Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 307
"Why are you so talkative, what our wife says you want, you can take whatever you want." Ling Yun raised his eyebrows, and his tone of voice was a bit fierce, but it was really a little bluffing.

The shopkeeper's face was a little ugly at that time.

Han Zhiyu didn't reprimand Lingyun, but said to the shopkeeper indifferently: "Please trouble the shopkeeper to get some printed ones, these are for my maids to read, and I don't need too good masterpieces."

Knowing that she was not stingy, but buying books for the servants at home, the shopkeeper suddenly felt that this was a big buyer, and he might buy more in the future.

He immediately smiled again: "Hey, the little old man is talking too much. Please wait a moment, the little old man, please let someone find some for you."

Now there are clerks in the bookstore, but because she spent too much money before, it was changed to the shopkeeper's personal reception.

The others watched blankly from the sidelines. Those who served tea served tea after he explained, and those who took books took books.

No matter what happened to the tea here, Han Zhiyu would not drink it lightly.

One is that there is no shortage of good tea in the palace, and the other is that one has to be more on guard when going out.

"I think the shopkeeper has a few more guys now, but they are rich." Han Zhiyu flicked through the books, chatting with the shopkeeper as if talking about homework.

The shopkeeper sighed: "It's going to be a lot more busy, but the printing is not profitable, but the volume is extra large. I can't make much money, and I have to do a lot of work."

Han Zhiyu asked suspiciously: "Small profits but quick turnover is a way to make money, but since the shopkeeper thinks that the printed ones are not suitable for your shop, why not cancel the sale? It will also save someone from asking the embarrassment."

For example, just now, if you don’t directly say no, you don’t need to talk so much at all.

"Of course the little old man understands what Madam said, but other people have things that yours doesn't have, so you will inevitably lose a lot of things to buy." The shopkeeper was a little helpless: "Actually, the little old man's family is not very rich. The price of things for reading has come down, so I am naturally full of joy."

"It's just that I'm just a shopkeeper promoted by the boss, and my role is to create value for the boss. How can I create any value now?"

His worries are real, after all, they are all part-time workers, so he can't make up his mind.

Just when Han Zhiyu was trying to make a routine, a voice suddenly sounded at the door: "Uncle Zhao is here."

That sound was like the only spring water that lingered in winter. It was clear and impressive, and I felt a little chilly.

Han Zhiyu looked up, and it turned out to be a person who had met several times.

Xie Jiaqing'an.

He seemed to have noticed her too, and looked at her hairstyle in astonishment, but he still stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Miss Han."

"Thank you, Young Master." Han Zhiyu also got up and returned his half-respect.

The shopkeeper was a little surprised, what is the origin of this lady.

This shop is owned by Xie's family, usually there are people from other aristocratic families who come to take care of the business, but few of his peers can be so peaceful in front of Mr. Xie.

It was the first time he saw someone not taking Young Master seriously, and Young Master was not angry.

Xie Qing'an looked at her hair: "Xie is stupid, but I don't know when Miss Han got married."

"It's just good-looking, the young master laughed at me." Seeing that he didn't know her identity, Han Zhiyu didn't bother to explain.

This one belongs to the Xie family, and it is in conflict with their reform and royal power, so it is a few to retain a little advantage.

(End of this chapter)