Ji Xing scratched his head and looked at Liubiju's door link.

"Don't dare to compete for the highest, don't worry about the baht. Horizontal batch ...... No point, no business? The shopkeeper, your door is also very good, at least at a glance, you know that it is a duty transaction, and you refuse to bargain. ”

The shopkeeper said with a bitter face: "Little brother, you don't know, this door is right, but the guests come in and stare at the sentence 'don't care about baht', no matter how much I smile, I can't compensate." ”

Ji Ri thought about it, how can there be a reason to post the refusal of the counteroffer on the door link. It's one thing to have no advantage to take advantage of, but there is no clear reason for the same person.

"Shopkeeper, what kind of door couplet do you want?"

As soon as the shopkeeper heard that there was a door, he immediately greeted him with a smile and said, "As long as it is next to me, it is an auspicious word!" ”

Liubiju's buying and selling piles are eating next to each other, as the old saying goes: seven things to open the door, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Liubiju does not sell tea, so it is called Liubiju.

Ji Ri looked at the things in Liubi Curie, and in addition to the six things, he also sold some pickles. I didn't have an idea for a while, so I had to say to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I'll order the signboard first, I can't do your door for a while, anyway, if there is a suitable one, I will write it to you." ”

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper can't beg people with a dead face, but just tell the auspicious day to have more snacks, if there is a good couplet, willing to send a vat of pickles, it can be regarded as a congratulations on the opening.

Unlike cloth and satin, which are often bought and sold at one time, there are no shops to open shops, and they are basically carpenters. The auspicious day was not too troublesome, so he asked his mother to prepare in the store first, and then went back to Junling alone to find Carpenter Zhu.

"Uncle Zhu, I'm here to trouble you again, will you make a plaque?"

Zhu Tianqi was carving rosewood chairs in the yard, and asked without looking back: "How big do you want, what kind of wood?" ”

Ji Ri was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't thought about this problem.

Zhu Tianqi sighed and asked again: "What kind of business, how many faces?" ”

Ji Ri hurriedly replied: "Eight-foot face, selling steamed buns!" ”

"What? What is a steamed bun? ”

I don't have a steamed bun in my hand, so it's a little difficult to explain how to think about Carpenter Zhu.

"Steamed buns are ...... It's steamed cakes! ”

Zhu Tianqi looked at Ji Xing helplessly, and said: "Sell cakes, sell cakes, and fight for cakes, why don't you grab vegetables?" ”

"Oh, it's not a fight over things, it's ...... Forget it, you'll understand when you look back. ”

Putting down the guy in his hand, Zhu Tianqi smiled and said, "You young people, you always have strange ideas. Forget it, how about rosewood? ”

"Huali, it's expensive when you hear it, right?"

Thinking about the only five taels of silver left, the auspicious day decided to save it, after all, it was in exchange for his two poems, not to mention that he would sell a steamed bun, and the plaque would be there.

"Count you kid who knows the goods, and the plaque of Huali costs one or two silver."

Jiri thought that the plaque was expensive, but I didn't expect it to be so expensive. He asked curtly: "Uncle Zhu, don't you know what is going on in our family, do you think I look like a rich man?" ”

"Didn't you just get twenty taels of silver?" Zhu Tianqi looked at Ji Ri with a puzzled expression.

Yes, this money is still in mind. Ji Ri was a little helpless, but he still asked cheekily: "Then you can't buy a plaque for a tael of silver, just tell me how much is the cheapest." ”

Zhu Tianqi lost interest for a moment, continued to dig the pear in his hand, and said: "Elm, one hundred wen, lacquer and another twenty wen." ”

"Okay, just elm, this is fifty wen, and I'll give you the rest of the fifty wen when you're ready." By the way, do you know the door union of the six must-live in the city? ”

"That pair of door couplets, it's famous, I don't know if I can't read, anyway, don't talk about money."

Ji Ri suddenly felt that the door of Liubiju did not say anything else, at least it was really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Okay, then I'll go back first, I'll trouble you about the plaque!"

After saying this, Ji Ri returned to Wooze County. Along the way, I pondered and meditated, how to write the couplet of Liubiju appropriately.

"I am naturally thriving selling steamed buns, and thriving is to ask for good luck. This is also the idea of the shopkeeper of Liubiju, so it must start with his business. ”

When I returned to the steamed bun shop on an auspicious day, it was close to dusk. There was a fire on the small stove on the side, millet porridge was boiling in the pot, and a plate of pickles bought from Liubiju was placed on the table.

"Ah Ri, it's just right to come back, the meal is ready, let's eat quickly."

Seeing that her mother was busy, she sealed the fire and filled the porridge, and the long-lost breath of life made Ji Ri a little stunned.

"What are you doing in a daze, the porridge won't taste good when it's cold for a while."

"Eh, I'll drink it."

The red black pickles and the bright yellow millet porridge, Ji Ri suddenly thought of something, turned his head and shouted to Liubiju: "Shopkeeper, I have come up with it!" ”

The shopkeeper of Liubiju had just finished dinner, and while it was not dark, he reconciled the accounts, and when he heard that Ji Ri said that he wanted to come out, he immediately ran out and asked, "Did you come up with it?" Came up with a couplet? ”

Ji Ri smiled and said, "Your reputation has spread to our village, don't be reluctant to give up that vat of pickles later." ”

The shopkeeper's face turned red and said, "As long as the door is suitable, let alone a jar of pickles, even the pickle jar will be given to you." ”

Ji Ri drank the last mouthful of rice porridge unhurriedly, turned around and went to Liubiju. The shopkeeper was confused, and he also followed, only to see Ji Ri write with a pen:

Shanglian: firewood, rice and oil add fireworks to the world;

Downlink: Sauce, vinegar and salt increase the taste of life;

Horizontal batch: You have to drink tea leisurely

After hearing this, the shopkeeper went to the backyard on the spot, brought a jar of pickles, and asked Ji Ri: "Is one jar enough?" ”

Ji Ri laughed and said: "Shopkeeper, what do you call this, we have words first, how can there be a reason to sit on the ground and raise the price?" ”

The shopkeeper took the pickles to the steamed bun shop and said, "This is the first time that Liu Xi has rushed to deliver something to someone, but it's really worth it!" Little brother is so capable, I don't know what to call it? ”

Ji Ri hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't be so polite to the shopkeeper, we are all neighbors." The day of the younger brother's birth was not good, and the fortune teller said that he wanted to take an auspicious name to suppress it, because the surname of the family was Ji, so he had a single name and a day word, and it was an auspicious day, and you could call me a day. ”

Liu Xi sighed and said: "It's so good, if you buy an industry today, the days will only get better and better!" It's just that your stove is so big and still at the door, what kind of business is this? ”

The auspicious day is really hard to explain, so I have to deduce that it will be known early tomorrow morning.

Liu Xi saw that Ji Ri refused to say more, so he talked about the couplet.

"This couplet not only points out my business, but also mentions the subtleties, and the battle is neat, which is really appropriate, but why is there such a horizontal criticism?"

When Ji Ri heard this, he asked the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, tell me, what are the seven things to open the door?" ”

"Can I not know? Naturally, it is firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar tea! ”

Ji Xing then explained: "Yes, what about tea? After using up your firewood, eating your rice, burning your oil, filling it with sauce, vinegar, salt, and tea? ”

Liu Xi suddenly realized, only then did he understand the wonderful use of horizontal criticism, don't you have to drink tea after eating!

"Hey, Ah Ri, it's really you! Well, I'll go back and settle the scores, and I'll see what you do tomorrow!" ”