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Lv Zhu was very excited, and today he deliberately changed into the outfit of a young man in green clothes, dressed up as a boy with a white face, poked his head out to look at the dark crowd outside, and said with a smile:

"Aunt Hua, if you answer a few more lantern riddles later, the master will compensate you for the loss."

"You don't need to say it. It's just that there are so many people now, we'd better wait before going there. Anyway, guessing lantern riddles won't start until evening."

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"Hey! This kid actually made such a big show?" A middle-aged man in a golden mandarin jacket shook his folding fan lightly, his eagle-like eyes were bulging, and he sighed at the crowd at the gate of Yifeng Tower. road.

In front of the middle-aged man, a servant dressed in coarse linen stood upright. His appearance was unremarkable, but he was standing in a position where the pedestrians on both sides and in front couldn't get close to the middle-aged man. block of land.

The servant frowned and looked around, and said in a low voice: "Master, there are many people here, let's go in."

"No hurry, Ah Kuan, look at the various clothes and cloths in front of the door, and what is written on the banner on the head? Go and see what's going on."

Below the steps in front of Yifeng Building, an open space was surrounded by a wooden fence, filled with tables, chairs and shelves, dozens of carts of cloth and clothes were piled there, and seven or eight servants were too busy.Looking at the pedestrians who exited from the inner floor, most of them held clothes and cloth in their hands and smiled happily.

Ah Kuan opened the way for the middle-aged man in front, and quickly squeezed out a passage.

As soon as the middle-aged man arrived at the shelf, he was attracted by the huge banner above his head. He closed his folding fan and murmured:

"Limited time promotion, only one day, first come first served, while stocks last."

The middle-aged man was thoughtful, looked at the pedestrians scrambling wildly around him, pointed to the slogan on his head, and asked the salesman:

"Shop? How do you sell this cloth?"

Yan Ji replied carelessly while busy collecting money:

"To celebrate the opening of the Li Family Poetry Club, the Li Family Cloth Shop is throwing up blood. The price of the whole car is 50%, and the price is 100% off when you buy a piece of clothing and a piece of silk. One-time consumption of [-] taels and [-] taels is cash, and [-] taels and [-]% Two cash silver, first come first served, once bought, it will be gone!"

I don’t know how long I’ve been memorizing this passage. It’s like eating a firecracker, crackling, and it’s finished in a few seconds without a pause in the middle.

An Kuan frowned when he heard this, and whispered in the middle-aged man's ear: "Master, look at this... Hey! The Li family's family business may be ruined!"

The middle-aged man didn't answer immediately, he reached out and touched the cloth in front of him, and raised his mouth:

"Sure enough."

"Sir, what did you find?"

The middle-aged man held a folding fan and nodded on Ah Kuan's chest: "You are a martial artist after all, and you don't know the insidiousness of Quan'er. You see, these clothes and cloth are not much different from normal cloth. .

But after a closer look, you can still find that it is the stock of previous years. If these stocks are sold in the store, they will definitely not be sold, but now they are sold at ultra-low prices. A little flaw, after all, the clothes made are no different from the new cloth.When the store made the accounts, it had already calculated the cost of the inventory into the cost of the current month, and now it can be said to be a real net profit when it is sold.

Ha ha!Unexpectedly, Quan Ersheng has such a shrewd mind, no wonder he can have the current family business! "

Ah Kuan was thoughtful, and his brows were wrinkled together: "But it's cheaper to buy a piece of clothing and a piece of cloth in the future, and what is the rule for cashing in cash when you spend more than 100 taels?"

"It's not difficult to explain. People who only want to buy clothes will buy another piece of cloth in order to get a bigger discount. On the surface, the customer is taking advantage of it.

In fact, people who only want to buy one thing buy two things and spend two copies of the money.Or someone spent seven or eight taels of silver, and in order to covet the five taels of silver, he had to spend twenty or thirty taels of silver to buy other items, and spent more than ten or twenty taels of silver for no reason. "

Ah Kuan suddenly realized, but he did not have the happy expression of the middle-aged man, but rather sullenly:

"What kind of hero was Master Li? He was an upright man, how could he have such a cunning son?"

"It's okay. Like his father, didn't he die early? It's better to be cunning."

"Master, let's go in."

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When Su Wenmian squeezed to the door of Yifeng Tower, he was already sweating profusely.The beautiful woman in white beside her didn't say a word, she just followed Su Wenmian calmly.Su Wenmian mustered up his courage several times to go up to answer the question, but was stared at by the other party's cold eyes, and he dared not speak any more.

After finally squeezing to the door again, the woman in white was presented with a cute little oil umbrella at the door.The upper part is printed with exquisite wedges and a medium "Lijiabuzhuang".

The woman in white didn't expect to have such an exquisite gift, she smiled faintly and ignored Su Wenmian, and entered the building alone.

Seeing that the woman in white who was walking with him was about to disappear from his sight, Su Wenmian blushed and was about to squeeze in, but was hit on the chest by a yamen servant with a stick, and almost fell to the ground.

Su Wenmian clutched his chest, his eyes widened angrily: "Why did you hit someone?"

"Squeeze what? Do you understand the rules? See how others do it?"

It was only then that Su Wenmian noticed a table next to him, men and women around him had to pass by, and wrote something on the paper with a brush.Then some people went in happily with their heads held high, while most of them left the crowd in frustration.

"Hey! Why can the girl just go in directly?" Su Wenmian refused to accept.

The yamen servant gave him a blank look: "Keep your dog eyes wide open. With that figure, he is born to be a high-ranking swan. How can a scum like you compare to it? Honestly line up, only those with real skills can enter!"

Helpless, Su Wenmian could only join the queue patiently.

It turns out that those who want to enter have to write their names on the paper with a brush. Whether the writing is beautiful or not is the criterion for judging whether you are qualified to enter the building.After all, this is an elegant poetry meeting, and not all cats and dogs can get involved.Moreover, Yifeng Tower is only so big, so it is natural to let people with practical knowledge go in.Women are slightly different, as long as they are good-looking, they can enter directly without any formalities.

Su Wenmian is very confident in his handwriting. When it is his turn, he picks up the brush and writes it on paper in one go.The old man who judged nodded repeatedly: "Not bad..."

Su Wenmian snorted triumphantly, and then strode forward.But I didn't expect to be stopped again!

Being blocked by people again and again, no matter how good his temper was, Su Wenmian rolled up his sleeves, wrapped the book in his hand tighter, pointed at the people blocking the way:

"What do you mean? I have lined up and written the words, but I still don't let people in?"

The old man came up to explain: "Young man, don't be in a hurry. Writing is only the first link, and there is a condition to enter."

"What else is there?"

"Either write a small poem praising Lijiabuzhuang." The old man brushed his beard and stretched out his hand with a smile, "Either pay 100 taels of silver."

"100 taels!" Su Wenmian gasped, "Why don't you grab it!"

The old man smiled: "Young man, please leave if you think it is expensive. There are still many people waiting behind!"

"That's right! Don't occupy the latrine and don't shit, the poor should get out of here. There are hundreds of beauties waiting for me!"

Su Wenmian was at a loss, feeling that the brains of these idiots were trapped by the door, or what? 100 taels for a ticket?But thinking that he wants to make a name for himself at the poetry meeting, and he still doesn't know the name of the girl who is traveling with him, this Yifeng Building is definitely going to go in!Think about it:

"Then I choose to write poetry!"

Chapter 30 : How to Make Money

The old man like a judge squinted his eyes slightly, the age spots on the upper and lower eyelids seemed to be glued together, holding a white paper with a small poem in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

On the side of the square table full of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, young talents from all walks of life surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors, all nervously waiting for the old man to announce the result.