The place where my heart goes to farming

Today's West Street is very lively, and the dragon dance and juggling performances begin before the time is up.

The common people who had nothing to do gathered around to watch the excitement, and the crowd gathered more and more.

"But which one is hosting a wedding, how come there are these performances?" Someone who didn't know looked at the juggling and dragon dance and asked curiously.

"You don't know? It's not a wedding, but the store is about to open." The speaker pointed to the plaque with the red cloth hanging on it, "Look, the plaque hasn't been unveiled yet."

"Is there such a big battle for the opening of the shop?"

Someone echoed: "No."

"However, I heard that the shopkeeper of this shop is related to the Song family of the Qin family. The dragon dance and juggling were invited by Young Master Song."

"It turned out to be a gift to the young master." The people who were watching at the scene understood it, and they were no strangers to it.

In this city of Suzhou, almost everyone knew about Song Yunjing.

You will know Song Yunjing, not only because Song Yunjing is a very special dude, the young master is full of anger and has a bad mouth but has never done a bad thing, and more importantly, he is chased all over the street by the Song family's servants every two days, the picture is really real interesting.

As soon as Cen Le and Mu Chen got out of the crowd, Gu Fangyou pulled him aside and asked, "You invited Young Master Song?"

Gu Fangyou and Qingzhu came here relatively early, and have already watched the dragon dance juggling here for half a stick of incense.

Cen Le blinked, a little puzzled: "He's here?"

"There are more than one people here." Pointing to a group of people who were performing lively, Gu Fangyou said with a smile, "I even invited them for you."

Hearing this, Cen Le was very surprised.

In fact, he originally planned to invite people to perform and open the business bustlingly, but because he bought a house and land, hired two farmers to plant flowers, and then decorated the pavement... All these added up, almost used up his life. And all of Mu Chen's belongings.

Now they only have a few taels of silver left, and they really can't hire anyone, so they have to keep everything simple and prepare to set off firecrackers.

When he came here just now, seeing the bustling streets, he thought that some store opened at the same time as him, but now he heard that Song Yunjing invited him here, he couldn't help feeling grateful, and his impression of Song Yunjing changed a lot. few.

Cen Le asked: "What about others?"

Gu Fangyou pointed to the stone steps not far away, "Squatting there and playing with people."

Looking at Gu Fangyou's fingers, Cen Le first saw a circle of backs, and at the second glance, he recognized Song Yunjing.

Cen Le took a closer look, only to find that the cricket that Song Yunjing got from nowhere was squatting and playing with a group of children.

The opening time was set at [-]:[-] p.m., and there was still a little time, so Cen Le stood behind Song Yunjing and watched him play for a while.

Probably because of being watched, Song Yunjing would always be aware of it. Not long after, Song Yunjing turned his head. After seeing Cen Le, he quickly stood up, widened his eyes and said, "Why don't you make a sound?" In the meantime, he adjusted the hem of the clothes and smoothed out the wrinkles.

"You invited these people, right?" Pointing to the dragon and lion dance not far away, Cen Le wrote on the paper, "Thank you."

Song Yunjing raised his chin and said proudly: "The opening of a new shop naturally needs to be lively."

Cen Le smiled and thanked again.

Smiling, Song Yunjing stretched out his hand to Cen Le, "You don't need to thank me, just give me a few boxes of rouge."

"Yes, yes." Cen Le asked, "But you don't always get it from your shop, why do you want it from me now?"

Song Yunjing's ears turned red, he coughed lightly, and said: "...It's not that I think the rouge you made is good in quality, and you can promote it for free, but it's someone else, who wants to give you money. Young Master, I don’t even want it.”

Cen Le smiled, feeling a little warm in his heart: "Then you can get it yourself later, I'll go and remove the plaque first, and open the shop."

After walking a few steps, Cen Le turned his head again, "Master Song and Master Qin are back?"

A few days ago when he went to Qin's Jade to deliver jewelry, he originally wanted to invite Qin Ming to come and have a look at the Rouge shop when it opened, but Azhu told him that Qin Ming and Song Yunxiu had gone to Shaanxi together and hadn't come back yet.

"Brother sent a letter, saying that it will be two days, and he asked me to congratulate you on the opening of your shop on their behalf." After speaking, Song Yunjing waved his hand again, indicating that the performance not far away will stop temporarily, and then change the tune of the gong.

Cen Le nodded.

Returning to Mu Chen's side, Cen Le smiled at Mu Chen, then took the pole in Mu Chen's hand, and lifted off the red cloth on the plaque.

At the same time, the sound of gongs and drums and firecrackers also rang.

The onlookers looked up one after another, and saw the three characters "Zhumeng Pavilion" written on the plaque.

The door Cen Le on the storefront was specially made large, and the lighting was good, so when it was opened, the decoration inside appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

There is only a counter, a rattan wooden table and two wooden chairs of the same style on the first floor.

Then there is a revolving wooden ladder, and every two steps, Cen Le put small potted flowers, which is very beautiful.

Seeing the unique revolving wooden ladder, the common people opened their eyes wide and moved closer to have a look.

It was the first time they had seen such a unique decoration, so they felt very strange.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted, Cen Lejiang lowered his head and wrote a few lines on the paper and handed it to Gu Fangyou, asking him and Qingzhu to help distribute the samples of rouge and balm he had made before, and then gave them to Mu Fangyou. Chen took a piece of paper and asked him to read according to the content on the paper later.

All the small samples of rouge are lip balm, and the balm is only a small piece, but both of them are quite large, and it took Cen Le three days to make them.

Cen Le originally planned to have people stand outside the shop to distribute them for five consecutive days to attract customers, but he didn't expect Song Yunjing to invite people to perform for him, and let the people come to watch, so he had to use the demo that he had planned to use for several days All moved out.

Naturally, no one would push away free things, so when Gu Fangyou said that he would give samples of gifts to the people present, everyone rushed forward, and the scene was a bit chaotic.

When Cen Le saw him, he asked Song Yunjing to borrow a servant by his side to help maintain order.

The sound of gongs and drums suddenly stopped.

Mu Chen's voice sounded: "The shop is open today, except for essential oils and perfumes, all the rouge and balm in the shop will be discounted."

After his words fell, most of the people whispered to each other and began to discuss.

At this time, Song Yunjing came over with samples of lip balm and balm, "I thought you would at least cut corners and get some low-quality gifts as gifts, but I didn't expect that they were all real materials, not bad, not bad, I finally understand Qin Why does Big Brother treat you as a friend?"

Cen Le said: "It's my honor that Young Master Qin is willing to be my friend."

"Of course." Song Yunjing raised his head and turned his nostrils to the sky. After a while, he glanced at Cen Le again and added, "But you are really not bad, I have decided to make you my friend too. .”

Cen Le smiled, "I thought we were already friends."

Song Yunjing snorted before reluctantly responding, "It's sort of it."

He played with the sample gift in his hand, then looked at Cen Le and asked, "By the way, what did Mu Chen say about perfume and essential oil?"

Cen Le explained: "The two are things from my hometown. Perfume is similar to balm, but the production method and usage are different, while essential oil is extracted from plants. When bathing, drop some in the water. Analgesic, sleep aid, taste correcting, etc.”

After reading Cen Le's explanation, Song Yunjing's eyes lit up immediately, and he urged, "Take me to see it quickly."

Cen Le smiled, "Come with me."

Cen Le turned around and said a few words to Mu Chen, explaining to him some things, and then he took Song Yunjing upstairs.

Mu Chen stayed where he was, keeping his eyes on Cen Le, and didn't look away until Cen Le went upstairs.

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At this time, there were quite a few people upstairs, some of them were curious, some of them took the sample and thought it was good, they came in to have a look, it was very lively.

It was Chen Sheng and Yun Niang who were entertaining the guests, and they were too busy to touch the ground.

Perfumes and essential oils are packed in small glass bottles and displayed in a cabinet alone. Since no one has seen it before, and glass is a rare thing, most people can’t afford it, so few people look at it. There are only three people standing there with their hands behind their backs. Looking around, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Seeing Cen Le and Song Yunjing approaching, the three of them walked away quickly. Cen Le noticed it and gave them another look, but didn't think much about it.

Cen Le didn't make too many perfumes and essential oils. He wasn't sure if he could sell them. If he made too much, it would be a waste. Therefore, there were no more than thirty bottles in one cabinet.

Cen Le took a bottle, dabbed a few drops on Song Yunjing's wrist, and signaled Song Yunjing to smell it for himself.

When the lid was opened, Song Yunjing had already smelled the fragrance, and now he couldn't wait to put his wrist under his nose.

Song Yunjing wrinkled his nose, "It's a bit strange, and it's too thick."

Cen Le smiled, "If you wait a little longer, its taste will change and become lighter."

Song Yunjing was dubious, but obediently waited.

During the waiting time, Cen Le showed him the essential oils again, packed up all the rouge he needed, and gave them to him.

When the time was almost up, Cen Le signaled Song Yunjing to smell it again.

Song Yunjing followed his words and put his wrist under his nose. This time his expression changed, he was very surprised, "It's really different."

Cen Le said: "If you wait a little longer, the taste will change."

Song Yunjing became interested, "How do you sell this?"

Cen Le took down the bottle that Song Yunjing tried just now, and handed it to Song Yunjing, "Give it to you."

Knowing what Cen Le wanted, Song Yunjing didn't refuse, but after he accepted it, he said, "According to the price, bring me a few more bottles."

What Song Yunjing thought was that although he took Cen Le's rouge and perfume, he couldn't really take advantage of it for nothing. He didn't buy anything, and he was not short of money.

Probably understanding Song Yunjing's thoughts, Cen Le nodded.

He carefully asked Song Yunjing what flavor he wanted and what flavor he didn't like, and then found five bottles according to Song Yunjing's request.

Song Yunjing went to get another five bottles of essential oil, and asked, "How much silver in total?"

At this time, a few more people came over and listened to the price with their ears up. The three who walked away quickly were among them.

Cen Le said: "100 taels."

Song Yunjing nodded, and directly took out a 100 tael silver note and handed it to Cen Le.

But the few people who listened with pricked ears turned their eyes round at the same time, this is too expensive.

Those who couldn't afford it all walked away.

The three remaining people winked at each other.

Afterwards, a man with wicked eyebrows stood up and questioned, "This small bottle actually costs ten taels of silver. What kind of treasure is in it? You are stealing money. I don't think this is a family." Black shop, right?"

His voice was loud enough to attract the attention of everyone in the store.

Song Yunjing frowned, "Just a glazed bottle costs a few taels of silver. This bottle only sells for ten taels, which is still low, and the sale is all voluntary. If it's so expensive, who will force you to buy it?"

Glancing at the two people behind the crowd, they saw that because no one was going to see them, they were ready to make a move, and the man continued to hold back, attracting everyone's attention, "Young Master Song, are you the shopkeeper? We are not asking about you .”

Song Yunjing put on a straight face, very angry, he was about to get angry, but Cen Le stopped him first.

Cen Le stood up, took out a pen and paper, and was about to write, but the man laughed and said, "So I'm dumb, I think I'm so good."

Seeing that Cen Le couldn't quickly refute himself, the man turned his head to look at the crowd again, and said loudly: "Everyone, don't be fooled, this shop must be a black shop, otherwise how could it be so generous, giving rouge and balm as soon as it opened How much money is given away must be earned from everyone, you think, such a small bottle does not know what is in it, and you dare to ask for ten taels of silver, isn't it black?"

Everyone frowned, a little suspicious.

At this moment, Mu Chen suddenly carried one in front of the people, and tore open their skirts, revealing the essential oils, perfume, and a lot of rouge hidden inside, then he raised his head and looked at the person who spoke. His eyes were icy cold.

The man was taken aback and couldn't help swallowing.

Suddenly, someone said: "I know him, this is not Wang Er, the one who always steals people's purses on the street."

"Yes, I also remembered that my purse was stolen."

"That's right, but weren't they arrested?"

"It's probably released. If you are caught stealing things, you can only be locked up in the Yamen for half a month at most."

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Seeing that he failed to steal and was caught, the man called Wang Er suddenly pushed away from the crowd and wanted to run away, but before he took two steps, he was kicked down by Mu Chen and caught back.

Coincidentally, a government servant patrolling the street passed by downstairs, so Cen Le asked Chen Sheng to invite him up.

When the yamen servant came up, as soon as he saw Song Yunjing, he immediately promised to punish the three of them so that they would not dare to do immoral things again.

After the three of them were taken away by the yamen servants, the store resumed its bustle.

It was a blessing in disguise, after such a commotion, some people came to ask about perfumes and essential oils that no one cared about before.

Seeing this, Cen Le simply took out a bottle as a trial, tried it for all the people who came to inquire, and then asked Mu Chen to act as an interpreter, telling everyone the uses of perfume and the benefits of essential oils.

One or two of them were tempted and bought it with silver, while most of the others waited and watched. After all, ten taels of silver is not a small sum.

Trading is all voluntary, Cen Le doesn't force it.

As for the two who bought the perfume, Cen Le gave them each a box of face cream as a gift.

After being busy for an hour, there were fewer customers coming and going in the store.

When Cen Le was free, he gave Chen Sheng ten taels of silver and asked him to go to the restaurant to pack a table of good food and come back.

After Chen Sheng left, Cen Le leaned against the window, watching the situation in the shop, unconsciously, his face was full of smiles.In modern times, he had such a wish, hoping to save enough money to open a shop and be his own boss.

Although the time and space have changed now, his wish has finally come true, and he couldn't help being excited and delighted.

When Mu Chen saw it, he walked up to Cen Le, and under the cover of his sleeves, he shook Cen Le's hand, turned his head and smiled softly at him.

Cen Le was startled, but also smiled.

This is no longer a strange dynasty. He has a lover and a career. He is very content with his current life.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry I didn't change it yesterday, um, it's a little thicker and longer today.

Well, see you tomorrow.

Well, to express my apologies, 20 red envelopes will be sent out today, Chirp~

Fix it a little [11.16/20:45]