However, it was said that after Siming had lunch at Ma's house, he took a carriage to the eastern suburbs. After the snowstorm, the Bihua Pavilion, like the washed silk, is clean everywhere, the tea farmer who has always sat by the door and sipping tea is gone, the traveler who sits idly in the inn is gone, and the guy who runs the hall is gone, only the shopkeeper is bored on the counter and moves the abacus.

Siming stepped into the inn, but did not attract the attention of the shopkeeper, only heard a lazy sentence coming, "Our store is closed, please go to another house for dinner." ”

Siming walked around the store, went up the stairs again, and looked at the guest room on the second floor, it was really empty, and even the abuse in the back kitchen disappeared cleanly.

The shopkeeper was wondering why this person hadn't left, and when he looked up, he found that it was the owner who had returned, and said with a smile, "The owner, you are here, that person has not yet arrived, and the appointment is about the unitary time." ”

"It's okay, I'll come over and see, where are they?" Siming asked.

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed, and he stopped talking, and after a while he said, "We are all looking for another way out." ”

"You've got the key to the backyard, right?" Seeing the empty appearance of this inn, Siming felt a little tight, so he thought about going to the backyard to have a look, and calling someone to move things to the south of the city another day.

The shopkeeper took the key from under the counter, and led Siming to the backyard, as if he was entertaining a guest, and looked back and smiled from time to time along the way, and said, "I don't know what's going on, but Ah Wu was the first to go, and after a few days, he sent the key over, and now this young man really has no conscience." ”

"I gave him permission to resign." Siming looked at the location of the backyard hut and said casually.

I wanted to taunt a few words, but it was boring, and the shopkeeper didn't laugh anymore, shrugged his face and walked forward, and when the door was unlocked, he said with a smile, "Dongjia, you are busy, you have something to call me." So saying, he went to the inn.

Siming ignored him, and after pushing the door open, a musty smell came to his face, and there were a few crawling sounds, and at a glance, the room seemed to be shrouded in fog that had not dissipated in the morning, and it was foggy everywhere.

A cool breeze blew, and the dust in the house rushed to Siming's face, and after coughing several times, Siming was a little used to the musty and hurried room.

Siming covered his face with his sleeves and walked to the inner room, but there was light on the roof, and there were still some traces of water flowing on the ground.

Stepping over the mossy tiles, Siming reached the side of the bed, ripped off the sheets and bedding on top and threw them on the ground, revealing the bed board underneath.

Siming stepped on the bed board, took two steps inside, and when he was almost on the inside of the bed, he stopped, knocked on the bed board under his feet, made room, and shook it to both sides with his hands before he lifted the bed board and brought out a wooden box from below.

He took a small key from his purse, unlocked the lock of the wooden box he had taken out, and lifted the lid to reveal the contents of the box.

Unwrapping the package wrapped in brocade, there were a few silver tickets on top, and some jade bracelets, gold rings, and hairpins underneath, all of which were women's things.

Siming pulled the things apart, revealing a crumpled piece of paper underneath that read, 'When you get there, please give it to the tea merchant.' The corners of Siming's mouth grinned, and he laughed dryly, but his eyes turned red in the next moment, and he said, "Why did your little cleverness use it in these places, and now you don't know how to come and see me." ”

In this empty room, there will be no response in the end, Siming sat down on the bed, went to the wooden box again, took out a brush that had been used for a long time, and then some old clothes and other objects.

Siming finally stopped taking out the contents of it, and curled up in a ball, clasping his hands on his knees, covering his eyes, not thinking about these troubled things.

I don't know how long it took, Siming raised his head and saw geese flying outside the window, lined up, flying south. Siming was suddenly a little unwilling, and bit his lip, this time, I want to be reluctant!

After putting all these things back into the wooden box, Siming got up and went out with the box, and when he arrived in the lobby, he saw an old man with a white beard walking around the inn.

"The owner, this is the buyer I told the shopkeeper Dai before, he also bought it for the owner, and he is a medicine family who used to live in the western suburbs." When the shopkeeper saw Siming coming out, he came over and said again.

Siming glanced at the man again, stepped forward, and said, "What is your surname, old gentleman?" ”

The gray-haired old man straightened his beard and said with a hearty smile, "Don't have your surname Qi, it's not a person with a name and a surname, and when you get old, you have to come out to beg for food." Are you the owner of this inn? It's really young and promising, the last time our host came back, it was where we lived, thinking about the elegance here, and as soon as the solicitation came out, I let me take a look. ”

This is a talkative person, Siming is holding a box in his hand, and it is inconvenient to attract him, so he asked the shopkeeper to take him to continue to see, and he doesn't even have to shy away from the backyard.

After saying goodbye to the people who came to see the store, Siming hugged the wooden box and took a carriage all the way to the house in the south of the city. As soon as I arrived near the house, I found a man by the door arguing with the new butler.

got out of the carriage and looked at it, it turned out to be Qian Tingting who lived next door. This is the first person to visit since Siming came back, and he is not shy about it at all.

"Miss Qian?" Siming asked people to take the wooden box in, and said in the past.

Qian Tingting saw Siming, glared at Steward Dai again, and said quite proudly, "Look, I said it was an acquaintance." Then he walked over and returned the salute, "Wang Dongjia, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Please, what's in it?" Since this person was willing to come to the door, Siming had no reason to refuse, so he immediately invited the person into the hall and asked the housekeeper to bring some tea and pastries.

It is in line with Siming's first impression of her, after this person entered the door, the first sentence was neither a greeting nor an exploration of Siming's outlaw career, as if he was asking about something that he had said yesterday, and directly put his words on the shop, "That shop in the western suburbs, Wang Dongjia is still a little interested?" In two days, its deadline is reached, and if it is not done, it will fall into the hands of someone else. ”

This Bihua Pavilion is going to be sold, how can Siming have any intention to buy a shop in the western suburbs, after such a long time, this person still hasn't given up on himself, this is a rare thing, Siming took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and said with a smile, "The matter of this shop is easy to discuss, but Wang doesn't know something, I don't know whether to ask?" ”

Qian Tingting, who was stretching out her hand to the pastry, stopped, wiped it on the towel on the side, looked into Siming's eyes, and said, "If you ask, I will know everything." ”

"If I remember correctly, Miss Qian is the only daughter of Master Qian, if you are interested in this small shop, wouldn't it be good to ask for some silver from the treasury to buy it, and persuade me to buy it Wouldn't you give up the fat in your hands."

That's the problem! Speaking of this, Qian Tingting was a little angry, if she could take out a silver ticket from the treasury at home, she would not have been running around all these years to buy a shop, and it took her half a year to understand this shop before she planned to make a move.

"If my father had this vision, he would not have run my family as it is now, and my status in the family is not as good as a tea tree, how can I get a silver tael." Qian Tingting was refreshing, and she didn't beat around the bush with others, and directly told her predicament to Siming.

"It's Wang who is rude."

"It's okay, others will be suspicious of this, you and I will be closer than others."

This is a somewhat abrupt question, but Siming didn't expect her to answer so cheerfully, but she really came with sincerity, after talking about it last time, Siming also felt that this person had a better vision than others, and whether to buy or not to buy the shops in the western suburbs is secondary, but this business partner can be befriended.

It's just that this person and himself are only two-sided friends, Siming has always been cautious, so he made up his mind to test this person with this shop in the western suburbs, so he said, "This shop, I'm not uninterested, but Miss Qian should have heard of it, I have done things for the Long family now, and I am not an errand in this Baidi City, even if I buy this shop, this whip is beyond my reach, I am afraid that I will abandon a good shop." ”

This is worrying, Qian Tingting also touched her chin, frowned, embarrassed to think of a way, and said while thinking, "Although the shop in the western suburbs is an address, if it is not operated by a competent person, I am afraid that it will end up in the same situation as now, and this shop is easy to find, and a reliable shopkeeper is rare." ”

Siming looked at her worried look, and said with a smile, "If Miss Qian has any good shopkeeper recommendations, she will be seven or eight points sure of this matter." ”

"This, this, it takes some time to find a suitable shopkeeper, but the shop waits for no one." Qian Tingting was really anxious, and kept chattering in her mouth. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Dongjia, what do you think of me?" ”

It's really cousin's sisters, they all came by self-recommendation, but this person just wanted to earn an errand fee, but he counted himself in, and when he came back to it, I don't know if he would feel a loss. Siming waved his hand and said, "Hey, this joke can't be made, no matter what, Miss Qian is also the daughter of a big tea household, how can she deign to be the shopkeeper in a small shop, this is not making fun of me." ”

Qian Tingting coughed lightly, got up and saluted Siming, and said, "There is no need to mention the daughter of a tea household, this tea tree is just a dessert handed down from the ancestors for the enjoyment of future generations." But my ambition is not here, buying a shop, opening a teahouse is what interests me, I wanted to rely on myself to accumulate some principal, and then to develop my ambitions. And the accumulation of this experience is also very important, if Wang Dongjia is willing to contribute some principal, give me this opportunity, and I will repay it in the future. ”