Ci Jinzhi

  Chapter 93 Invitation

  Mr. Pingan endured the embarrassment and said, "I'm looking for your shopkeeper."

   Liu Zhou looked subtle, but did not refuse: "Then come in."

  As the boy turned sideways, Mr. Ping An walked in.

  He looked around unconsciously, the layout of the study hall was still the same as in his impression, only a little more elegant in the details, other than that, the changes in the books. When he switched to Yaxin Bookstore, Qingsong Bookstore was already on the decline. Although the bookshelves were full of books, they were far from being filled up like this. Even the corners are full of "Painted Skin".

  Liu Zhou felt complacent when he noticed Mr. Ping'an's absence.

  Who would have thought that the business of the bookstore would be so good! Now not only the lower part of "Painted Skin" is in short supply, but the upper part also has many new customers coming to buy it, and the printing workshop behind it has never stopped from morning till night.

  According to the shopkeeper, this is because the story of the female customer has spread, and many people who have never read the story in the story book are curious to buy it. And these people are much more than those who love to read the stories of the story. Now the popular trend in Beijing is to talk about "Painted Skin" from top to bottom.

   Actually, it doesn’t need to be said by the shopkeeper, he can tell from the owner’s purchase of the bookstore that their owner is a golden master!

   "Shitou, go ask the shopkeeper, just say that Mr. Pingan is here."

   Shitou responded and went to the west courtyard.

   Not long after, shopkeeper Hu walked in, swept Mr. Pingan away, and smiled: "Mr. Pingan came early in the morning, what is your business?"

  Mr. Ping'an's departure was not very pleasant at the beginning. In Hu's opinion, it was a stab at Qingsong Bookstore, and it was still a vital point.

  Mr. Ping'an cupped his hands: "Shopkeeper, I want to see Mr. Song Ling."

  He wanted to see what kind of person was the one who made him fail so badly.

   Shopkeeper Hu froze for a moment.

  He thought that Mr. Pingan was kicked out by the opposite party and wanted to turn around, but it turned out that he wanted to see Mr. Song Ling.

   "That's really sorry, Mr. Song Ling is not in our bookstore."

   "Can the shopkeeper tell you where Mr. Song Ling lives?"

   Shopkeeper Hu said in his heart, don’t say you don’t know, even if you know, you can’t tell you, otherwise, what should you do if you go to Mr. Songling for trouble.

   "The little old man doesn't know where Mr. Songling lives."

  Mr. Ping'an's eyes were filled with anger: "I just want to see Mr. Pine Ling, why should the shopkeeper shirk!"

   Shopkeeper Hu was also annoyed, and said lightly: "Mr. Songling's situation, the little old man doesn't know anything. If you have nothing else to do, don't waste your time here."

"you!"

   Liu Zhou spread his hands: "Sir, please."

  Mr. Ping An's face turned into a pig's liver, he gave the two of them a hard look, and walked away.

   "Cut, who is it?" Liu Zhou rolled his eyes at the empty door.

   "I'm going to sweep the door." Shito ran out with the broom.

  For Shitou, the gloomy days of Qingsong Bookstore were also his gloomy days. Thanks to the kindness of the shopkeeper, he got a new owner later. Those who have anything to do with the bookstore opposite are all bad guys!

   Waiting for Xin You to come from behind, shopkeeper Hu told about Mr. Ping'an's visit.

"The shopkeeper did the right thing. Mr. Songling said at the beginning that he didn't want people to know his identity and appearance. Now that Mr. Songling is famous, more and more people want to inquire about him. We are here You must pay attention to this.”

   "My boss, don't worry, no one can get a word of Mr. Song Ling from our bookstore."

   After all, I really don’t know anything.

  As more and more customers came to buy books, Mr. Ping'an's visit was quickly forgotten by everyone. Xin You was busy for a while and returned to the East Courtyard. Not long after, the disciples reported that the third girl from the Shaoqing Mansion had arrived.

  Xin You ordered Xiaolian to invite Duan Yunling in.

   "Cousin Qing, I couldn't get in the bookstore, so I came here directly."

  Xiao Lian brings tea and snacks.

   "Ling cousin drinking tea."

  Duan Yunling picked up the chrysanthemum tea and explained the purpose of coming: "Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. Grandma is going to take us to the autumn. Let me call my cousin to go home and prepare."

   "Treading autumn?" Xinyou has been so busy these days that she forgot that the Double Ninth Festival is here.

   "Yes, it happened that grandma was not feeling well in Chongyang last year, so we were the only ones who went. Grandma said that this year, as long as there is nothing to do, we will go together."

  Xin You has no interest in going out in autumn with people from the Shaoqing Mansion, but if there is a custom of family outing in Chongyang in the capital, it might be worth a visit.

   "Did grandma say where to go for autumn?"

   "It's the Bailu Mountain we visited last year."

  Xin You sighed: "I don't even remember what happened last year."

  Duan Yunling just remembered about her cousin’s amnesia, and smiled embarrassedly: “It’s just climbing high and looking far away, and eating chrysanthemum cakes, drinking chrysanthemum wine, and giving each other dogwood. It’s interesting, cousin, go.”

   Seeing the booming business of the bookstore with her own eyes, she was really afraid that her cousin would reject her.

  Duan Yunling didn't want to go to Duan Yunhua's side, and there was a big age difference with Duan Yunyan, so she really wanted to have Xinyou as company.

   "Who usually go to Bailu Mountain?" Xin You boldly asked with "amnesia".

   "It is mainly the home of hundreds of officials and nobles."

  Xin You nodded: "Cousin Ling, go back first, I'll go there after I'm done with the bookstore."

  Duan Yunling successfully invited someone, and left happily.

   "Xiao Lian, don't rush to clean up." Xin You waved her hand, "Last year in Chongyang, Miss Kou and some girls from Shaoqing's Mansion went to Bailu Mountain?"

   "Well, the girl was just out of the filial piety at that time, and it was the first time she officially went out to play."

   "That day, Mr. Dai who came to the bookstore to forcefully buy "Painted Skin", did he also go?"

Xiao Lian tried her best to recall it, and shook her head: "I don't have much impression of this servant girl. There are too many people going to Bailu Mountain. The girl is not used to not going out for a long time, and she didn't go to the lively place. But I heard that Princess Zhaoyang has gone. Many mistresses brought their juniors to greet the eldest princess."

  Hearing Princess Zhaoyang, Xin You's heart skipped a beat.

  My mother once mentioned that she also has an aunt, and the aunt and sister-in-law have a very good relationship. Could Princess Zhaoyang be the aunt mentioned by the mother?

  By this time, it wasn't for Guchangbo Mansion, Xin You also planned to visit.

  In Shaoqing's mansion, the old lady heard Duan Yunling's report, and said to the second wife Zhu Shi with a smile: "I really didn't expect Qingqing to be so capable, and to run a bookstore so well."

  The old lady had listened to Qingsong Bookstore recently, so she took a look from a distance while going out, and found that people who bought books had lined up from the store to the street.

  Business is so good, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is making money every day.

  Zhu replied with a smile: "Yes."

"You are taking care of the house now, wait for Qingqing to come back and make up for her, so that the girl won't lose her health." Speaking of this, the old lady smiled meaningfully, "Qingqing is caring, and you are right as an aunt." She is good, she will remember it in her heart."

   "Don't worry, old lady, it's the daughter-in-law's duty to take good care of Qingqing." Mrs. Zhu responded with a sneer in her heart.

  The old lady still wants to keep the golden Buddha, the cousin girl, at home, but she doesn't see how the sky is so high that the birds are flying, how can she be willing to return to the cage.

  (end of this chapter)