[comprehensive] superior skills

There is a store, and it only takes three to five days to open for business.

Song Ci didn't pay much attention to auspicious or inauspicious days, so he chose to hang up the signs on weekends when people come and go.

As a boss, she didn't take the good or bad of the business to heart, and the neighbors next door were not calm.

"A hundred years old?"

Chen Fuxing, the grandson of Lao Zhou, came out to take a look, and said in a daze, "When did that old boy Zhou Qijin sell the shop? Why hasn't there been any news? Besides, we are an 'auspicious old shop', so he did it." A 'hundred-year-old store', isn't this obviously a fight with me?!"

"I don't think he has a good intention!"

Chen Yu, the apprentice who was following him and also Chen Fuxing's nephew, said: "This old boy is too useless. He refused to sell the shop to you because of the old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Otherwise, we are auspicious." The old store has long been the biggest store in Antique Street!"

Chen Fuxing stared at the black plaque and felt unlucky, "Come on, I have to see what's so special about his century-old store!"

The two uncles and nephews were stunned as soon as they entered the store, because the counter was still the same counter, the screen was the same screen, and even the floor was the original blue-gray slate.

The only change is that the person guarding the counter has changed, from a bad old man who is over seventy years old to a young girl in her early twenties at most.

Chen Fuxing stared at the newly built four rows of wooden shelves on the back wall of the counter, and the messy and unmarked goods placed on them for a while, and then hesitantly said: "I said, girl, your boss is here Not here?"

"Looking for the boss?"

Song Ci raised his head and glanced at the visitor, and greeted him not very enthusiastically: "I am the boss, please speak up if you have something to say. It is newly opened today, and all new products on the shelves will be [-]% off."

Chen Yu said disdainfully: "The fakes on the street stall of yours seem to be worth a lot, and you still get [-]% off, [-]% off, I'm afraid no one will care about it!"

Song Ci didn't care about it, and said, "Okay, if you have something you like, I'll sell it to you with a [-]% discount. But it's just this time, it won't be a good thing to try to take advantage of it next time!"

"Who cares about taking advantage of your family?!"

Chen Yu wanted to make another fuss, but was stopped by Chen Fuxing, "Boss, your container is so far away, we just want to buy something and we don't know what's inside, so how to do it."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was too careless."

Song Ci turned around and picked up a boxy red paper bag with a string, "This is wrapped in food paper, which is a century-old imperial snack, and the small jars next to it are all kinds of drinks and sauces produced by the imperial dining room."

After introducing the food on the bottom floor, she pointed upwards with a long wooden strip like a ruler, "Clothes, fabrics, jade jewelry, decorations and medicines from a hundred years ago, you two can spend money to take away whatever you fancy. .”

Not too cumbersome to bring the goods in the store one by one, Song Ci finally slapped his forehead and added: "Oh, and the ruler in my hand has a long history of more than 1000 years, but it is a private collection and does not belong to the scope of trading. .”

While she was talking, Chen Fuxing's uncle and nephew also changed from looking at each other into crocodile tears.

"Where did this idiot come from? It's thanks to Lao Zhou who dared to sell the shop to her!"

Chen Fuxing coughed, "May I ask the boss's name?"

Song Ci still had a smile on his face, "Miangui's surname is Wu. I've been talking about it for a long time. Do you two have something interesting?"

Chen Fuxing took a closer look at the outdated packaging that was no different from the old-fashioned food factory at the counter window, wondering: "Boss Wu, it's not that we don't believe you. But you come here for hundreds of thousands of years, let's not talk about anything else. It’s your imperial snacks from a hundred years ago, can it be stored well until now? Even if you kindly give it to others to taste, how many dare to eat it?”

"I dare!"

The door curtain was lifted, and Lao Zhou, who was holding a white lion in his hand, wandered in, followed by two little old men of about the same age, "Old Sun, Lao Qi, aren't you greedy for my jade smoker? Buy it from this century-old shop!"

He cooed while talking, "Xiao Wu, hurry up and invite out your treasure of the shop!"

When Song Ci saw that Lao Zhou's companion was dressed similarly to an ordinary retired old man walking around, but the bracelet on his wrist was Chen Xiangshou, and he knew in his heart that it was a distinguished guest.

After brewing a pot of Yuqian Longjing and serving a plate of dim sum from the imperial dining room, Song Ci held the tray and walked behind the screen.

The screen was not changed, but there was a small table and four short blocks, just enough for the old Wednesday to sit and rest.

"Hey, just now I wondered why the aisle is so short, so it turned out to be such a place to go."

Lao Zhou was not polite either, he raised his teacup and stopped under his nose to sniff carefully, then he pursed it into his mouth in admiration, "Sweet!"

Seeing his intoxicated look, the other two also put the tea into their mouths and tasted it, and then stared at the petal-shaped snacks.

"Oh, what are you doing!"

Lao Zhou opened his eyes and saw that the plate was half empty, and immediately quit. He hurriedly protected him and said, "Go and have some snacks before the fragrance of tea is gone, and you won't be afraid of the smell!"

Qi Zuwang poured himself a cup of tea, "The boss brought this to treat guests, and it didn't come from your house. Why are you so distressed!"

Sun Changqiu also laughed, "Old Zhou, I have to criticize you this time, don't keep thinking about eating alone!"

"Who said I'm going to eat alone!"

Lao Zhou was unconvinced, "If I have selfish intentions, can I bring you here? Or people say you are old-fashioned and old-fashioned, and I think you two are ready-made examples!"

Sun Changqiu nodded at him helplessly, "Look at you, you've been like this for so many years, you just gossip and change the subject out of guilt! Forget it, I don't care about it with you. Boss Wu, I don't know if you have a jade smoker in your hand. It’s already in the collection, can you show it to us?”

At this time Song Ci had already returned to the counter, "There is a small sachet that is similar to the carving, but it is for children to play with, and it is much smaller than the jade incense burner."

She took a lacquer dressing box from the third shelf, and with just one hook of her fingertips, a walnut-sized pink tourmaline sachet popped out, "The color is also brighter, and it looks good on girls."

Sun Changqiu glanced at it, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Boss Wu, be careful, don't miss it!"

"Don't be afraid, this lanyard is strong!"

Song Ci saw that his face was ugly, so he had to pass it out along the window, "You should check it yourself."

"It's a worthwhile trip!"

Sun Changqiu looked at the sachet lying in the handkerchief fondly, "I don't know how much Boss Wu bid for this pendant?"

Song Ci really didn't know the rules of their business, so he could only roughly refer to the auction prices he had browsed on the Internet before and made a gesture, "I just said something first, and the first customer who opened will get a [-]% discount."

Just as Sun Changqiu was about to respond, Chen Yu, who had been left alone for a long time, suddenly said in embarrassment, "You are a fake. There has never been such a craftsmanship in all dynasties!"

He has been sitting in the cabinet of the old Jixiang store for more than ten years, and he thinks he is used to seeing collections from all over the world, but he has never seen such exquisite handmade jade.

"No? That's because you are ignorant!"

Song Ci didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, "Why, you wanted to make trouble if you didn't get the discounted price, what did you do earlier? Just standing there is causing trouble!"

"that is!"

Lao Zhou also joked: "Old Chen, you said that after so many years, you have not made any progress at all. You only know how to suppress and embarrass the juniors! Do you really think that you can take the lead by suppressing others? Wake up!"

Chen Fuxing nodded towards his old opponent, "You are right, the rules are different now, and you are no longer the owner of Zhouji Pawnshop."

After he finished speaking, he sternly yelled at his nephew: "Still leaving, are you waiting for tea?"

Chen Yu dared not speak out, so he gave everyone in the store a hard look, and left the century-old store with his uncle.

"Don't pay attention to him, this person likes to make himself uncomfortable!"

Old Zhou, who retreated from the enemy with one move, said triumphantly: "Xiao Wu, give me two more packs of dim sum from the imperial dining room, so I can take them home for my children to taste!"

Qi Zuwang humiliated him intentionally, "It's still a child, my grandson is already in elementary school!"

"It's my son if he's on crutches, don't you feel bad about it?"

Lao Zhou countered: "You treat everyone like you, and treat your son like a donkey!"

The two people, who together were more than 100 years old, started arguing again, and threw aside Sun Changqiu who paid for the goods.

A small sum of money was charged for the opening today, and Song Ci did not spare a few packs of dim sum, pretending to mention each of the three elderly people and telling them to go back and taste it slowly.

After eating some sandwiches at noon, Song Ci closed the store and drove to the suburbs, seeing that no serious shoppers came to see the goods in the next half an hour.

It was still the gas station in front of him. Song Ci, who had been dressed up in disguise, found a more formal express company in the city and sent an express to Jing Hao in the name of Qu Wenyuan.

Jing Hao is now at home with his concubine every day. When he first received the notice from the property owner, he thought it was some prank. After hearing the sender's name, he was sure it was him.

"Ah Hao, who's calling?"

A soft and delicate female voice suddenly sounded in the air, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

"It's okay, someone sent me something."

Jing Hao responded as usual: "Hey, go back to your room and wait, be careful not to let the sun shine."

The two layers of curtains in the house will only be opened when the moon rises, all to ensure that Lou Mingyue will not be harmed by the yang energy.

The courier arrived in a few minutes, and the signature and delivery were also very fast.

Jing Hao sat on the sofa and opened the cardboard box, still wondering what Qu Wenyuan was going to do, "Hey, this mirror is quite beautiful!"

A beautiful bronze mirror was lying on his hand, the dim yellow halo was classic and beautiful, "Mingyue, come and see this, how about leaving it for you to dress up?"

"Ahao!"

A stream of air rushed over with a smile, but when it approached the bronze mirror, it screamed miserably: "Take it away! Take it away!!"

Jing Hao was used to the gentle and affectionate side of his concubine, and it was the first time he felt the cold and gloomy atmosphere in the house. He was at a loss and said, "Mingyue, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, what are you talking about?!"

"Ahao..."

Lou Mingyue's voice was as thin as a gossamer, "It's a demon mirror, and there are runes engraved on the back of the mirror. If I face it head-on, my soul will fly away and I will never be reborn..."

"Ah, what to do then?"

Jing Hao was in a hurry, "Damn Qu Wenyuan, what's wrong with sending this unlucky thing over here!"

He beat the top of his head hard, and suddenly shouted: "I smashed it into pieces and flushed it into the toilet!"

"Can't!"

Lou Mingyue's voice became weaker and weaker, "Ah Hao, you take it outside, the farther the better, find a place where no one is around, break it up and bury it."

"Okay, I'll do it now!"

Jing Hao grabbed the car keys and ran towards the underground parking lot, running through a few red lights before arriving near Panshan Road in the suburbs.

Suppressing fire in his heart, he smashed the bronze mirror into powder with a big stone in one breath to feel better, and hurriedly turned around and rushed back.

Walking in a panic on the way, Jing Hao was still reassuring himself that nothing would happen, but when he got home, his heart felt cold.

The door of the apartment was open, and the curtains were half-drawn, and the draft that usually disperses the heat only made people feel icy cold.

"Moon..."

Jing Hao's voice was extremely soft, he was afraid of frightening that restless soul, and also afraid of waking up his sweet dreams.

"Ahao!"

In the next second, an exquisite and warm body surrounded him, and said coquettishly, "Why did you come back only now!"

"Jiaojiao?"

Jing Hao felt embarrassed by his beating heart, "Didn't you say that you don't come to see me if you have nothing to do?"

"Ah Hao, why don't you recognize me?"

The woman felt wronged and said, "I am Mingyue!"

"Mingyue? Why are you in Jiaojiao's body?"

Jing Hao's complexion changed drastically, "Didn't we agree to use Wen Rou as a substitute? Jiao Jiao is my sister, you can't hurt her!"

"What, is she your sister?"

Lou Mingyue's eyes flickered, and she lowered her head and said in mourning: "I don't know, Ah Hao, I really don't know she is your sister. I feel very uncomfortable, and I have been waiting for you to come. I heard the door open in a daze, I thought it was you who came back, so I rushed over. But when I woke up, I found that I had already been possessed without knowing it. "

"Mingyue, I'm not blaming you."

Jing Hao scratched his hair and said angrily, "I'm afraid that if Jiaojiao finds out about this and tell my parents, they will find a way to break us up!"

"It's okay, Hao!"

Lou Mingyue burst into laughter immediately, "Jiaojiao won't know about this, she will only think that she fell asleep and won't remember any details of it."

Jing Hao was still worried, "Will her body be harmed? No, let's bring Wenrou back quickly!"

Anyway, Gentle has gone crazy, instead of wasting life in a mental hospital, it is better to give your body to someone who needs it more.

Lou Mingyue agreed docilely: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"I've wronged you, Mingyue."

Jing Hao was a little uncomfortable talking about his sister's face, so he could only dryly say a few words of unnutritious comfort, and then asked whether the ruined mirror would cause lasting damage to Aifei's body .

When Jing Hao and Lou Mingyue slowly recovered their old intimacy during the question and answer, an invisible bug the size of a pinpoint in the packaging boxes scattered on the table also faithfully transmitted the conversation to another person's ears middle.

"So Jing Jiaojiao's body can also..."

After recording the experimental results, Song Ci took off the headset and got up to go outside.

If Lou Mingyue still wants to possess tenderness, Qu Wenyuan, an imposter, will definitely not be able to hide it from her. It would be better to take Mao Bachi out before the hospital is under martial law.

It was night when we returned to the hospital. Song Ci thought that there would be no other visitors except himself, but he didn't expect to hear the voice of a strange man in the room.

"Junior Sister, why are you bothering? Once the inheritance of the old medicine of the Feng family is cut off, and I went to see the master in the future, how should I answer?"

The man's painstaking efforts were quickly answered, but it was Aunt Feng who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Her words were resonant and contained a touch of irony, "The descendants of the Feng family can learn medicine without being able to read, and they will never forget the secret recipe even if they die. You don't have to waste your time, because I have already sworn to give it to the elder brother Sacrifice."

"Okay! I know you will never forget him, that's why you don't want to have children for me, right?"

"Even without me, Feng Miaolan, wouldn't the second senior brother's children and grandchildren still be around and share the family relationship?"

"Is it because of her that you refuse to spit out? Xiujuan has followed me without a name and role all her life, isn't that enough?"

"Second senior brother, you underestimate a woman's mind too much. I refuse to give her a name, and I refuse to tell you the secret recipe are all because of the same thing. If Yu Xiujuan wants to blame, she can blame her own brother .”

"It turns out that you know everything! You can bear it for such a long time, and you have kept it in your heart for more than 30 years without making a sound. I always thought that I was the most cruel person. Now it seems that I really am Bow down!"

The man staggered out of the room after saying this, and the next room was silent for a moment, followed by sobs and sobs that felt desolate.

"Life is full of love and infatuation, this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon..."

Song Ci sighed, gave up the idea of ​​saying goodbye to Aunt Feng, and just sent No. 56 to the duty room and locked it up.

The password leading to the bakery was set uniformly. In order to create chaos, she drove all the patients in custody to the entrance of the hospital like ducks. It was not until the guards rushed out to maintain order that they smuggled down the mountain with Mao Bachi, who had lost a lot of weight. .

After the old Taoist changed into a set of ordinary clothes, Song Ci led him to a hotel specializing in medicinal food, and ordered a table full of blood-nourishing and energy-enhancing meals.

Mao Bachi may have lost a lot of money, and he cleaned the dishes by himself, but his belly was still flat with no ups and downs.

Seeing that the person was almost finished eating, Song Ci poured a cup of Xiaoshi tea and handed it over, and asked, "Master Mao, can you tell me what kind of person can be possessed by a resentful ghost?"

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Gentle blow~~

Also, help: What should I do if my concubine becomes a younger sister?Waiting online, very urgent!

Red bayberry candy, okay~~