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Chapter 340 There is only one family, no semicolons

Zheng Shuyu was dumbfounded and quietly pulled the corner of Mu Siyu's clothes.

"This man has such a bad temper."

"Don't you want to say 'If you don't buy it, I'll throw it away' when I meet a difficult customer? It's just that few people dare to say what's on their mind."

I have never seen such a fierce one, and it immediately offended the guests.

If you do this kind of business, you must either be confident and have real talent and learning, or your family may be wealthy and not short of money to support your family.

Seeing that Mu Siyu and Zheng Shuyu had not left yet, the shopkeeper smiled and came over to welcome them.

"Two guests, what do you need to buy?"

"I want to buy this dressing table." Mu Siyu said, pointing to an extremely exquisite dressing table.

Zheng Shuyu stared at her.

Really buy?

Don't you mean to inquire about the enemy's situation?

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Okay, the original price is two thousand, but the opening today is 50% off, so you only need to pay one thousand taels of silver."

Zheng Shuyu felt heartbroken when she saw Mu Siyu really taking out the money.

The stuff here is too expensive.

Compared with them, their "dream home" is really affordable.

The shopkeeper collected the money and asked, "Where does Madam live? I don't know where to send it."

"Dream home." Mu Siyu said.

The shopkeeper's Maitreya-like smile froze.

Obviously, he knows about the dream home.

Wow! The window on the second floor opened, and a purple figure appeared there.

She was a woman with a beautiful face, she looked like a gorgeous peony, but she was a little more heroic than the peony. Especially her eyes were cold and arrogant, looking at her, as if they were evaluating her in their hearts.

"Do you dream of having a home?" The woman's voice was not as soft as an ordinary woman's, slightly hoarse, but it matched her temperament perfectly.

"yes."

"Not for sale," the woman said coldly.

"You're such an interesting person. You open your business, I come in to buy something, and the price is agreed upon, so why don't you sell it? Are you worried that I'm stealing from you? That's not necessary. Your dressing table is nothing special.

What I like is nothing more than the carvings on it and the small-leaf rosewood of this table. Furthermore, the storage space of your dressing table is not small, and it can be folded and stored without taking up space..."

Following Mu Siyu's explanation, the woman on the second floor was not that aggressive.

"Uncle Hu, sell it to her."

"Okay, boss."

The woman on the second floor closed the window and ignored them.

"Your boss has a really hot temper, but it's quite interesting." Mu Siyu said, "Since we are all in the same industry, don't you know what to call me?"

"My surname is Hu. Madam, just call me Shopkeeper Hu." After Shopkeeper Hu finished speaking, he glanced upstairs and said, "Our boss... just call her Boss Qi."

"Boss Qi." Mu Siyu said the name silently. "I understand. Let's say goodbye then!"

After leaving the store, Zheng Shuyu complained: "My good sister, you really take care of your opponent's business!"

"That item is very cost-effective." Mu Siyu said: "Even if I sell it myself, I can't sell it for only one thousand taels of silver. It's such a good deal, why not buy it? Besides, don't underestimate the carvings on it.

It uses more than a dozen carving techniques, and I plan to go back and study it carefully."

Zheng Shuyu asked herself that in order to run the store better, she spent a lot of time learning the knowledge of this industry, but every time she heard what she said, she was still confused. But forget it, it is good anyway.

Mu Siyu and Zheng Shuyu both went to the store.

Mu Siyu was stimulated by those guys just now, and planned to keep an eye on her apprentices as they practiced their basic skills. Even if they were not as good as others who had been masters for decades, they couldn't be too different, and they were suddenly compared to each other.

"What aroused Master today?"

The disciples were miserable. When they saw that she finally left, they huddled together crying and discussing.

"Don't you know? There is a new 'only one' store on Hutong Street not far from our store. The goods inside are all of high quality, and everyone who has seen them praises them highly. The master and Manager Zheng also went there,

He must have been stimulated and wanted us to have some snacks."

"I haven't heard of it. How long has it been open?"

"They just opened today. They are very low-key. However, no matter how low-key their products are, many people still rush over to watch the fun. They are quite temperamental. Each person can only buy one item, not more."

"Is there anything else like this?"

At this time, "Only This One" delivered the dressing table.

“It’s so beautiful.”

"Who bought it?"

"Yes, who bought it? If Master knew about it, he would not be skinned."

Mu Siyu came out of the study: "I bought it."

Everyone looked at her in surprise.

"Watch what I am doing? This is an opportunity for you to learn more." Mu Siyu said, "Look at this handicraft and this design...it is not only exquisite and beautiful, but also practical."

"Master, you are trying to make someone else's ambition destroy our prestige. Our dressing table is also well done!" Jiang Zhong said.

"Haha." Mu Siyu smiled at him without emotion.

"However, Master is right. This carver really has nothing to say. There are dozens of techniques that can't make such a good thing."

"Not a few decades." Mu Siyu said, "The person who made this dressing table is only in his early twenties. Even if he started practicing at the age of five, it would only last more than ten years, not to mention that he would not be practicing at the age of five."

"How does Master know?"

"I know, this work was made by their boss himself."

The work has temperament.

It will take on the flavor of the person who created it.

This dressing table was as exquisite as the venomous owner, without any flaws. She didn't believe it was made by an old man.

In addition to this work, there are five other pieces in that shop that have her aura. However, the other pieces are too expensive and not practical to buy back, but this one is within her budget.

"Madam, please check the goods." The delivery person has not left yet.

Mu Siyu looked at it and said, "It's intact, no problem."

"Then please sign your signature, madam, so that we can do business when we get back."

Mu Siyu signed and asked Zi Su to give a reward.

"This is the only one." The woman in purple lazily crossed her legs and sat on the window sill.

"Boss, the goods have been delivered." said the head clerk, "Boss Mu is really a genius. He can tell at a glance that the dressing table is made by the boss."

"Oh? What did she say?"

The guy repeated her exact words.

"He's a very knowledgeable person." Boss Qi said calmly, "You guys should step aside!"

Shopkeeper Hu came over with snacks: "Are you really going to wear women's clothing for a year?"

"If you lose, you lose. If you lose, you can wear it for a year. If you can't do it for one less day, I won't do it for one more day." Boss Qi scratched his collar irritably, revealing his Adam's apple. "This women's clothing is really troublesome."


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