Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

"The best seals in Linqing City are here at Chengzhizhai." The clerk led Zheng Zhao to the door, "If the young master takes a fancy to something, just tell the young one, and the young one will come and negotiate with them."

Faith will move mountains to open.Zheng Zhao glanced at the plaques on both sides, and walked into Chengzhi Zhai.

"Oh, this gentleman is very friendly. Please come inside and have a cup of tea." Shopkeeper Cheng smiled and cupped his hands to greet him.

His son has inherited his father's business and has been running Chengzhi Zhai for 13 years, and now his son is also sitting in the shop with him to learn the business.Those who sell gold and stone seals do not open for three days, and eat for three days when they open.People who have no spare money will come to buy useless seals, and new customers who come to buy seals may be repeat customers.

"Do you want to buy a ready-made seal, or do you have a draft? If you only have the seal, add some embellishers, and there are acquaintances in the small shop who can make a draft." Cheng said as he stretched out his hand to invite Zheng Zhao to sit down.

The so-called seal cutting is naturally divided into seal seal and engraving, which are generally written by literati and carved by craftsmen.The seal script is divided into printed characters and printed manuscripts.

The printed text is the content of the seal, and the printed manuscript is the writing and layout of the printed text. Its constitutional design is the most superior, so the key to seal management is to write the printed manuscript.

Seal carving is done by everyone, which consumes more energy and eyesight. Faced with so many seal seekers, they all use the pretense of "vulgar writing and poor stone should not be used" to block them.

"The manuscript has already been printed, so we just need to select the materials and engrave it." Zheng Zhao said, smelling the fragrance of tea.

Shopkeeper Cheng said with a smile: "The foundation of the seal is the selection of high-quality materials. The gold, jade, wood and stone in the store are all transported from the north and the south, and I personally select each piece. I wonder if my husband has a preference?"

"Of course it's stone." Zheng Zhao took a sip of tea, "Does the shopkeeper have any recommendations?"

"If Mr. Xianggong asks about the stone, I must say it is Shoushan Stone, Qingtian Stone, Changhua Stone and Balin Stone." Shopkeeper Cheng waved his hand to his son, "Go get that suet jelly."

The color is like white porcelain, the texture is crystal clear, and it is translucent, except for a white cloud patch in the middle of the stone, which is eye-catching.

Shopkeeper Cheng picked up the stone and aimed it at the sun, and said, "Look, my lord, this stone is transparent without any grains, it's a rare top grade."

The flaws are too obvious, it's a pity that the background color, Zheng Zhao shook his head and asked, "Is there anything better?"

Shopkeeper Cheng took a sip of tea and changed his mind.

Of course he has better stone materials, but whether he should take them out is another matter.

This gentleman has a very good face, and his accent is not from someone near Linqing, and his family background is unknown, so what kind of stone he can afford depends on the shopkeeper's eyesight.

"I'm getting old and I don't care too much. Now my son is taking care of these stones." Shopkeeper Cheng turned to his son and said, "Huzi, talk to Mr. Xiang about the stones."

Cheng Huzi walked up to Zheng Zhao in response, and he had carefully looked at the gentleman when he entered the door.

Young, with a decent bearing, he should be a scholar, not an arty person.

The clothes fit well and the material was good, the manners were calm, the family was well-off, and he had vision and knowledge.Followed by the servant, who looks like a sophisticated and shrewd guy in business, could it be that he was born in a merchant's family?

Just bet he's rich!

Cheng Huzi said: "My lord dances with writing and ink, and the engraving must be used frequently. I have a piece of Tianhuang stone in my house, and I can't take it out easily. My son, wait for a while, and I will get it."

Tianhuang stone, the color is like sweet-scented osmanthus, the texture is soft, moist like fat, and the texture has radish patterns.

One or two fields of gold and three liang of gold.

Zheng Zhao took it and played with it in his hands for a moment, but still couldn't let it go.He originally planned to find a white or blue stone, which would be more suitable for the printed manuscript. It can be seen that when he sees this stone, the intention before entering the door is not important.

The printed manuscript can be rewritten, and the stone you like is hard to find.

Zheng Zhao looked at Shopkeeper Cheng, who was staring at the stone with worry and fear, and put the stone back into the blind man Cheng Huzi's hand, and said, "Shopkeeper, this is the stone."

Cheng Huzi looked happy, and shopkeeper Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at his son with satisfaction: "Go and get the scale, and show my husband how heavy this stone is."

"Six taels of stone." Cheng Huzi showed Zheng the scale, "Chenghui silver is 200 taels, and you can receive a cashier's note."

Zheng Zhao picked up the teacup, and the waiter behind him stepped forward to bargain with shopkeeper Cheng.

Zheng Zhao took the time to think about the printed manuscript.

The seal he planned to engrave before was Zhao Wumian, but now he wants to change it to a suitable one for Tian Huangshi.

See the heart of heaven and earth?No, it's too grand.

Fan Chuan shines on the sun?Somewhat uncommon.

Well, the sun always shines.

"Master...Master..." Zheng Zhao came back to his senses, and the clerk whispered, "The small one has come to 180 taels, and there is no need to add extra money for engraving."

Zheng Zhaodao: "Yes." He said to Shopkeeper Cheng who smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "Can I borrow a pen and paper, and I will draw the printed manuscript now?"

"You're welcome, Mr. Hu, bring me the pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Shopkeeper Cheng laughed.

Zheng Zhao took the pen and paper, and devoted himself to designing the printed manuscript. There were not many characters, but the composition and seal method had to be the same, and the layout needed to be revised many times.

He scribbled and changed on the paper, and Tian Huangshi was right by his hand.

"Master Cheng!" A scribe walked in from the door. He was tall and handsome, and he called Master Cheng directly, and he was very familiar with him.

"Yunheng?" Cheng Huzi strode to the door before Shopkeeper Cheng could reply, and said excitedly, "I heard from my uncle that you are coming back to welcome your relatives. If you are not busy at home, why come to us when you have time?"

"Come to send invitations to you." Wei Yunheng took out two invitations from his sleeve and handed them to Cheng Huzi.

Cheng Huzi looked at the post and said hesitantly: "You want to marry the daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials. It's hard for businessmen like us to be elegant, so don't go."

Wei Yunheng said: "Huzi, you are offended when you say this. At the beginning, my father broke his finger and could no longer engrave it. You gave us ten taels of silver, and asked me to write the manuscript and earn some money to subsidize the family. Now I If you turn your face and deny people, and don’t even invite you to get married, how can you be a human being?”

Cheng Huzi was moved after hearing this, accepted the post, and said, "If you don't dislike us, we will go."

"I sincerely invite the two of you to go." Wei Yunheng smiled and looked at Shopkeeper Cheng, "Yun Heng came today to ask Shopkeeper Cheng for something."

As he spoke, he took out a bank note from his sleeve, pushed it into the hands of shopkeeper Cheng, and said: "I wrote a manuscript last year and always wanted to engrave it. I returned to Linqing a few days ago, but I didn't take the time. Today is a good day." It's easy, shopkeeper, please help me to hurry up and engrave it, I will use it in two days."

"Some of the sons of officials and eunuchs I met will come to the banquet, and there are many students from the Imperial College. Everyone is a scholar. When the time comes, they will inevitably use their seals when they recite poems and discuss paintings. Since I am married, the previous seals Something just doesn't fit and needs to be replaced."

"The stone you had before is not good, so it really should be replaced." Shopkeeper Cheng refused to accept the banknote, and pushed it back into Wei Yunheng's hand, "Yunheng, I can't take your money. You can get it in two days. Our father and son send you off, and congratulate you on your newlyweds."

"No, shopkeeper Cheng, you have to accept the money, and the stones are all bought." Wei Yunheng insisted on stuffing the silver ticket into the pocket of shopkeeper Cheng, and before he had time to speak, he took out the printed manuscript, "Professor Cheng, don't talk about this, just look at the printed manuscript first."

Shopkeeper Cheng took a look at the printed manuscript and said, "There are only a few winds...two days are enough."

Wei Yunheng smiled and said, "Master Cheng, use that piece of Tianhuang stone."

Shopkeeper Cheng then lowered his head to look at the bank note in his arms. It was 200 taels. He thought it was only 50 taels at most. It seems that Wei Yunheng is really going straight up.

"It's such an unfortunate coincidence that Tian Huangshi has just been sold." Cheng Huzi said annoyedly, "Why should I take it out?"

"It's just been sold, so it hasn't been carved yet?" Wei Yunheng asked.

Cheng Huzi said: "Yes. I'll just ask that gentleman if he can sell Tian Huangshi back." He walked into the house.

Seeing Wei Yunheng's surprised face, shopkeeper Cheng said: "The gentleman hasn't left yet, he's drawing and printing manuscripts in the room."

"Not for sale." A voice came from inside the house.

Zheng Zhao changed the printed manuscript several times but it was not to his liking. Sunshine Changzhao always felt that the four characters were arranged too thickly.He was watching, when he suddenly saw the culprit of everything - Cheng Huzi.

He recommended Tian Huangshi to Zheng Zhao.

He recommended Tian Huangshi to himself, causing himself to redraw the printed manuscript. After struggling for so long, he still wanted to buy Tian Huangshi back?

"Since you sold me, how can you buy it back?"

"It's not that they bought it back, but I asked for it." Wei Yunheng walked in and saw Zheng Zhao's blue scarf clasping his hands, "I'm under Wei Yunheng, the head of the imperial court."

A scholar can wear a blue scarf, equal to him, but younger than him.

Zheng Zhao got up and returned the salute: "Zheng Zhao, Jingzhaoren."

Wei Yunheng looked at Tian Huangshi on Zheng Zhao's left, and said, "I really need this piece of Tian Huangshi. I wonder if Brother Zheng is willing to part with it?"

"No." Zheng Zhao said, "Brother Wei, I'm sorry, I will continue to draw the printed manuscript."

Wei Yunheng said: "Brother Zheng, to be honest, I used to draw and print manuscripts for others. As long as Brother Zheng is willing to give up, I will help Brother Zheng draw and print manuscripts."

Zheng Zhaodao: "I had a printed manuscript before, but now I just redesign the printed manuscript for Tian Huangshi. Brother Wei doesn't need to help."

Wei Yunheng took a step forward and took out a bank note from his pocket. His hands shook a little and he said, "This is 100 taels. If Brother Zheng is willing to give up this piece of Tianhuangshi, the 300 taels will belong to Brother Zheng." .”

Wei Yunheng smiled after finishing speaking. He had wanted to say this sentence for a long time. He thought he couldn't say it, but he didn't expect to say it.

Being in a different position, this kind of saying is really cool.

Zheng Zhao looked at the banknotes on the table, the yellowed paper and the ink printed by paint. "Sorry, I don't sell."

After being rejected three times in a row, Wei Yunheng heaved a sigh of relief. With a cold face, he lowered his head to look at Zheng Zhao's printed manuscript, and said, "The sun always shines. This kind of printed text is too white and vulgar. Don't waste Tian Huangshi."

Zheng Zhao looked back at Wei Yunheng: "Waste? Tian Huangshi is mine, waste or not, it doesn't matter to you."

He wants Tian Huangshi just because he wants Tian Huangshi. It doesn't matter whether his attitude with others is friendly or bad.

Wei Yunheng looked at Shopkeeper Cheng, and asked with a smile, "Did the shopkeeper receive the silver that Brother Zheng paid Tian Huangshi? If it hasn't been paid, it means it hasn't been sold yet."