I took my game account back to ancient times to do business

Prime Minister's House.

After breakfast, Mrs. Wei, surrounded by the female relatives of the prime minister's mansion, went for a walk in the huge garden to rest.All the people sat down in the flower hall, and some servants came to report in a hurry with flattering faces.

"Ma'am~" The maid got her consent before entering the flower hall and bowing to everyone, "A young woman who sells jewelry came outside, she said she made it at home, and the servant girl looked good, so I came here to ask, Madam, would you like to let me go?" She comes in?"

A woman dressed as a concubine snorted disdainfully: "Is there any good jewelry in our house? Do we want to buy it from these small merchants? Wouldn't it be a joke to spread the word!"

The other ladies also followed suit.

The servant woman argued: "The servant girl thought so too, but she showed the servant girl that those hairpin hairpins are really strange and exquisite, and I have never seen them outside before!"

Mrs. Wei nodded: "Let her in."

"Yes."

The servant stepped back.

Not long after, a plainly dressed woman walked over from the Moon Shadow Gate with a dowry cabinet on her back.

The woman walked into the flower hall, saluted all the women, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "The women of the people have seen my wife, ladies and gentlemen."

Who is this not Yun Xuemei?

It's just that she's dressed up now.She is wearing an ordinary Gebu round-neck gown today, and the material used to wrap her hair in a bun is exquisite.Her face was covered with thick makeup, and she tried her best to portray her facial features as mediocre. At first glance, she really looked like an ordinary market woman from a slightly better family.

Mrs. Wei sat on the chair, leaned against the back of the chair, stretched her head forward, and asked her, "What's your last name, and where are you from?"

Yun Xuemei politely revealed the false identity she made up for herself: "The surname of the civilian woman is Tang, she is from the middle of Sichuan, and she has made jewelry for generations for a living. Come to Luoyang with her husband to live."

"I see. Then you open the jewelry you sell and show us."

"Yes."

Yun Xuemei put down the box she was carrying as she said, and opened it lightly.

"Wow--"

The young women present covered their mouths one after another, so as not to lose their composure and scream.However, every woman's eyes showed envy, staring at these beautiful hairpins one by one, unable to put it down.

In Yun Xuemei's box, there are all kinds of hairpins such as folded hairpins, half-moon combs, flower tine hairpins, etc.But different from the popular styles nowadays, these hairpins are decorated with the carving techniques of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, which are far superior to the level of the Tang Dynasty in terms of hollowing out, pattern engraving, treasure inlaying, and emerald emerald technology.

Lifelike phoenix title tassels, ingenious golden silk pavilions, gem-studded flowers and trees are colorful...

"Is this Diancui? It's so beautiful!" An aunt held a Diancui hairpin, looking left and right and couldn't put it down.

Another aunt was also amazed: "It looks much better than the Diancui sold in the market. Look, this velvet texture, the color is different from different angles under the sun!"

Mrs. Wei also holds a Cuifeng hairpin in her hand. This style is more dignified and a little old-fashioned, but she is over fifty this year, and those fancy and delicate jewelry are not suitable for her. This one is just right.

She asked with interest: "How did you do it?"

Yun Xuemei replied: "Ladies and gentlemen, this jewelry is indeed Diancui craftsmanship, but the feathers used are not kingfisher feathers, but peacock feathers."

"Peacock feather?"

"Yes. There are many blue peacocks in the middle of Sichuan. The feathers on their necks are like velvet, and they are very blue. When the folk girls were in the middle of Sichuan in the early years, they also raised peacocks at home, and they saved a lot of feathers."

"No wonder."

These women grew up in Chang'an, never traveled far, never seen what a living peacock looks like, at most they only saw paintings!But after seeing these beautiful and bright jewelry, I can imagine it.

A young girl from the younger generation said regretfully: "But it sounds like it is not as precious as the real Diancui. The Diancui jewelry made of real kingfisher feathers has always been popular in Chang'an."

The aunt flattered her and said, "Our family is very rich now, why should we follow the fashion like those small families?"

Mrs. Wei nodded in satisfaction, and did not quite agree with this sentence: "This statement is not good! Although this peacock feather is common in Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and Shu, it is still comparable to a tribute in the palace in Luoyang, Chang'an. In the past, Princess Anle had white bird feathers. They are woven into skirts, the most valuable of which is peacock feathers!"

The little lady of the Li family said repeatedly: "Speaking of which, mother, don't you have a green coat made of peacock hair? It seems that it was rewarded by the concubine Hui back then."

"The emerald fur is made of peacock tail feathers, but this hairpin is made of peacock feathers." Mrs. Wei looked at Yun Xuemei with bright eyes, "How much do you sell these hairpins for?"

Yun Xuemei reported the number, which was twice as expensive as the most expensive jewelry on the market.

Unexpectedly, the Li family didn't even blink their eyes, and kept saying that only such a price was worthy of the status of the Li family. They settled the cash on the spot and kept all the jewelry.

The little lady of the Li family happily put her favorite tassel hairpin on her head, and said: "At night, I will go to the Luo River with my sisters to watch the river lanterns. I will wear this and let them envy them!"

Yun Xuemei smiled flatteringly and said: "Then, I would like to ask you, little lady, to give some kind words to the Minnv. These few days, the Minnv is taking advantage of the peony season and everyone is here to enjoy the flowers, and she wants to visit a few more houses."

Miss Li's eyes widened: "What? Are you going to sell it to other people? No, no! You have made new jewelry and are only allowed to sell it to our family!"

Mrs. Wei didn't like the pettiness of this concubine, so she gave her a displeased look: "Fourteenth mother!"

Yun Xuemei hurriedly flattered: "Think about it! You are the first to wear this kind of jewelry, and the little lady who wears these jewelry later on is following your style. Aren't you the fashion model among noble girls? What's more, not all families are as rich as the Prime Minister's Mansion, and at the price of these jewelry, some ladies can't afford to be like you."

After thinking about it, the little lady of the Li family felt that what she said was right, so she nodded and reluctantly agreed.

Yun Xuemei was invited down to have a bowl of tea, and left the Prime Minister's residence after a while.

Back in Jiefu, she came to the washbasin, poured hot water to wash her face.

Today's event can be regarded as a good start.

She wanted to find fault with Mrs. Xue's third wife, but she couldn't just go to Xue's mansion in a daze from the very beginning. This would be too purposeful, otherwise a strange businessman would come to the mansion at the front foot, and something would happen to the mansion at the back foot. , which is too obvious and easy to be linked.

Yun Xuemei planned to go to all these powerful families in Luoyang in the next few days, including Xue's family, so that it would not appear that she came to Xue's house on purpose, and after she finished her work, no one would This little lady who sells jewelry will not be associated with it.

While wiping her face with a wet towel, she thought about her plan over and over again, and the corners of her lips curled up involuntarily, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

At the same time, Qiao Yun and Wang Jinzhi were on their way to Xue's residence in a carriage.

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