Hearing this, the old man looked at Su Jingqin lightly and said, "This has always been the rule in Qi Pavilion. If the guest cannot accept it, you can hire someone else."
With that said, the old man sat back on the chair with an expression as if he was seeing off a guest.
"You..." Su Jingqin had never been humiliated like this before. She was so angry that she stepped forward and wanted to argue, but Su Jiu grabbed her by the hem of her clothes.
"Fourth sister, don't be angry, don't be angry, there is no one to replace you if you are so angry."
Su Jiu pulled her sleeves to prevent her from coming forward.
Su Jingqin glanced at the villain, took a few deep breaths, held the villain's hand and walked towards the door, "Jiu'er, we don't care about him. We go back to... home. There are so many skilled craftsmen at home, so I'm sure
I can make it for you."
Although it may not be as detailed as the drawings, it should be almost the same.
Whoever likes this anger will suffer.
The old man rocked the recliner gently but did not hold back.
The chair squeaked.
Su Jiu thought for a while, stopped and turned to look at the old man, "Uncle, is this deposit more refundable and less supplementary?"
Although her purse was full, it was all just money, and Su Jiu still felt a little sore because she had managed to save it so hard.
The old man opened his eyes, looked at the little man, and responded softly.
"Can it be made exactly the same as the drawings?"
When the old man heard this, he sneered slightly, as if he was mocking Su Jiu for asking a stupid question, and pointed at the shelf with his fan, "The guests will know whether Qi Ge's craftsmanship is good or not."
Perhaps because he was old and well-informed, the old man was completely immune to cute things like villains. After saying this, he closed his eyes again without any politeness. Anyway, it was just one sentence: If you like it, buy it, if you don't, get out.
Su Jingqin had already started to roll up her sleeves silently.
Su Jiu bit her lip, a little confused.
The old man didn't care either, the old god was shaking his chair on the ground.
"Uncle, I have something else, can you help me make it?"
Su Jingqin on the side heard this and stopped urging. She looked at the villain expectantly and coughed in a low-key voice, "Jiu'er, we are not interested in that thing either."
She has a lot of new things. It would be great if Jiuer has this heart.
"What?" The old man said calmly.
Su Jiu gestured with her hand, "Wheelchair."
Su Jingqin:???
The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He opened his eyes, took a deep look at the villain, and looked at several people again, with a serious look on his face.
"You want to take a turn..."
"Old man, yo! You actually have guests?"
A cheerful voice suddenly sounded in the yard, interrupting the old man's words.
The old man frowned, and a hint of impatience flashed in his cloudy eyes.
The visitor walked in quickly, and against the light, he could vaguely see a young face.
"Old man, you..."
The visitor looked at the old man. When his eyes touched the three of them, the smile on his face suddenly solidified, "Nine, nine...Miss?!"
"Brother Tingfeng?"
Su Jiu also saw the person coming clearly, and tilted her head to look at him with some confusion. Thinking of the casual nickname Tingfeng and the old man had just given, she asked: "Brother Tingfeng, do you know this uncle?"
Tingfeng had just returned from a mission and passed by the Qi Pavilion. He saw the door was open and wanted to take a look. Unexpectedly, it was such an unlucky coincidence. Hearing the villain's question, he suddenly felt guilty.
Su Jingqin looked at the person who came and saw that he had a very stable foundation and that he was from Lianjiazi. Her eyes were a little more wary, but she felt a little doubtful in her heart.
Jiu'er doesn't go out of the palace very often. Where did she get to know so many strange people?
Moreover, when this person came just now, there was no movement at all, which showed that he had a lot of skill, but he was very respectful to Jiu'er, and he also knew Jiu'er's identity.
If I could go back in time, Ting Feng would swear that he would never appear.
"Yes, yes, Miss Ninth is here to customize something?" Tingfeng forced a guilty smile on his face.
The old man who was silent and silent on the side did glean some information from Tingfeng's expression, and the expression on his face was not as casual as before.
Su Jiu said "hmm", and very smartly noticed that Tingfeng didn't seem to want to talk, so she wisely didn't ask any more questions, but turned to look at the old man.
"Uncle, is it okay? But I haven't finished the drawings yet. Can I bring them over when the time comes?"
The old man ignored Tingfeng's wink at him and nodded, "Okay."
Hearing this, Su Jiu did not hesitate anymore and took out two banknotes with a face value of one hundred taels from her small purse and handed them to the old man.
When the old man's eyes touched the banknote, his eyes trembled slightly.
After pausing for a few seconds, under the villain's puzzled gaze, he took out only one of the banknotes and said, "No matter how many items are included, the deposit is one hundred taels."
"Really?" Su Jiu was a little confused. If something was expensive and the person didn't want it after it was made, wouldn't it be a loss?
The old man's expression did not change and he nodded, "Well..." That's weird!
Just changed.
The villain has no doubts.
The old man also created a written receipt and gave it to the villain, so that the villain could use the written receipt to hand in the drawings and pick up the goods.
Throughout the whole process, Tingfeng followed the background board and kept smiling.
After paying the deposit, Su Jiu looked at Tingfeng again and said, "Brother Tingfeng, let's go first."
Tingfeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and glanced at Su Jingqin aside, as if he wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he finally didn't say it.
A smile appeared on his face, "Okay, Miss Ninth, be careful on the road."
Seeing the three people leaving the yard, Tingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and patted his stiff face that was smiling.
"Look at how cowardly you are."
The old man sneered lightly, his mouth not ambiguous at all.
Tingfeng was not polite at all, and snorted coldly, "If you have the ability, you should accept the banknote together!"
The old man's face suddenly turned cold, and he looked at the courtyard that had returned to calm. After a long time, he asked in disbelief: "Is that really the Ninth Princess?"
"It's true." Tingfeng said, and raised his chin very proudly.
The old man's eyes flashed.
"Then the last time the master changed his plan, it was because of her?"
Tingfeng's expression froze and he muttered: "What are you talking about? Who is the master? How could he change his plan for the Ninth Princess?"
"It's okay if it's not. The spiritual spring has been moving a lot lately, and I'm afraid it will open soon. If the master doesn't go there, his life will be in danger."
The old man looked solemn, frowned, and looked at Tingfeng with a serious expression, "Tingfeng, you should persuade the master more and not act out of anger."
"Maybe the master has other plans in mind."
Tingfeng did not dare to say that the master changed his mind because of the Ninth Princess, so he could only respond vaguely.
Changing the subject and asking: "By the way, what did Princess Ninth want you to do just now?"
The old man looked at Tingfeng who felt guilty and said: