Chapter 31: Plum Wine

Winter in Kyoto always comes and goes quickly, and before you know it, the strong spring atmosphere is quietly coming.

If it is said that this year's New Year, Shengjingli can be the most useful conversation after dinner, and there may be nothing else except gathering all the jewelry stores.

As the No. 1 jewelry house in Kyoto, when it comes to jewelry, everyone knows that they gather all kinds of jewelry.

However, such a hugely influential business house has gradually declined in recent years, so that it finally closed its doors.

But just like that, maybe the whole jewelry won't be able to regain people's attention.

Surprisingly, a month after its closure, Juquan Jewelry has reopened!

And on the day of the ribbon cutting, the first 100 customers who entered the store bought everything, regardless of whether they were expensive or cheap, were settled at a 20% discount.

At first, some people didn't believe it, after all, the things in Juquan Jewelry Store were all of the best, and there were even jade gems for royal use, and naturally this price was not affordable for ordinary people.

Although it is equivalent to 20%, this is also a big loss for merchants, is Juquan Jewelry so stupid? So thought to themselves.

But the people gathered in front of the store saw that others bought their favorite hairpins at a 20% discount...... Needless to say, Juquan Jewelry made a lot of money on the first day of opening.

The follow-up of the new bead flower style has attracted the attention of many ladies and ladies, and some people have quietly inquired about the behind-the-scenes design of Juquan Jewelry Store, but they only got the name of Xiao Qi.

Then one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and the reputation of the seventh son of Xiao gradually spread among the crowd.

And the people who caused such a sensation in Kyoto are ...... at the moment Digging......

"Miss, you go and rest for a while, and then Xiaoxiang will be alone."

"It's okay, I'm not tired, I can already see the lid of the stone altar."

On the side of the pavilion outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, there are several plum trees planted, every time the winter is in full bloom, the bursts of plum fragrance will come to the face, but in the spring, the flowers have fallen, and the pieces have withered.

Ruochen heard the voice coming from the depths of the pavilion, and walked over in confusion, "Miss? You ......"

The words stopped abruptly, and I saw Xiao Huang rolling up his sleeves, holding a small shovel and Xiaoxiang to dig a pit under the roots of the plum tree......

The eye-catching scene made Ruochen very surprised in her heart, before that, it was really difficult for her to imagine that a lady would appear in such a picture.

She reacted quickly to take the shovel in Xiao Huang's hand, and said hurriedly: "How can Miss do such rough work, let the slave come." ”

"Rough work? So what are the little jobs I should be doing? ”

Stopping the movements in his hand, Xiao Huang looked at Ruochen and said lightly: "In my eyes, there is only one thing to do or not to do, and there is no distinction between high and low. ”

"Miss, dig it out!" Xiao Xiang suddenly jumped up with excitement.

Seeing two pottery altars in the soil pit under her feet, after being stunned for a while, Ruochen hurriedly stepped forward and Xiaoxiang to lift the jars out.

"Miss, what is this?"

Xiao Huang replied succinctly: "Wine." ”

"This is made by the young lady herself." Xiao Xiang took the words proudly, as if the wine was made by her.

Seeing that she looked like she was holding the wine jar and not letting go, Xiao Huang involuntarily bent the corners of her lips, and suddenly had a mood that she wanted to share.

"Miss?"

Looking at Xiao Huang, who was not aware of the morning dew on the tip of the plum branch, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly as if she was distracted, Xiao Xiang had to free up one hand and gently tugged at her sleeve.

"Huh?" Coming back to his senses, Xiao Huang said to Ruochen: "You can send that jar of wine to your father." ”

Then she thought for a while, and then said: "Xiaoxiang, you put the wine jar here, go with Ruochen, and come back quickly if your father and mother don't have any instructions." ”

"Oh, okay." Xiaoxiang put down the jar in her hand, looking reluctant.

Because the young lady told her before that the brewed winter plum blossoms are fragrant and the degree is insufficient, no matter how you drink it, you will not get drunk, and there is a little sweetness in the mouth, so she has always been worried about it, and she can't dig it out early to fill her stomach.

Xiao Huang obviously saw her careful thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, when will you be missing?" ”

"Huh? …… Yes, Miss is the best! ”

Hearing that she also had a share, Xiao Xiang was suddenly satisfied, and then urged: "Ruochen, let's go quickly." ”

The latter's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and responded, "Yes." ”

After the two left, Xiao Huang glanced at the two mud handprints on his arms and shook his head helplessly.

Xiaoxiang is so stupid...... She sighed in her heart, forget it, anyway, she was covered in dirt, and it wasn't bad.

Inadvertently, a faint fragrance wafted to the tip of Xiao Huang's nose, she lowered her eyes and stared at the jar of plum wine on the ground, and somehow a figure suddenly flashed in her mind......