Dong Sanchun is really impatient to deal with those brothers, so I won’t talk about some things for now.
The father and daughter ate and drank for a long time. On the way back, they bought wontons for Hanjianglou, hawthorn strips for Dongnuan, and a pack of dried meat, which was said to be venison.
The wontons were carried by Dong Sanchun, and the other items were carried by Dong Nuan.
Seeing more and more things in Dong Nuan's hands, Dong Sanchun couldn't help but feel sour: "Nuan Ya, you are not even so nice to my father."
He didn’t even eat the jerky!
Hearing what he said, Dong Nuan turned her head and said with a half-smile: "My father has only been nice to me recently, but Hanjiang Tower has been nice to me a long time ago."
Although it is not actually early, in comparison, it is still earlier than winter and spring.
The three seasons of winter and spring are good for Dongnuan. At first, it was driven by interests, but then it slowly showed a bit of sincerity.
Hearing what Dong Nuan said, Dong Sanchun was still a little embarrassed. He moved his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Dong Nuan didn't care what he thought. She wanted to keep the winter three springs steady, but she just didn't want trouble to happen behind her. There had to be an elder in the family who would fight for her. The winter three springs were just right.
The two of them returned to the shop in silence all the way. When they returned, there were actually customers in the shop. Dong Nuan was not in a hurry to speak, but stood in front of the counter holding something and looking at the things on it.
Two young men came over. Judging from their clothes and temperament, they looked like scholars.
What they were interested in was not those small gourds, but the pen holder.
He looks more and more like a scholar.
The Dong Nuan pen holders are all well carved, and some are still assembled, but they all use good meanings, such as blue clouds rising, proud snow and cold plums, cold and precious bamboos, etc.
There are bamboos in the back hill of Xiaowan Village, but you cannot cut them casually. If you want to use them, you need to ask the clan leader. The clan leader also needs to discuss with the Liao clan leader and then ask Li Zheng before he can decide whether it can be used.
Can't be cut.
Dongnuan doesn't want to go through so much trouble. If the materials don't need to be particularly fine and they don't use much, just buy some and bring them back.
Therefore, those bamboo materials were bought by Hanjianglou.
The wood on the mountain cannot be cut casually. If it is only a small piece, you can also pick up some scrap wood. However, if the piece is large or the quantity is large, you still need to buy wood.
Fortunately, in the lumber shop in town, the prices for many commonly used lumber are quite reasonable.
The two scholars were watching, and Hanjianglou introduced them to them very calmly. From the workmanship to the verses engraved on it, he explained everything in detail, trying to make the customers feel that their money was well spent.
The small gourd is not packed in a gourd box. If sold alone, the price ranges from tens to hundreds of fen, depending on the wood and the meaning.
As for the pen holder, it's actually pretty much the same.
The more troublesome ones like Qingyun Zhishang are more expensive. After discussion between Hanjianglou and Dongnuan, the price is two hundred cents. Other more simple style pen holders are cheaper and can be bought for fifty or sixty cents.
Come down.
The two of them carefully selected for a long time. Hanjianglou was not impatient at all and explained them one by one.
Scholars actually don’t have much money at hand. It would be better if they were in a county town. If they were in a town...
Unless your family conditions are good, you will really be a poor scholar.
However, those who can enter this kind of store probably have pretty good conditions at home.
So, the two of them looked at it for a long time and each bought a pen holder and a small gourd by the way.
Hanjianglou is very knowledgeable about business and even gave the two of them a beautiful red rope: "The small gourd can be strung together and hung on the bedside or desk. After reading for a long time and you feel tired, just look at it.
Regulate mood."
Hearing what Hanjianglou said, the two scholars were a little surprised. After thanking him, they paid the money and left with their belongings.
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After seeing off the two guests, Hanjiang Tower turned back.
"Hanjianglou, you are so awesome!" If Dong Nuan came to sell it, his attitude would probably be, if you like it, buy it, if you don't like it, just take a look at it, whatever happens.
But Hanjianglou was very suitable to be the shopkeeper, and Dong Nuan couldn't help but praise him.
Hanjianglou was a little embarrassed to be praised, so he took the wontons from Dong Sanchun's hand, waved his hand and said: "No, no, they are sold normally."
In his last life, he spent most of his time on the battlefield. In fact, he was not very good at business.
However, when he first returned to the capital, he still saw a lot and learned some things. In addition, he is not a stupid person, so he can still learn and use it flexibly.
Therefore, it is not difficult for him to just be a shopkeeper.
Dong Sanchun thought sourly on the side, what's so difficult about this?
It's just selling things, he can do it!
On the way back just now, he had been thinking about the question Dong Nuan had mentioned before.
In the past, he really ignored the warmth of winter and his family too much.
Let's talk about guilt, it's out of the question.
His personality is such that if others don't like it, he won't take it seriously.
But now it’s warmed up by winter...
He felt that the little fatherly love and guilt he had had might be lost in winter.
"If I say it's great, it's great. There is dried venison here. It smells pretty good to me. It must be a newly hunted product, but are you hunting before autumn? Will it not make you fat..." Dong Nuan said, while
He handed the dried meat to Hanjianglou, then groped for the hawthorn sticks and ate it himself.
Dong Sanchun looked at the dried venison eagerly, but unfortunately Hanjianglou didn't look at him as Dong Nuan was eating with his head down.
In winter and spring, I was embarrassed to ask for it, so in the end I could only retract my gaze, look at the things in the store, and tell myself that out of sight is out of mind.
Before Hanjianglou ate wontons, he explained to Dong Nuan with a smile: "Sometimes when we encounter them, if we don't fight, it will feel like a loss, or sometimes, hunters are short of money and don't care about the season.
It’s also normal, there is no rule that hunting in autumn is required.”
It's just a seasonal limited activity for the royal family. For ordinary hunters, they can hunt if they can make a profit. As long as it's not particularly excessive, it doesn't matter what season it is.
Dong Nuan naturally understands this truth, so she couldn't help but complain a few words.
Hanjianglou was tall and tall, and he ate quickly. In a short while, a large bowl of wontons went into his stomach. As for the venison, he ate very restrainedly and only ate one piece.
Not because he wanted to leave it to Dong Nuan.
It's because he knows that this stuff has too much fire, and eating too much of it will not make you feel good.
Dong Nuan didn't think too much about it. She bought it simply because she thought this dried meat was the freshest and tasted best.
After dinner, Hanjiang Tower started keeping accounts.
No matter how small a shop is, it must have an account book.
Seeing that Hanjiang Tower was keeping accounts, Dong Sanchun was stunned for a moment. After reacting for a while, he waved his hands in his mind and said, "He really can't do this!"
Because he doesn’t know a few words!
Thinking of this, Dong Sanchun smiled hurriedly and said, "I'll return the bowl."
They took the bowl from the wonton shop and deposited the money over there.
