The husband is the hunter

Chapter 300

At this moment, two noble men in brocade clothes came into the store. The leader of the two held a folding fan in his hand, and his face was like a crown jade. Originally, the shop was considered spacious, but for some reason, this man Standing there, Leng Shengsheng made people feel that the space was a bit narrow, and he couldn't hold his full-body demeanor.The other person was actually wearing a black robe in Xia Tian, ​​his face was expressionless, he looked like a servant, but he was not dressed like that.

Duan Nanshan thought about it in his heart. He has walked almost all the streets and alleys of Qingyang, but he has never seen such a person. He is probably from a place like Yuezhou City. , Duan Nanshan nodded at them, and then said, "The shop is newly opened, you two can take a look."

The boy with the folding fan in his hand had a smile on his lips, looked at the things in the store, picked up a wooden box, and asked, "How do you sell this?"

The wooden box was made from a piece of wood left over from furniture. Although it was a scrap material, it was also high-quality pear wood, and there were circles of small patterns carved on it. It looked very delicate. Duan Nanshan glanced at it and replied. He said, "One hundred big coins." This box is placed in Baihe Town, and the price is more than this, but because it has just opened, Zhao Dawu set the price very low in order to attract customers.

The man weighed the box in his hand twice, then turned his head and said to the expressionless young man, "It's a coincidence, the wooden lock is very well made, just buy it."

The young man in black clothes nodded, took out a money bag from his pocket, squeezed out an ingot of silver and handed it to Duan Nanshan.

"..." Duan Nanshan looked at the ten tael ingot of silver, coughed and said, "The profit of the small shop is thin, I'm afraid I won't be able to find this silver."

"I didn't expect this." Young Master Folding Fan frowned, put the wooden box back to its original place, and sighed.

Seeing this, the young man in Xuanyi hurriedly approached him and asked, "How about I go outside and exchange some loose silver?"

"No need, it's rare to come out, let's take a look." Young Master Folding Fan shook his head, seeing Duan Nanshan still standing on the side, said with a smile, "Brother, I'm really sorry, we don't want this thing anymore."

Looking at the situation, Duan Nanshan knew that this person didn't intend to find fault, and he didn't intend to blame him. He shook his head and said, "It's okay, everyone has an inconvenient time when they go out."

The number of customers was the highest at noon, and when the number of customers in the shop gradually decreased, Duan Nanshan talked to Zhao Dawu and left the shop.

The courtyard in the southeast corner of the city is not good to be empty all the time. He occasionally cleans it up by himself when he is free these days. Now the sundries in the courtyard have been piled up, and the dusty house has been cleaned up. , all that remains is to buy some utensils for making sausages.

Here is no better than in the mountains, you can't get local materials for what you need, you can only find it slowly on the street.

It was already night after returning home, Zhao Dawu and Shen Ping'an were talking in the front hall, the business of the shop was better than expected, a few small items were actually sold in one day, although they didn't make much money, but Finally a good start.

Shen Ping'an came to discuss business with Zhao Dawu. The lanterns he was going to sell on the Qixi Festival were almost done, but he still wanted to make something unique. After thinking about it, he thought about making it look like a house, and lit the candles Afterwards, a warm light came through the windows.But such an exquisite job cannot be done simply by pasting it with paper. He plans to ask Zhao Dawu to make the frame of the house, and then he will paste a layer of paper inside, so that it will be small and exquisite without appearing distorted.

When Duan Nanshan entered the room, they had just finalized the details, and both of them were very excited, especially Shen Pingan, who was so happy that he almost threw the wine jar on the table to the ground.

(End of this chapter)