Lucky First Daughter: After crossing, she will fly the whole family with her mouth

Chapter 197 cheated
Originally, Mrs. Zuo Shilang of the household department had no enmity with Zhen Guogong's concubine, but since Jin Yuanzheng's business was sealed up, without the large source of income from the business, the income of the mansion suddenly became stretched.

But the money needed over there has to be provided on time, which is even worse.Recently, her and her husband's hair almost turned white because of financial problems.

Although there are a lot of industries in the Fuchu today, the profits are not many.This Songzhuzhai specializes in pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and the sales volume was pretty good.

She and her husband also hoped to sell more goods and earn more money.Unexpectedly, there was such a Xiaoji paper shop next door. It just opened today, and all the customers ran to grab the paper. They didn't have half of the customers in Songzhuzhai.

If it goes on like this, their Songzhuzhai will close down within a few days.

If there is such a father, there will be such a child. Since Xiao Pingyuan became the right servant of the household department, he has been against her husband every day in the household department. Now the princess of Zhen Guogong has come to compete with her for business again.

If she doesn't give the other party a little color, she will really treat them as the left servant's house and be easy to bully.

Mrs. Zuo Shilang said to the shopkeeper, "Send these papers to the household department immediately and give them to the master, and tell him that they are bought from the paper shop newly opened by the princess of Zhen Guogong."

As soon as the shopkeeper heard it, he immediately understood what Madam meant. This was to ask the master to find a way to get a book from the right servant of the household department in front of the emperor.

Not to mention the fact that the princess of Zhen Guo opened a shop and competed with the people for profit. Although the price of the paper sold here is low, the quality is worrying. It is impossible to write or paint at all.

In Xiaoji Paper Shop, the servant just put a batch of paper on the counter, and immediately snatched it away.

Immediately he became unhappy, "Brother, you can't take this whole knife away, at least give me some."

"That's right, we've been waiting for a long time, why did you take them all away?"

"Hey, I can't share this with you. There are so many people in my house, this knife is not enough."

The guy who was loading the goods, seeing the noisy customers, almost started a fight, reached out and touched the sweat on his forehead, and quickly persuaded, "Don't rush, don't rush, everything is there..."

"Hey, brother, since there are still goods in stock, hurry up and take them out, this batch is not enough..."

Those who were impatient and afraid that they would not be able to snatch it took out the banknotes in their arms and handed them to the waiter, "Brother, I will give the banknotes first, and you must give me the next knife."

When the other man saw it, he immediately took out a bank note from his purse, slapped it hard on the counter, and shouted loudly, "Brother, this is 500 taels, the next batch will be all for me..."

When the other customers saw it, they became even more anxious, fearing that all the paper would be bought, they took out bank notes from their pockets one after another, raised their heels and handed them to the clerk, yelling, the next batch of goods will be given to them first.

The little guy in the store was so noisy that his head was buzzing, and he was almost dazzled by the pile of bank notes handed in front of him.Ever since these guys saw the paper made by Princess Shizi, they knew that it would be a hit, but they still underestimated the purchasing power of the people in Kyoto, and they never expected it to be so popular.

Yu Jijiu and a few colleagues hurried up and finally arrived at Xiaoji Zhizhuang.

Several people were almost dumbfounded when they saw the situation at the door.

The shop was full of people, many people were squeezed so that their shoes fell off, their hats were crooked, and their clothes were messed up, but no one paid attention to these, and they all held up the bank notes in their hands and shouted to sell paper.

At the gate of the paper shop, there are still people rushing over after hearing the news. They are afraid that if they are too late, the paper will be sold out.Too slow to walk, or even run.

Yu Jijiu and his colleagues looked at each other, and immediately turned around and squeezed into the shop.

"Dangdangdang..."

Everyone was looting, and suddenly they were startled by a deafening gong.

They all turned their heads to look at the gate of Zhizhuang, only to see a man in gray shirt standing at the gate, with a gong in his left hand and a mallet in his right hand. Needless to say, he was the one who made the sound just now.

Behind the man in the gray shirt stood several men in school uniforms.

Seeing the scene quiet down, the man in gray shirt knocked the gong in his hand again to draw everyone's attention.

"Hey, listen to me, everyone, don't grab this paper anymore, you've all been cheated. The owner of Xiaoji Paper Shop is too dark-hearted, and I don't know where the goods came from without conscience. This paper is not good at all. It can be used for writing, let alone painting.”

The scholars standing behind the gray-shirted man unfolded the papers in their hands one after another, and held them up for everyone to see, "Look at this paper, although it looks good, but you can't write at all. As soon as you write, the ink on it smudges away." Now, just one drop of ink will turn into this black mass."

Another scholar also held up the paper in his hand with righteous indignation and said, "That's right, I originally wanted to make a picture, but when I put the pen down, it turned into a blob of ink, and I couldn't draw at all. The owner of this paper shop has his conscience violated in order to make money." The dog ate it."

The customers who were rushing to buy in the store heard the words of the few people outside, glared at them with mentally retarded eyes, and immediately turned around and handed the banknotes in front of the clerk, "Brother, give me the paper. "

"Hey, you are slow, this paper is mine..."

A colleague turned his head and saw Yu Jijiu holding a pile of papers in his arms, and immediately yelled, "Yu Jijiu, everyone is watching the fun, but you snatched such papers quietly..."

Yu Jijiu's face was full of pride, what's so exciting about it, of course it's important to grab paper.The people outside the door apparently hadn't figured out the purpose of the paper before they came to make trouble.

Looking at it like that, it must have been taken advantage of by someone, Yu Jijiu shook his head, young people these days probably have bad brains.

The gray-shirted man and the scholar at the gate of Zhizhuang frowned when they saw the crowd looting again in the store.

These people are stupid. They all said that the paper in this paper shop can't be used for writing and painting at all. Why do these people continue to rush to buy it?
Several men struggled to squeeze out of the store holding the paper they had finally snapped up. Seeing the confused faces of the man in the green shirt and those scholars, he kindly reminded them, "You guys are mistaken, this paper is not a piece of paper at all. For writing and drawing."

The man in the green shirt and the scholars watched the men walking away with a large pile of paper, confused. This paper is not for writing and drawing, so what is it for?
In the Jinluan Hall, the emperor had just finished discussing with the officials and was about to announce his retirement.

Seeing this, the left servant of the household department took a step forward, "Your Majesty, I want to join Mr. Xiao, the right servant of the household department, to teach the daughter Wufang. The prince and concubine of Zhenguo opened a shop to compete with the people, but the paper they sold was inferior. Xiaoji The paper sold by the paper shop can’t be used for writing or painting at all.”

Xiao Pingyuan, who was standing aside, glanced expressionlessly at the paper held up in Zou Changyuan's hand, but remained silent.

Sitting high on the dragon chair, the emperor looked down at the paper in Zuo Shilang's hand, and thought, no wonder he looked familiar just now, isn't this the toilet paper that Xiao Aiqing sent someone to bring to the palace yesterday?
Not to mention, this toilet paper is pretty good for him, it's been sent to his heart.

(End of this chapter)