In Linxi Lane, Tang Ji made an appointment with the coachman to pick him up in the morning. After waiting for the carriage to leave, he turned around and walked into the courtyard, only to find something strange.
Jiang Ran's courtyard has a total of three rooms. In addition to the kitchen and master bedroom, there is also a dilapidated hut on the left side of the door, which is mostly filled with sundries and firewood.
But at this time, Jiu'er was wiping the window frame outside the house. After noticing the extra figure in the courtyard, he turned his head and greeted: "Mr. Tang, you are back!"
Tang Ji had also become accustomed to this girl's playful and cute side. He walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"
"The young lady said to tidy up this room and let you live in it from now on!" Jiu'er replied with a playful smile.
Hearing this, a warm current suddenly surged in Tang Ji's heart, and he looked inside the house, but unexpectedly he met Jiang Ran walking out.
The two did not kiss together like in a bloody love drama, but simply looked at each other. The man's eyes showed nervousness, while the woman's was shy.
"Ahem!" Jiu'er's movements stopped and he coughed twice.
Hearing the sound, the two of them took small steps back.
Jiang Ran lowered his head and said softly: "You are back."
"Yeah!" Tang Ji rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, then glanced at the room and found that many things had been arranged, and asked in surprise: "Is it all done by you two?"
Jiang Ran shook his head slightly and explained: "Thanks to Brother Cheng's help, otherwise I'm afraid it would be difficult to clean up today. I still need a quilt. I'll get it."
After saying that, she quickly walked towards the master bedroom.
Tang Ji walked into the room and took a look around. The old bed boards, the table with uneven corners and small wooden blocks, and the yellowed window paper. Although the decoration was far less than that of the Jianghai Chamber of Commerce room, it could make people feel unusual.
Warm.
Jiu'er, who was standing outside the house, seemed to remember something and reminded him through the window: "By the way, Mr. Tang, not long ago, the young man in white we met yesterday came to see you. I told you that you haven't come back yet, and he was a little nervous.
Left disappointed.”
Tang Ji sighed softly. The guy's desire for stories was really to an almost pathological level. It seemed that he had time to tell the rest of the story to him in one breath.
Soon, Tang Ji helped Jiang Ran make the bed, and the three of them settled today's dinner.
As night fell, the irregular moon disk hung in the sky, and silver light spread all over the ground.
Tang Ji leaned on the small chair outside the master bedroom, using the moonlight and candlelight in the room to watch intently a figure "dancing" in the courtyard holding a wooden stick.
Jiu'er recalled the contents of the secret book and used all the moves with dexterity.
After a while, she calmed down, put away her stick, and exhaled a breath of thick air.
Tang Ji jumped up from his chair excitedly and said, "Jiu'er, please teach me how to practice martial arts!"
"You...can't!" Jiu'er refused without even thinking.
"Why?" Tang Ji asked, spreading his palms.
Jiu'er put the wooden stick next to the chair, picked up a pot of cold tea, looked up to the sky, took a sip, and explained: "Because you have no foundation, I have been practicing martial arts with the master since I was five years old, and you are seventeen, so use the master
As the saying goes, the foundation is already formed and it is difficult to repair it!”
Tang Ji had read a lot of novels, and most of them emphasized that the younger you are, the better it is to practice, but he never thought about becoming more powerful, just to save his life.
Seeing Jiu'er's tough attitude, he snorted coldly, picked up the wooden stick, "turned over" the scene he just memorized in his mind, imitated her movements, and did it in a decent manner.
Jiu'er originally thought that he would only memorize one or two moves, but he didn't expect that he would actually learn the entire set of martial arts. Thinking that he would be at a loss, he jumped up quickly, bared his teeth and claws and said, "I promise you, but you also have to promise.
One thing for me!"
Tang Ji stopped what he was doing and smiled: "But it doesn't matter."
"That day when you accompanied the lady to Linxianglou for dinner, you didn't take me with you. No matter what, I still want to eat once!" Jiu'er felt itchy every time she thought about how much delicious food she had missed.
The corners of Tang Ji's mouth twitched. It was obviously to save Jiang Ran from Lin Zican's clutches and have a meal. He only has a dozen taels of silver on him now. Going to Lin Xianglou for a meal is far from enough. He thinks carefully.
After a while, he showed a mysterious smile and said: "I have more delicious food here than in Linxiang Tower. Do you want to eat it?"
Jiu'er's eyes lit up and he licked his lips: "What kind of food?"
"Teach me martial arts first, and I'll cook it for you someday!" Tang Ji handed her the wooden stick in his hand.
"Just teach me, but if you can't satisfy me, then you have to go to Linxiang Tower!" Jiu'er snorted coldly and put the stick away.
Immediately, she threw the wooden stick in her hand aside and continued to command: "If you want to practice martial arts, you must practice physical fitness. Let's squat on the horse first!"
"Ah, I still have to squat on horseback!"
"Hurry up, stop inking, you have to learn it yourself!"
Hearing the noise coming from the yard, Jiang Ran, who was soaking in the bathtub, couldn't help but be amused. She put her jade fingers on her collarbone and slowly traced the fair skin below.
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The next day, after Tang Ji sent the two girls to Baozi Pu and Yuexian Building, he went directly to the cloth shop in Xicheng.
Jianghai Clothing Store in Xicheng is located on a street near the main street. It is not very prosperous, but there are many pedestrians coming and going. The decoration of the store is the same as that of Dongcheng Clothing Store, but the customer flow is completely different.
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Tang Ji observed on the side of the road and found that there were almost all cloth shops on several nearby streets, and there was even a Lin family store on the main street.
It's a shame to open a small branch in a place like this that is under attack from both sides and not lose money!
Just when he walked outside the door of Jianghai Clothing Store, he found a carriage filled with silk and satin slowly driving away. He thought someone had purchased a large amount of cloth, and murmured with a smile: "Is it possible that God has opened his eyes? I know.
I want to come and arrange a big order directly?"
While talking, Tang Ji suddenly noticed a familiar figure in the store and asked curiously: "Shopkeeper He?"
He Bin naturally discovered him and hurried up to say hello: "Mr. Tang, your clothes have been cut. Remember to come to the store to pick them up later!"
Tang Ji did not care about the clothes and continued to ask: "Why are you here? Is it possible that the Jianghai Clothing Store in Xicheng is also under your control?"
"Young Master Tang has misunderstood. I was ordered by Deacon Qi to bring the more expensive materials from Xicheng Cloth Shop to Dongcheng for sale." He Bin explained with a smile.
But Tang Ji's expression changed. In other words, what was taken away just now were the most valuable goods in this cloth shop?
Thinking of this, he quickly chased after him, but the carriage was already gone.
Tang Ji's face instantly became sullen, he clenched his right fist and knocked on the door frame, gritting his teeth and said: "Damn old man, this cloth shop is like this, and you still want to show off to me, you are so cruel!"
"Hey, hey, Mr. Tang, those fabrics can be sold faster if they are transported to Dongcheng, otherwise they will lose their value after being stored for a long time!" He Bin didn't know about the Chamber of Commerce's test of Tang Ji's ability, and wanted to show off in front of him.
For a moment, it makes you look capable.
But the next second, Tang Ji picked him up and threw him out of the cloth store, and ordered: "Stop, everyone. Don't move any of the cloth in the Xicheng cloth store. Go back to where you came from!"
The news that Tang Ji was the first accountant had spread among the chamber of commerce and branches yesterday, so no one dared to disobey his orders. The clerks at Dongcheng Clothing Store put down their cloths and exited the door.
The two figures standing in the street opposite the cloth shop smiled. Zhu Linyuan was the first to speak: "80% of the good materials have been moved. What if he comes to Dongcheng cloth shop?"
"Then just give me some scraps to fool you. The goods won't be sold in Xicheng anyway!" Qi Zheng snorted coldly and replied.
Zhu Linyuan nodded and said with a smile: "Even if he has great ability, he can't turn over now!"
"No, I hope he has great abilities. If in this embarrassing predicament, he can still complete the test set by the shopkeeper, it will prove that he is indeed qualified to be the first accountant!" Qi Zheng put his hands behind his back.
, glanced at the cloth line a few more times, turned around and walked towards the alley.
Zhu Linyuan curled his lips and murmured: "You sing both the red face and the white face by yourself!"
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[Author's digression]: Huh~ As of now, I am really busy at home, and I don't have time to type until very late. I hope you don't blame me!