Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 291 Trapped in the Song House ([-])

The Song family's carriage was parked not far from Nanmenyue's booth. The driver got off the carriage and whispered something into the carriage. After a while, he saw a man come out of the carriage. He was about fifty years old. about.

His figure is slightly bloated, and the most noticeable thing is his slightly crooked mouth. The man's eyes are determined and energetic, and he looks like a very shrewd businessman, who is definitely good at calculating.

Nanmenyue noticed the abnormality of the onlookers, freed up her work, looked up and saw the man coming towards the booth.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the eldest son of the Song family, Song Huancai.

Although Nanmenyue can't get used to this kind of oppressive people, she can't make things difficult for Yinzi!It seems that Song Huancai is here for her painting, this kind of person should do a good job of killing him:
"Does the old man buy embroidery paintings? The little girl is not an ordinary person when she sees the old man. We have an embroidery picture here, which perfectly matches the identity of the old man."

After Nanmen Yue said, she turned around and found a pair in the carriage behind her. The large size was more than rich:

"Please look, sir, this is our top embroidery painting, more than rich and noble, in the painting are eight peonies and eight koi, peony is a flower of wealth, koi is a symbol of wealth, eight peonies Eight koi, eight colors, implying the prosperity of the Grand Master's family, and forever!"

On the surface, Nanmenyue praised Song Huancai in high spirits, but secretly she let out a displeasure in her heart.

Song Huancai is not a person who is good at painting, he is just a layman who only knows how to do business, he has never understood the beauty and artistic conception of this ink painting, but Nanmenyue's embroidery painting is different, the color is more gorgeous than that ink painting, mainly because The implication of this painting is simple and straightforward, it just suits his appetite!

Coupled with being boasted by Nanmenyue, he almost forgot the purpose of his coming, but whatever, buying a few paintings would not delay the matter anyway, he put the folding fan in his waist, and put his hands together Taking the embroidery painting from Nanmen Yue's hand, holding it in front of her, she looked at it carefully, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it:
"Well, it's not bad! If you recommend me a few more, I want this painting."

It can be seen that Song Huancai really likes this painting, otherwise he would not be so generous with his iron cock temperament.

How could Nanmenyue let go of this good opportunity to earn a lot of money, she turned and went to the carriage behind her, and after messing with Jing Yibo for a while, she came up with several large-sized embroidery paintings.

Song Huancai let Nanmenyue wrap it up without even looking at it.

Nanmenyue handed the painting to Qingyu, and first talked about the price with Song Huancai: "My lord, our painting is no different from the ordinary ink painting, just pay for paper money at will, ink is so cheap, our needles and threads are not cheap, so , Three paintings, the original price is 400 taels, and I will charge you 2000 taels, no more bargaining, what do you think, we can wrap it up for you."

Song Huancai hesitated after hearing the sky-high price. He really likes this embroidery painting, but he is not willing to cut it off, so he can only bargain with Nanmenyue: "Girl, you are setting up a stall in our Quhang, how much is this painting?" It should be cheaper for me."

Nanmenyue saw that he was about to use the trick of the local snake, and felt nervous for a while, fearing that the price would be messed up by Song Huancai, there are so many onlookers, if he starts this way, people who will come and go in a while It is said that she is a native of Quhang. If she asks her to make a price, it would be a loss.

Just when he didn't know what to do, a tall figure dressed in black came into view.

Qi Bai paced in, first took a look at Song Huancai, closed his folding fan, and stared at Nanmenyue: "Girl, I also like these three paintings. If you can't agree on the price with this master, sell them to me." How about it, I can give you an extra 100 taels." Qi Bai's words sparked discussions among the onlookers.

Song Huancai is the one who cares about face. No one in Quhang knows Song Huancai's financial resources. If the young man in front of him buys the painting he likes first, his reputation will be ruined.

"Wait! Who said we can't agree on a price, I still want this painting." Song Huancai took out a stack of bank notes and shook them at Nanmenyue: "I'll give you two thousand and four hundred taels, both Business people, how can I see you losing money, I can give you the money first, but this painting has to be sent to my house, I have something to do." Nanmen Yue refused to refuse. , directly stuffed the silver ticket into Nanmenyue's hand, and then stuffed a piece of paper with the address of Song's house towards Nanmenyue.

"Remember to send it earlier, don't lie to me, or you will have your fruit to eat."

Nanmenyue put away the checked bank notes, and smiled at Song Huancai, who was not very good-looking: "Master, don't worry, we have wrapped up the painting here, and we will send it to the master, and we will never miss the time." Didn't Qi Bai just happen to be here, so he took him to the Song residence and let him see how lawless the people under his father-in-law are.

Song Huancai's carriage had just left, and the onlookers came together again. Just now, several people who were hesitant to make a move, seeing the price increase of this painting nearly doubled, hurriedly spent money to choose paintings, and after a while Seven or eight embroidery paintings of different sizes were sold.

After a while of congestion, the crowd of onlookers dispersed a lot.

After Nanmenyue explained the approximate price of each embroidery painting to Qingyu, Jing Yibo unloaded the embroidery painting from the car and put the embroidery painting Song Huancai bought just now on it. Qingyu stayed and looked at the stall, then drove the carriage and left first.

Qi Bai watched her leave, and followed her secretly. Seeing Nanmen Yue's carriage parked not far ahead, she seemed to be waiting for him, so he hurried over: "Miss Yue'er, what's the matter?" What can I help with?" Just now he noticed that Nanmen Yue looked at him with strange eyes, which seemed to be a hint.

"I heard that Mr. Song who just bought the embroidery painting is one of the largest businessmen in Quhang. He just wanted to take Mr. Zhang to discuss the business experience of the Song family. I wonder if Mr. Zhang is interested?"

Qi Bai pursed his lips and smiled slightly, a little surprised, a little flattered, every time Nanmenyue deliberately alienated him, the first time he took the initiative to propose an invitation to him, he would naturally not refuse:
"It's rare for Miss Yue'er to have such a heart. Naturally, it's better to be respectful than obedient." He approached and climbed up the carriage frame. No one was waiting to get on and off the carriage, and his movements seemed a little clumsy.

Nanmenyue waited for him to get into the carriage and sit firmly, then moved forward with a whip, and the carriage quickly disappeared from sight.

At this hour, Qin Tinghan has just returned to the mansion from the palace, and tomorrow the annual imperial examination will be held. As the chief examiner this time, he has to take care of it and has to do a lot, but at this moment he has no intention of dealing with it. These tedious things.

(End of this chapter)