On the street, bursts of exclamation suddenly came.
The brightly colored clothes hanging in the front row suddenly changed after being soaked in water.
The original pattern was clearly a pair of flowers like a flying crane. Now when the flying crane spreads its wings, the green tree trunk under its feet disappeared, and a line of words was faintly revealed.
Everyone came closer to take a look, and the literate people chanted loudly: "The royal treasure in the world is only born for you."
On the blue color on Feihe's body are the three characters "Yupin Pavilion".
Why is there the Yupinge logo on the fabrics and clothing of Xuanyage? What is going on?
There is a question in everyone's mind.
Xia Qianqian stood up at this time, calmly patted the pastry crumbs in her hand, looked at Ji Zimo across the table, and said loudly: "Tomorrow, remember to bring both the IOU and the banknote with you by the Fu'an River."
She doesn't explain or tell what to do next.
He stood up, looked at the dumbfounded Hu Tang at the table, and reminded: "Remember to give your share of the banknote to Shopkeeper Hai."
Before leaving, pat Hu Tang on the shoulder.
This person is quite nice, but he is too young. "Remember your promise and never resent me."
The people at Xuan Ya Ge stole her work, and she didn’t think about how to pursue it.
But they were aggressive, so she took action without mercy.
Of course, if you don't take action at this time, those who bought the fabric will find flaws when they go home and wash their clothes.
In this painting, she deliberately added some hidden lines. When the painting touches the water, it shows the icon of Yupin Pavilion.
The only fault is that the painter of Xuanyage did not make any changes and only copied.
Xia Qianqian walked out of the door of the private room, and everyone had not yet recovered from the shock.
By chance, the boy who went to Yupin Pavilion to pick up some patterns came back.
Ji Zimo did not shy away from Hu Tang and directly spread the scroll on the table.
At this time, everyone in the circle was dumbfounded again.
The pattern on this scroll is exactly the same as the pattern on the Xianyage cloth. No, upon closer inspection, they are different.
Its painting work is more refined, its lines are softer, and it strives for excellence.
Shopkeeper Hai rubbed his presbyopic eyes in disbelief, pointed at the picture, and stammered: "This painting...was painted by Miss Xia?"
Shopkeeper Hai's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
It's the drawing the girl gave him.
No way!
How is this possible!
She is just a girl who doesn't know a few words, how could she draw such skillful paintings?
"How could it be..." Shopkeeper Hai murmured.
"You didn't read the sample she gave you!" Ji Zimo shouted coldly and scolded.
"Master, I... I have been busy painting new patterns recently, I..."
"Are the patterns you drew so good?" He couldn't tolerate his excuses and asked directly.
"No, but I..."
"Don't quibble!"
Ji Zimo's face darkened and he said in a deep voice: "Shopkeeper Hai, are you doing things more and more unruly now?"
"Pfft!" Shopkeeper Hai knelt down on the ground and kowtowed: "Sir, it was my subordinate who neglected his duty and it is his fault."
"The paintings she gave you are here, why is there another one wandering outside?"
Shopkeeper Hai was too frightened to raise his head, and thought hard, "It's a small stone."
"Miss Xia came here once before and gave the sample to Xiao Shitou, but he didn't give it to me. This time she gave it to me directly, and I..."
But he didn't take it seriously at all and threw it directly into the drawer without even looking at it.
At this time, the regret in his heart was like the water of Fu'an River, gushing out endlessly.
If he had just glanced at it, just one glance, what would happen to Xuanyage today?
It's a pity that he didn't look at it. After staying up many nights, he still allowed Xuan Yage to gain the upper hand and let the young master suffer ridicule, but he would not be reduced to kneeling down, kowtowing and confessing.
It's a pity that things have come to this, and there is no regret medicine in this world.
As soon as Hu Tang heard the conversation between the two, he rushed out the door, grabbed the collar of Painter Li who fled in a panic, and asked: "Did you paint that painting?"
Painter Li's face turned pale with fright. At this point, he had to admit, "My subordinates picked it up. It was on the street, yes, in the corner not far from Yupin Pavilion."
"Sir, all of this might be Yupinge's plan. They designed it to fool my subordinates. I'm really innocent!"
It turns out that the painting was painted by that girl.
Hu Tang threw Painter Li to the ground, turned around and chased him out of the gate.
At this time, Ji Zimo's heart seemed to be pulled hard, and he threw away the scroll in his hand, "Shopkeeper Hai, you will handle the rest."
He walked out quickly and came to the front desk in front of the lobby, "Where is she?"
Shopkeeper Qiao whispered, "No one was seen, so Miss Xia secretly put down the manuscript and left."
Ji Zimo chased her outside, and she was nowhere to be seen in the noisy market.
"Xiao Yong, drive the carriage to the west gate. No, let's go to the east market first."
Xia Qianqian carried a basket on her back and plunged into the market, buying here and there, never idle for a moment.
Magpies are chirping, good things are coming.
She never thought that she would encounter such a good thing today, and she would suddenly be on the road to a well-off life before liberation.
With joy in her heart, she completely released her long-suppressed desire to buy.
Some things were put into the backpack, and some heavier things were secretly stuffed into the Ruyi bracelet.
When we left the market, the sun was already overhead.
Oops, if it's a little later, I won't be able to go back in time to cook.
After leaving the market, she hurried towards the west gate.
Pedestrians on the street were bustling with people. When they reached a street corner, they inadvertently turned around and saw two men behind them, following them furtively.
Seeing her turn around, the two people quickly turned away and lowered their heads, pretending to buy something at a stall.
But what the stall sells is all women's rouge and gouache.
Xia Qianqian's heart sank, she weighed the backpack on her back and walked straight forward.
When the two people saw this, they ran over quickly.
Xia Qianqian walked faster and faster, and when she came to an alley, she ducked and ran into it.
The two men chased them to the alley and walked inside for a while, but found no one.
Looking left and right, one of them shouted: "It's broken, I've lost you. How can I explain to Shopkeeper Wang when I get back?"
"I'll help you find a way."
From a corner of the alley, Xia Qianqian walked out slowly and said coldly: "Go back and tell him that I like to beat up drowned dogs best."
The two men looked at the thin girl in front of them, with a trace of cruelty flashing in their eyes. They looked at each other and rushed towards her.
Xia Qianqian dodged, her sleeves flashed, and the anti-wolf electric baton emitted sparks and stabbed the opponent as fast as lightning.
The two of them had never seen the weapon in her hand, so they were unprepared.
My body suddenly felt numb and my mind went blank. When I fell to the ground, there was only a blurry figure in front of me.
"You're such a good person, and you're here to be a thug."
Xia Qianqian stepped forward and kicked each of them. Not understanding her hatred, she kicked them again and warned: "Next time, I will remove your arms and legs."
When she turned around, she saw a person standing at the entrance of the alley, looking at her in surprise.
