The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

Veins popped up on Su Jinnen's face. She looked left and right, stretched out her hand and pulled the big whip from Xiao Zhuzi's hand, and slapped it several times in the air. Fellow folks, don’t be deceived by these shameless people, these clothes are not from Su Ji, they are all counterfeit, I have proof for everyone.”

This sentence was shocking, the scene immediately quieted down, everyone looked sideways, wanting to see whether the young master of the Su family was talking nonsense out of desperation or telling the truth.

Seeing that the crowd had settled down, Su Jin pulled out the clothes to be returned from Pan Lv'er, Deng Xiaoxian and Xu Xiaoyi who were struggling wildly, held them in his hands and said, "Everyone who loves the hometown, Su Ji has been in the store since his ancestors. There is an admonition of "integrity" in the training, which has been passed down to my Su Jin today. How dare Su Jin not respect the teachings of his ancestors? Think about it, everyone, what Su Ji has done in Luzhou City for so many years, I'm sorry People, is it a matter of defrauding for profit?"

The onlookers were buzzing and discussing that although Su Ji was not a family of great benevolence in Luzhou City, he had never done any bad things, and he was adhering to the principle of fair business and fair trade.

"Su Xiaoguan, there are as many unworthy children in the world as a cow's hair. The ancestor's precepts are good, but that doesn't mean they will be followed in your hands. Is what the young master said is the evidence for what you said?" Someone retorted with a clear head.

Su Jin was afraid that no one would reason with him, if a swarm of swarms rushed up, smashed and robbed, then he would be putting too much pressure on himself.

"What this man said makes sense. What I said next is just to illustrate one point. Su Ji has always been like this. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that I, Su Ji, have some small disputes with the people every year, but this does not affect the general direction."

Su Jin put down the whip in his hand, patted the dust on his hands and continued: "In terms of this matter, Su Ji can't guarantee that every shirt that goes out is in line with the customer's wishes, and it is not ruled out that there are wrong fabrics, wrong samples or other things. All kinds of possibilities; as the saying goes, "There is no gold, no man is perfect." Su Ji may have made mistakes, but Su Ji is not so bad, and will make hundreds of defective products at one time to fool the people , everyone, do the math, if a hundred pieces of clothes cost three hundred guan, Su Ji will destroy his business for just three hundred guan, and become the object of resentment by the people of Luzhou?"

Everyone thought about it, it was such a reason, but the facts were all there, the clothes were right in front of them, the small officials of the Su family said that the crowns could not be kept neatly, they were just fooling people.

Su Jin naturally knew that just shouting slogans would not be enough to convince the crowd, so he turned his head to look at the pale-faced Deng Xiaoxian, whose neck was crossed by Chao Mahan, and said to the three of them: "Which day and day did you come to me?" Where is Su Ji custom-made clothes? Can you tell me so that I can hear it?"

Deng Xiaoxian ignored his mouth and tried his best to twist his neck to avoid looking at Su Jin. Ma Han pinched his chin and forcibly turned his head. Looking at Su Jin, under the burning eyes of everyone, he said in a hoarse voice: "Shi ri It's been so long, who has the patience to remember the days."

Su Jin laughed and said: "I can't see that Brother Deng is a nobleman. You forget things too much. The silk and satin Confucian shirt in your hand has only been on the market for fourteen or five days. You have forgotten what happened within this month." It's clean and tidy; let's say you have a bad memory and forgot the date, then let me ask you again, did you come here in person? Or did someone else book it for you?"

Deng Xiaoxian really didn't know how to answer so as not to fall into a passive situation, but said that custom-made clothes need to be tailored after all, and it would be unreasonable to say that someone else made the custom-made clothes, so he said with a heart: "I came here myself, How are you doing?"

Su Jin chuckled and said, "I won't do anything to you." Turning to Master Zhao, he said, "Check!"

Shopkeeper Zhao made a wink, and a young boy ran into the shop like flying, and soon came out holding a thick book and handed it to Shopkeeper Zhao.

While shopkeeper Zhao was searching, Su Jin explained to everyone: "I have a rule in Suji Clothing Shop, but all the customers who come to my shop are recorded; the recorded content is height, size, fat, thin, tall and short. How much did you spend on the clothes? Of course, there are also names and taboos, and where you live; these are not spying on you, but for the convenience of tailoring Du Heng's clothes, delivering them and trying them on; In order to measure the body, we will try to make it easy."

Everyone thought: "Su Ji is doing business with all his heart. I'm afraid there is no other company in Luzhou with such means."

Shopkeeper Zhao looked through all the items of silk shirts, and said loudly: "Since the day Suji silk gowns went on sale, a total of 140 pieces have been ordered, and 83 pieces have been delivered. There is no record of registration and customization of this official Deng Xiaoxian. "

Su Jin said to Deng Xiaoxian: "What can I say? You are an official Deng."

Deng Xiaoxian tried his best to break free from Ma Han's hand grabbing his neck, but it was in vain. He reacted quickly enough, and protested: "Your own booklet, who knows whether it is true or not, even if you miss it, you don't know."

Deng Xiaoxian's words also represented the thoughts of some people. Some people nodded frequently, some shook their heads frequently, and buzzed endlessly.

Su Jin knew that it was impossible not to convince them, so he took the brochure and said to the crowd, "Have any of you here ordered clothes from Su Ji? Tell me your name, and I will be able to find your record."

One person raised his hand and said, "I'm Liu Gensheng, Xiaoguan Su, check it out..."

<b长衫一件，这件衣服是为了第一次去见泰山大人而定制的，我说的可有误么？”<打六九头之ri，正是要去见我的泰山大人，所以便想把自己收拾的清爽一些。”

Everyone burst into laughter, and some started congratulating nervously, but Liu Gensheng was honest and cute, and thanked him again and again.

Then Su Jin reported the basic situation of several Su Ji customers in the crowd without any mistakes, and everyone had no doubts about the authenticity of this booklet.

Deng Xiaoxian bowed his head in silence, while Pan Lv'er and Xu Xiaoyi were clever and said: "We are both made-to-order by others, and the size and length are all reported by others. We must not be listed in your brochure."

Su Jin laughed loudly, raised his thumbs at the two of them and said, "You two are talents, so you two were really deceived by Su Ji?"

The two were silent, Su Jin ignored them, raised the clothes in his hands and said to everyone on the field: "I know there is one last question in everyone's mind that has not been solved, and that is how to prove that the clothes are not what Su Ji intended. After all, regardless of whether it was purchased by me or not, it is the biggest injustice for Su Ji to sell these defective clothes.”

Everyone was told the central matter, and they waited for Su Jin to answer. At this time, most of the onlookers believed that what Su Jin said was the truth, but the last mystery had not been solved, and they were not satisfied.

Su Jin opened the inside of the shirt in his hand, revealing the white silk embroidered logo with the word "Su Ji" printed on it, saying: "What everyone is wondering about is that this logo was originally Su Ji's logo, but Su Ji has capable people, They have already figured out a way to deal with the treacherous villain, I ask you all to see what my real logo of Su Ji looks like."

After all, Su Jin ordered the boy to go to the shop to move dozens of Su Ji's finished clothes and distribute them to the onlookers. Everyone turned out the word "Su Ji" in the hidden place inside the clothes and saw that it was in He Su Jin's hands. Comparing the logos on the inferior clothes one by one, they immediately found the difference.

Seeing everyone's surprise, Su Jin laughed and said, "The authentic logo of my Su Ji has been changed since the launch of the new style. The word 'Su' is less than a fish, and the next point becomes a fish with three points, and the word 'Su' is a fish with three points. If there are too many characters, one horizontal line in the words becomes three horizontal lines. In other words, the logo of my Su Ji is two typos. Pitiful for these shameless scumbags. , I don’t need to explain any more.”

Everyone was convinced, Su Ji laid out the evidence one by one, gradually cleared the fog, and presented the facts. The remaining question is what is the purpose of these people. It would make sense to say that three or two people came to blackmail some money But it will never be so simple when hundreds of people come together.

Shopkeeper Zhao pointed at the earthy-faced hundreds of rioters with fake clothes and cursed: "Straight mother thief, do you want to return the goods at a loss? If you still want them, hand over the clothes. As long as they are If it is not from Su Ji, I will give you back ten times, if it is not from Su Ji, then please go to the prefect's yamen and eat the big stick of the yamen servant."

How dare those people stay for long, especially when they saw that Lang Shaodong's figure at the corner of the street had long since disappeared without a trace, they had no reason to stay any longer. No one could stop them, and Su Jin had no intention of arresting them all and sending them to officials, which was impossible.

The old shopkeeper Zhang asked people to escort Pan Lver and Deng Xiaoxian to the magistrate's office to report the case. Although he knew that the three would not be punished, the process still had to go, and the government could not say that they had not been informed.

The crowd chattered a lot and gradually dispersed. The front of Su's shop was quiet, and Su Jin felt a sense of fatigue. Just now, his nerves were too tense. If this matter is not careful, it will be evil. The ending of the incident, silk The back of the shirt was chilly, and it turned out to be covered with cold sweat; with Yang Xiaosi's support, Su Jin walked slowly into the store step by step.