Chapter 508: Prime Minister Qing Noble Daughter + Wife Emperor Man
Lao Chen looked at the words on the shelf, nodded again and again, his eyes shimmered: "Good words, good words, the wind of the face and body, the bones of the willow body, if you are not a person with the common heart, you can't write this word..."
Li Jinjin hooked his lips and smiled, who doesn't like to listen to good words?
He took out a set of silver tools, knives, tweezers, silver needles, paperweights, glue rulers, everything.
Seeing his tools, Li Jinjin nodded, this set of professional tools is worth a lot of money, and it will cost him most of his life's salary.
People who are willing to buy this kind of prop love their profession 100%.
The plaque carved with the three big characters of "Huaifeng Hall" was hung out in the snowflakes.
Li Jinjin, dressed in rabbit fur and wearing a fur hat and earmuffs, watched the opening of the store happily while rubbing his hands.
"It's a pity." Xin Ge sighed: "If your store is opened in the capital, it will definitely be full of customers, and there are too few cultural people in Ancheng." ”
"With so many shops, there is always a need for a plaque." Li Jinjin pointed to the notice on the wall, which read: "Plaque customization, family motto writing, calligraphy teaching." ”
"Can you make one for me first?" Since she finished talking to Li Jinjin, there have been no hooligans to collect protection money.
She was grateful, and wanted to help Li Jinjin open it first.
"Okay, let me go to your shop first."
The goose feathers and heavy snow fluttered and fell from the sky, and the mountains in the distance were the same color as the heaven and the earth, and there was no trace of it at all.
The eaves were covered with a thick layer of snow, and from time to time a gust of wind swept to the ground.
After a short period of time, Li Jinjin's face froze stiff.
She couldn't help but complain in her heart, which businessman would open on a snowy day, and there would not even be a ghost on the road.
After thinking about it for a while, she was happy again, and persuaded herself not to look at it, obviously to collect intelligence, how could she take it seriously?
Xinge's shop also has two floors, with people living on the top and shops on the bottom.
Her father-in-law died young, leaving her mother-in-law and husband and two children to live together.
As soon as I entered the door, there was barely a place to put my feet.
The shelves are piled with various fabrics, and on the wooden table are cut semi-finished products.
A teenage girl is holding an iron and ironing her clothes one by one.
"Running outside again, can't you see so many things at home?" A short man scolded: "I see that your skin is itchy again." ”
"If you have a guest, you don't have to say a word." Singh whispered.
The man raised his head, looked Li Jinjin up and down with small eyes, and immediately smiled flatteringly: "It's a new guest, hurry up and come in, the embroidered cotton cloth we just came here is strong and durable." ”
"What do you say, this is the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop next door, I said to make a new signboard for our family."
"What kind of signboard, the business is almost over, how can there be that spare money?" The man's eyes widened, and his tone was vicious.
Seeing that he didn't give face, Xin Ge's voice also raised his voice: "Didn't you just pick up a piece of clothing and collect a deposit?" Why is there no money? ”
"You don't need money for food and clothing? You know how to spend money, who can afford to support you, and who do you go to? The man snorted coldly, and the scissors in his hand fell down.
"Are you mistaken, I am in charge of everything inside and outside the house, and when I make clothes, I don't finish it, you just deliver the goods, why are you yelling at me?"
I don't know if it's because Li Jinjin is here, or if she has been wronged too much, Xin Ge said a lot of things at once.