk handkerchief Yingrun that Old Man Qu originally sold.

The plain silk sold by the old man Qu is twenty wen, and the one with embroidery is half a penny. Chu Jianniang only has plain silk, and one party only takes ten wen.

Old man Qu was a little stunned for a while, but he didn't refuse, and then politely took Chu Jianniang's silk and twisted it in his hand.

The texture of this silk is extremely delicate and neat, caressing it on the hand like warm water, and it is light and soft, silky and extremely smooth, and it is ...... Compared with the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the family, the weaving is better, and it is considered an upper-middle material. For a while, Qu Laofa felt that he had underestimated this woman.

"Your Juanzi is very good." Old man Qu did not hide his praise, and made a calculation in his heart: "It's better to ...... I'll give you twelve wen per square of silk handkerchief, as for how much to sell later, I say, how? ”

The Qu family is a house full of honest people, buying and selling silk for many years, not greedy for small favors, the good is good, the bad is bad, what should be is what it is.

Chu Jianniang's silk is really worth this price, and the old man Qu said in his heart, if he can sell it at a higher price in the future, he can still earn back this capital.

Chu Jianniang didn't expect it to go so smoothly, but she was a little surprised, "Are you really willing to accept my silk?" ”

"Then can there be a fake? Give me as much as you want. I've got my own way to sell it for you. "Old man Qu said the guarantee.

There are few ways to do business, what kind of business can you do? Chu Jianniang didn't doubt it, and laughed, "That's okay, it's just that I only have about twenty square meters here for the time being, so ...... Here you go. ”

"No problem."

As the two spoke, Chu Jianniang took it out of the back basket, and the twenty-two squares that had been packed up were equal in size, and the silk handkerchief was handed to Old Man Qu.

Old man Qu made a detailed inspection of each side, although each side could not reach the same equality, but the tight and uniform lines can really be seen It is a lot of effort. After a few words, the money was settled immediately.

However, in Chu Jiaoniang's hands, there are still a few parties that have not been able to give them all.

Since Chu Jianniang wants to do this, she will not only visit a small stall selling silk.

Wuzhou silk industry is no less than the Shuchuan area, but it is much better than Qianzhou, and there are not only this stall selling silk handkerchiefs in the city, but also many silk shops selling silk handkerchiefs.

There is a "Wang Ji" silk shop on the other side of Guiyuan Street, and Chu Jianniang has pretended to be a lady who buys silk to go inside. There are all the high-grade, medium-grade and low-grade materials in it, that is, the low-grade materials, and the prices sold are higher than the selling price of the most expensive materials of Old Man Qu, which costs five or six yuan.

And most of the people who went there were the ladies and wives of some big families, and most of them went to the well-known name of "Wang Ji". (It is said that Wang Ji silk has the same age as the silk shop of Lord Duan of Qianzhou, and it is a time-honored brand.) ）

Chu Jianniang wanted to go to "Wang Ji" to measure what class her silk was about, so she knew her own shortcomings, so she came out of Old Man Qu's stall and went straight to "Wang Ji" on Guiyuan Street.

"Wang Ji" is located at the end of Guiyuan Street, near the previous Yongshun Marquis Mansion, and that section of the road, living in many rich and noble families. The shopkeeper inside was a man who was as bloated as a large round lantern, a man who was not confused, with a white face, without a beard, and his eyes were crowded into the pile of meat.

After Chu Jianniang entered, she didn't directly let people see how the silk was, but just like saying to Old Man Qu, she wanted to put Su Juan here to sell.

The shopkeeper was making calculations, squinting his eyes at Chu Jianniang, and then fell to Su Juan in Chu Jianniang's hand, and his lazy voice ignored him: "Wuwen side." If you want to stay, you can stay, and if you don't want to, you will return. ”

At this sentence, Chu Jianniang was a little uncomfortable, "I see that even if you have a low-grade silk here, you need five or six dollars to buy it, your name is Wuwen, is it less?" ”

The shopkeeper continued to calculate, without a glance: "You weaver, you are not even inferior." ”

Chu Jianniang was stunned, "You haven't taken a closer look, how do you know that my weaver is not even inferior?" Maybe it's a good one? ”

The shopkeeper's abacus "clicked" and stopped, turned his head and glanced at Chu Jianniang a few times, Mei Jiaoniang was one, and the end fell straight on her bulging belly, or a pregnant woman?

After a while, the shopkeeper sighed lovingly and said, "I see that you are a pregnant person." As he spoke, he took the silk in Chu Jianniang's hand and looked at it in reverse.

This shopkeeper is more knowledgeable than the old man Qu, not a surprise, not disgusted, "the vertical and horizontal lines are uniform, light and moderate, the feel is soft and fit, but this wrapping is slightly rough, if there can be so fine in the center of the line, it would be better than the upper than the bottom." Bawen. ”

"Can you write fifteen?" Chu Jianniang casually raised a price.

The shopkeeper stared at a look, and then began to take care of himself and dialed the abacus, "I have a lot of weavers here every day to send silk, on the quality of the weavers, are five to eight Wen levied, the lady is called fifteen Wen is a little high, go back." ”

"What about Twelve?" Chu Jianniang asked more.

After a while, I saw the shopkeeper's impatience stop the abacus, and although the fleshy face was indifferent and refused to be a guest, he still glanced up and down at Chu Jianniang.

"Alas~ in the end, she is a lady who makes a living. If you have as many squares, take them out. "Xindao: The silk is indeed okay.

Chu Jianniang was also surprised, this is ...... Agreed? Suddenly, there was a hint of crooked amusement, and she still wanted to go back and give it to Old Man Qu.

In this way, Chu Jianniang simply took out the remaining ten-square handkerchiefs neatly and handed them to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper didn't check much, only calculated the price, and took out a penny and twenty wen from the cabinet drawer and gave it to her.

Chu Jianniang took it, didn't say much, thanked her, and left.

After leaving, the shopkeeper put Chu Jianniang's handkerchief into the middle area, and each party marked the price of five taels......