For the sake of these two pounds of money, she didn't care about it.
Silver in ancient times is not as cheap as shown in modern TV dramas. No one would just come out with hundreds or even thousands of silver. If nothing else, ten taels of silver is the weight of a pound. In those stupid TV dramas, they usually carry it with them.
Carrying a few hundred taels of silver, which weighs dozens of kilograms, and carrying it in my arms, not to mention a bulging belly, can the belt still hold it in place?
It is impossible for ordinary people to spend money on things like money when they go out to eat. They just spend it in copper coins.
Even at an inn like hers, most guests pay in copper coins. A thousand copper coins are threaded on a string, commonly known as a sling of money, or a string of money, which is equal to one tael of silver.
In this world, a well-off family can use five taels of silver for a year.
The dandy is really rich, and he always carries money with him.
After finishing all the work, there were only some leftover flowers left in the flower basket. She turned around and said, "Mr. Lan, everything has been changed. May I ask if you have any other instructions?"
The dandy looked surprised, "You actually know my young master's name?"
The ghost wants to know your name!
After thinking about it, she smiled and shook her head, "You only registered your surname."
The dandy came over with a lewd smile, "My name is Lan Ting, Thunder's Ting, do you remember it?"
She nodded meekly and said, "Remember, Mr. Lan Ting."
I added in my mind: I wasted such a good name in vain.
"I'm going to leave first, so as not to delay the young master's business." She called to the waiter and Yanliu Fenghe to grab their things and leave.
Lan Ting smiled at the door, "I have nothing serious to do, let's talk?"
Let’s talk about your sister. I have a lot of things to do.
With an embarrassed expression on his face, he said, "Mr. Lan, the store is short of manpower. I'll come and take your orders when I'm done."
Mr. Lan smiled so hard that his mouth was about to burst from his ears, "Okay, okay, I'll wait for you to finish."
Then just wait!
She walked out with a smile, turned around and went back to the room to catch up on her sleep.
He didn't wake up until it was almost time for dinner. When he asked Yanliu Fenghe, he said that Jiang Shang and Yu Han had come back, so he wrapped the flowers soaked in the vase in a cloth and brought them to them.
The dandy Mr. Lan booked the upper room, Jiang Shang and Yu Han booked an ordinary guest room, just downstairs from Mr. Lan. She walked over and just raised her hand to knock on the door, when the door opened.
Jiang Shang appeared at the door and explained with a smile, "I saw you coming from the window."
Jiang Shang's temperament is very elegant and handsome, which is in line with the graceful aesthetics. To be honest, if it weren't for the need to be reserved in ancient times, she would have jumped on her in modern times.
Ahhhhhhh, I can't help but drool when I see his smile. This is such a stunning figure who would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go!!!!!!
Subconsciously wiping the corners of his mouth, he showed a shy smile and said, "Mr. Jiang, didn't I agree to change flowers for you this morning? I saw you go out, so I brought them to you now."
The bouquet was carefully selected. Although it was strange for a woman to give flowers to a man, I thought that a man who is pleasing to the eye is better than the dude upstairs, so I was still looking forward to it.
I arranged the bouquet very carefully, changed the water, added sugar, and carefully wiped away the water dripping from the flowers.
She had never learned how to arrange flowers, but based on her feelings and past impressions, she selected some with suitable color combinations. She felt very satisfied with them, and the guests didn't care anyway, so she could just entertain herself.
"It's very nice, thank you." Jiang Shang's smile is very friendly. If he went to modern times, he would definitely be an idol-level star. Such a good and popular star star would be blinded in vain.
He subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth again and said, "You guys are staying in my store, so I naturally hope to feel at home."
Jiang Shang raised his head and glanced at the ceiling, "He didn't give you any trouble today, did he?"
"No," she said in a good mood when she mentioned the dude, "he gave me another ingot of silver and said he would buy all the flowers in my basket and asked me to put them all in his room."
"Then you decided?" After hearing the story of the dandy, they both smiled.
"Come on, this kind of person is stupid and has a lot of money. Of course I will come quickly." Manmei was in a good mood and pointed upstairs, "This kind of good thing like money falling from the sky is rare if you encounter it once, so you can't miss it.
"
Seeing her smiling face, Yu Han came over and said with a frown, "Are you short of money?"
"It's better to be sick than to have money." Manmiao said confidently, "I don't have a grudge against money. If I can make money, why don't I make it?"
He looked at the ceiling and said, "He is a prodigal anyway. Money always has to be spent. Who makes money? Why can't I make money from him?"
Hearing Manmei's various descriptions of people upstairs, Yu Han almost burst out laughing. He couldn't hold back his smile, and he lay on the table shaking with laughter.
"If he makes things difficult for you, just call us and we will definitely help you." Jiang Shang glanced at Yu Han, turned to Manmei and said kindly, "You'd better have less contact with this person."
Nodding gracefully, she waved her hand to Jiang Shang, "I know, he is just a guy, I won't care about him if nothing happens."
"Is he coming back?" Jiang Shang asked with a frown.
The way he frowned and thought was so beautiful, and all Miaomiao wanted to do was hold her heart in her hands and shout, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, this is how it feels to chase stars! No wonder so many nymphomaniacs chase stars to the death!
I was feeling excited, so I didn't think too much and blurted out, "The word "hui" for "go home" comes from all directions."
This time, Yu Han couldn't help but lie on the table without standing up. Even Jiang Shang, who always had a gentle temperament, couldn't help but turn around with a smile.
And they are upstairs.
Mr. Lan, who was being talked about casually by the three of them, was holding something like a bell in his hand. The bell was connected with a string in the middle. Another bell was held by his servant and placed on the floor. Listening to the conversation downstairs, his forehead
The veins kept popping up.
"Return? There are two in all directions?" Thinking of her explanation of "two" when she was drying clothes in the courtyard yesterday, Mr. Lan just squeezed the pure copper bell in his hand and made it creak.
The servants are all skilled in martial arts. Now they only hate that they are so skilled in martial arts that they actually heard every word. When they heard this, they just gritted their teeth and kept expressionless and serious faces.
, for fear that if he reveals any clues, his angry master will expose him.
Lan Ting threw the bell angrily, and the servant on the ground picked it up like a monkey fishing for the moon, and put the bell away. He watched Lan Ting angrily wander around the room like a headless fly.
"Master, please bear with me for two more days. When we finish our business, we will deal with those rude people." The servant next to him advised him. When talking about dealing with it, he gestured with his sword with his hand.
Score it on the neck.
"How to deal with it?" Lan Ting stopped, looked at him a few times, and sneered, "You have been with me for so long, and I didn't know that your martial arts skills are so strong that you can easily deal with Jiang Shang and Yu Han?
"
The man looked at him with a sneer, and his heart went crazy. He stepped aside and stood still, not daring to say anything more.
"Big things are important now, no one is allowed to act rashly. If you ruin my big things, you know the rules." Lan Ting said coldly, standing in the room and looking around, his aura was radiating out without concealment, just like the one he usually created.
The image of the playboy is completely different between the two, and the imposing manner of the one in the upper position is clear at a glance.
The servants did not dare to disobey and kept saying yes.
