Chapter 275: Go to the World of Red Mansions to be a fallen master 8
Injured muscles and bones for a hundred days, Xue Pan has been pampered since childhood, and it will take at least twice as long to heal the injury.
Half a year later, Xue Pan completely recovered from his injured leg, and he had already forgotten Zhen Yinglian to Guawa Country.
And Zhen Yinglian also married a wife a long time ago and became Feng Yuan's wife.
Xue Pan was injured, and the Xue family did not go to Jia's house to propose marriage.
Jia Yucun didn't know that Xue Pan wanted Zhen Yinglian, and it happened that Feng Yuan was looking for someone to propose.
This Feng Yuan has a small asset in his family, and he is a scholar, so his identity is also suitable for Zhen Yinglian.
Although Jia Yucun felt that it was a pity to marry casually with Zhen Yinglian's beauty, after contacting Zhen Yinglian, he found that Zhen Yinglian was timid and naΓ―ve, and was not suitable for house fighting, so he dispelled the idea of cultivating Zhen Yinglian to pull a relationship for himself.
In addition, the Feng family was very satisfied with Feng Yuan - Feng Yuan promised to flatter his mother-in-law - Jia Yucun married Zhen Yinglian to Feng Yuan.
After the two got married, in order to give his wife a better life, Feng Yuan quit his bad habits in the past, studied hard, and then was admitted to Xiucai and Juren one after another.
At that time, Jia Yucun was still in a high position and was not exiled, so he helped this cheap son-in-law seek an official position.
The two husbands and wives left Jiangnan and went to the land of Bashu to take office.
Later, Jia Yucun was exiled, Feng Yuanyuan was in Bashu and his official position was low, so he was not affected, and the life of the husband and wife was still stable.
The two sent the Feng family to their death, gave birth to a son and two daughters, inherited the Feng family's incense, and lived their lives peacefully.
These Liu Hiiragi don't know.
After breaking one of Xue Pan's legs, Liu Ji left Jinling.
Ryu Hiiragi returned to the modern world, took a shower, washed his clothes again, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.
The next day, Liu Hiiragi got up early in the morning.
Changed into a T-shirt and long pants, and Liu Hiiragi went out with his schoolbag.
In the schoolbag are embroidered ornaments and some small things that Liu Hiiragi bought from the ancient world.
These days, Liu Hiiragi has bought a lot of things.
He spent almost all the money he earned from the Xue family, and only five taels of silver were left on his body as the future travel expenses.
The book is packed with bulging bags, weighing at least dozens of pounds, but fortunately it is still very strong, so you don't have to worry about breaking the strap or cracking the bag when you walk on the road.
Liu Hiiragi went downstairs first to have breakfast, a bowl of soy milk, two fritters and a tea egg.
Liu Hiiragi hadn't eaten enough, so he bought another baked cake and ate it, so he felt full.
The consumption of martial arts training is really large.
Liu Hiiragi ate breakfast slowly and walked slowly to the bus stop.
It's the time when the workers rush to their places of work, and it's the rush hour, and Liu Hiiragi doesn't want to be a canned sardine.
When the rush hour had passed, Liu Hiiragi came to the station and got on a bus bound for the city center.
Luckily, because the rush hour was just over and there weren't many people in the car and there were empty seats.
Liu Hiiragi walked over and sat down, put his schoolbag on his lap and hugged it tightly, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate his internal strength.
It took him more than an hour to get to the city center, which was enough time for him to practice for a week.
After passing through the city center, Liu Hiiragi chose a stop to get off the bus, changed to another bus, and came to today's destination: the cultural play market.
Liu Hiiragi first walked around the market to see the goods sold by the vendors, most of them were handicrafts, and there were many "antiques", but almost all of them were fake.
Maybe there's a real one in it, but Liu Hiiragi can't tell it.
Although he had been in the ancient world for many years, it was a martial arts world, and he did not have the hobby of a literati.
Knowing the price here, Liu Hiiragi set the price of the goods he brought in his heart.
He found an empty spot and took out plastic sheeting and spread it on the ground.
This is a plastic sheet he bought again, it is plain and does not have any patterns.
He placed the embroidered cloth ornaments and fans on the plastic sheet one by one, and took out the knick-knacks he bought in ancient times and put them on the other side.
Some people passed by Liu Hiiragi's stall and were attracted by the exquisite patterns of embroidery, and came to ask for the price, but were persuaded to quit by the high price.
"How can these little things be sold for such a high price?"
Liu Hiiragi: "These are all handmade, they are embroidered by the embroiderer, not by the machine, and the price is naturally expensive." β
Unfortunately, those people don't understand the value of pure handwork.
Throughout the morning, Liu Hiiragi only sold two things, which were pinched clay figurines, and Liu Hiiragi sold for three yuan each.
It seems that I thought wrong, and it is not so easy to do cross-border dumping.
Liu Hiiragi sighed.
Embroidery can't be sold in modern times, so what should be taken back from ancient times to sell?
"Are your embroideries really handmade?" A middle-aged man squatted down and asked Liu Hiiragi.
Liu Hiiragi: "Yes, it is made by hand and machine, and you can see it at a glance. β
The man picked up a fan and turned it over, looked at it again, and said with satisfaction: "Sure enough, it is handmade, or double-sided embroidery." How much does this fan cost? β
Liu Hiiragi quoted a price.
The man again inquired about the price of the embroidered handkerchiefs and ornaments.
"I've got everything in your stall, can it be cheaper?" The middle-aged man asked.
Liu Hiiragi: "It's all covered?" β
Man: "Yes. So, can it be cheaper? β
Liu Hiiragi: "I'll give you a 10% discount." β
Man: "Half." β
Liu Hiiragi: "Up to 20% off." β
Man: "Six-fold".
In the end, the two of them made a deal at a seven-fold discount on Liu Hiiragi's offer.
The man looked at Liu Hiiragi's school bag and asked Liu Hiiragi to wait for him for a while, and he turned to leave.
After a while, the man returned to Yanagi's stall with the three of them, and packed the embroidery and small objects into three cardboard boxes.
The man took out five wades of cash from his briefcase and handed them to Liu Hiiragi, who quickly loaded them into his school bag.
The man handed Liu Hiiragi another business card: "With such embroidery, you can contact me." As long as the quality is the same as today, I will accept it all. β
Liu Hiiragi took the business card and looked at it.
It is written with the man's name, the name and position of the company, and the contact number.
Cheng Ming, General Manager of Chenguang Arts & Crafts Company, 135xxxxxxxxx.
Liu Hiiragi put away his fame and said to the man: "I have a stable supply of goods, but it is not the same person's embroiderer, but a different person's embroiderer." β
Cheng Ming: "It doesn't matter, as long as it's a handmade product, we will accept it." β
And he doesn't think that one person can embroider so many embroideries at once, embroidery is very time-consuming and energy-consuming.
Liu Hiiragi said that he understood, waved goodbye to Cheng Ming, put away the plastic sheeting, and played in the market.
Feeling that someone was following behind him, Liu Hiiragi sneered.
50,000 yuan is not much, but for many people, it is also a large number.
When Liu Hiiragi was trading with Cheng Ming, he realized that he was being targeted.
Cheng Ming should know that he is tired of this market, and offered to leave the cultural play market with him, but Liu Hiiragi refused.
"Boy, get acquainted, hand over the money, and we'll let you leave in full. Otherwise, don't blame us for being heavy. β
Three men stood in front of Liu Hiiragi, and four more men blocked his back road.
Liu Hiiragi sneered, didn't bother to say anything, and kicked it with one kick.
A few minutes later, Liu Hiiragi walked out of the cultural play market without a single hair.
The others looked behind him, and seven pigs' heads were beaten to the ground, unable to get up.
So the cultural play market and the surrounding local snakes knew that there was a young man who was fighting very badly, and he was a hard stubble, so it was best not to provoke him.
But there are also those who are dismissive: "Awesome? How powerful? Is it good to have my mountain tiger? Wait for someone to come, let me know, I'll meet that kid! (End of chapter)