Two days later.

Before the rooster crowed, Lan Chen woke up.

After a burst of Wu Cao, he was sweating profusely and covered in morning light, he also left the door.

Although it has not yet been clear, the street is already coming and going, just like this, carrying the goods prepared in the market.

The city center storehouse has long changed. There are rows of wooden tables placed at the corners. The locations are both good and bad, and it depends entirely on personal efforts.

At least Wang Katie was able to do things well and won a good position at the crossroads - facing the first row of visitors.

Naturally, I spent a lot of silver, and once again, I was penniless.

But Lan Chen did not feel discouraged at all, but instead was majestic.

"Sir, what about here?" Wang Katie, who had already prepared at the stall, waved her hand and greeted.

"Here I'm here, Lao Zhang is quite early." Lan Chen looked at Wang Katie happily, and Lao Zhang and the others.

This time, these three people are fully responsible for the market.

Lao Zhang yawned, "It's not Xiao Wang, this kid is so excited that he didn't sleep all night, so Mengmengliang pulled me up."

"Haha! That's not that your old man is good at craftsmanship. To be honest, I've never seen such delicate, pure dyes."

After saying that, Wang Katie looked around, her nervous look, as if she was afraid that someone would covet her treasures when she was anxious. "Come on, come here, take a look."

Seeing him, he carefully moved the cover of the tank.

Lan Chen also came forward and carefully checked the dye inside.

In the hazy morning light, the purple dye is more mysterious, and it looks extremely delicate in thickness and is much better than the first time.

"Young Master." Old Zhang raised his head, full of pride. "I dared to make some improvements. I never thought the effect was surprisingly good. I dared to pat my chest and swear, which was my lifelong masterpiece."

Lan Chen nodded and saw a different kind of brilliance from Lao Zhang's dizzy eyes, as hot as the scorching sun gradually emerged.

Just at this moment, a strange voice came from the corner, "Oh? Isn't this Lao Zhang? Why is Yan Fang still here to join in the fun today?"

"Old Chen! Why are you here too?"

"A big joke! Isn't it easy to come to the market as the number one dyeing workshop in Xuzhou? Hahaha! I didn't expect that Lao Zhang, you will never leave me." Lao Chen, wearing a flowery dress and wearing a gold ring, is simply a small boss, and has no texture as a craftsman at all.

Who would have thought that this old Chen, once the boss of Yan Fang, took advantage of the situation after treason, seemed to be doing well now.

Thinking of the decline of the past, Lao Zhang's face turned gloomy and seemed to have endless haze.

"By the way, please respect the key points. Don't talk about old Chen in the future. I am now the shopkeeper Chen. But we are different, so you just believed the old master. Until now, that guy is just an old antique. If it weren't for his good fortune, who would have thought of him?"

"Who keeps talking and arguing, Shopkeeper Chen, is it you? My father is not something like you, a pariah, can you discuss it? Or do you want to go to the office to squat for a while!" Lan Chen stepped forward and calmly faced him.

Storekeeper Chen was startled at first, and after careful consideration, he showed a panic expression, "So it's Little Lord, I'm so respectful! Xiaomin is so offensive, I haven't seen you..."

"That is, if I'm not here, you will continue to use your stinky mouth to defile my father?"

"Don't dare!"

He hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking of something, the shopkeeper Chen suddenly straightened his waist. "No, right? Ha... Sir, your father has been demoted long ago? You are not allowed to thank the emperor for your kindness, but the old master who is far away from the end of the world is not allowed to say it?"

"Haha, I think Lao Zhang has the courage to stay in Yanfang. It turns out that you are the ones who interfered with it. Haha, I'm trying to revive Yanfang? Then I'm not polite, worker, take out that thing!"

I really didn't know that he was so "dog" before. I raised my eyebrows, and Lan Chen looked at him quietly with interest to see what kind of splash he could make.

Seeing that Manager Chen, he touched the small porcelain jar in his palm with a proud look on his face, his face full of pride.

"The emperor pays off. After traveling through the vast areas of rivers and mountains, he finally found the purple grass that can be planted. What a gorgeous purple color!"

Through the mouth of the jar, you can also see a thick and dark purple dye.

The word "elegant" is beyond words, and it can even be said to be bleak.

The arrogant arrogance in the shopkeeper Chen made Lan Chen think in his mind, "Purple dye! Isn't this impossible to produce? How is it possible? This color is so thick and thin, just like Yan Fang's."

Lan Chen's face was panicked and just called Manager Chen very happy. He was so successful that he laughed arrogantly, "Young Master Lan, you said it wrong. This is better than Yanfang's dye. If you are unlucky, you are still by my side. When you come to the cloth merchants later, they will be attracted by my can of purple dye and then buy my Tianxiayan's dye."

"Old Zhang, I'll give you a chance last time. I'm free from Yan Fang. Come to me. After all, I will think of the old love. I'll let you... sweep a cottage, hahaha!"

"Young Master Lan, are you? The gambling shop is suitable for you. Such a big deal is not suitable for you, the young master."

After jokingly, Storekeeper Chen turned around and walked back with a sage. His back looked like a charity after a sure victory.

Lan Chen grinned at the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at a person who was about to be destroyed, after all, he was so inflated.

He turned around and waved his hand, indicating that Lao Zhang didn't have to take it seriously and just look at the matter at hand.

Wang Katie, who had noticed something strange, chose to remain silent. When Manager Chen stopped barking, she whispered and asked, "Sir, could he be from Yan Fang before?"

"Yeah, I was still the boss at that time."

"So that's it. I can't do it. I never thought it was them next to me, alas." Wang Katie looked apologetic. After all, this was the first time he had done something for Lan Chen, and it became like this, and he couldn't let anyone die.

Lan Chen smiled, poked Wang Katie's abdomen, and joked, "No, I think this position is the best. I was thinking of teaching that traitor to the treacherous guy a lesson. Now the opportunity is coming by himself. Besides, depending on his attitude, we can do it with the flow."

"Oh?" Wang Katie's eyes lit up, "How to do it?"

"It's all right to wait and see the show. By the way, how many jars did you bring here this time?"

"As you told me, two small and two big."

"Okay, let's go with Lao Zhang, don't show it out for now, wait for a suitable opportunity."

At dawn, more and more people are getting bigger.

This time, we are no longer vendors, but people from all directions. At least we join in the fun, and at most we buy the items we need for power behind us.

Manager Chen also took advantage of the crowds and filled the table with cylinders of various sizes. The purple dye of the small cylinder was even opened with the cover in the center, shouting, "Don't miss it when you pass by, the purple dye of the world's yellow dye is out! Yes, it's the rare purple dye on the market!"

The reappearance of purple dye has attracted a large number of high-ranking officials and nobles to observe, and there are many strange visitors. They seem to be all cloth shopkeepers from other counties.

Manager Chen couldn't help but say, "Dear readers, don't go to Yanfang next door. They will never produce purple dye anymore!"

Chapter completed!