Li Weizheng and Gu Ying went around for a long time and talked about several stores, but they were not very satisfactory. The main reason was that the place was relatively remote and the popularity was insufficient. As the sky was getting late, the two returned to their residence. At this time, Guo Qianqian had already bought things and delivered the goods to the door. The shopkeeper personally brought a few friends to install curtains in each room. Generally, the curtains of wealthy families were covered with gauze curtains, but in the early Ming Dynasty, most families used thick burlap cloths. The same was true for Li Weizheng's new house. The small building that was only installed in the inner house for the time being was about to be installed. In a room on the second floor, Qianqian took Chunhua and Qiuyue to sort out the quilts, pillows and sheets of large bags of bedding, pillows and bed sheets.

She suddenly saw Li Wei and Gu Ying coming, and ran away excitedly like a deer. She fainted in the morning and had completely regained her vitality.

"Brother, have you bought it in the store?"

"Buying a shop is not just about buying rice and vegetables. It's not so fast. You always have to go to a few more stores." Li Weizheng said, looking at the rooms on the second floor where the curtains were already installed. After installing the curtains, it really looked more like a home.

He nodded with satisfaction, then smiled at Qianqian, "We can allocate the room after installing the curtains."

"I have already assigned it. Chunhua and Qiuyue live downstairs, four rooms upstairs, one of us lives in one room, and the extra room will be used to make a study for you. You are the head of the house, so of course you take care of it."

Speaking of this, Qianqian smiled at Gu Ying and said, "Sister Ying, I have bought you a few skirts. Do you want to go up and take a look?"

"Thank you, Qian'er." Gu Ying looked slightly locked, looking a little worried. She said to Li Wei again: "Cousin, I have already thought about it, and I may not necessarily buy a shop on Fu East Street. Tomorrow we will go to another place to check it out and buy a shop worth about a thousand taels of silver."

Just then, a shout came from the gate, "Is Mr. Li here?"

Li Wei was just hearing that it was Guo Guan'er's voice, so he quickly walked out. This guy must have had a new house. When he walked outside the door, he found that there was still someone behind Guo Guan'er, who was Shen Bin whom he met when he was looking at the house at noon.

"Is he willing to sell the 3,000 taels of silver?" Li Wei was really surprised.

Shen Bin walked up to him and bowed respectfully and said, "Mr. Li, I'm here to tell you, I sold the shop just now, one thousand taels of silver."

Li Wei was stunned, "What's going on?"

He looked at Guo Guan'er, and Guo Guan'er shook his head blankly, and he didn't know what was going on.

Shen Bin sighed and said with emotion: "Young Master Li, don't doubt it. I am willing to sell the store to you, and I don't hide it from you. It's a noble person who came forward to help you. He gave my father what he had always wanted."

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The noble man Li Weizheng wanted to know never showed up. He didn't know many people in the capital. The boss of the Jinyiwei did not have such a friendship. With Ye Tianming's prudence, he would not easily agree to anything else. Moreover, he was still angry. Changsheng was not in the capital, and it was impossible. After thinking about it, the prince could only help him. As for why he knew about buying a store so quickly, Li Weizheng was puzzled and could only explain that the prince was paying attention to his whereabouts at all times.

The next morning, Li Weizheng called after Mao and went to the East Palace to thank the prince. Zhu Biao had no time to meet him for a while, so he only asked someone to bring out a message. He did not do this favor, but he told Li Weizheng that the store could accept it with peace of mind.

In this way, Li Wei, who was confused, accepted the Shen family's store, and the store quickly passed through Gu Ying. Since the recipe for making cakes is extremely important, the Gu family has always passed on their sons and not daughters, so they have to wait for Gu Ying's younger brother to arrive before they can officially open.

So the next period of time was to clean up the shop, recruit friends, and make some necessary preparations before opening. That morning, Gu Ji Paocao's plaque was delivered, and several friends carefully installed the plaque under the command of Li Weizheng.

Because the hierarchy in the early Ming Dynasty was strict, some noble colors, such as purple, yellow and crimson red, were not allowed to be used by the public. Therefore, the signs of each shop on Fudong Street were cold plain, mostly black, white, blue, etc. Therefore, each shop had all made all the work in its appearance and location, some were simple and solemn, showing a century-old history, such as Gantaixiang Silk Store. A two-meter-long wooden sign depicts the hardships of the owners in history. Wanjia Lighting Inn made articles with various lanterns, and used lights to form the four words "Wanjia Lighting". At night, the lights were brilliant, which triggered people's imagination to go home.

Most of the signs are newly made and huge in size, making the entire Fudong Street look full of commercial atmosphere. The signature of Gu Ji Pastry Shop is the same as in Suzhou, with square and black characters on white background and four big characters on it: "Gu Ji Pastry" below. Below is a famous shop in Gu Su. The words are famous for a hundred years, and they are very eye-catching when hung on the top of the store.

Gu Ying has been busy these days. She has devoted all her energy to the opening of this new store. She has to do every subtle arrangement. She has set the color of the whole room to be black and white, which looks clean and tidy. The guys dressed in the shop uniform style and colors. After hanging the plaque, Li Wei was sweating profusely. He ran to the back store to wash his face and happened to see Gu Ying making a lantern, looking for something along the corner of the wall in the dim room?

"What are you looking for?" Li Wei was walking over with a smile.

"Rat Hole!"

Gu Ying did not look up. She moved a chair, stuck the lantern in and took a long time to continue, "My cousin didn't know that the biggest hidden danger of the pastry shop is the mouse. If the mouse is rampant, the loss will be huge. If you accidentally sell a piece of cake bitten by a rat, the brand will be smashed. Therefore, our family is particularly concerned about preventing mice. My brother is a master of catching mice. He hits mice with a slingshot and hits every shot. Although his hometown in Suzhou is worn out, there is no mouse."

"But you can't find it like this! There are no cakes now, of course there are no mice. When the cakes smell comes out, all the mice, big and small, like to move to their new homes. I suggest that it's better to keep a cat."

Gu Ying gave him a blank look, "Do you think cats can catch mice with cakes? It seems unnecessary for me to find a mouse hole now, but in fact I can understand the structure of the house and know where mice are easily hidden. In this way, I can wait until the cake shop opens to be targeted. Do you understand?"

Li Weizheng scratched his head and smiled, "It turns out that there is so much knowledge to catch a mouse. If I let them lose their sons and grandchildren, they will cut their little ones... That, that, huh! Why did Qianqian disappear for a long time? Where did she go?"

Gu Ying's face was a little red. She glanced at him angrily and said, "Qianqian is back to make lunch. Are you hungry?"

"What's so troublesome? Just find a shop to eat noodles."

A sentence reminded Gu Ying, which was true. It was almost noon and the guys were still hungry! According to the rules, the shop managers took out a few small treasure bills from the bag and found the newly recruited shopkeeper and said, "Old Hu, take the guys to Wang Hongxing Noodle Shop for lunch! Let's rest for an hour first."

The new shopkeeper is surnamed Hu, fifty years old, local, white and fat. He used to be a shopkeeper in a famous pastry shop. Gu Ying was poached for a high salary. He took the money and said with a smile: "I just want to buy it with a friend, and you don't have to go together. Now Wang Hongxing's noodle shop is at the most crowded time. You have to queue up and find a seat. One hour is not enough."

Gu Ying nodded and smiled, "Then you can do it! You don't need to ask me about these things in the future."

The work in the store has basically been completed. In the afternoon, Gu Ying will receive several shopkeepers of the flour shop and sugar shop. He will rent a house for workshop tomorrow. Finally, when Gu Jun arrives, it will be officially opened.

Li Wei was fine, so he walked to the shop selling pencils next to him. The pencil shop specially divided a small room next to the pastry shop, using the unforgivable emerald green and pink. As the window of the pencil shop, it was particularly pretty and eye-catching next to the black and white ancient pastry shop. The color matching of the two shops complemented each other and attracted people's attention. Qianqian was the shopkeeper of this pencil shop. Qiuyue, one of the two maids, had a sweet voice and a charming appearance. She became the only clerk of the pencil shop. Before the pencil shop opened, she attracted many people to ask.

As soon as Li Wei walked to the pencil shop, he saw a young man in luxurious clothes looking curiously with a pencil. The batch of pencils made by Gu Ying were divided into several types. One was made of ordinary pine wood. The refill core was very thick and the graphite content was about the thickness of the index finger. This one was mainly sold to craftsmen and merchants for work. It was thirty cents a piece, which was strong and durable.

Another type is mid-range, made of camphor wood with aroma, with a thin refill, a small graphite content, a smooth body, and a relatively elegant character. This type of pencil is for mid-range people to remember things normally. It also sells a small notepad, one book a month, with practical tips such as date calendar printed on it. This kind of pencil sells for one hundred quotas, and another fifty quotas are added to the notepad.

The last one is high-end pencil. The key is to be made of precious sandalwood. The pen is engraved with exquisite patterns. The highest-end one is even a hollow carving of red sandalwood, inlaid with pearl jade and jade pen holder, and a special red sandalwood box with velvet inside. The price is between tens of tens of cents and hundreds of cents of cents. It is mainly for use by wealthy families and is also a good gift for gifts.

The boy was holding a top-grade red sandalwood pencil. He was looking at it curiously. Qiu Yue looked around and watched the pencil worth hundreds of people rolling around in the boy's hand, but she didn't dare to say anything. The three big men beside the boy looked really fierce.

"Your pen is called a pencil. Is it made of lead?" the young man asked Qiuyue.

Qiuyue had not yet received training, so she knew how to do this. She whimpered and said, "It seems to be!"

"This pen is not made of lead, it is made of toner you write on weekdays." Li Wei, next to him, was walking towards the pen with a smile, pointing to the end of the pen and said, "If you sharpen it with a knife, you can write by exposing the refill core."

"Okay, I'll try it." The young man took out a knife and slashed at the tip of the pen. Qiu Yue next to him screamed in fright when he saw that he was going to destroy the pencil worth hundreds of pillars. The young man glanced at her, stopped his hand, and smiled like a prank: "Scared you, why have you been looking at me so nervously? Are you afraid that I will run away with it?"

Seeing that he was funny, Li Wei couldn't help laughing. He reached out to grab the usual camphor wood pencil, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and sharpened it in a few strokes.

He handed it to the boy and said, "You can try writing."

The boy stared at the dagger in Li Weizheng's hand. After a while, he suddenly asked, "You are Li Weizheng?"

Li Weizheng was stunned. He had never seen this young man. Although his dagger was given by King Yan, he might have seen this person, but how could he know that he was Li Weizheng? The dagger given by King Yan was in the Longmen Sect, thousands of miles away from here, and it happened a month or two ago. Even the emperor may not know so carefully.

Li Weizheng's heart turned a few times. The only explanation was that the young man knew that he had opened a shop here. He put away the dagger and bowed and said, "It's indeed Li Weizheng. May I ask your surname?"

The boy did not answer. He walked slowly to the store with his hands behind his back, looked at the layout of the shop, and smiled slightly and said, "You are satisfied with this shop!"

Speaking of this, Li Weizheng immediately understood that this shop was the favor of this young man, and the prince asked him to accept it with confidence. Is he also a child of the Zhu family?

Li Wei had already guessed it vaguely, but he didn't dare to recognize each other recklessly. He didn't know what to do for a moment. The young man glanced at him sideways and suddenly laughed: "Looking at me, I forgot to introduce myself."

He bowed to Li Weizheng and smiled sincerely: "In the Xia Zhu Quan, the 16th brother of His Royal Highness, I was very impressed by Li Baihu's feat in Longmen Station. I gave a glimpse of Tang Ku's help in the store. Please forgive me."

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Chapter completed!