Zhou's silk village! Zhu Yuanyuan thought about it and recalled it, the fabric of that store was really not good, and she hadn't been there again after visiting it once.

"Then, in addition to the silk village, how many shops does she have?" Zhu Yuanyuan asked.

The cuckoo replied, "There is also a rouge shop, and the business is not very good. ”

Haitang added: "There is also an inn and a grain and oil store, all of which are the dowry shop of the grandmother. ”

"That's it!" Zhu Yuanyuan felt a little ashamed, when she first came to this world, Zhou Yuerong helped her a lot, but she didn't know much about Zhou Yuerong, it was too unusual.

"In the past, the business of the grandmother's shop was very good, but since the lord and the uncle are gone, the grandmother does not have so much energy to take care of it, and she can't get into good goods, so it is getting worse and worse, just the inn and the grain and oil store are okay."

"That's it!" Zhu Yuanyuan silently counted the resources in her hands, rouge shops and cosmetics are the same thing, the names are different, but the price difference is too big, you need to think about it again, as for the silk village, there is no way, the clothes in the clothing store are too "special", it can't be widely circulated, and expensive, no one can afford it, think about it again.

"Hey, isn't that Wangcai? Where is he going? Haitang's eyes were sharp, and he saw Wangcai hurriedly burrowing into an alley.

Cuckoo thought for a while, "I don't know, but I heard Cuihua say that today he is going to pick up two puppies and go back to raise, so he can watch the house and prevent thieves, there have been too many things at home recently." ”

"Ugh......." Zhu Yuanyuan sighed softly, I don't know when it will be without wind and waves, it is not easy to make salted fish, and now there are still fifty spirit stones left, when I think of this, Zhu Yuanyuan suddenly lost any mood.

When passing by the alley that Wangcai entered, Zhu Yuanyuan subconsciously looked over. There were a few stalls in that alley, and the first one was a thrift seller, like the one who sold antiques.

The old objects on the stall include porcelain and bronze, which are full of old and simple atmosphere.

Zhu Yuanyuan doesn't understand antiques, but she likes old objects that carry a strong historical and cultural atmosphere.

Every time she sees this kind of thrift stall, Zhu Yuanyuan will not miss it, she will always pick one or two of her favorites, Pei Ruolan and Zhou Yuerong can't understand her hobby.

"This lady, come and see, there are new goods today, just pick them." The young brother, who was about twenty years old, greeted Zhu Yuanyuan warmly, Zhu Yuanyuan had patronized him a few times, and he recognized her.

Zhu Yuanyuan squatted down in front of the stall, the bronze tripod with green patina, engraved with dragon patterns, three legs and two ears, the style was simple and atmospheric, heavy to pick up, full of materials, Zhu Yuanyuan liked it at a glance.

Scanning other objects one by one, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, jade and the like, Zhu Yuanyuan didn't take a fancy to it.

A dusty object came into view, a rectangular black box with bamboo patterns carved into it. Zhu Yuanyuan took it and opened it, and it turned out to be an inkstone.

The style of the inkstone is simple, there is nothing special about it, it is well preserved, it is just very old.

Zhu Yuanyuan was not interested in this inkstone, and gently put it back.

"How do you sell this bronze tripod?"

The little brother who set up the stall is also a good person, looking at Zhu Yuanyuan's face, he knew that there was business today, and after some bargaining, he finally bought the bronze tripod for fifty taels, and the inkstone was added.

Zhu Yuanyuan didn't care too much about the inkstone, seeing that it was also stationery, she casually put it in the system store, and gave it a price in the spirit of earning a point.

I never thought that the inkstone would be charged a high price by the system store, 5 spirit stones.

Zhu Yuanyuan was a little dumbfounded, at a glance, it turned out that although this inkstone was an old thing, it had been passed down for several generations, with a history of more than 100 years, and it had been used by Confucianism, and it contained the heroic righteousness of the literati.

What is the righteousness of the literati, Zhu Yuanyuan doesn't know, she only knows that this inkstone is worth 5 spirit stones, which gave her a big surprise and relieved a lot of pressure on her debt.

Zhu Yuanyuan laughed excitedly, and couldn't wait to find the golden shopkeeper and ask him to help collect the literati bachelors, especially the old inkstones used by the Confucians.

Suddenly said that he wanted to collect the old inkstone, the golden shopkeeper was confused, but Zhu Yuanyuan didn't do things according to the routine, he had long been accustomed to it, anyway, she was the boss, so she could do what she said.

Zhu Yuanyuan hummed a song and jumped back to Tongxin Garden, Begonia hurriedly ran back, Zhu Yuanyuan felt strange and stopped her, "Begonia, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

"Wangcai was beaten by Cuihua, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, I'll come back and get some ointment."

"Haven't they always had a good relationship? Why did you start fighting? Zhu Yuanyuan was surprised.

"I heard that when Wangcai came back, there was a woman's fragrance on his body, and Cuihua thought he had a woman outside, so she beat him up."

Zhu Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows, showing a slight coldness on her face, Cuihua is an important employee of Zhu Yuanyuan, she was bullied, Zhu Yuanyuan must stand up for her, "Wangcai He dares?" I usually look honest, but I didn't expect to be a scumbag. ”

Seeing that Zhu Yuanyuan was angry, Haitang hurriedly said: "Wangcai said that he was wronged, Cuihua didn't listen, and beat him into a pig's head, and Wangcai didn't dare to fight back." ”

Zhu Yuanyuan thought about it for a while and said: "Check it out first, if he is wronged, then beating him this time should be regarded as a warning to him, men can't condone it." ”

"Yes."

Begonia went to get the ointment and left.

Finding a way to make a fortune, Zhu Yuanyuan returned to a leisurely mood, lying on the chaise longue chair and shaking the fan lazily.

The old inkstone was quickly sold, and the owner of the clothing store bought it, and asked if there was one, and asked for a lot.

Zhu Yuanyuan asked her curiously, what is good about this inkstone, and why is she so interested.

The owner of the clothing store told Zhu Yuanyuan that in them, they all advocate cultivation, and it is rare to find such a pure literati's heroic qi, if you can find this kind of heroic qi during the heart refining period, to wash away the turbidity in the heart, it will be of great help to the cultivators, cleanse the darkness of the soul, make the cultivators not easy to appear demons, and avoid going down the crooked path as much as possible.

I see, Haoran righteousness can still be used like this! Zhu Yuanyuan didn't understand the matter of cultivation, but since that Haoran Qi was in demand, if she found this kind of old inkstone again, could the price be doubled? !

Zhu Yuanyuan secretly rubbed her hands and thought that she could earn a steady stream of spirit stones, and her saliva was about to flow out.

What Du Juan saw when she came back was her smirk, since she and Haitang knew about the existence of the system store, they had a deep understanding of Zhu Yuanyuan's behavior of often wandering and smirking, and they knew that Zhu Yuanyuan was not unconscious, not mentally ill. It's just that her consciousness has entered the system, so she is not in the state.

"Master, what are you so happy about?" The cuckoo came in with a big tray and put the food on the tray on the table, and today Cuihua and Wangcai quarreled and had a fight, and even the cooking time was delayed.

"Just look at the system store, the old inkstone we bought in the morning turned out to be very valuable." Zhu Yuanyuan smiled so much that her mouth couldn't close together, and the smug appearance of the spring breeze swept away the decadence of the past.