What Xia Shang said could not be understood in a moment. Faced with a pair of slightly confused eyes, Xia Shang did not explain too much.
At this point in the discussion, it’s time to do some practical work.
Xia Shang asked the girls in Yiju to quickly pawn those treasures into money, and then ordered Miya to close the business for the next few days. Everyone would go all out to decorate the building. They also needed to find some servants to do some chores.
We'll have to wait and see when it opens.
After completing his instructions, Xia Shang left Yiju and went to Shangshangju again.
When Xia Shang arrived at Shangshangju, he found that the guests of Shangshangju had dispersed, leaving only a mess for the servants of Shangshangju to clean up. Occasionally, there were a few guests walking in the corridor with their arms around the girl, and they also looked cold.
Deserted.
At this time, I saw the old bustard coming towards Xia Shang with a face full of joy, waving a small fan in his hand like a blooming flower, and calling out delicately: "Master, you are here. Come quickly and invite me inside."
The madam was full of enthusiasm and took Xia Shang into an elegant residence, served tea and snacks, and smiled from ear to ear.
"How is the situation today?" Xia Shang asked after taking a sip of water.
"It's good!" the madam smiled, full of joy, "The girl I first met is really impressive. I have been in Suzhou for so many years, and I have never seen any girl who can compare with Chu Jian."
"According to the contract requirements, the money should be divided. Calculate, how much should you give me?"
Xia Shang was more direct, and the madam twitched her lips, saying in her heart that the master and the servant were really on the same page, and they were both people who fell into the eyes of money.
As for how to divide the money today, the Madam has already figured it out, but...
The madam frowned and said calmly: "According to the requirements of that contract, the young master should receive one hundred and seventy-three thousand four hundred silver."
"Yes, it's beyond my expectation." Xia Shang replied calmly, holding out his hand, "Fold it into a silver note and give it to me."
"This..." the old bustard looked embarrassed, "this money is not in Laosheng's hands, it is in the hands of the owner. But now the owner is not in Suzhou, no one dares to use the money privately."
Xia Shangyi frowned: "When will your boss come back?"
"It seems that I have gone home for a reunion. I will definitely come back at the beginning of the new year. How about you wait a little longer?"
Xia Shang was still short of money, but he was not in a hurry. After thinking about it, he didn't say much and asked where Chu Jian was.
The old bustard told Xia Shang that Chu Jian was receiving guests upstairs.
Xia Shang felt a little strange when he heard the word "picking up customers". Perhaps this was a reflection that Xia Shang was not suitable for the brothel business.
Xia Shang paused and then asked: "What is the identity of the young master whom I met for the first time?"
The old bustard smiled and said: "The person I met for the first time was not a young master, but the famous Mr. Dongyue. Mr. Dongyue became the guest of the first meeting. This will definitely be a good story in Suzhou from now on. The Qing Dynasty will treat Ni for the first time."
For my son’s sake, this life is not in vain.”
"Mr. Dongyue? How could it be him?" Xia Shang was also surprised, but he was relieved. An old man wouldn't touch a little girl, right?
"Young Master is drinking tea here now. When the girl receives Mr. Dongyue for the first time, I will ask her to come and meet the Young Master."
…
At this time, in the attic where Chu met, all the carefully prepared decorations seemed redundant, because it was thought that an old man over seventy years old sitting opposite was really unattractive.
Mr. Dongyue had been here for a long time, and he praised the first meeting and said many nice words.
Of course, this is not deliberate flattery or flattery.
Based on the age and status we first met, Mr. Dongyue is not qualified enough to take the initiative to please him.
Mr. Dongyue was genuinely amazed by the talent shown at the first meeting, so much so that he was so emotional that it was difficult to control.
To be able to do this to Mr. Dongyue is a lifetime honor for anyone.
But the more Mr. Dongyue behaved like this, the more ashamed she felt when they first met him. She didn't even dare to speak. She lowered her head, blushed, and said nothing.
Mr. Dongyue was talking non-stop on the side, but the first person he met was silent on the side.
This situation lasted for a long time. When Mr. Dongyue calmed down a little, he realized the strangeness at this moment. He couldn't help but frown slightly and asked:
"Girl, why didn't you say anything when you first met me? Are you bored with me?"
When I heard it for the first time, I shook my head in fear: "No, no, how dare students?"
"Then why don't you say a word?"
Chu Jian was silent for a long time, with his head lowered. Then he sighed and bowed deeply to Mr. Dongyue: "Sir, you love by mistake, and students feel guilty."
"Wrong love? Why do you say this?"
"Then "A Dream of Red Mansions" and "Blue and White Porcelain" were not written by a little girl. The real author is someone else?"
"What?!" After hearing this, Mr. Dongyue stood up in shock with a serious expression, "It's the first time I've met a girl. This matter cannot be false at all!"
Chu Jian nodded and said with a blushing face: "The little girl's actions were guided by experts. Mr. Cao in "A Dream of Red Mansions" was not a little girl, and "Blue and White Porcelain" was not written by a little girl.
It’s just that the master had repeatedly warned the young lady not to reveal the true author, and that the young lady had to pretend to be the real author, so that the young lady borrowed this amazing work.”
"The real author doesn't want to reveal his identity? Is there such a strange thing?" Mr. Dongyue was so surprised that his beard stood up. "Then who is the real author? What kind of genius is he?"
She shook her head in embarrassment at first sight: "I'm sorry, the little lady promised the master not to reveal anything. It was the little lady who deceived the world and deceived the gentleman. Sir, you should take back that plaque. The little lady deserves it."
Mr. Dongyue looked at Chu Jian with a pair of old eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.
After a long time, he sighed, sat down again, and said quietly: "The fact that the girl can speak frankly at this moment shows that the girl has good conduct. Even though "A Dream of Red Mansions" was not written by the girl, she can say such words in front of everyone today.
, I admire you very much, so you deserve this plaque."
"Thank you to the old man for falling in love with me by mistake."
Having said this, Mr. Dongyue lost interest and stopped talking to Chu Jian. He stood up to say goodbye and left Shangshangju in a hurry.
Mr. Dongyue left, and Xia Shang arrived just in time. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the golden plaque placed in Chu Jian's room. He couldn't help but smile: "Who said women are inferior to men!"
"Old man Dongyue still has such a high level of ideological consciousness, but I underestimated him."
Xia Shang was talking to himself in front of the door. When he saw his young master for the first time, he was immediately happy and rushed over and hugged Xia Shang's arm.
Xia Shang was flattered by such an intimate gesture, and couldn't help but squeeze the other person's little hand. The touch was as good as Miya's.
But today, she was dressed up for the first time, with a beautiful posture and just the right amount of makeup and foundation. Compared with her ordinary elegance, she seemed like a completely different person.
Standing close to me, the fragrant powder smell mixed with her unique femininity was so wonderful that I really wanted to kiss her. (To be continued)