"Well, that's a good idea, then I'll leave the numbering matter to the second girl.

You can think about how to do numbering, this is our Zhang family's first industry. Guaranteed to be foolproof. ”

"Grandpa, you can do it well, and promise to do things properly for you." After Han Yun finished speaking, she patted her little chest and said that this matter will be left to me, don't worry.

"Tomorrow, let's give Yun Ze a few pieces of ink and let him give them to the master and his good classmates."

"Dad, for nothing?"

"Give it away for nothing, just let Yun Ze say that there are in the 'Scholarly Pavilion' in the town and the 'Cangshan Study' in the county, and don't worry about anything else." Old Man Zhang instructed.

decided that Boss Zhang would take Han Yun to the town tomorrow to deliver ink and then sell the dresser.

The next day, the two of them set off early, and went to the town for more than ten miles, and there was no ox cart carrying passengers, so the two did not dare to delay and go straight to the town.

When I arrived in the town, I went to the 'Scholar Pavilion' first, and when I entered the store, the shopkeeper came forward to greet me: "The two guest officers, please, what do you need?" ”

"Second brother, let's buy ink for my brother, can you introduce me?"

Xiao Er saw that although the father and daughter were wearing no patches, they were ordinary cotton clothes.

As soon as he heard Han Yun say to buy ink, he hurriedly took the box on the shelf behind him.

introduced: "Two guest officers, if you have enlightened students in your family, just use this ordinary ink block, this five hundred wen piece."

There is also this 'Wentang' ink, which is one or two pieces of silver.

It's the best ink we've got in town. Where are you two from? ”

Han Yun picked up a piece of Wentang ink, put the tip of his nose and smelled it, it was a little burnt, but it was big but not much.

Glancing at my father, my heart is just a tael of silver for this ink? It's not comparable to their ink.

"Little second brother, do you have Zhang Jiamo here? My brother is used to that ink.

Their ink writing is not stuck, it is not astringent, and it dries quickly and does not fall off black ash.

You won't be hacked after writing, do you have it at home? Han Yun asked pretendedly.

"Haven't you heard of Zhang Jiamo?" Xiao Er is a little confused, when did Zhang Jiamo come out?

What Xiao Er didn't know was that from then on, someone came to buy Zhang Jiamo almost every day.

"My brother told me, saying that there is one in the town, and if you don't have it, I'll go to someone else's house to have a look!" After Han Yun finished speaking, she didn't waste any more time, so she went to a private school with her father.

After explaining the matter clearly, the two went to find a place to sell dressers.

I inquired about a few shops that didn't give a good price, and they all wanted to pick up a bargain. The two discussed going to the county seat to sell it.

"Dad, how long will it take to get to the county seat? Can you come back today? ”

"Let's rent a carriage and go there, we can get there in an hour, and if it goes well, we can go around the county.

When you come back, hire a carriage and get home before dinner. Zhang Shujun said that he could walk around the town and then go home.

An hour later, in front of the 'Wanbao Zhai' jewelry store, a father and daughter dressed in ordinary clothes were muttering something at the door.

"Dad, did you see the carriage? It must be the lady of a rich family who is sitting, so let's sell this dresser to her.

After a while, the people in the car will come out, and you will do whatever I ask you to do, and you will cooperate with me. Seeing that the father nodded, Han Yun was relieved, and whether he succeeded or not depends on who was in the car.

The car stopped, and a little maid in a light green dress walked past and raised the curtains.

I saw a beautiful woman with high temples coming out of the car, well-maintained, graceful and luxurious, thirty-six or seventeen years old.

When Han Yun saw it, he knew that it was the fat sheep in his mind, ahh

"Hey, hey! Dad, I was blinded by the wind.

Take out our heirloom treasure, the glass mirror, and let me see what's in my eyes. Han Yun shouted as exaggerated as he wanted, for fear that others wouldn't hear it.

Father Zhang quickly cooperated, opened the makeup mirror in his hand, and set up the bracket of the glass mirror in the direction of the lady.