When Cheng Qingwen entered the room with the cakes, the fourth prince had already left. She put the cakes on the table and coaxed the woman for a while.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Hua'er's illness became serious the next day, and she actually vomited blood early in the morning.
After consulting a miraculous doctor, I found out that I was depressed and my old illness had relapsed.
Cheng Qinghan stayed at home and concentrated on taking care of her wife. It took more than half a month for things to get better. Only then did she have time to take Song Qiaoqiao and Lian Zhi to the town to look at shops.
The three of them stood outside the first shop written in the book, looked at the two-story shop, and walked in to ask about the price.
"The shopkeeper..."
"Girls, this store is no longer open. There is nothing for sale in it. You can go to other stores." The shopkeeper said while packing things.
"We're not here to buy anything, we're here to ask if this store will be sublet."
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment and looked at the group of people: "Girls, please stop teasing me. Seeing that you are not old enough, you may not be able to make the final decision on such a big matter, so let your adults discuss it."
Cheng Qingwen lowered his head and smiled, and then said: "Shopkeeper, don't worry, we can still handle this matter. We won't play tricks on you."
"Hey, you girls. When I rented this shop, it cost one hundred taels of silver a year. Now there is still more than a year left. Even if it is sold at a low price, it will cost eighty or ninety taels anyway.
Money. I see that you are young and don’t have enough clothes. It’s just that you can’t afford so much money at home.” The shopkeeper carried the chair and said, “Go somewhere else to play, I’m very busy.”
Cheng Qingwen lowered her head and took a look at her clothes. A half-worn thin cotton coat was not too bad.
She winked at Lian Zhi, and then a purse containing a hundred taels of silver was placed on the table in front of her.
"Shopkeeper, would you please consider it?"
The shopkeeper looked at the silver on the table, then at the three of them, and then said hesitantly: "Okay, since you want it, it's not too late to visit it first and then make a decision."
Cheng Qingwen nodded with a smile and followed the shopkeeper all the way inside.
The shop is not big, with a counter and a display stand. Behind the curtain is a small kitchen, and there are two chicken coops next to it.
There are private rooms on the east side of the second floor, and the west side is where the shopkeeper lives.
There was a high probability that the second floor of the pastry shop would not be used, so Cheng Qinghan thought of converting it into a room.
"There are two rooms and two private rooms upstairs, which should be enough for you girls." The shopkeeper said while showing them around: "In the town, one hundred taels of silver is enough to rent a shop like this.
It's a good deal. If my son hadn't given birth to a fat grandson two days ago and asked me to go back quickly, I wouldn't have done anything."
Cheng Qingwen nodded and said, "It looks good. What did you drive before?"
"I used to specialize in selling hairpins and jewelry for girls." The shopkeeper smiled and handed the hairpins that hadn't been packed away to her: "I have a few wealthy businessmen and their wives who come here often. In the private room upstairs
It’s specially prepared for them.”
Cheng Qinghan took a look at the hairpin in his hand and saw that it was indeed well made: "Shopkeeper, what's the price in your mind?"
"You girls are young, so I won't make it difficult for you. Eighty taels of silver a year, I'll go talk to my boss."
Cheng Qinghan glanced at Lian Zhi, nodded at her, and agreed with a smile.
Several people walked downstairs and couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at the cyan figure standing outside the door.
Cheng Qingwen walked over quickly, raised his head and asked, "Why are you here? The miracle doctor has allowed you to go out?"
Yuan Qi turned around and touched her head with a smile: "I'm healed, of course he agreed to let me go out."
The shopkeeper squinted his eyes, not looking very carefully, and took two more steps forward. When he recognized this person, he clapped his hands: "Oh, Mr. Yuan."
"Shopkeeper Zhou?" Yuan Qi looked at him and thought for a moment, then stepped forward to say hello: "The income of your jewelry shop is not bad, why don't you open it?"
"Hey, my daughter-in-law has given birth to a son. I have to go back to my hometown to raise my grandson."
Cheng Qinghan was a little confused by the warm exchanges between Yuan Qi and Shopkeeper Zhou, and stood looking at them.
"This is shopkeeper Zhou. The hairpins he sells are all made by his family members, and the quality and style are very good." Yuanqi introduced with a smile while holding the hand of the person next to him.
Shopkeeper Zhou understood her identity as soon as he saw her, and didn't ask any more questions. He just introduced the shop in more detail.
Everyone talked all afternoon and decided to meet with the boss in the morning the day after tomorrow. Before going out, shopkeeper Zhou also gave each of the three people a hairpin.
This person's human touch and sophistication are quite good.
Cheng Qingwen sat on the carriage and played with her tight butterfly hairpin: "Why is the shopkeeper so enthusiastic about you this week?"
"Before the current pavilion chief took office, I was responsible for the town's tax collection, and we dealt with him once."
Cheng Qingwen nodded, looked at the furniture needed in the book, and said thoughtfully: "I have to go to the cloth store and buy two pieces of suitable cloth."
Yuan Qi took one look at her half-worn cotton clothes and asked A Zhu to go to the cloth shop.
Song Qiaoqiao and the others were sitting in the carriage at the back. When they got off the carriage, they looked at the cloth shop in front of them with confused expressions on their faces.
"Huanwen, what are we doing here?"
"Buy two pieces of decent cloth and ask my mother-in-law to make clothes for us so we can wear them when we open the business."
Song Qiaoqiao remembered what the shopkeeper said just now, so she walked in without refuting.
When the shop proprietress saw that he was a regular customer, she immediately came over to greet him.
"Three girls are here again. What kind of fabric do you want to buy this time?"
"Can hold up the scene."
Upon hearing this, the proprietress took people to another area and introduced with a smile: "Although these fabrics are not as expensive as more than ten taels of silver a piece, they can definitely hold up the scene, and the price is not expensive, only three taels of silver a piece.
"
Cheng Qinghan touched the fabric and found that it was indeed much more comfortable than the ones she had bought before.
She looked at the fabrics and was wondering which color was better, when the landlady came to Yuanqi's side, looked at the clothes on his body, and said with a smile.
"This guest is wearing fine Shu brocade, I guess. Whatever fabric you want, I have Shu brocade and Yun brocade."
Motoqi glanced around, then shook his head: "You don't have what I want."
"Oh, just tell me what you want, and I will try my best to get it for you." The landlady finally saw such a large customer, and naturally she was impressed.
"I want two pieces of brocade."
When the landlady heard this, she was stunned for a while, and then said with a wry smile: "Master, please don't embarrass me. This vassal country only pays tribute to two horses a year. How can I get it?"
Cheng Qingwen listened to what was said here and asked softly: "Do you want the brocade to be made into clothes?"
"Well, that's right." Moanqi had a smile on his face, looked at the cloth in her hand, and said differently: "Dark blue?"
"Yes, the color looks mature. We can't let the guests think it's a bunch of little girls messing around."
"Actually, I think you may not be able to leave the kitchen."
Cheng Qingwen was stunned for a moment, and then immediately responded: "That's right, then just let my mother-in-law and Aunt Liu support me outside."
She looked at the cloth in her hand, thought for a while, and decided to buy it.
Then, the three of them picked several different colors of cloth.
Cheng Qingwen stood in front of the counter, staring at a piece of red cloth. After a long time, he also asked for this piece of cloth.
She held a piece of jet black cloth and handed it to Motoqi.
"For me?"
"Yes, you and Lian Song are on the same team, you are included." Cheng Qinghan said while paying.
The boss lady looked at this girl and really wanted to remind her that this man would never fall in love with such a piece of cloth like you!
Yuan Qi smiled happily, looked at the person in front of him, and said dotingly: "Okay."
After buying the cloth, it was already very late, so everyone quickly got on the carriage and went home.
By the time we arrived at Songjiacun, it was already dark.
Cheng Qingwen took Yuan Qi in to have dinner, and then the two of them studied the tomatoes that were about to ripen in the backyard.
She picked two red tomatoes and handed them to the person in front of her: "They are ripe, you can try them."
Motoqi took it, wiped it casually, and took a bite.
Immediately, the full juice burst out, and Qing Yi was stained with red.
Cheng Qingwen saw that his face was still dripping with water, burst out laughing, and wiped him with a handkerchief.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I have never seen Mr. Yuan in such an embarrassing state, but he is quite cute." Cheng Qinghan raised her eyebrows and wiped the juice off his chest.
Cheng Hua'er smiled at this scene, turned around and went into the house to start making clothes. After she almost finished the drawing, Yuan Qi slowly went home.
After Cheng Qingwen sent the person away, he came to the woman's side and said with a smile: "Mom, we are almost done talking about the shop. Do you think we should hire a shopkeeper, or should we do it ourselves first?"
"Although we have no shortage of money, it will be difficult to find a suitable person for a while. Let's do it ourselves first."
"Then I'll leave it to Auntie and Aunt Liu." Cheng Qingwen looked at the confused state of the two and said with a smile: "Qiaoqiao and I are making pastries in the kitchen. Lian Song is young, and Lian Zhi is responsible for settling the accounts.
It’s just you and Aunt Liu.”
Cheng Huaer realized it immediately and nodded her head with a smile: "You must have thought about it a long time ago and set a trap for me."
"Auntie, don't expose me." Cheng Qingwen explained with a smile: "When I went to see the shop today, the shopkeeper almost thought we were too young and rejected us. And the customers looked at the teenage girl and were afraid that she would
I thought it was all nonsense, so I had to trouble Auntie and Aunt Liu to sit down."
"You have thought so carefully, of course I agree."
Cheng Qingwen smiled at Aunt Liu's expression and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I will give you fifty cents a day for you and Qiaoqiao's wages."
"No, no, you have taken good care of us mother and daughter, I can't ask for this money." Aunt Liu said quickly.
"Auntie, when you open a store, you need to calculate all the accounts clearly. Our family is based on fifty cash a day, so the accounts in the store will not be messed up."
"this……"
"Just accept it, Qiaoqiao also needs some pocket money to buy jewelry."