Seeing that he was in trouble, Xiao Er's face turned white, this Sujuan is of good quality, it is still produced by the Fang family, and the price is naturally much higher than that of ordinary people, and this month will be in vain.

"What a bad luck!" Businessmen pay attention to the color head, and the new goods that come today, so that the mood of the shopkeeper Yang is not good.

Tang Lin glanced at Xiao Er, whose face was pale, and then looked at Su Juan who was splashed with ink, and said with a smile: "Uncle Yang, this ink is a commonly used thing for literati, how can it be considered bad luck?" Why don't you show me the material? ”

Tang Lin smiled sweetly and cutely, and what he said was also good, and Shopkeeper Yang's face looked a lot better: "That's it, I'm afraid this ink can't be washed off, don't get your hands dirty." ”

"I don't think that if you can use the ink-soaked lines to embroider a landscape screen, you can cover the stains." Tang Lin thought for a moment and spoke.

"Right...... That's right! It's still Jiu Niang's idea! Shopkeeper Yang thought about it carefully and felt that this was a good idea, and if it was used well, maybe it could be made into something else.

Just now, I thought that the completely wasted fabric instantly had value, and the shopkeeper Yang was very happy: "Jiuniang, you still have an idea, no wonder your teahouse is getting better and better, and everyone on the street envies your father's blessing!" ”

Tang Lin blushed a little when he was praised, and walked a few steps to the side a little unnaturally, it happened to be fabrics suitable for men, so he thought about choosing some materials for Daddy, but he was closer to the two men.

"Young master, this is still the capital, why is the material so rough, you see the pattern above, the stitches are not flat."

"Guanyan! Be careful! Although this fabric is not exquisite enough, the weaving technique is special, and there are people outside the world, remember to be blind and arrogant! ”

Tang Lin didn't expect to hear the conversation between the two men, he had a good impression of the young master at the moment, his voice was good, gentle and soft, and his words were also quite magnanimous, Tang Lin couldn't help but turn his head and glance at it, just when the boy turned around, the eyes of the two met together.

Zhilan jade tree, a gentleman is like a bamboo.

Tang Lin's mind flashed the words of the storyteller in the story of talented and beautiful women, in fact, this young master has deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and white skin, some characteristics of aliens, but his whole body exudes a peaceful and noble temperament.

After looking at Tang Lin for a moment, the man looked away and looked at other fabrics, but Tang Lin couldn't help frowning, how could this person be a little familiar?

The little guy seemed to notice that Tang Lin was staring at his young master, took a step forward to block Tang Lin's gaze, and raised his eyebrows dissatisfiedly, and only turned around when he heard the young master call him.

"Young master, that girl was quite smart just now, but it's a pity that she is a nymphomaniac." At the beginning, their young master also used this method to save a gorgeous dress stained by ink, and they could think of the same way as their young master, that little lady is also a smart person, although she is a nymphomaniac, she doesn't blame the girl, who called them young masters good-looking?

The little guy who was happy didn't care about the young master didn't pay attention to him at all, and continued: "I didn't expect the snowflake brocade that the young master ordered to weave is so popular in the capital, and Madame will be happy to know it......"

Tang Lin, who was regarded as a nymphomaniac, had already turned his head, but his afterglow swept to the purse swaying around the waist of the man in Tsing Yi, and his eyes suddenly paused, it seemed to be the same style as the purse in his memory?

Seeing the figures of the two disappearing at the door, Tang Lin hurriedly chased after her, was pushed a few times at the door, and when she ran out, she only saw a carriage staggering away, and in the middle of the carved patterns on the carriage, there seemed to be a faint word "square", which was not very clear.

"Fang?" Tang Lin banged in his mind, what was in those vague memories was gradually becoming clear, Fang, Little Master Fang! She remembered that those people called the little brother "Fang Xiaogongzi" at the beginning!