I really don't know what the shopkeeper Di is thinking, she didn't say anything, just asked, but he seemed to be deliberately protecting this carving person, and seeing that he didn't look like he didn't want to say more, she didn't ask more.

"I know," he replied. ”

"No stock today?" Seeing that Jiang Lanqing had stood for a long time, he didn't take out the peach wood ornaments, so he couldn't help but ask more.

Jiang Lanqing shook his head with a smile: "No, I've been too busy lately, I haven't taken care of it yet, wait a few days." ”

"If you have time, you will carve more, there are already several of your guests here, and we will come to see if you have new goods every three or five days." Shopkeeper Di has great respect for craftsmen with craftsmanship, and has always been very enthusiastic about Jiang Lanqing.

As the saying goes, in the year of sweat, the craftsman will not die of hunger.

"Okay." Jiang Lanqing smiled and looked outside the door: "Shopkeeper Di is busy first, I still have something to go back, I'll trouble you another day." ”

Shopkeeper Di nodded politely and asked her to walk slowly.

Jiang Lanqing turned around and left with a smile, and just walked to the door, he was hit by an eleven or twelve-year-old boy in his arms, the young man looked anxious, and said sorry, she smiled and shook her head and said that it was okay, and left Wanjin Building around the teenager.

Waiting for Jiang Lanqing to leave, the young man did not stay and walked into the Wanjin Building.

The figure at the door swayed, and the shopkeeper Di had a professional smile on his face, and when he saw the young man who came into the door, he said with a smile: "Are you here?" ”

Zhao Xingyue walked to the counter: "Boss Di, can you advance a little silver to me first." ”

"What's wrong?" Shopkeeper Di asked.

"In the last few days, the weather has cooled, and my mother has been blowing wind by the river all day long, and she has suffered from the wind cold." Zhao Xingyue had a bitter face, and the worry in her eyes was overflowing.

After listening to the young man's words, remembering that he saw Zhang's family at the door early this morning carrying a basket of dirty clothes and pants to the river to wash, the shopkeeper Di sighed, took out a tael of silver from the drawer and handed it to Zhao Xingyue: "Take it!" Let your mother take care of it when she is sick, don't go to the river to blow the wind again, and it's not too late to go when you're ready. ”

"I see." Zhao Xingyue took the silver and put it in his arms, walked to the peach wood counter, and then said with a bitter face: "Didn't you sell anything?" ”

"Isn't that just on the table! After two days to catch the market, naturally someone will buy it. Shopkeeper Di knew why the young man asked like this, as if he thought of something, and said, "Did you come to see Little Lady Jiang just now?" A woman in a white floral skirt on a blue background. ”

Could it be the one he bumped into when he entered the door just now? Zhao Xingyue's eyes widened: "Is it her?" "Is it her? She had always wanted to meet the person who carved the mahogany ornaments, and wanted to worship her as a teacher, but unfortunately she never met her.

Then he ran outside, he heard Boss Di say that the little lady was from Wafang Village, she had only been walking for a while, she must not have gone far, and she should be able to catch up.

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Jiang Lan cleared out of the Wanjin Building, and only then walked to the cross street in the town, and saw someone banging on the gong at the gate of the local security, she stopped to watch, and saw that there were people in the two prisoner cars.

Usually she doesn't like to watch the excitement very much, but seeing that people like Ma Jinhua are unlucky, she is still quite happy to watch it, so she stopped in place and watched the prisoner car slowly drive towards her.

You can also hear the gong beater striking a gong and shouting loudly: "Everyone, pay attention, this man and woman are doing some deceitful things, everyone should take caution." ”

The prison cart was surrounded by people, and those who did good things asked, "What did they do?" ”