Chapter 92: Try it with a punch

Yanei was forced to do so and replied quickly and vaguely: "Okay, okay, go and ask my brother-in-law about this rose, and I can't explain it clearly."

Shi Chuan turned to the shopkeeper again, still with a plain and cold expression: "When we first met, you directly called out my last name - have we met before?"

The shopkeeper laughed: "Dalang has a unique shape and lives not far from Tofu Lane. Even if I have never met Dalang, I have heard people say that this is not, you don't have many people, there are only a few. Now you are accompanied by the yamen and look so majestic. Isn't it that Shi Dalang who killed the winged tiger?... Hey, the head of the winged tiger hung on the top of the city for a month. Who doesn't know that Shi Dalang killed the winged tiger with one punch?"

Shi Yanei smiled and interrupted: "It doesn't matter if the winged tiger is used, but do you still remember the blacksmith? His identity as a blacksmith has been found out. He has heard of the famous 'Pi Li Fire' in Caoqiao Town. It is said that the guy is a well-known Haizhou and has great power. Rumor has he become angry and capable of winning the cows and knocking a running strong cow to the ground at will... Such a person can't eat Dalang's punch. Haha, after the Jinmao found out that it was you, he naturally hid as far as he could."

The shopkeeper interrupted and said, "When it comes to Jinmaohu, alas, those scoundrels are harassing the streets all day long. We open the business and are often afraid of scaring customers, so we would rather settle things... If Dalang nods today, the shop will send twenty servings of fragrant powder to the house every month in the future, what about?"

Shi Yanei glared: "You old man, you are taking a shortcut. How much does it cost to send a golden rat every month? You want to give Shi Dalang twenty portions of fragrant powder?"

Shi Chuan waved his hand: "Forget it, you can take advantage of it for nothing, why bother to be too picky? Besides, if you send me the same price as dealing with the Jinmao Rat, why should the shopkeeper change people? It's not enough to make trouble."

The shopkeeper quickly confessed: "That's the reason! The fragrance powder in the shop is made of high-quality materials and is carefully made. My Hu family fragrance powder shop..."

Shi Chuan interrupted the other party: "The first store on the street is good, with a strong location and a strong city entrance. Can you sell thousands of copies every month? Your fragrant powder is not cheap."

Just now, when the shopkeeper was talking, the customers in the store lowered their voices and talked to the client. When Shi Chuan heard that, he finally agreed to accept the shopkeeper's kindness. Several customers in the same store were obviously relieved. One customer took the opportunity to come forward and joked: "That's right, Storekeeper Hu, the cheapest fragrant powder in your store costs 300 yuan, and the expensive ones are sold all the time. I heard that there are some fine products that are not taken out by the top customers. Selling thousands of fragrant powder every month, this kind of profit..."

Manager Hu smiled bitterly and said, "It's thanks to the care of the villagers. Is it easy to open such a big shop, rent, the guy's wages, and the purchase of spices..."

As she was talking, Huan Niang came back jumping back, she pulled the sleeves she wore and said, "Brother, the guy said that the things can be wrapped up directly and sent to our house so that we don't have to carry them in our hands, and we can continue shopping... Well, the shopkeeper's is indeed very cheap, and it didn't cost a little money. It's too early to be so beautiful. Brother, let's go and have a look at the buns again?"

Shi Yanei laughed: "What's so good about buns? The biggest bun in Haizhou City - Jinmaoshi, has been scared by your brother and fled with his head. You can't see them anymore. Huan Niang, be good, your brother has something to do today, and I'm anxious to go back. Why don't we go see the buns tomorrow?"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and interrupted to explain the customer's revelation just now: "Dalang, there are also high-quality fine powder in our store. Do you want to take a look?"

Shi Chuan shook his head: "The common people have to support their families in daily life, so where do they use such expensive powder?...Please prepare a few boxes for me - 18 wooden boxes. The boxes must be exquisitely crafted and painted well. I will pick them up again - the box will contain your fine powder. How much should it cost? I don't need you."

The shopkeeper nodded: "Dalang takes care of my business, I won't make money from you, so the box needs to be customized separately. I will give you 20% off for the top fine powder."

Shi Chuan raised his head and smiled: "A 20% off? I haven't made any money yet, who are you cheating? Forget it, you open the door to do business, I won't care about you."

Manager Hu was very enthusiastic and sent Shi Chuan out of the store. When the shop opposite the door saw Yanei and his group reappearing, he stood in the street and greeted Shi Yanei desperately. Yanei's heart was no longer on this, but just urged Shi Chuan: "After Dalang goes back, I will remember to ask Miss Suzhen for me."

Shi Chuan turned around and looked at the store she had just come out: "This shopkeeper is a good person... It's rare to come out. Let's go to a few more stores, choose holiday goods, let Huan Niang play for a while, and then go back immediately."

He walked along the street several more shops, Shi Chuan bought some mugwort, brocade, lotus leaves for rice dumplings... Originally, he wanted to continue to move on, but in the end he couldn't stop talking, and was pulled by Shi Yanei on the way home. Along the way, Shi Yanei still nagged: "It's too late, will Miss Suzhen have lunch at your house?...If she had lunch, would she be hungry now? Should I ask Lion Building to send a banquet to your house?"

This proposal made Shichin a little moved. I heard that in the enjoyable era of the Song Dynasty, restaurants delivered food to others, and even the plates were in sterling silver. The restaurants only sent them to others and sent their friends to retrieve them the next day. During this period, the restaurants were not afraid of people knocking off a piece of the plate, or filing them around the edge of the plate with a file. This shows that the quality of the people in the Song Dynasty was very high, at least higher than that of modern times.

To be honest, Shi Chuan really wanted to find an opportunity to try it with a file - it was not because he was too short of money. He was not short of money now, and he still had a bunch of valuable items from the Peach Blossom View, which was just difficult to cash out for a while. And he also had a lot of pocket money in his hand. Now the small production company at home has inputs at all times. Seeing that those girls also had a fixed income, life was enough.

But he was ready to go, just to see what would happen if he had filed the silver plate of a restaurant in the Song Dynasty?

Unfortunately, even though I really think about it, Shi Chuan may not have the courage to try the waters when he is in front of him. This is a society of personal affection and a society of credit. Perhaps anyone who dares to do this will not do business with him. In the future, someone behind his back will always point fingers. Although he is thick-skinned enough, how can those girls get married in the future?

When the moral standards of the entire society are very high, people with low moral standards cannot survive, and vice versa.

Shi Meng's mouth was so open, and it took five seconds, "Go to a restaurant to order food... I actually like what you said the most, my confidant! Well, what restaurant dishes are famous? Yanei just asks you, don't care about my opinion, I'm just eating now."

Before Shi Yanei answered, a person next to him answered for Shi Yanei. His voice was full of sarcasm: "Oh, it turns out that he is a foodie. Quan Haizhou City is afraid of becoming such a person, and he is just thinking about eating. If they know that this guy is only thinking about eating, don't you know if he regrets it?"

The voice of his speech was lazy, his voice was insufficient, his exhaustion sounded very short, and he looked weak and weak, but this voice actually continued to provoke: "Everyone said you die with one punch, and the rogues in the city were avoiding you, but I don't believe it, you try punching me?"

ps: It's almost July 7th, and when I see the noise everywhere, I ask in a dark heart, on this day are you planning to celebrate the traditional "Qijia Festival" of the Han people to pray for your creativity and innovation ability, or to celebrate the "Kidnapping and Trafficking Women's Celebration Day" of the Manchu Tartars?
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