Chapter 167: Bumpy cold
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Take Taobao to the Ancient Times
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The next day, An Xiaojiu went to the house to see the house, signed the contract directly, and bought a shop outside the two streets. The two-storey building was slightly larger than Huanyan Pavilion.
When buying, An Xiaojiu directly fell into the title of An Xiaoqi.
The next three or four days, I ran out every day and found that Mrs. Fang Shao had finalized the diamond painting, and then asked Mrs. Fang Shao to borrow the decoration team of Fang's family.
Alas, the decoration team is An Xiaojiu.
It took seven days to install the shop into what An Xiaojiu wanted. The name of the shop was Bangbangliang, and the style was also decorated in a modern style.
However, there are different themes. The theme of this store is the deep-sea series. The walls are painted in shades of blue. The tables and chairs are also made of wood, which is very original.
Then he asked someone to customize the glass cups and bowls, and went to Yaxing to hire two women in their 30s who were diligent and clean to help.
He handed over the ice porridge, iced milk tea and smoothies to An Xiaoqi.
On the day of opening, Madam Fang Shao went to join the show.
Others think it's a favor, but in fact Mrs. Fang is cowardly.
In the summer, who doesn't want to eat something cool?
After a few more days, Lu left.
Bring the news of quiet mother.
"... The name has been arrested, and the punishment is the same as that of Yang's. Then the quiet mother was not the principal criminal. In addition, she was pregnant and took money with Li Zong. Finally, she paid 12,000 silver as a fine. "
"Twelve thousand?" An Xiaojiu was somewhat surprised.
There are even more ancient fines.
"For Li Zong, this twelve is nothing."
Speaking of Li Zong's arrival, An Xiaojiu was very curious, and there was no one around him. He couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "This Li Zong ... it's more than 70. Is the child his?"
No wonder An Xiaojiu's mind is so ... keke.
It is indeed that Li Zong is too old, and coupled with the quiet mother is not a person who keeps one's peace, naturally there is such a suspicion in her heart.
"Ahem." Lu Li was amused by An Xiaojiu's inexplicable little eyes, and was almost choked by his own saliva, "You girl ..."
"Say it."
"Who told you Li Zong is over seventy?" Lu Li raised an eyebrow and looked at An Xiaojiu by surprise.
An Xiaojiu blinked and was a little puzzled. After holding up the iced milk tea on the table, after taking a few sips, she felt even better, and couldn't help saying, "Isn't it?"
My hair is all white, there are no seventy and sixty, right?
"Li Zongcai is more than fifty." Lu Li said helplessly, "He is the brother of Li Fangfei, Li Fangfei is only forty. How old do you think Li Zong can be?"
Moreover, how can it be possible to have children in their seventies?
"Then he looks so old?" An Xiaojiu was shocked and was almost choked by the fruit pieces in the milk tea.
Lu Li stood up with a smile and patted An Xiaojiu. "Slow down, and no one will grab you."
The tone is drooling, as if coaxing a child.
An Xiaojiu blushed inexplicably, and said a little embarrassingly: "Haha, I was taken aback by Li Zong's grade. It would be reasonable to have more than fifty children."
Looking at An Xiaojiu's analysis of things, Lu Li turned black, couldn't help but bounce back on An Xiaojiu's head. "You little girl, you know so much."
"Hey, hey." An Xiaojiu felt that at the moment there was only a way out.
In modern times, this is something that a three-year-old child knows, but in ancient times, she knew this, which was obviously a bit unreasonable.
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An Xiaojiu shifted the topic and asked, "Do you have a print shop and bookstore in Beijing?"
"There isn't a print shop, but a bookstore."
"I have a few novels, I wrote it myself, and you printed it for me and sold it? The profit is divided into 30% of you." An Xiaojiu was particularly generous.
During this time, she spent a lot of money on decorating the bumper, otherwise she would like to buy another bookstore and printing shop.
Lu Li raised an eyebrow: "You forgot, I once promised to give you a shop and Zhuangzi in Beijing."
"No, the bookstore is just so big. When I want to go to Beijing to run a restaurant next time, I will ask you to fulfill the promise." An Xiaojiu shook his head, quite calculating.
Lu Li thought it was funny, "Let's do it."
"But you still write novels?" Lu Li was somewhat surprised.
In this era, novels have appeared, but the status of novels is not high, and it is not even comparable to opera.
So not many people write novels.
But Lu Li occasionally likes to read some miscellaneous things.
"It's different from the novels you've seen in the past, um ... just like the story told by the storyteller, it's fictional stories." An Xiaojiu sent a little girl to pick up the stack of books on the shelf in her house come.
Because he planned to marry An Xiaoqi with some people, An Xiaojiu bought a few people first and trained first.
After delivery, there are ten copies.
"You have written ten books?" Lu Li was startled.
I did not expect An Xiaojiu to have this ability.
An Xiaojiu rolled her eyes, "What ten books, this is a story!"
No way, where was such a thick book in ancient times?
She just picked a novel of about 600,000 words and copied a full ten books, and her words were extremely small.
"A story?" Lu Li was really surprised this time, took out a book and turned it over, and was snatched back by An Xiaojiu before he could see clearly, "No!"
She can choose a very ... Marie Su novel, the ancient women have no entertainment activities, it is estimated that they love crooked, this Marie Su's should be very popular.
An Xiaojiu's embarrassed look at the shameful sentence.
In fact, An Xiaojiu thought about copying a little yellow book, but thought of ... keke, forget it, don't teach the bad guys.
"You asked me to print it and sell it, and when I went to buy a copy, it was the same." Lu Li hadn't seen An Xiaojiu so embarrassed, it was quite interesting, and couldn't help but tease, "You It's passed the first day, it's not over fifteen. "
"Then I will find someone myself, and it will be a big deal with others." An Xiaojiu held his head small, and in front of Lu Li, he was proud of honey.
Lu Li also likes to look at the small appearance of An Xiaojiu, "Okay, I don't see if it's okay? I'll let people print first ... Well, let's sell a thousand copies."
"Okay, then you will get 30% of your net profit." An Xiaojiu was very refreshing.
Lu Li looked at An Xiaojiu's joyful look, and suddenly said, "After your novel is sold, send a few copies to Princess Changle, and solve the boredom."
An Xiaojiu's smile disappeared, and she asked nervously, "Princess Changle ... how is it now?"
I don't know if Yang Ye's Yang Mou succeeded.
"Well, Princess Changle mentioned you several times. It should be yours. If you have been to the capital, you can visit her. She ... is a poor man."
An Xiaojiu's heart fell suddenly.
Suddenly remembered a sentence: the most ruthless emperor's house. She thought that Princess Changle would rather be a farm girl than a princess?
God, it's fair to be fair!