Chapter 58 is to overlord you

After listening to her words, Su Siman spit out all the water she had just drunk, and her face changed. She said in a low voice, "Bixi, what are you talking about?"

Bixi originally said nonsense without thinking, but now he was scared by the master's face, and his heart was much clearer. He quickly whispered, "Miss, don't be angry, I'm talking nonsense. They are all bad slaves and maidservants. I always remember that the State of Chu is still there, and there is still a chance to go back to see the Empress Dowager and the Prince..."

Hearing her mention of the State of Chu, Su Siman couldn't help but feel sad. Fortunately, the tourmaline did not return to the palace of Liang, otherwise she would really be angry. Hateful, now the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed. The world is so big that there is no one of her home. Sad, lamentable...

Seeing that the master's face darkened again, Bixi only complained that he owed and went back to the palace if he had nothing to do. He really had no brain! It's not easy for the master to feel better, but now it's cloudy again. It's really hard to be too straightforward.

I won't mention the regret of Bixi for the time being. The master and servant continue to travel. The place within a hundred miles of Yaoyun Mountain is actually under the jurisdiction of the Huangfu family, so the influence of the Huangfu family in this area is extraordinary. In the evening, the two came to stay in the hotel. It was the inn where Lin Yaoyao fell into the water and several people rested last time. The shopkeeper recognized that Su Siman's master and servant were friends of the young master Huangfu, and naturally treated him very thoughtfully.

When eating, there were not many guests staying in the store. Su Siman looked at the shopkeeper's kindness, which was not like a bad person. In addition, he was thoughtful, so he also had a little good impression. He simply invited him to a table to eat in the evening, so that he could find out about the interesting places in Jiangnan.

Sure enough, she didn't make a mistake to ask about her partner. When she was young, the shopkeeper had traveled through many famous mountains and rivers and saw a wide range of knowledge.

Su Siman asked, "The shopkeeper, it's going to be summer. Is there anything good to go?"

The shopkeeper said, "It's better to escape the summer. It's better to go to Bitan."

Su Siman asked again, "Where is Bitan?"

The shopkeeper said, "Bitan is on the edge of Huanshui in our Wenzhong County. When you get to Shazhou City, you will know it as soon as you inquire about it."

Su Siman is very interested: "That's great. Do you still need to take a boat?"

The shopkeeper said, "It's natural to take the land road, but it's faster to take the waterway."

"Thank you for your guidance. I will replace tea with wine. This cup is to you!" Su Siman raised his glass and drank with great interest, and waved generously to the second child, "Come to the altar again, I'll invite the shopkeeper to drink."

The shopkeeper is overjoyed. After opening a shop for so many years, it is rare to meet such a guest officer. I have seen the prince's brother invite a chivalrous man to drink, and I have seen a scholar invite the scholar to drink. I have never seen any beautiful girl invite the shopkeeper to drink. He is lucky to step on shit. The shopkeeper was also happy, so he didn't plan to kill Su Siman. He only asked Xiao Er to move his ordinary daughter Hong, not Su Siman to spend more money.

After dinner, Bixi proposed to go to the tailor shop to order two men's clothes. If you walk around the world, you still need to pay attention to safety. The two beautiful young girls are wandering around. They are always too eye-catching and ostentattractive, which is very likely to cause unnecessary trouble. Su Siman listened to her and didn't say a word. He went straight to the shopkeeper to inquire about the location of the tailor's shop, and then ran straight with the tourmaline.

Su Siman ordered a blue satin boy's shirt, embroidered with silver hollow plesicus trim in the sleeve of the robe, and a light blue twisted pattern embroidered on the collar, elegant and noble, with a white belt with a palm-wide embroidered dark pattern. The tourmaline is a soap-colored blouse with narrow sleeves and small feet, which is very neat. The clothes ordered by Su Siman are already a semi-finished product, which only needs to be processed again, but the clothes ordered by the tourmaline are still a piece of cloth, and the boss promised to make it on the next day. So after paying the deposit, the master and servant came out of the tailor.

The matter of clothes is almost done, but there seems to be something missing. Su Siman remembered that since she wanted to pretend to be a rich man, how could she lack a handle-style fan? Then she went to the calligraphy and painting shop to buy a folding fan with a good landscape on the back. She wanted to write by herself, but Mobao asked for it, but she thought that her calligraphy was too frustrating, so she had to ask the boss to write three words: Yang Gexing.

The boss wrote well, handed the fan to Su Siman, and praised: "The girl is really good-sighted. She picked the best fan in the store. The landscape painting on this fan is the handwritten ink treasure of a scholar of Su University. It is extremely rare and difficult to buy it on the market.

"Oh, isn't it?" Su Siman took the fan, opened it and shook it twice. She felt very good. When she had played with it enough, she turned her head and asked, "Boss, how much is this fan?"

"Not much, ten taels of silver." The boss stretched out his hands with a smile and opened ten fingers to shake Su Siman's eyes.

Su Siman's eyebrows jumped: "What, ten taels? So expensive?!" It only cost eight taels of silver to order two clothes.

The boss narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Siman's clothes and judged that she didn't look like a person who was short of money, so he smiled and introduced: "Didn't I tell the girl just now that this fan is the best and highest-class fan in our store. The painting on it is handwritten by a Su University scholar. You can buy him at this price. It's not a loss for other people's Mobao.

Su Siman's eyebrows were raised higher and higher: "What is Su University Scholar?"

"It's the calligrapher and painter Su Zheyun." The boss is a little lacking in confidence. The person in front of him doesn't even know Su Zheyun. It can be seen that he pretends to be very unqualified. The more he looks, the more he looks like a naughty boy. Maybe he is a vicious boy. How can there be a girl who buys a folding fan? What's more, he sells a foreous product, and something will happen soon.

Sure enough, Su Siman said, "I don't know. But listening to your tone, he seems to be quite famous? Since he is so famous, why does the fan he painted only need ten taels of silver? You must be selling fake goods!"

The boss opened his eyes and told lies, insisted that he was the real product, and said, "I watched the girl recognize the goods, so I didn't ask for a higher price. Besides, the girl's inscription is also closely matched with this landscape. At first glance, the girl is a Chinese person with good taste. His high hat came up and gave a hint, which really made Su Siman hesitate.

Su Siman also thought that it would be impossible not to buy this fan. He had already been asked to write the words. How can he not buy it? It's just that this fan is definitely not worth the price. She asked the tourmaline how much silver she had left, and the tourmaline whispered that there were 20 sentences left...

It's really miserable. There's only a little left. Sure enough, there is no concept of ancient money, and it's too big to spend money. Su Siman thought about it and didn't want to buy a fan.

"Boss, this fan is too expensive for me to afford it." Su Siman left this sentence and turned his head to leave.

"Oh, wait!" The boss grabbed her sleeve and didn't allow her to leave. "If you say you don't want it, just don't want it? I've written for you this fan. You can't do it!"

"What are you doing?!" Su Siman was pulled by him and was a little angry.

"Well, I want to go! If you don't pay for the fan, I'm afraid you can't get out of my store!" The shopkeeper shouted at the curtain inside, "Hun family, you are a jerk!" Come out!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a curtain pick up, a five-and-three-thick female night fork, and a boy with a fleshy face. One of them fucked a wooden stick with a thick bowl in his hand and a kitchen knife.

"What happened to the old man?!" The mother Yecha's broken gong-like voice roared loudly, and the roof was almost lifted.

"Dad, what's the matter?" The horizontal boy waved the bright kitchen knife in his hand, and the light from the triangular eyes turned from his father to Su Siman's master and servant. When he saw the appearance of the master and servant, the triangular eyes were a little brighter.

When Bixi saw this posture, he also put on a posture and was ready to meet the enemy.

"They break our fan and want to run away if they don't pay!" The boss pointed to Su Siman with one hand on his waist to complain.

"Is there such a thing?!" The mother Yecha stared at Su Siman's master and servant and rushed over with a wooden stick.

"Mom! Don't hurt her!" The second stunned man shouted and rushed up with a kitchen knife. He didn't know whether he came to persuade him to fight or fight in groups.

Bixi dodged the chamber and swept away. With a capture of her right hand, she had clasped the arm of the mother Yecha. As soon as she twisted her hand, the wooden stick in the mother Yecha's hand hit her son's body, which made her quickly let go of the wooden stick. When her son was so scared, she threw a knife and hugged her head, and the knife almost inserted into her father's head. As a result, the thick wooden stick of the bowl hit the counter full of calligraphy and paintings, and the inkstone, pen and ink, calligraphy and painting fell to the ground, and it was a mess of smoke.

The boss looked at all this, stamped his feet angrily and shouted, "Don't fight, don't fight!" If you hit me again, you will be killed by thousands of knives! The stall is going to be smashed!"

Mother Yecha twisted her arm and hummed in pain because she was restrained by the tourmaline. The second man was also so scared that his legs trembling, and he didn't dare to move.

"Girl, please raise your hand! Give us a break!" The boss bowed, with a bad face and a little fear.

"I'll ask you again, how much does this fan cost?" Su Siman closed the folding fan and knocked on the boss's head.

"No money! I don't want a single article!" The boss answered quickly, afraid that he would be beaten like his mother-in-law if the answer was slow.

"Isn't it a famous painting? It's free?" Su Siman stared at him.

The boss trembled, his face turned pale, and he bowed desperately: "Actually... In fact, the painting above was copied by others. However, it is extremely rare to copy it so similarly. Since the girl likes it, I will give it to the girl as a gift, and I hope the girl will accept it.

"Oh, if that's the case, then I'm more than the boss's kindness, but I'm disrespectful." Su Siman proudly patted the fan and pouted at Bi Xi, "Let it go."