My wife is number one in the world

"Butler Fu, let me go, my lord is just going to sell a mirror, are you going to die or live?"

Fu Shan looked at his lord miserably with teary eyes, shook his head firmly, and refused to let go of his hand: "No, this old slave will not let go even if he dies today, and let you do business , Lord, you are a Lord personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor, a noble from Xuanwu Street in the capital, how can you do business, isn't this a shame for yourself?"

"No, butler Fu, what's wrong with doing business, the Liu family is a well-known gentry in the south of the Yangtze River, and it's only natural for my young master to do business."

"The old slave has the guts to ask, is the lord married?"

"Married, what's wrong?"

"Since the lord is already married, if he is granted the title, he will open another mansion. You are the head of the family, and this old slave must not let the lord sell things."

Liu Mingzhi squatted on the ground helplessly: "Good boy, my lord himself doesn't mind, what are you afraid of, just be obedient and let go."

"Hmm, the old slave is not loose."

Liu Mingzhi had a cold expression on his face: "Am I him, Fu Shan, can you stop being so disgusting, whether you let go or not, my lord is rude to you."

"The young master beat Fu Shan to death, and Fu Shan will never let go."

"I've convinced you, you're such an old stubborn donkey, how about it, my lord let Liu Song and the others sell it, and I'll just watch and have fun. You see, there are so many servants in the mansion, they must eat and drink. There is not a single copper in the warehouse, and if we don’t earn some money, our family can’t drink the northwest wind, you are the housekeeper, you know better than me, right?”

Butler Fu thought for a while, then looked at Liu Mingzhi suspiciously: "My lord, you really don't want to sell it yourself?"

"You're just going to sell it. Is my lord that kind of person?"

"Okay, sir, you have to say what you say."

"My Lord's character is not good. In Jiangnan, my Lord is synonymous with conscience. Don't worry."

Liu Song let out a muffled laugh: "Don't be skinny."

Finally walking out of Liu's mansion, Fu Shan stared at the backs of Young Master Liu and his party like a mother-in-law who sent her husband out in a daze.

"Walk around, take a look if you don't want to buy."

"Take a look and walk around, you can take a look if you don't want to buy."

"I said whether it is good or not, everyone has the best vision."

"I don't know if it's good or not, and everyone will know it at a glance."

"500 taels is not too much, and you can't go to South Vietnam for an outing."

"500 taels isn't too expensive, and it's affordable for both ladies and wives."

"500 taels is really not much, I coaxed my concubine to coax my wife."

"500 taels is not a waste of money, you can use it all year round."

"Although it's not a family heirloom, the daughter-in-law can't live without it."

"If it is not broken for ten or nine years, it can be passed on to the next generation."

"All 500 taels, everything you buy is 500 taels."

"Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, don't miss it when you pass by, take a look at the specialties of the Western Regions."

Liu Song's subordinates looked at Young Master Liu with his sleeves on his shoulders and screaming with a blind face. This is different from the one who promised to pay the housekeeper.

Liu Mingzhi looked excitedly at the crowded crowd in front of the stall, not screaming in vain.

Chapter 263 Cloud Creek

Liu Mingzhi was quite satisfied to see the crowds flocking to him. He cast nets widely and fished in a large area. If one of the crowd was willing to spend money to buy a mirror, it would be profitable for Liu Mingzhi.

The materials for firing mirrors are only those objects. After you are proficient, the cost of each mirror is only a few tens of pennies. Selling 500 taels of a mirror is simply a lucrative business.

As for the matter of agreeing to pay the housekeeper, just stay where it is cool. Speaking of being shameless, the majestic young master Liu is afraid of someone. He is not making money with wasted money, and his mind is sick.

As for the title or not, it is not within the scope of Liu Mingzhi's consideration, the lord also has to eat, drink, and scatter, without money, it is meaningless to be a lord.

Could it be that for the sake of the so-called honorable face, he starved to death, and then was buried by Fu Shan in a geomantic treasure, and erected a stone tablet that will last forever, praising himself for not bending his waist for five buckets of rice, this girl is sick, okay?

"Hey, this big brother sees that your spirit is still strong. I bought a rare mirror for my concubine. I promise to let you spend the most ecstasy night. Come and buy one, only 500 taels."

The middle-aged man who was called out by Liu Mingzhi, who was dressed in official clothes, was about 50 to [-] years old. Thanks to Liu Mingzhi's thick skin, otherwise, just this sentence of "big brother" would not be able to be shouted out by ordinary people.

You, a 20-year-old kid, call someone who is about the same age as your father your big brother. I really don't know what to think.

The middle-aged man in Yuanwai's clothes flushed and looked at the mirror on the booth. He was both excited to see such a rare thing and embarrassed to be called "big brother" by Liu Mingzhi.

The man in the middle wanted to pick up a mirror to take a closer look, but he didn't dare to do it. He looked at Liu Mingzhi nervously: "My little brother, can I take a look first?"

"Brother, you can look at it casually. If it breaks, you don't need money."

The middle-aged man carefully held a mirror, looked at the clear face reflected in the mirror, and couldn't believe that there was such a clear mirror in the world.

"Hey, this young lady is so beautiful. She must be a famous beauty in the capital. Let me have a mirror that matches the beauty. It only costs 500 taels of silver. You won't be at a disadvantage if you buy it, and you won't be fooled by it."

In the crowd, a gorgeously dressed girl with slightly better appearance than Ying'er shyly looked at the mirror on the booth without taking her eyes off, and didn't pay attention to Liu Mingzhi's words at all.

She put all her heart on the mirror, saw that someone was already playing with the mirror, although the girl was a little shy, she picked up a mirror with a small Qingluo fan half folded on her face, and looked through it.

The red lips were slightly parted, and the girl looked at the clear figure in the mirror, motionless, and she was another girl who was obsessed with her charming face and couldn't extricate herself.

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Liu Mingzhi was overjoyed, the two businesses were likely to be successful.

Without disturbing the two honored guests, Liu Mingzhi greeted the others: "Men, what are you still hesitating about? If you don't buy it, you can take a look. There are only fifty mirrors. If you come early, you can have a look, and if you come late, you can take a look." not."

Liu Mingzhi knew very well that rare things are more valuable, so he compressed the number of mirrors to a position he could accept and shouted.

The crowd who were still a bit hesitant, afraid to accidentally break such rare objects, did not dare to step forward, and after hearing Liu Mingzhi's words, they no longer held back, and all of them crowded in front of the booth.

After all, it was the people in the capital who underestimated the silver in their pockets. Compared with the local people, the plainly dressed people handed over a 500 tael silver bill.

"Give me a side."

"I have two mirrors."

"Give me a mirror."

"Be careful, don't squeeze my mirror, or it will never end with you."

Liu Mingzhi hurriedly took the bank notes one by one, and then handed out a mirror, looking at Liu Song and others who were still in a daze, Liu Mingzhi jumped in anger: "You idiots, what are you still looking at, help me .”

Only then did Liu Song and the others react and hurried forward to help collect money and sell the goods.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the fifty mirrors on the booth were swept away, and Liu Mingzhi also had a stack of bank notes in his arms.