The He family, who had gathered dozens of embroidery workshops of the Zhuo family, came here from the south of the Yangtze River, and Song Ercai had a bad premonition in his heart.

He quickly turned his gaze and looked into the distance, after all, he had also met the second son of the He family, but whether he still remembered it or whether he knew himself was unknown.

Soon, the group of people downstairs came in, and Song Er asked his son to stay here and not to move, and went to the corridor by himself, not going downstairs, but standing and listening to the situation downstairs.

Song Tian was a little strange, but his father told him not to move, but he obediently didn't bother.

Downstairs, Cao Lie is still there, introducing the table screen of the rich boy playing in the water.

The embroidery art in the south of the Yangtze River is headed by the Zhuo family, and these things rarely passed on to this side in the past, but now they have, although the price is high and expensive, but it is still sought after.

A red nanmu table screen that is not too big, even if it is exquisite, it is only dozens of hundreds of silver outside, this Bajin playing in the water, Cao Lie offered six hundred taels, and this price is not cheap.

The rich boy has some hesitation, he really likes this table screen, the wooden shelves are not unusual, and the embroidery and paintings on it are really interesting.

"Brother Cao, you're too uninteresting, a small table screen costs me six hundred taels, are you blaming me for not calling you last time I drank, deliberately cheating me?"

Obviously, Cao Lie also knew this person.

Cao Lie said with a smile: "Brother Fu's words, how can I, Cao, be such a stingy person, it's just this table ......"

He was about to say that the table screen was rare, and he had traveled thousands of miles to retrieve it from the land south of the Yangtze River, and the price was really not much, but he didn't finish his words and interrupted him.

"Don't say six hundred taels on this table screen, plus one thousand taels more."

He Wenyun said and slowly moved closer to this side, he first stared at the two people who were slightly surprised, and then turned his gaze to the table screen.

"One, two, three......, eight, nine. There are nine kinds of stitches, and more than 100 kinds of silk threads are touched, and this table screen is 600 taels, and I want it. ”

He made up his mind without saying a word, and the son of the Fu family was anxious when he heard it, "This brother is a step late, what I just said is really a joke, in fact, something Fu has already decided." ”

As he spoke, he gave the person next to him a look, this thing he bought for his grandmother's birthday, these days he searched all over the city and finally found a one that he liked, how could he let others snatch it, he just had a tight hand recently, and he was a little distressed about the silver.

Cao Lie understood, and said to the young man in Chinese clothes who suddenly appeared: "Thank you for the love of the prince, but this table screen Brother Fu has indeed been set in advance." ”

He Wenyun squinted at the two of them, and asked, "Is there a similar table screen for me to see?" ”

If this room full of fabrics comes from the embroidery workshop scattered by the Zhuo family somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River, He Wenyun believes it, but this table screen makes him more suspicious.

When will those embroidery girls who are secretly begging for life have such skills? How could he not know? How could he let it go!

The Zhuo family fell, although someone took over those embroidery workshops in time, but some of the Zhuo family slaves and embroidery girls who learned needlework still flowed out, and those people secretly set up small workshops to sell embroidery to beg for a living.

He Wenyun has been investigating, as long as he finds it, he will find a way to collect or destroy it, and the area south of the Yangtze River has been almost cleaned up for him, but he didn't expect that there is such an embroidery building in the wilderness far away in the southwest.

Before coming, He Wenyun had already asked people to check, and the goods of the embroidery building were transported by water from Jiangnan, but the source of the things was not found.

But when he saw this table screen, he felt that things might not be as simple as they appeared.

Yesterday, Cao Lie got the ten table screens and was amazed, in order to maintain the rarity and mystery, he only put one at a time, and he would take it again when he bought it, at this time in the face of He Wenyun's question, he shook his head with a light smile and said: "It's unfortunate this time, there is only this piece of things for the time being, and there are no two goods." ”

From the few words that the brocade boy said just now, Cao Lie has already seen that his identity is extraordinary, and his purpose is not pure, so naturally he will not sell embroidery to him again.

He Wenyun frowned, looked at Cao Lie, who was smiling faintly, and said with a smile: "It's not a coincidence, but the owner can send such good goods directly to the He Family Medical Center next time, the price is worry-free, but you can open it." ”

"It turns out that the son is from the He family, and Cao is disrespectful."

Cao Lie bowed his hand, and when the son of the Fu family saw this, he was also enthusiastic for a while.

He Wenyun's expression was indifferent, and when he saw that the table screen had been wrapped, he turned his head and looked at something else.

Cao Lie has been following behind him, and will introduce him if necessary.

He didn't know He Wenyun's identity in the He family, but he knew the relationship between the He family and the Zhuo family.

He was vigilant in his heart, and he didn't know much about acupuncture, so he didn't mention anything related to it, but only told what those items were for, and if there was anything that could be seen, he could bring a copy for his relatives at home, and with the prestige of the He family in Fucheng, he was willing to give it away without profit.

Walking down in a circle, the things on the table are the more common stitches of the Zhuo family, and He Wenyun is naturally not interested in these things.

It's just that the patterns on those materials ......

He Wenyun stopped in front of the set of December flower sachets, the embroidery girl who made this pattern was extraordinary, even if these things were taken to Jiangnan, they were also top-notch existences.

"What is the price of this set of sachets?"

In the end, He Wenyun decided to bring something back.

Cao Lie bowed down and said with a smile: "This set of December flowers totals one hundred and twenty taels of silver, but if the son wants, he can give one hundred taels of silver." ”

Just now said that there is no profit to give away, and at this time it is twenty taels of silver cheaper, He Wenyun sneered and said: "The owner doesn't have to be polite, I will pay one hundred and two." ”

People appreciated, Cao Lie nodded and said yes, but there was another layer of conjecture in his heart, this person's status in the He family was not low.

Twelve kinds of sachets of various colors were put into the brocade box by hand, and out of courtesy, Cao Lie also invited He Wenyun to go upstairs to taste tea.

He Wenyun naturally wouldn't go, but when he left, he emphasized that if there was a table screen like that just now, he would send it to the He Family Medical Center.

Cao Lie nodded yes, and then went out to send people to the carriage.

After a while, when the people left, Cao Lie returned with a calm face, he called the two stewards and the three young men in the shop aside, and explained some words carefully before turning around and going upstairs.

Song Ercai was still standing at the top of the stairs, the two looked at each other, and tacitly went to the private room next door.

Some things may not need to be broken, but everyone can guess one or two.

At noon, Song Ercai was the east, and invited Cao Lie to a restaurant diagonally opposite to have a meal, and then he was led by the little maid to the He Family Medical Hall on Middle Street.

The Hejia Medical Center covers a wide area and has a large façade, so you can see the crowds of people from a distance, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

The Langzhong branch here sits in the clinic, and each subject is different, and there are also categories that specialize in treating trauma.

Song Ercai took his son to wait in the outer hall for a meeting, and then he was in line.