The shop is not very large, but actually consists of two storefronts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info, however, makes the most of it, one serving as his family's bedroom and living room with kitchen, and the other with a stone mill and some related tools for making tofu.

And now, he invited Nan Jian and Yang Ziyan to their living room, and according to his wife's instructions, Tang Mazi used a big black bamboo tube for the guests to scoop a bamboo tube of homemade herbal tea. And, from a small cupboard attached to the root of the wall, he took out two coarse porcelain middle bowls, and got a bowl of herbal tea for each of them.

Look at their trinity family, with a large bed at the top, and the middle window is broken because of the window frame, so they put straw to protect it from the cold, and their bed is covered with a dirty yellowed coarse cloth quilt. Now, his wife was getting up from her clothes and stepping out of bed. However, Nanjian and the others still saw that on their couch, there were seven small heads at the mouth of the quilt at both ends, and they looked up at the person who came with concern.

At the other end of the room, the windows were wide open, and it was pitch black outside, and a cool night breeze was wafting in with the greasy smell of their windowsill. Because, under the window frame, there is a cutting board horizontally, on which are placed their pots and pans and other eating tools.

And at the top of the board, there was a small stucco stove blackened by firewood, and a small water tank with a wooden lid was placed next to the wall. The handle of the scoop on the lid is facing the side of the bed.

In the middle of the room, there is a small square wooden table and five or six small bamboo chairs, which can be regarded as a relatively simple living room utensils. Now Nan Jian and Yang Ziyan are politely seated next to this small square table by Tang Mazi and his wife!

At the end of the bed in their house lay a rectangular table against the wall, on which stood a small, black, greasy oil lamp, and five or six moths were playing to and fro around the dim wick, threatening to extinguish the lights of their house.

At this time, Tang Mazi's wife was not ashamed, she was draped in a homespun sweatshirt, showing her red chest and belly pocket, and sat on the wooden barrel with a lid on her husband's left, and asked straight to the point:

"Two guest officers, what do you mean by what you said just now to send gold to our family?" During the questioning, her man Tang Mazi smiled innocently, as if to say:

"My wife is better than me, and she has the final say in this family!"

"Give me your tofu shop!" So, Nan Jian also said straight to the point, and he lifted the two hundred taels of gold in his hand and shook it, "If you agree, these two hundred taels of gold will be yours!"

Tang Mazi's eyes widened again, revealing a greedy expression, so his mother-in-law glanced at him, but deliberately pretended to be nothing, and sneered and said:

"Guest officer, your idea is too sudden, why do you want our family's workshop?"

"Yes, it's too sudden!" Tang Mazi echoed with a smile.

"Two hundred taels of gold is not a decimal number!" Suddenly, Yang Ziyan took over and said, "A small workshop like yours can't earn so much in a lifetime!"

"That's not what you say!" The woman immediately took over the conversation, suddenly stretched out a finger, scratched a drop of water on the table, and said slowly and leisurely, with a smile, "Our family has lived here for more than ten years, but suddenly said that we want to move out, and we are really not mentally prepared!"

"What are you afraid of, with these two hundred taels of gold, where can you worry about not being able to buy a decent mansion!" Yang Ziyan said again, "It's better than your family crammed into such a small eggshell-like place!"

"Hey, hey, I never thought about it. Tang Mazi disturbed the scalp and said with a smile.

Immediately, his wife gave him another blank look, and her expression seemed to say:

"You talk a lot of nonsense ******, you will die if you don't speak!" Suddenly, Tang Mazi's face became solemn and expressionless, like the sky after lightning, and the dark clouds were steeply dark.

"What you say is true!" said the woman with a smile on her face, "but it's a little too cheap!"

Therefore, Yang Ziyan immediately glanced at Nan Jian, and her expression seemed to say:

"What kind of person! Two hundred taels of gold, let alone such a dirty workshop, even a villa can be bought. ”

"That's good," so he said with a sneer, "Then let's go talk to Wang Guangcai from the crude medicine shop next door!"

"Alas, don't worry, the two guest officers!" Tang Mazi's wife immediately said with a smile, "One guest does not offend two masters, people's business is doing well, and they may not accept your conditions; besides, our house is facing the gate of the General Soldier's Mansion, and Mr. Feng Shui praises the shop of our house, which is a treasure of feng shui!"

"Yes!" Nan Jian said coldly, "But, no matter how good the treasure is, if others don't agree, we can't do anything about it!"

"It's not that you don't agree, guest!" said the woman with a grin, "if you add a little more, we'll agree without saying a word!"

"How much?" Nan Jian still asked coldly.

"Well......" The woman glanced at her husband, and then secretly looked at their expressions, as if she was dragging their feet, for she did not know what price to offer. Finally, she smiled and reluctantly held out a finger at them.

"One or two!" Nanjian said immediately.

"At least ten taels!" said the woman, looking anxious.

"Okay, ten taels is ten taels!" Nan Jian immediately said with a decisive sneer.

When the woman heard this, she was full of remorse, and she cursed herself in her heart:

"Why are you so stupid! I knew he would be so happy, I should have called a hundred taels!"

Seeing her unhappy look, Nan Jian said again:

"In this way, the fertilizer and water will not fall into other people's fields, and we will add another fifty taels of gold, how about you please make tofu for us for ten days?"

The two of them were startled again, but the woman smiled and said:

"Of course you can, but three meals a day are also under your care!"

"Yes!"

And so, their business was closed!

Although there is no moon outside, with the help of the lights along the street, Nan Jian and the others can still find it, and go back to the way to the inn for good luck; the breeze is refreshing, and in the clear air, Nan Jian smells the faint fragrance of jasmine on Yang Ziyan's body. At this time, she was fiddling with her fingers in boredom, as if she had a lot to say, but she didn't know how to say it to him.

"Tomorrow we'll start selling tofu!" she said as they walked past a silk shop and through the dim light shining from it.

"How's that, have confidence?" said Karakumi, looking at her with an encouraging smile.

"With you, I have confidence in everything!" she said.

However, Nanjian pretended not to hear and walked straight forward, so she boldly observed him as she went. At that moment they had walked past a row of trees along the street, and the wind was blowing the thick leaves, so she raised her voice slightly and asked him:

"Do you have someone you like?"

Nanjian stopped, knowing that she was seriously waiting for his answer.