Lao Zhao's real name is Zhao Qian. He is a native of Shanyuan County, Taizhou. His ancestors have been craftsmen for generations. He is good at craftsmanship and has incredible skills. He can make things that ordinary craftsmen cannot make. He is very famous in the local area. His wife died young, but his son did not inherit it. His talent as a craftsman was so-so when it came to reading. Zhao originally wanted to pass on his skills to his son, but gave up after teaching him for a while.

As the saying goes, holding a jade is a crime. Lao Zhao has a weird temper and makes things based on his mood, so he offends many people. Someone played a trick to make Lao Zhao's son owe a lot of debt, and colluded with the local government, causing Lao Zhao's death. Zhao's son, his poor grandson lost his father just after he was born. Upon seeing this, his daughter-in-law packed up her gifts and fled overnight, leaving only Zhao and his little grandson waiting to be fed to face a group of creditors like wolves and tigers.

If it weren't for his master, Lao Zhao might really commit suicide with his grandson.

Zhao Qian's life has long been his master's.

When Qige first opened, almost everything was made by Lao Zhao himself. Later, there was a group of skilled craftsmen whose craftsmanship was not inferior to that of Lao Zhao. This made Qige's reputation become bigger and bigger. Later, Lao Zhao As I got older, my strength was not as strong as before after a serious illness, so I started visiting shops.

But now she saw that Su Jiu loved the nine-tailed fox sachet so much, and she felt very happy.

"Thank you, Grandpa, it's really beautiful!" Su Jiu looked at every aspect and couldn't put it down. She raised her little head and thanked her sweetly.

"As long as you like it." Although Lao Zhao's face has softened a lot, he still looks a little unapproachable.

But Su Jiu didn't mind at all: "Grandpa Zhao, when will the wheelchair be ready? Can it really be made according to the drawings?"

Old Zhao was stunned for a moment. Seeing Su Jiu's serious look, the feeling of jealousy for his master dissipated a little. It seemed that the ninth princess was not that uncaring about her master. Even the ninth princess looked at the person as a small person but had a big heart. There are too many people in it, all of them are sincere, and I don’t know if she can handle it.

"Yes, but it may take some time. Please wait patiently." The master's chair was made by himself a few years ago, and he used many appliances as reference, but in terms of practicality, there is indeed no drawing given by Su Jiu. many.

Su Jiu nodded, took out the money bag from the kit she carried with her, took out an ingot of gold and handed it to Old Zhao, "Grandpa Zhao, this is the money for the wheelchair. If it's not enough, just tell me."

The sachet given to the fifth brother looked very expensive at first glance. One hundred taels of silver would definitely not be enough, not to mention the wheelchair for the third brother. Thinking about this, Su Jiu looked at Old Zhao and said seriously: "Grandpa Zhao, Money is not an issue, the chair must be made of the best materials.”

This is not nonsense. If you make it for your master, you must use the best.

Lao Zhao said in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He nodded and said with an expression directed at the guests: "Okay, don't worry, our Qige never cuts corners."

Su Jiu felt relieved, and then turned to look at Tingfeng, who had been serving as a backdrop.

Tingfeng wished that Su Jiu would leave immediately after getting the things. At this moment, when Su Jiu looked at her unexpectedly, her heart tightened and she couldn't even speak.

"Nineth, ninth princess...what do you want?"

Seeing Tingfeng's guilty look, Su Jiu narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly and showed an innocent smile.

"Brother Tingfeng, what are you afraid of?"

good night

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