But even if the money is enough, Luo Qianhuai can't buy this shop, because she doesn't have a local household registration.

On the other hand, the lease is much simpler, first, the price is very low, and the annual rent is just a cake of gold, and the second is that she has a handbook issued by Lizheng Zheng En, and she can rent this shop.

It's just that when she showed the biography to the Chinese person, the other party suddenly frowned.

"Little lady, are you joking with Jia?" Jia Pei reversed his previous gentle attitude, and looked at her with a look that became quite rude:

"The price of Fang Cai is only for the locals around Xijing and Wuling. But the little lady, you are from Xinzhou, and if you want to open a shop in Changling, it is very rare. ”

Luo Qianhuai heard it inexplicably: "I don't care where I'm from, in short, it won't shorten your commission." Could it be that there is any other way to open a shop in Changling?"

Jia Pei was amused by her. In vain, he thought that this little girl had any origins, but he knew that it was a loach jumping out of a small quagmire, which seemed to be a little clever, but in fact, it couldn't be on the stage at all.

This is not better than other places, it is Changlingyi on the side of Gaozu's mausoleum, how can anyone rent a shop here to do business? And no matter what line of work she wants to do, she will inevitably do the business to the heads of high-ranking officials and nobles, and if something really happens, most of them will be implicated on their heads.

It seems easy for them to enter the industry, but if they want to do it for a long time, they still rely on the word prudence.

"I can't do this business." Jia Pei forced his impatience and said: "If the little lady rents an ordinary house, Jia will naturally not push the money out of his hand, but if he wants to rent a shop, he must first go to Yi Cheng to communicate with him and re-record the biography - at that time, whether he is looking for Jia or other Chinese people, he will keep it without a word." ”

Those who do their job are no matter how much they look down on each other, and it is impossible to offend people to the end, and they must not say anything about it.

This record of the test is said to be his deliberate embarrassment - Changlingyi is not as good as other townships, but the Yi Ling is equivalent to the 2,000 stone high-ranking officials of the county Taishou, and the Yicheng is naturally rising, if Luo Qianhuai really dares to come to the door for such a trivial matter, most of them will be beaten out.

Of course, there are always exceptions to everything, and of course there are outsiders who have successfully recorded and verified the biography in Changlingyi, but they are either wealthy businessmen who are backed by powerful people and princes, or they have really spent a lot of money to open up the door - in short, it is not something that an ordinary little lady can do.

Luo Qianhuai believed it. In her previous life, she knew very well how difficult it was to look down in a big city, so she didn't think elsewhere, and just thought about it and went to find Nayi Cheng to do something, and didn't notice that someone was standing in the distance, looking at her in a daze.

Wen Pu carried a string of oiled paper bags in his left hand, which contained Wufangzhai's dim sum and Yuehelou's lo-mei, and a pot of wine in his right hand.

After Ji'an Hall was seized, the landlord was very implicated, because the widowed mother vomited blood in public in the pharmacy at that time, so after so long, no one was willing to rent this shop, and the door was always locked.

But today, the side door of the shop was pushed open, and a man with the appearance of a middle-aged man and a young lady in the prime of life stepped out from inside.

The little lady was dressed in an apricot-pink brocade cloak, with a circle of snow-white mink fur at the brim, and a stone blue skirt hem exposed underneath.

She combed the common hanging cinnamon bun of girls in the boudoir nowadays, and decorated the left and right sides with two beaded flowers made of green and white jade pieces, which looked elegant and delicate.

But what attracted Wen Pu was not her clothes, but her appearance. Because of the angle, he could only see her side face, which was slightly upturned, and was talking to the Chinese person in a gentle voice, whether it was eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, they were very similar to his sister Wen Lan in his memory, and even the expression when she spoke, it was almost the same.

If Ah Weng can find Yin Yin back, she should be at this age and like this, right? Wen Pu's hand was secretly clenched, and his nails pierced into his palm.

But even when Vinland was not yet out of the cabinet, the situation at home was far better than today, and he could not afford to buy such a brocade cloak trimmed with mink fur, nor could he afford to buy the two blue and white jade bead flowers.

He narrowed his eyes and turned to walk. The good mood for several days was beaten by this unexpected episode. He knew very well in his heart that the famous doctor Xue Wen had great respect for him, and Dr. Tao looked down on him, because they mistakenly thought that the amazing and amazing medical case came from his own hands.

It's not that he didn't think about it, tell the truth and clear up the misunderstanding. But every time he just started, Xue Wen would praise him for being humble, and he was a little wooden, and he couldn't intervene at all.

In addition, a few days ago, he put forward a little adjustment suggestion based on the ideas on the medical case and the patient's own characteristics, and the effect was excellent after application.

In any case, this treatment of Mrs. Tao is indeed a good thing for herself. In just a few days, I got a lot of money, not to mention, I also had a deeper understanding of this thirst-quenching disease, and I took a big step forward in medicine.

As twilight approached, the wind gradually picked up, swaying the branches at first, and then becoming more and more violent. Wen Pu tightened his robe and quickened the pace of returning home, and Luo Qianhuai did the same.

She asked from Jia Pei about the location of Mingyue Tower, where the Mo Gongzi stayed, at the end of the main street of the East Market, only a quarter of an hour's foot away from the shop she had just seen, so she excused him and hurried over, and when the snowflakes swirled and fell, the person had already entered the eaves.

Mingyue Tower is the largest inn in Changling, and it is also the tallest building she has seen since she came to Dayu. The whole inn is octagonal, four stories high, the eaves are rowed, the vermilion lacquer is carved and painted, and the lights are brilliant.

When I entered the lobby, I saw countless desks on the first floor, with fragrant wine and food, and staggered preparations; Others leaned against the railing around the patio upstairs and drank heartily. Luo Qianhuai swept around, but did not see the figure of Mo Gongzi and his party, and was about to ask the shopkeeper about it, when someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder from behind:

"This little lady is here, but is she looking for someone?"

The voice sounded yin and yang, and the hand seemed to be glued to her shoulder and couldn't fall off, Luo Qianhuai frowned, and when he turned around, he saw a tall man in a leather robe, looking at him with bright eyes.