After being dressed in trouble, the faint-hearted man forced me to become rich

461.

Yuan Po's tone is kind, but her face is not kind. Maybe it's because she used to be serious in the palace. There are no deep lines on her face. The sunset light shines through the window on her light purple plain clothes. The cold appearance is like the dark flowers on the cloth, looming with the light and shadow.

She took a red cloth bag from the drawer, took out the shiny silver thing inside, put it in the palm of her hand and adjusted it slightly with an unknown dexterous instrument: "When Mr. Yang told me about the style earlier, I thought he liked it." I want to send a token of love to any girl I met."

Jiang Nanshu coughed lightly, and Bian Guanyue watched Yuan Po's movements with anticipation in her heart.

"I saw you today, son, and I realized that this style is a good match for you." Yuan Po said the second half of the sentence slowly, and stretched out her hand to hand out the mysterious gift: "Look, do you like it? It's also a matter of your vision if you don't like it." , I have never been allowed to return it."

I saw an exquisite earring lying obediently in Yuan Po's palm, the whole body was snow silver, the engraved butterfly was lifelike, and the thin and thin wings were even trembling.

Bian Guanyue picked it up carefully, and found that there were three short to long tassels at the tail, and there were blue crystals in the shape of water droplets hanging from the ends of the tassels.

Good to see take off.

462.

Jiang Nanshu just saw the finished product, and he smiled and praised: "This blue color suits you very well."

"The sapphire chalcedony is used." Yuan Po glanced at Jiang Nanshu calmly: "Mr. Yang only said to use the best sapphire. I later thought that the blue chalcedony was the most suitable, and the pendant was not real."

"Thank you for getting old." Bian Guanyue shook her earhooks, and said gratefully to Jiangnanshu: "I like it very much, but why did you suddenly think of giving me this?"

Jiang Nanshu took the earrings gently: "Come on, I'll put them on for you."

The earhook is worn on the right ear. Jiang Nanshu explained to Bian Guanyue in a low voice: "If you deliberately cover up the injury on your left ear, it will attract attention. After that, it will only be regarded as icing on the cake."

Bian Guanyue really didn't expect Jiangnan Shu to have such a thought, so she chuckled with all her thoughts: "Thank you."

463.

Jiang Nanshu put it on for Bian Guanyue, and fiddled with the tassels: "It looks good."

Bian Guanyue: "It's really pretty."

Jiang Nanshu: "I said you look good."

Yuan Po was too lazy to listen to the young couple's whispers, she was infatuated with the works, and the things made according to the tokens of love were indeed more vivid, "I just adjusted the size, but is it still suitable?"

Even at this age, her eyesight is still as precise as a ruler, Bian Guanyue admired: "You are skilled in craftsmanship, so it is naturally suitable."

"Come on, a lot of new materials have been added to the cloth shop next door. You can go and have a look." Yuan Po has implemented the random business with actions, seemingly helping her neighbors to publicize, but in fact she is driving people away: "I have said enough today. I won’t send you off, and the items outside the house will not be repaired or replaced if there are no quality problems. Welcome to come next time.”

464.

The two of them went out to the street, Bian Guanyue remembered: "Here, have you paid?"

Jiang Nanshu replied: "I paid for it when I ordered it."

"Hiss?" Bian Guanyue's old trouble of worrying happened again: "I said, why do I always feel that something is missing when I go shopping with you, Mr. Yang, don't you have to pay? I must have spent a lot in Yuejin Villa today, and I don't know what to do. I didn't see you counting the banknotes."

Jiang Nanshu said frankly: "I put a sum of money with the owner of the villa before, in case of emergency, if the money is not enough, he will tell me."

Bian Guanyue: "If you don't say it, it means it's enough?"

Jiang Nanshu: "Yes."

Bian Guanyue gave a thumbs up: "You are really rich. If you have money, don't put it in the bank, but put it in the store."

Jiang Nanshu held his hand and said solemnly: "I have never deposited silver in the cloth village that Yuan Po said."

Bian Guanyue: "So?"

Jiangnan Shu: "Let's go and spend money."

Bian Guanyue: Damn mentally retarded.

465.

Before Bian Guanyue refused, Jiang Nanshu had already pulled him to the gate of Daquan Buzhuang. At this point, most people were resting in restaurants and hotels, and the short and fat Boss of Buzhuang was also eating dinner. He saw the customers speeding up the speed of sucking noodles. : "Well, the guest officer came in to take a look, the newly arrived salted fish yarn in our shop is still in stock."

Bian Guanyue couldn't help lamenting that she was so ignorant: "What love?"

The boss swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, drank the herbal tea at hand, and then said clearly: "Xiangyunsha, Xiangyunsha, only my family has it in Yonghe City. All the lords and wives in the capital come to my house to look for it."

Yarn rolls were piled up on the counter in front of him, Bian Guan Yue Nai didn’t know the No. 1 product, he couldn’t touch it, he couldn’t feel it, he couldn’t see it clearly, and he couldn’t imagine what it would look like when it was made into clothes. He asked Jiang Nanshu for his opinion: "Is this color a bit old-fashioned?"

Taking advantage of Bian Guanyue's inattention, Jiang Nanshu smeared honey on his mouth: "Score man, Ah Yue, you look young and beautiful no matter what you wear."

"That's right." The boss agreed, and moved out two other rolls of yarn from behind the counter: "There are other colors, I just heard that the son's name has the word moon in it? Coincidentally, this roll of yarn is right It's the color of moonlight."

This is the first time Bian Guanyue heard that the color has such a literary name: "Moon Soul?"

"Yes, my dyes are all of royal grade." The boss flattered: "Young master's white skin is absolutely beautiful in this color, and the roll next to it is lilac brown, which is very elegant when paired with Moon Soul. One piece for each person, it will be eye-catching when walking on the street.”

Jiang Nanshu put the heavy purse on the counter: "We want these two volumes."

466.

Bian Guanyue was speechless. She grabbed Jiangnan Book and turned around to explain: "Do you have any common sense in life? You don't buy things like you. You don't ask the price and don't bargain. If this continues, the bosses all over the street will grasp the secret of getting rich."

When Jiang Nanshu is stupid, he is really stupid: "The secret to getting rich?"

Bian Guanyue was so anxious that she bit her tongue: "As soon as people say that we are compatible, you will take the money and use the vain money as wedding candy?"

Jiang Nanshu: "It's not impossible."

Bian Guanyue gave up teaching Jiangnan to be diligent and thrifty, and found another way: "What's so good about your status being eye-catching outside, it's king to keep a low profile, my dear."

Jiang Nanshu only cares about Bian Guanyue's preferences: "But if you like..."

Bian Guanyue shook her head crazily in her heart: dbq, please allow me to refuse couple outfits!

The boss was still waiting enthusiastically: "Guest officer? Do you want to look at other things?"

"Ah." It's really inappropriate to disturb people for a long time and turn around and leave. Bian Guanyue thought about the royal blue color of the ear pendant, and casually pointed to a roll of blue cloth: "That, can you show it to me?"

467.

The boss immediately complied and started a new round of sales promotion: "Young Master, you have a good eye! This is the signboard of our store since its opening. Look at the patterns on it. They are drawn by female workers one by one. If there is no pattern you like, It can also be customized."

Bian Guanyue didn't really want to buy it either, so she argued with the boss, "This pattern doesn't look like the Central Plains style."

"Sir, you have good eyesight!" The boss exaggerated Bian Guanyue's two or five eyes to the sky in a few words: "This is the wax wax craft of the Jingchu tribe in southern Xinjiang. For this piece of cloth, my family is the only one producing it in the entire Beijing and Zhou dynasties, and all the cloth dealers get their goods from my family.”

Bian Guanyue was startled: "Wax?"

The boss talked endlessly: "Just use a wax knife to dip in the melted wax, draw a pattern on a special cloth, and then dip it with indigo. After removing the wax, the pattern will come out."

Bian Guanyue smiled: "Tell me, these cloths are all produced by your family now? Don't they be old cloths shipped from the south, rats have gnawed them and then made clothes for people?"

The boss packed the ticket and said: "Don't worry, my factory is in Yonghe City, and the supply exceeds the demand every year. Where did Chen Bu come from!"

"Oh." Bian Guanyue pretended to be casual and said, "Good stuff, good stuff."

468.

Bian Guanyue ran into a suspect on the way to play, and Bian Guanyue was in no mood. The two found a restaurant and asked for a private room. Once the door was closed, Bian Guanyue was not calm: "Did you hear me? What kind of craftsmanship is that wax!"

Jiang Nanshu poured warm water on Bian Guanyue: "Wax Valerian."

"Wax!" Bian Guanyue was very annoyed: "Why didn't I think before that Yunji, who runs a brothel, got so much wax. This is a starting point. Who is secretly providing wax to Yunji?"

Jiangnan Shu said warmly: "Yonghe doesn't produce paraffin locally. After the accident, I sent someone to check the source of paraffin wax in Yonghe and went to the city to register it. However, the time was too short and there was no result. I wanted to find out the strange place and then tell you. .”

"This matter is not as simple as it appears, I know you will definitely look into it." Bian Guanyue said worriedly: "If nothing can be found in the import of goods, the problem is very likely to appear in the city, such as the mutual protection of officials, or The wax valerian I saw just now."

"Daquan Cloth Manor has been producing that kind of fabric for a long time, and the raw materials needed must be a lot. If he cheated for a long time and deliberately bought multiple times the raw materials, and then secretly sold them to Linlang Pavilion, there is no way to verify them."

"And we are just speculating, there is no evidence." Bian Guanyue rested her forehead and muttered: "Yonghe City is not small, and there are so many business fortunes in the open and secret. What."

"There will be a way." Jiang Nanshu comforted him softly: "I'm tired all day, I can't drink any more, after dinner here, we will go back to the palace and make other plans."

469.

With Bian Guanyue's forehead pressed against the table, Jiang Nanshu ordered green vegetables and rice porridge, roasted tenderloin and stewed squab, and finally ordered a crab roe noodles from Xiao Er's recommendation.

"Ah Yue." Jiang Nanshu whispered softly, earnestly said: "I know you are a picky eater, eat as much as you want when the food is served, but you don't have the strength to talk back to me if you don't eat."

Bian Guanyue raised her head and said listlessly: "It's okay, it's okay, our tastes look similar, I can swallow what you ordered."

"Green vegetables are refreshing and roasted meat is delicious, and pigeon soup is good for wound healing." Jiang Nanshu put his face in one hand: "Someone is picky eater but doesn't take the initiative to tell me what he likes to eat, so I have to be like an old woman, eating it three times a day Instruct the Imperial Dining Room to come in different ways."

Bian Guanyue complained: "Mr. Yang, there are some people in this world who are simply not interested in eating. When they are not hungry, they are not interested in delicacies from mountains and seas. When they are hungry, they can make do with even unpalatable food. This is not a picky eater. Easy to deal with."

Jiang Nanshu got up and sat next to Bian Guanyue from the opposite side: "But I'm not easy to deal with. You eat three meals a day whether you're happy or not. I just want to give you the best and let you enjoy every moment of your life." All happy."

Bian Guanyue thought the table was too hard, and there was a ready-made human flesh cushion beside him, so he leaned on Jiangnan Shu relaxedly, closed his eyes and smiled and said, "You have to be happy while eating?"

470.

"You don't enjoy eating," Jiang Nanshu patted Bian Guanyue's back with some distress: "What's the use of earning so much money?"

When Bian Guanyue is sleepy, it is no different from being drunk. After being sleepy with a unique secret technique, he utters the truth: "I have never had a happy meal since I was a child. Of course, making money is for eating happily in the future."

Jiang Nanshu's voice was like a guide in a dream: "Tell me, who made my Ah Yue unhappy?"

"Hmm..." Bian Guanyue thought about it seriously, and when she said it, her thoughts were vague: "When I was young, my father never came home, and my mother never had a good face at the dinner table. All the aunts at home know that I don't like eating onions and eggs. My mother always likes to fry them together, and then trains me to be a picky eater, and doesn't understand her hard work in cooking."

"Later, my mother didn't go home to eat anymore. I didn't know a lot of Chinese characters at that time, but I deeply thought that I made my mother angry. I blamed myself and didn't dare to make any demands on her until I went to school. Only then did I know that birthdays are about eating cake.”

"Then I was looking forward and looking forward, looking forward to it, the first time I received a call from my mother on my birthday, I thought I didn't have to eat in the cafeteria that day, I didn't expect it, haha." Bian Guanyue couldn't hold back her laughter: " I didn’t expect that I wouldn’t even be able to eat in the cafeteria in the future.”

"Later, there was wine on the dinner table, the endless wine, not the fruit wine you gave me, but the kind of wine that would make you vomit after drinking it. I drank it and vomited it, and finally drank it until I could sit on the table. Refuse to drink, and finally, I can’t taste anything.”

471.

"Serve the food!" The waiter opened the door and brought the steaming hot dishes to the table. Bian Guanyue woke up with a start. She only remembered a bunch of nonsense just now, but didn't remember the specifics. He sat up straight slowly Body: "It smells good."

Jiang Nan's written expression returned to normal, and he thoughtfully filled Bian Guanyue with a bowl of pigeon soup: "Nu Nuan Wei, if you still don't want to move, I'll feed you."

"I'm not disabled." Bian Guanyue rubbed her eyes, took a sip from the bowl, and put it down with a serious face.

Jiang Nanshu: "Is it not good?"

"No, it's very delicious." Bian Guanyue lacked words in terms of food taste, and couldn't describe the deliciousness of the soup base. He picked up chopsticks and tasted other dishes in disbelief, confirming that his tongue was not the problem: "I I understand why Shouxi was reincarnated like a starved ghost when I left the palace with me."

It turned out that the food in the palace was not good!Not the pot of this era!

472.

Jiang Nanshu said helplessly: "When I pretended to seek longevity, Bian He probably tried to test me. I only allowed the imperial dining room to cook medicinal food. This habit has been maintained for several years. Not to mention the food in the palace, it is the bowl in the palace. It’s all marinated.”

Bian Guanyue's bowl of soup soon bottomed out: "Then you are worse than me."

"It's better to go to the palace than to be in the palace." Jiang Nanshu gave Bian Guanyue food: "I can also take you out often to improve the food."

The atmosphere became cheerful because of the delicious food. The two talked and laughed and had a very comfortable meal. At the end of the meal, Jiang Nanshu remembered that there was still a portion of noodles left untouched. He picked up the crab roe noodles and mixed them twice. Put it down: "The crabs are cold."

Bian Guanyue couldn't hold on anymore, smelling the fishy smell of cold crabs, she lost her appetite: "Then don't eat, let's go back to the palace."

Jiang Nanshu went out of the cubicle first and went downstairs to check out, Bian Guanyue followed slowly, and when he looked up, he found a familiar figure at the corner of the stairs—the owner of Daquan Cloth!

He quickly hid behind the square pillar, and quietly observed the boss's every move. The boss seemed to be drunk, and walked down the stairs clumsily, shaking his head, and suddenly stepped on the ground and rolled straight to the first floor.

Unexpectedly, he spit out a mouthful of blood on his back, dying with regret!

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