Page 65
"Yes, give me the quote now!"
……
The scholars stood up and shouted, urging the servant to come.
The servant laughed and immediately shouted, "Because it is not a complete sentence, but it seems to be a complete sentence. Compared with the previous 'Shaped Like a Withered Skeleton', it lacks something and it makes people imagine. Therefore, the price is a bit higher, so the lowest price is 800 Wen!"
The servant stretched out his hand and made the number eight, then carefully looked at the expressions of each scholar present.
"A thousand coins!"
Immediately, someone in the crowd shouted.
"One thousand two hundred wen!"
"One thousand eight hundred wen!"
……
The prices are getting higher and higher.
Those who had plenty of money in their pockets naturally started to make offers.
Those who want it but are short of money can only try hard to look at the three words "Yishi Shi Tian" on the paper and try hard to think about what is behind it!
In short
The scene was noisy and more and more people gathered to watch.
Some people who didn't know what this was about asked the people around them with a puzzled look on their faces: "This handwriting is so ugly, is it really written by Miss Chang'an? The handwriting of such a fairy-like person should not be like this."
Someone answered, "What do you know? This is Miss Chang'an's unique calligraphy. I heard that at the early winter poetry meeting, it was praised by Master Yao and Mr. Shuiyun, and they even said they wanted to copy Miss Chang'an's calligraphy!"
The man frowned and looked at the three characters 'Ying Shi Tian' carefully. After looking at them for a long time, he really couldn't make out anything. But when he saw that the scholars had bid the price of 'four thousand coins' for the three characters written on the wrinkled paper, he couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, we are just a bunch of rough people who can't appreciate the writing of a talented woman."
The man who spoke before immediately said: "Of course not. A person who is like a fairy from heaven, how can we ordinary people understand it?"
This question and answer was said beside Su Changan's carriage.
Su Changan, who was sitting in the carriage, naturally heard it clearly, and then looked at the piece of "junk" that was sold for 'five thousand seven hundred coins'.
Su Changan lowered the curtain.
He blushed.
Maomao continued to open the curtain to look at the scene over there: "So someone brought it here..."
Then he turned around and looked at Su Changan: "I remember that you wrote 'Like a withered skeleton' after you finished walking the poles, filled with emotion? I remember you said 'I'm tired' or something, and after writing four words, you said that the pen was too heavy and you couldn't write anymore."
"And the one about 'Ying Shi Tian' was written the day before yesterday after it snowed a little. You suddenly said you wanted to practice calligraphy, and after you finished a plate of pastries, you wrote these three characters. Then you said you had finished the pastries and didn't want to practice anymore, so you just threw them away."
“Now this was the night before yesterday.”
But when Maomao said this, Su Changan raised his hand to signal Maomao to stop talking, and then looked at Maomao's expression: "Are you saying this on purpose for me to hear?"
Maomao thought for a moment and nodded, "Yeah, yes, I said that on purpose for you to hear. And obviously Master Yao and the others disliked your ugly handwriting, so they sent you a copybook for you to copy? And you couldn't even copy it well, and you even made Mr. Yuan shake his head. Master Su Zifeng was so amused that he told you to work harder, but now it's all your own unique style."
Su Changan looked at Mao Mao's expressionless face and said, "Mao'er, you value our friendship less and less."
Maomao blinked and looked at Su Changan. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she hit her right palm with her left fist: "I remember now. I used a lot of your discarded paper to wrap the herbs."
As he said this, Maomao looked over there, because Su Changan had just painted a few strokes out of boredom, but was mistakenly said to be a painting, so the scholars quoted high prices one by one, then turned their heads to look at Su Changan, and even made a gesture of silver with their hands: "I might become a rich man."
Su Changan put his hand on his forehead and said, "Be serious. And why are my unwanted things here? Shouldn't they be thrown away? These people won't go through the garbage in the Su Mansion, will they?"
While thinking this.
The term "sasaeng fan" has popped up again.
But after thinking about it carefully, although Su Changan knew that he seemed to be famous in the capital, and he had seen people selling his things before, but...
Are you so famous now?
Are there so many private fans?
After thinking for a while, the cat said: "In the morning, I"
But that's about it.
"You really are a big sister."
Su Zhaoxin's voice reached the ears of the two.
Turn around and look
Then Su Zhaoxin opened the door of the carriage and looked at Su Changan and the cat with surprise.
Then he walked in directly, with a proud look on his face: "I saw Sister Zhou from a distance, and wondered if it was you. I came over to take a look and it turned out to be you."
After saying that, Su Zhaoxin immediately asked, "Big sister, what does the Queen Mother want to talk to you about? I'm telling you, I was really scared. I didn't expect that you have such a powerful connection. You are worthy of being my sister, Su Zhaoxin!"
Su Changan looked at Su Zhaoxin: "Why are you here?"
Su Zhaoxin blurted out: "You have been in the palace for so long, so I came here to wait for you."
After saying that, he stood up, opened the window curtain, pointed to the study and said, "By the way, come and see how Fourth Brother's business is doing."
Su Changan was puzzled: "Fourth brother?"
Su Zhaoxin nodded: "Yes, that study is Fourth Brother's shop. He opened it secretly, and only Wan'er and I know that it is his shop."
Su Changan asked, "Then were those papers and other things of mine that I no longer wanted taken away by your fourth brother?"
Chapter 50: A bag of money is worse than a bag of books
Su Zhaoxin grinned immediately: "What are you talking about, big sister? Isn't my fourth brother your younger brother? But it wasn't my fourth brother who asked me to take it. I don't know why my fourth brother is so afraid of you. Every time I asked him to go play with you, he didn't dare. But think about it, he is afraid of scholars. When he sees my second sister, he is like a mouse seeing an old cat, not to mention you, big sister whose literary talent is greater than the sky."
After saying that, Su Zhaoxin saw the snacks placed on the side of the sedan chair, and took one piece without being polite, saying, "Those things were taken by me, and I also get a share of the profits from the shop. I make a lot of money, and I always buy a lot of things for Wan'er. After we divide the money this time, I will take you, Wan'er, and my second sister to watch the horse racing at the racecourse outside the city. It looks very lively, and the dishes there are also very delicious. I will pay for everything then."
As he said this, he wolfed down the snack, licked his lips and picked up another piece, then said mysteriously: "Big sister, you spend all day in your yard either eating or sleeping, or practicing martial arts. You don't know how famous you are in our capital! Many people have come to hand in visiting cards just to meet you, more than what my second sister has received!"
"But I see that they are all ugly and not very good. There are some that even Wan'er shook her head when she saw them, not to mention me. It's a joke! Who is my eldest sister? How can she meet anyone casually? And they all come empty-handed. They have no manners!"
"Especially your writings, which are about to be priced the same as those of famous scholars."
Su Changan watched Su Zhaoxin eat another dessert and was about to take another one. He reached out and took the dessert plate away and asked, "Didn't the teacher teach you that taking something without permission is considered stealing?"
Su Zhaoxin was puzzled for a moment, then looked at the snack in Su Changan's hand: "Fruit snack? I took it in front of you."
Very good, you are just pretending to be stupid, right?
Su Changan said with a stern face: "I'm talking about the things that are being sold."
Su Zhaoxin was stunned for a moment, then said, "Didn't you, Big Sister, ask me to take those things?"
Su Changan was stunned.
Su Zhaoxin looked at Su Changan like this and thought about the matter of the thief again. He became a little anxious. If the elder sister did not admit it, then he would become a thief!
If my uncle and grandfather knew about this, they would beat me up one by one! I don’t even know if my aunt and third aunt would beat themselves up!
Especially if my mother knew about this, I would definitely come back. It wouldn't just be a swollen butt, I might have to lie down for a month! This is a bigger deal than anything else!
So I quickly said, "It was the day when it snowed a little, and you asked me something like a madman, 'Zhao Xin, do you know why snow has no color?' How could I know why snow has no color, and snow is white? You said, 'Because snow forgot its own color' and so on, and I didn't understand, so I thought you were being pretentious. Then I asked you if I could take away the waste paper you wrote, and you said just take those things, why ask. Then I took them all, including the ones from the past two days."
The more he talked, the more anxious Su Zhaoxin became as he looked at Su Changan's puzzled face, "It's you."
As he spoke, he saw Maomao and immediately said, "Sister Maomao was there that day too."
Maomao nodded: "Well, I also remembered that you can indeed let Master Zhaoxin take whatever he wants."
Su Zhaoxin nodded vigorously immediately: "That's right, big sister! Sister Maomao has already said that if you don't admit it, your position in my heart will be equal to that of the second sister!"
Su Changan reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Because he remembered that he had indeed said it.
So he handed the snack plate to Su Zhaoxin and said, "Eat it."
then
Gone in grief alone.
Because he also remembered that he had thought about doing this business on the way to buy rabbits, but at that time he just thought of it as a joke and forgot about it afterwards!
Now let’s take a look at the results.
Regret!
If I knew it was so valuable, I should have sold it.
And looking at the scene outside, it’s a sure win!
The cost is almost zero.
Even if you can't do much, you should pursue the fact that rare things are valuable.
But listening to the high prices being shouted out there, the little money earned is more than enough to start other businesses!
Thought of here
Su Changan thought back to when he was in the palace, he and the empress asked for some money so that he could use it to open a rouge shop.
Although he thought that the rouge application skills of the Great Xia Dynasty were very mature, there was still a lot of room for improvement.
For example, varieties such as "Red and Blue Flower Rouge" and "Rose Cream" are almost non-existent, not to mention other types of nail dyes and eyebrow inks, especially foundation.
Thinking about lead powder, Su Changan felt that it was time to make a foundation made from the fruits of Mirabilis jalapa and Spathiphyllum. There were also many other things that could be made, such as lipsticks and perfumes.
But
The empress refused!
Then Su Changan immediately said: "Definitely make money, and you can make a lot of money."
The Empress still refused: "Selling rouge and those things, you are planning to get in touch with more women, right? And I can't guess what you are after, is it your beloved, a stranger? I told you to leave it alone, got it?!"
Su Changan: "Huh?"
Empress: "I will give you whatever you want, but don't think you have any money. You might go to the brothels or squander it as soon as you have money! So don't even think about having a penny on you! I will tell Yan Ruyu and Master Su later and ask them to keep an eye on you."
Think of this conversation.