Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Thousand Words
"How is it colder today than yesterday." Yang Mosheng gathered his clothes and complained.
"Brother Yang, when did you come back last night? I didn't hear any movement. β
"Oh, I had a few more drinks with the guys at the liquor store last night, and I came back to see you all sleeping."
"Can it be cold to fall asleep at night? A-Niang prepared a basket of charcoal for you and put it at the door of your room, but I didn't see you use it. Rest assured, this one won't add extra money. I laughed.
Yang Mosheng waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no, how can I ask for your charcoal for nothing, it is not easy for you to make money." β
"It doesn't cost money, it's all saved by A-Niang's cooking on weekdays, if you feel that you don't want to go, just wait for the weather to clear up and go to the wild slope in front to help pick up some dead branches and come back."
"Okay, you're all set?"
I tied the rope a little tighter: "Hmm. β
"On such a cold day, is yesterday's goods easy to sell?" Yang Mosheng helped pick up two boxes of tofu.
"It's not easy to sell, and half of it hasn't been sold out at noon, so the young owner who happened to be diagonally opposite came to play, bought the rest, and let us cook it and send it to the county government to help the poor."
"Yo, that young owner is a good person!"
"Yes. Brother Yang is also a good person. Otherwise, it will take me some effort to carry these two burdens to the inn, A-Niang's foot injury is just right, and it is inconvenient to move around more, Jiajia is only my neighbor after all, and it is not good to trouble her all the time. I picked up the bean curd, followed two steps, and praised Yang Mosheng.
The snow on the ground had not yet melted, and the snowflakes in the air began to flutter again. All the way to the Jianghu Inn, the head and shoulders had already been covered with a white expanse.
"Ouch, that's early enough!" Ah Wu greeted me with two handkerchiefs and waved off the snow on my shoulders: "I know it's not easy to sell, but I still do so much today?" β
I took off my burden and took Yang Mosheng's flat burden again: "Didn't the young owner of Yuelai Restaurant throw away a bag of money yesterday?" The refugees were so pitiful that they sent some to them at noon. β
Ah Wu stepped to the door: "Okay, your tofu is up to you." Have the great good people ever had breakfast? β
"Let's have two bowls of soup cakes." I instructed and grabbed Yang Mosheng: "Brother Yang, it's still early, let's go to the wine shop after breakfast." β
"Okay, then it's better to be respectful." Yang Mosheng sat down, but his eyes looked towards the cabinet.
I followed it and took a look, and it turned out to be a picture of βββ integrity wins the world.
Although I don't know calligraphy, I also think that these words are written in a very atmospheric way and look very comfortable. Didn't notice yesterday and don't know when they hung out.
"Little Er, the same old way!" One shouted next to me. The man who came was in his forties, holding a delicate small hand stove in his hand, wearing a long red jacket, a gray velvet collar and a goatee, and he looked strangely warm. I recognized him as the shopkeeper of the pastry shop next door, and I thought it was because the guests didn't come so early and came over for breakfast first.
"Guest officer, please!" Ah Wu shouted.
"Yo, shopkeeper Huang, it's early!" Fauber also raised his head from the counter and greeted, "How's the business lately?" β
"Hey, don't mention it, it's cold, if it's not really greedy, who will come to my store." How are you here? β
"Hey, it's not the same, this snow is ......," Fauber frowned, his chubby face as worried as unsteamed steamed buns.
"Two bowls of soup cakes, please use them slowly." Ah Wu greeted us and went to the back kitchen again.
"Brother Yang, please."
"Oh, good."
"Is there anything wrong with that word?" I took a big sip of soup and asked.
Yang Mosheng took a bite of the cake: "The calligraphy is good, I don't know who it is, it's hanging too far, and I can't see the payment clearly." β
"Yes, the pen is sharp and smooth! Okay, good! The shopkeeper Huang also gave a thumbs up and praised.
Fu Bo followed his gaze: "Is the shopkeeper Huang praising this character?" β
"Hmm. When did this hang out? I don't know who wrote it? β
Fauber smiled: "You said this? This is what our owner wrote last afternoon when he had nothing to do, and hung it here, saying that it would be sold to see if it could be sold. β
"This is for sale? That's great! I don't know how much it costs? β
Yang Mosheng and I also pricked up our ears and waited for an answer.
Fu Bo hesitated, slowed down for a moment, stretched out a finger, and whispered: "The proprietor said that he wanted a tael of silver." β
"What? A tael of silver! Shopkeeper Huang was shocked.
Yang Mosheng and I glanced at each other, and sighed slightly, it's just a word, you can't eat or drink, and you can't keep warm, it's still so expensive!
"So expensive!" Shopkeeper Huang sighed, and muttered again: "Li Dongsheng, this is not famous." β
"Fu Bo, I'll go out with Xian'er for a while and come back in the afternoon. I'll leave the inn to you today. Li Dongsheng came from the backyard and ordered.
"Yo, boss, you've just arrived. Shopkeeper Huang has taken a fancy to your words. β
Li Dongsheng's handsome face bloomed: "Really? That's great! This is the money I have earned myself, you can find another account book for me to remember, I want to see how much I can earn in a month. After a while, let Ah Wu help the Huang shopkeeper send it to the door. β
"No, no, no, you don't need to send it to the door, the owner may not recognize me, I am from the Huang Pastry Shop next to you, I can take it back by myself." It's just that...... Can this price be cheaper? The shopkeeper touched his goatee and began to bargain.
"Cheaper?" Li Dongsheng had an incredible look on his face: "Just one or two pieces of silver, is it still expensive?" β
The shopkeeper Huang stretched out two fingers: "Two hundred wen." β
"You ......" Li Dongsheng restrained his smile: "One or two silver!" β
"Okay, okay, everyone's next-door neighbor, three hundred Wen, just make a friend." The shopkeeper continued to laugh with him, and his hand stretched out towards the words.
Li Dongsheng pushed his hand away: "I said: one or two silver!" β
"Three hundred is a lot of money, who else collects these in this world? I just happened to have a picture in the store to decorate the faΓ§ade, and I saw that the meaning of your word was also good, so I deliberately collected it, just three hundred words, which is really a lot. If this had been before, maybe it could have been added a little. β
Li Dongsheng's face sank: "Before? Hmph, if you had counted 10,000 taels of silver before, I wouldn't have been rare. If it weren't for the Anshi Rebellion, my family would have suffered a tragic accident, how would I have sold words here and been idle by you? One or two silver, love to buy it or not! β
"Hehe, two, two, harmony generates wealth, harmony generates wealth, buying and selling is not in benevolence and righteousness, hehe." Fauber snorted at the two.
I lowered my head and smiled secretly, this owner is really interesting, it is rumored that he is the son of a rich and noble family in Chang'an, because An Lushan's rebels invaded Chang'an, so he ended up here. I didn't expect my temper to be undiminished at all, and I thought I could say everything and be respected by everyone.
"Okay, good, in this way, five hundred yuan, it really can't be more!" The shopkeeper Huang increased the price again, and it seems that he really likes it.
"Five hundred wen." I smiled at Yang Mosheng: "A piece of writing is so expensive!" Just five words, enough for me to sell tofu for several days, and one word is worth a hundred dollars! β
"Get out!" Li Dongsheng was silent for a moment, and suddenly spit out a word softly.
I was stunned, what did he say?
"Huh?" Shopkeeper Huang didn't understand either.
"I said, get out!" Li Dongsheng increased his volume a little more.
"You...... You...... I'm here for dinner. Shopkeeper Huang obviously didn't expect Li Dongsheng to reply like this, so he sat on the bench angrily: "Little Er, where is my breakfast?" β
"Didn't you hear? Get out! This is my inn, I'm not going to do your business today! Li Dongsheng pointed to the door, his tone still domineering.
In addition to us, there were three tables of guests in the entire guest hall who were eating, and when they heard the movement, they looked at Li Dongsheng in surprise and lowered their heads to discuss.
"You ......" Shopkeeper Huang was so angry that his neck was red, covering his chest with one hand and pointing at Li Dongsheng with the other: "You tell me again!" β
"Boss, let's not talk like that. Huang shopkeeper, calm the anger. You also know that our host is also in charge of the second day, and we don't know how to treat people. Fu Bo patted the back of the shopkeeper Huang and comforted.
"Dongsheng, have you explained it? Dongfang Hong's family has long passed, and we can't go too late. I'm going to introduce you to some people......"
Mu Niangzi walked out of the backyard as she spoke, she was dressed in a white dress, a red cloak, the hair ornament on her head was shining with gold, followed by a warm heart, holding a beautiful wooden box.
When she saw Li Dongsheng's expression, she suddenly stopped, and when she came to Li Dongsheng's side, she asked softly, "What's wrong?" β
"Xian'er, I'm ......" Li Dongsheng pursed his lips and wanted to explain.
Shopkeeper Huang interrupted him: "Mu Niangzi, you give a commentary." Just this picture, he actually wanted to sell me a tael of silver, and I returned to 500 yuan, so he didn't sell it, and he actually asked me to 'get out'!
I'm here to eat, you ask the shopkeeper, our two families have been doing business next to each other for more than ten years, and I basically eat breakfast at your house every morning.
He actually told me to '' today! If you don't give me an explanation today, I really can't swallow this breath, it's a big deal to die of anger, lying in your shop. β
"Yo, shopkeeper Huang, look at your anger, these wrinkles are all out, and you don't look as young and handsome as yesterday." Mu Niangzi covered her mouth and smiled, and waved the ice silk handkerchief in her hand: "Ah Wu, go and give the Huang shopkeeper a pot of chrysanthemum tea to go to the fire." β
"Hey, a pot of chrysanthemum tea, come right away!" Ah Wu replied.
Li Dongsheng pulled the sleeve of the Mu lady: "Xian'er, I only sell this character for one or two silver, do you think it's expensive?" β
I think Mu Niangzi should teach him a good lesson, but I didn't expect Mu Niangzi to smile softly:
"Ever heard of 'a thousand words'? Your handwriting is so beautiful, in my opinion, it is not an exaggeration to sell these five words for five thousand taels of gold. But why do you scold your guests? β
"I ...... It's him, he bargains three times and twice, it's really disrespectful. Such people do not deserve my respect. You said that this inn was in charge of me, and I couldn't decide not to do his business? β
Mu Niangzi took Li Dongsheng's hand: "You are my husband, my life's dependence, the owner of this inn, you are the master of the entire inn, of course you can let people drive him out, and even close the inn is up to you." When the time comes, I will accompany you to set up a stall on the street to sell characters, like this, you write a picture every day, sell it for 5,000 taels of gold, and we don't have to work so hard to guard this inn. β