On the third day after Yinyu left, Wanwan had already picked up almost all the shops in Hangzhou.

She almost handed over these things to Qinglan. In the name of beauty, it is planned for the future development of Yinyu.

An elder brother must have silver. This industry is open in the capital, and it is too obvious. Hangzhou is rich, but it also happens to be a good place.

Afternoon.

The clouds in the sky gradually became denser. The sky, which was still clear, suddenly looked much gloomy.

It was hot for a few days, and it was a little stuffy. Wanwan sat at the window, sorting out the progress she had made since she came to Hangzhou.

Her uncle, Chen Huaili.

When the door was full of beheading, it was naturally on the list.

At that time, the situation was very miserable, and she didn't remember what Chen Huaili's situation was. It stands to reason that he should be wrapped in a roll of straw mats like everyone in the Chen family.

Could it be that her uncle got involved with the Chu family and took bribes to harm the Chen family?

The sin that can be copied and beheaded is not something that ordinary ink corruption cases can achieve. If it was him, how much money was he greedy for?

Knit one's brows.

Wanwan scratched her head, deciding that she still had to think about it and take a look at the ledger.

"Bang bang—"

There was a knock on the door outside.

Qinglan knocked on the door and said, "Fujin." What you have explained is basically done. It's just that... There is also a shop, which is a bit tricky. ”

When Wanwan heard this, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Come in and talk back." ”

After Qinglan agreed, she walked in and said, "The slave is not effective. In the shop that Fujin confessed, there was still one that refused to sell. ”

Wanwan didn't think twice and asked, "But the price is not satisfied?" ”

"It's not."

Qinglan shook her head and said, "That's a small shop selling noodles. The store is not big, and the owner is an old man. The minions paid five times the price, but he still refused. ”

Or not?

His son and daughter-in-law are looking forward to their father's move. But the old man not only refused, but also directly took a broom and beat Qinglan out.

Stop talking, and don't come to the door again in the future. No matter how much silver is given to him, he will not sell it.

When Wanwan heard this, she couldn't help but have a headache.

I've met a nail household.

"Where's the shop?"

Wanwan frowned.

At this time, she can only go out in person. Selling miserably or crying dad and calling her mother or something, she can do it.

"On Willow Street."

After Qinglan finished speaking, Wanwan immediately beckoned Nian Xia to go out to Yangliu Street together.

Yangliu Street, not far from West Lake.

There is a willow tree on the side, and in the spring, the willows are still there, and when the autumn is approaching, there will be a lot of catkins here. It's like snow, and it's very beautiful all over the sky.

The most popular snack shops on the street are all kinds of snack shops.

Her favorite sugar gourds, sugar paintings, rock sugar cakes, lotus leaf cakes, all of them are available here.

"Fujin, this street is so lively."

Nian Xia followed Wanwan to the street, looking at so many shops, her eyes were straight.

Wanwan also missed it deeply, but she didn't stay too long. According to Qinglan's description, I looked at the shops one by one.

Sure enough, in the middle of a group of dim sum shops, I saw a shop that didn't even have a signboard selling noodles.

An old man with silver hair was sitting on a small pestle, guarding the door of the shop.

He was still holding a broom on his chest, blowing his beard and staring, and he was watching the guests coming and going. With this appearance, I'm afraid that if Qinglan dares to appear, he will immediately be beaten away again.

This is the Chen family's property.

Say anything, he can't let it out!

PS: Wanwan Eniang is crossing, so Wanwan also knows some modern vocabulary.