Don't say it, they're coming. The short and fat woman happened to be facing the entrance of the alley, and when she saw Li Jinjin and Fu Yezheng walking in, she hurriedly whispered.

Everyone slowly dispersed, leaving Xin Ge still standing at the door, and when he saw Li Jinjin, he hurriedly greeted him.

"I haven't seen you in the past two days, what's wrong?"

Li Jinjin smiled: "I had a cold and rested in the inn for two days. ”

Xin Ge nodded: "Seeing that you are so thin, you know that you are weak, and the winter in Ancheng is not easy, you should wear more, stay in the room, and come out less." ”

Fu Ye was holding a bunch of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, all of which he had bought in the past two days, and the maid looked around curiously.

Dalin hurriedly greeted him, took the things in his hand, and the maid also followed in to clean up together.

The illness was just right, and she was still a little weak, so she smiled at Xinge: "I'll go clean up first, there are still a lot of things to do, and we will chat again when we have time." ”

"When you open, I will definitely send you a congratulatory gift." Xin Ge smiled embarrassedly and turned to leave: "If there is anything you need help with, speak." ”

A few of them cleaned up in front, and Li Jinjin spread out the rice paper and called Xiaocui to polish the ink for her.

She wrote five large characters in one go, mostly family mottos and couplets

"The Family of Cultivators"

"Quiet to nourish the body, thrifty to cultivate virtue"

"Although children and grandchildren are foolish, poetry and books must be read." Wait a minute

After writing a few more words of blessing, I was already dizzy and dizzy, so I had to put down my pen and sit aside to rest.

"Ma'am, you write so well." When Fu Ye was picking a maid, she deliberately picked a literate one, and she stared at Li Jinjin's writing with envy.

"Hang them up when they're done." Li Jinjin rubbed her waist, she frowned, she only wrote before, and never cared about framing, where to find a framer?

Thinking about it, she simply ran outside to find Fu Ye, and said sneeringly: "I forgot that there was no framing master..."

"I've thought about it for you." The corners of Fu Ye's mouth hooked: "He'll be there soon, you take a rest first." ”

He and Dalin had completely cleaned up the front hall, the Bogu shelf, and the beams for hanging calligraphy and paintings.

She realized that Fu Ye was really versatile and had a good eye.

Still in the middle of the hall, there is a blue and white porcelain goldfish bowl, in which there are two brocade scales, swimming happily.

He also built two dark stoves with flues, and bought silver charcoal, and the house burned warm, and it was not cold at all.

The windows are also replaced with glass from the Western Regions, which has good light and heat preservation.

Dalin secretly said that the cost of store decoration was enough for their family to live for ten years.

Don't look at these two inconspicuous, but they are really heroic, and he hurriedly buried himself in his work.

"Who rented this shop?" There were three or five angry men at the door, staring greedily at the freshly installed store.

Ever since Fu Ye rented the shop, several of them have been eyeing this place.

They inquired, a young couple from the capital, who had no relatives in the local area, lived in the best inn in Anseong, and had two fat sheep.

After discussing it, several people felt that this was a good opportunity to make a fortune, and decided to come to the door to knock on it.

Da Lin hurriedly greeted him, and when he saw that it was a few of them, his brows furrowed: "Thin man, what are you doing here?" ”

"Oh, it's you?" The thin man's eyes bulged outward, saliva splashed, and he looked at him with disdain: "Why, this is your owner, so it's even better, hurry up and call them out to give money." ”

"Why?" Obayashi held the broom across his chest.