However, Yan Qingyao introduced these shops to Chen Qianhu at more than three miles away, except for the wrong style, the tour guide was basically good.

"Hey, this jewelry shop and the pharmacy shop in Qianjie are both old stores in Guangcheng. In fact, it is a family. The shopkeeper of the jewelry shop used to hook up the wife of the shopkeeper and gave birth to a baby. He is the shopkeeper of the jewelry shop now." Yan Qingyao did not introduce what the shop sells at all, and the family was full of family affairs. "The two shopkeepers are actually brothers!"

"It's just that the surname is different!"

In a very short time, Chen Mu had a full and clear understanding of the internal conflicts between merchants and neighbors and external conflicts that opened shops on these two streets.

Of course, there is also a comprehensive analysis of the five brothel singers outside the west gate of Guangcheng from the perspectives of origin, appearance, skills, technology, and price.

After walking out of the tailor shop, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief just after he decided on a round-neck blue brocade embroidered robe and a black hat. He paid a deposit to come to pick it up for more than a month.

Before Jiajing 16 years ago, there was no restriction on the color of the clothes worn by officials, soldiers and civilians in their daily clothes, but the three colors of black and yellow and purple were prohibited. However, Emperor Jiajing was a very opinionated person and had many prohibitions on the color of the clothes.

What affected Chen Mu was that the fifth-rank military officer could only wear green and beautiful regular clothes when he did not wear official uniforms.

Of course, the court's ritual system has been repeatedly banned, and not many people in the people are concerned about this matter, but Chen Mu believes that the system that should be followed must be followed, not to mention... the clothes he ordered look very good.

The clothing store is in excellent location and you can smell the smell of the sea in the air.

Just look south and you can cross the rice fields at the end of the road to see the Beijiang River. The river surface, which is more than two miles wide, is separated by Chen Mu's vision that he wanted to see over - the other side of the river is Xiangshan, and Haojing is there.

The little girl walked forward a few steps, but Chen Mu didn't keep up. She turned around and saw that he was stunned towards the river. Her bright black eyes rolled in her eyes and shook to Chen Mu and pretended to pinch her fingers.

"Chen Sailu, I pinch my fingers...Ouch!"

Chen Mu raised his hand, withdrew his gaze, "Speak well."

The little girl held the back of her head with both hands, and was very well-behaved: "Mr. Jun. I have calculated my fingers. Your luck should be a powerful overseas. It will definitely take less than a few days to lead troops to kill Japanese pirates and fight against Red Hair Fan!"

"Hey!" Chen Mu sneered, "You can still tell fortunes at a young age?"

Not to mention, when he was born in this era, who would not want to fight with the Northern Barbarians and defeat the Jurchens and seize the tail of the Age of Discovery. The little girl said that Chen Mu was at the heart of the heart.

"I'm not sure what I think."

When he said he was fat, Yan Qingyao immediately panted, waving his white lotus root-like arms. He seemed to be indifferent, but it was actually extremely useful. "That's because Mr. Jun's parents gave birth to good birth, and his name was even more amazing. You don't need to report your birth date. If you have the five elements, you will definitely lack water and wood. If you should take a boat to sea, it's appropriate!"

"You are indifferent to your five elements!"

Chen Mu laughed out loud, turned around as he walked, and said in confusion: "I said the pretty little girl is pretty handsome, who did you learn this nonsense?"

"Who else can you go with, the guest of the wine shop!"

Yan Qingyao's eyes widened, his face was accustomed to it, "Mr. Guests who eat wine and neighbors are talking like this, and the guests like to listen to me because of their thrills."

"You're good. Others like you and think you're noisy. Others think I'm not petite, but you say I'm beautiful!"

At first, Chen Mu thought it was quite fun to sniff her mouth, but she didn't know that her tone became low in the blink of an eye. "Mr. Jun will definitely have a good career in the future. Even the magistrate who opens his eyes and tells lies can't compare to the magistrate!"

Chen Junye was both angry and funny, "What does it mean to be a magistrate? The magistrate is only a seventh rank, and a thousand households are a fifth rank! Besides, what does it have to do with being tall and not being a peach-like person?"

"Why is it okay!"

"At the age of eight, my mother was abducted in Yangzhou and sold to her mother who raised a thin horse. According to the first-class raising method, she never tires of eating fine meat and fine food. She learns everything from poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She plays double land dominoes, dances, swords and fists, and can do everything. She wants to sell it to the lord of a high-ranking official and earns a thousand taels of silver for her mother!"

"I have been studying for three years and have grown taller. No matter how hard I pressed, I was still half a taller head than others. I became a second-class raising method. I taught arithmetic and accounting, and learned to observe my words and expressions. I said that I would sell it to merchants in the future and could not become a young wife. I could also help me and earn a hundred taels of money for my mother."

"Two years later, my feet are getting bigger. No matter how I wrap it, it still has long, and my crescent shoes have to be bigger, alas!" Speaking of this, the little girl sighed, as if she had missed a thin horse, and said, "I have done the third-class breeding method, learn from the girl's red, make tailoring, fried steamed crisps, cooked stoves, set fruits, and served tea and water."

"Mom said it would be difficult to sell. At most, it would be sold to ordinary families for more than ten taels, and be a woman to lose money." Yan Qingyao spread his hands in a silly manner. "Later, Uncle Yan bought me back and opened a wine shop in Guangcheng. All the learnings were useless. It was not available at all. Even if you keep a account, Uncle Yan would remember it yourself. Jun Ye, you should judge it. If I hadn't been beautiful, how could I lose money like this!"

Chen Mu's face was quite complicated. The little girl was sold to a thin horse business by human traffickers at a young age. She was sentenced to six years of punishment before she was bought.

If Yan Qingyao hadn't looked like he was sold and he was counting money for human traffickers, this would have been a very sad story.

"But when you say that, I think you made a profit!"

He wanted to hold it in, but he couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

Chen Mu clapped his hands and said, "You have been eating and living in the hands of human traffickers for six years, so I won't say it. Look at the things you have learned, how many crafts you have learned, the traffickers have not made money, but you have made a profit, more than a dozen taels are enough for food. This ability to eat meat and vegetables is not a bad idea, and the ability that both the elite and the masses can help you learn cleanly. Your money is not enough to find a teacher!"

Nowadays, people have become a craft. The people who raise thin horses in Yangzhou are dying, but Chen Mu has to accept their clever vision of sorting and training.

"There is no teacher from the slave family. If you can't sell it for a good price, you will learn nothing."

Yan Qingyao sighed a big sigh, "Mom said at that time that if there were no salt merchants in Yangzhou, I would not have to worry about marrying like this. Now it would be difficult to marry into a good family!"

"I'm just a little bit too much, why are you worried about marrying? Okay, go back to find you Uncle Yan." As he said that, he walked back to the restaurant. Chen Mu clapped his hands, took out a piece of silver or two and threw it to the restaurant that followed, and said to Yan Qingyao: "This is a reward for the girl's guide. See you back."

As Chen Mu led the flag army away, Yan Qingyao's crisp screams came from behind.

"Hey, Jun Ye will give you money! You'll say it earlier. I'll sing a song for you and say it's okay to just say Duan Shu! Jun Ye will walk slowly!"

Chen Mu laughed silently and didn't look back, just waved back.
Chapter completed!