The first thing is to find a profitable deal, as for the capital, Su Yizhao glanced at the east, there were rolling mountains.

"Huh? You little boy, forget it! Count you thirty taels! ”

Seeing that Su Yizhao left without hesitation, the old man immediately called out behind him.

Su Yizhao ignored it, and just walked around the market slowly.

Seeing that Su Yizhao didn't reply, the old man finally couldn't sit still, "Count your ten taels of silver, ten taels are all done, right?" This is the lowest price, it is a real ancient book, you can't find this book anywhere, it's out of print! ”

Su Yizhao turned his head to look at the old man and stretched out five fingers.

"What? Five taels of silver? That's not possible, this book is written by the side branch of the Dajun Dynasty Wenjia. You know the Wen family, right? Famous families in the big county......"

The old man chattered endlessly, but Su Yizhao shook his head.

"What five taels of silver? I'm talking about fifty wen, if you sell it, I'll buy it. It's getting late, and I'll have to go back early. ”

Su Yizhao didn't know any of the Wen family of the Dajun Dynasty, which had nothing to do with her.

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "You little baby, I don't know what to do!" You are only willing to give fifty wen for such a book? ”

Su Yizhao sighed, looked at the angry old man, and said, "Then do you sell it or not?" ”

The old man pushed the book forward violently, and said angrily: "Give it, take it!" ”

Su Yizhao turned back at this time, and by the way, he took out a silver horn of a penny from his arms.

The old man took out the small scale next to him and weighed it, then he put his mind at ease and found fifty copper plates to go back.

Su Yizhao didn't feel curious when he saw Yuerong called silver, but such a nickname for silver is not something that ordinary people can have.

She glanced at the old man, his sideburns were gray, his gray beard and slightly scattered hair made him look a little depressed.

The horizontal lines on the forehead are deep, and it looks very vicissitudes, but the eyes are very clear.

Su Yizhao glanced at the other books on his stall again, including recycled old books and brand-new Four Books and Five Classics.

Suddenly I found a very small book in the corner with a blue cover.

Su Yizhao was a little curious, she picked it up casually, opened it and flipped through it.

What catches your eye is a few strokes of the figures, accompanied by a short text underneath.

This ancient painting is the most elaborate artistic conception, and some of the paintings are still very abstract. This character is not very well depicted, but it is very similar to the comic strips from the previous life.

Just when Su Yizhao wanted to take a closer look at the details, he didn't want to snatch it away with a rough big hand.

"This book is not for you little baby, buy it and go back quickly! There are a lot of flowers on the street, and your little baby has fine skin and tender meat, and I will definitely put a sack for you when I meet you. ”

The old man glanced at the sky and planned to close the stall.

"Alas! I sold two copies at a loss today! ”

Su Yizhao was a little surprised, he thought that this old man was fooling people with a mouth, but he didn't expect that he was a cold-faced and hot-hearted person.

"Is this a children's book? Why can't I watch it? Su Yizhao pretended to be curious and asked.

"It's not a villain's book, it's just that someone drew the story of a talented and beautiful woman and put it on my place for consignment. You're too young to see that. The old man packed up his things and replied without raising his head.

Su Yizhao looked at it a little just now and found that the figure painting was very abstract, more like a random sketch.

The author's ability to narrate the story is not very good, although Su Yizhao has never seen other books, but the beginning of this story is very old-fashioned.

The first sentence at the beginning of "Once upon a time there was a scholar ......" is this sentence, Su Yizhao can imagine a lot of words, and the first sentence at the beginning is this.

"You still have a notebook?" Su Yizhao simply didn't leave, and talked to this old man.

"What? Are you interested? Then when the book comes, you can choose something that suits you. Come and shop once every five days, about 20 wen a book! The old man thought that business was coming, so he said with a little enthusiasm.

"Just this little book, it costs twenty yuan?" Su Yizhao pointed to the notebook and said.

"If you're a regular customer, I'll give you two pennies cheaper. Everyone is here to consign, I don't make much copper plate from you, everyone gets it. The old man sighed, life is so difficult!

Su Yizhao saw the old man coming over, and immediately came closer.

"Uncle! Actually, I have a senior brother ......"

As the sun sets, the orange-red light seems to dye the liquor store in a silvery red color.

"What? That doesn't work, you have to make me something, right? The old man's voice suddenly raised, and then he shook his head violently.

"You don't know, my senior brother is not only thin-skinned, but also has a stubborn temperament. Normally, I'm willing to give a little help, but it's not a long-term solution! ”

As Su Yizhao spoke, he pulled up the old man's sleeve and continued: "Originally, he didn't bother to do this for a living, but his family was poor and his widow was seriously ill, otherwise he would definitely not agree to this." ”

"But if you want eighty percent, it's too greedy, can I still make money?" The old man shook his head, his face was sad, but his eyes were shining.

"You can rest assured, you have to earn a lot of money if you want to keep it. My brother's book, but I've read it, and it can't be compared. If you agree, then decide. When he's done, I'll show it to you. ”

Su Yizhao said with a look of certainty, and the old man thought about waiting until he read the book.

"When the time comes, it will sell more than twenty wen, so just wait! But let's say okay, you can't increase the price at will, otherwise we will terminate the cooperation. ”

The old man nodded and agreed, "Done!" But you don't have to go back and talk to him about it? ”

Su Yizhao waved his hand, sighed, and said, "No, my senior brother said that this is all insulting to his scholar's face, and he will leave it to me!" It's better to help him than to starve to death, right? ”

The old man glanced at Su Yizhao deeply, "You are kind!" ”

I believe you have ghosts! The old man snorted coldly in his heart!

The two agreed on the date of handing over the notebook for the first time, and Su Yizhao left for home.

But as soon as I went to the main room to ask for peace, I heard the cheap dad who I hadn't met for half a month talking in the house.

"You said that our four rooms have been living on your dowry, and now you have given those shops out to help your mother's family, I have no complaints, why do you complain about me?"

The man's angry voice sounded faintly, and Su Yizhao, who was waiting outside the door to greet him, hurriedly pricked up his ears when he heard this.

"Our four rooms originally had no input, and if we gave those two shops out, the income of our four rooms would be less than half. The master is not involved in general affairs, how can he know the difficulties of the concubine? ”

The woman's voice trembled, as if trying to suppress the anger in her heart.

"What about half less? We have a moon silver in the four rooms, and we can live the same life, so that you don't often talk about these things. Su Wenqing said indifferently.

Su Yizhao heard that the two should be quarreling over silver, and it turned out that this official eunuch family also had times when they were worried about money.

(End of chapter)