Kong Fang has the urge to kick people.

He hates this kind of person the most.

Isn't it great to know who the owner of the cloth village is? How many taels of silver can he tattoo you?

But he was still somewhat weak-hearted. Du Xinwu is not an ordinary person, he is the richest man in Qinghe, but he knows very little about him.

This is clearly not true.

After all, he is Qinghe's parent official, what the "son" is doing on weekdays, and it is really unreasonable for the "parents" to not understand it.

We can't just stare at the money in someone's pocket. We need a little filial piety, but we also have to care about his life and work.

Right?

If you want to milk a cow, you first have to raise the cow, right?

So he said sincerely: "Du Lao, little brother, I am ashamed, Linglong Cloth Village is well-known throughout Baoding Mansion, business is prosperous, financial resources are extensive, and it has made great contributions to the prosperity of our Qinghe County." ”

"But I never came to visit, let alone Du Lao's hard work......"

Du Xinwu thought to himself that it would be right if you didn't come, otherwise who would dare to guarantee that you would not be a night owl entering the house? But then I thought about it, the little magistrate in front of me shouldn't be that kind of person.

He said: "Not long after my lord took office, he suppressed mountain bandits, engaged in infrastructure construction, was busy with affairs, and did his best for the people of Qinghe. ”

"Although the small shop is famous, it really doesn't dare to bother adults. Today, the adults are coming, and the store is already full of brilliance. ”

The mouth of a businessman, the ghost of deceit.

Although Lao Tzu doesn't know how to read minds, the eyes that flashed in your eyes just now are clearly worried that Lao Tzu will come to your store to play the autumn breeze.

Yes, most of the winter has passed, and the autumn wind is still playing wool?

Hole Fang belly slander.

On the surface, the two have been maintaining business blows to each other. Du Xinwu has been really flattered since the night owl disappeared.

He remembered the salt merchant Wu Shiyue.

An inexplicable involution made this old guy a blessing in disguise.

Mo said that he was a successful businessman with a vicious gaze, even ordinary people could see that the wealth and prosperity that the martial arts family got from Master Kong were immeasurable, and they would benefit their children and grandchildren.

Perhaps, my century-old shop, with a slight touch of the adult's golden finger, will go one step further?

"My lord, I'll accompany you to the shop, I don't know what you think?"

He bent down and lowered his posture.

Kong Fang knew that he couldn't refuse, otherwise how could he erect an image of being close to the people? It's a pity that the mobile phone didn't follow the crossing, otherwise you can take a few group photos.

"Definitely. Du Lao, although I am also a person with industry, but when it comes to doing business, I am definitely not as good as Du Lao. Little brother, I'm just going to ask you for some business experience! ”

Modest!

Du Xinwu sincerely put another label on Kong Fang's character.

"Adults are dragons and phoenixes among people, and good horses among horses. In terms of doing business alone, don't say that Qinghe County is the entire Daxing Dynasty, and there is no one who is above you. ”

"With a light touch of your golden finger, you are full of wealth. Look at the old martial artist, this old boy is ready to take a concubine when I hear it. ”

What?

Did I hear you right?

That old boy is almost sixty years old, right?

He even wants to take a concubine! He is not afraid that his head is full of white flowers and is as green as oil by the spring rain overnight?

"Lao Wu is really old and strong!"

Perception of the hole.

The old bacon is going to take another concubine, but his proper little fresh meat is still alone in the empty bed...... Hey, don't talk about it, it's all tears if you talk too much.

"Your Excellency?"

Du Xinwu saw that his mood was suddenly low, and he was inexplicable. Wu Shiyue takes a concubine, why is the adult so sad? Could it be that the little concubine has a leg with an adult?

Do I want to give Wu Shiyue a heads-up?

An old man and a young man spent half a pillar of incense time shopping all over the village, and Kong Fang had some understanding of Du Xinwu's business.

They walked into the sewing room.

Before entering the sewing room, Kong Fang carefully looked at the ready-to-wear clothes hanging on the wall, each one is handmade, exquisite handiwork, and the eye of the needle is fine, it seems that every needle eye is injected with the soul, without the dullness of the scientific and technological process of the previous life.

He couldn't help but admire that the Daxing Dynasty sewing girl was really ingenious.

They entered the sewing room, and the sewing women only looked up, and then they all bowed their heads and continued their work. But I saw that their fingers were like butterflies, flying up and down, and the needles and threads were like elves, jumping between their fingers, shuttling between silk and coarse cloth...

The seamstress sitting at the head of the desk was about seventeen or eighteen years old, because she couldn't see her figure clearly when she was sitting. But the jade fingers are green, the skin is as white as fat, and the corners of the eyes are affectionate.

That look, a little playful, and a little cute.

Kong Fang's gaze fell on her fingers, and he was instantly attracted. She didn't seem to be sewing clothes, but playing the guqin.

The sound of the piano is like water, and the aftersound is lingering.

Du Shiniang sensed Kong Fang's gaze. She bowed her head again, but her heart was angry.

Although she is not a slave, she begs for a living in other people's pots, so she doesn't dare to be angry in person, and only dares to quietly greet Kong Fang and his ancestors in her heart.

Du Xinwu noticed Kong Fang's gaze, and he felt a burst of joy in his heart.

Shi Niang is the granddaughter of his brother who came out of five suits.

This girl had a rough fate, her parents died when she was a child, and she grew up with her grandparents. He saw that she was pitiful, so he took her in and taught her to sew.

Thinking that she can have a skill in the future, she will not be unable to live her life.

Who knew that she was extremely talented, and the needlework seemed to have a soul in her hands, and even he was amazed by the craftsmanship.

This child is not only skillful, but also intelligent, kind-hearted, and has an excellent personality.

At present, adults only have a wife, and there is no concubine yet, if ......

Hey......

Kong Fang's hair suddenly stood on end, and looking at Old Man Du's gaze, he seemed to be brewing some kind of shady conspiracy.

"Ahem......"

When people are old, they like to be improper.

He casually picked up a finished robe, Du Shiniang's work.

Each stitch of the robe is uniform and fine. The hole side pulled out, but he saw that there was no seam.

Awesome!

Du Shiniang's ears were tipped, and when she heard the fragrance of Kong Fang's words, she frowned slightly.

What does it mean?

Is he swearing, or complimenting?

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him pulling the side seam of the clothes again, and couldn't help pouting, pulling, if you have the ability to tear the thread open, Miss Ben will have your surname!

Then the corner of her eye crept up, and she saw a handsome face, and her heart suddenly popped a few times.

Wow, is there such a handsome little meat in this world?

Little brother, where did you come from?

Can you let me take a bite?

Du Shiniang suddenly had a fever at the root of her ears, and her hands and feet had nowhere to put them, as if she suddenly ran into several deer and rampage in her heart.

Kong Fang didn't notice the change in the face of the little girl next to him.

"Old Du, this robe is finely made, it can be called perfect." He was genuinely praised, just this workmanship, one word:

Perfect!

Oh, it turns out that is not swearing, it is a good word.

Du Shiniang, who had been eavesdropping, breathed a sigh of relief, and there was still a hint of joy in her heart.