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Zhou Chang didn't prepare a draft in advance.

But her eyes unconsciously fell on the other person's heart, and suddenly an inspiration came to her.

He shook his head and started to speak: "Alas, young lady, you don't know that during this period, not only young lady can't sleep at night, but I can't sleep at night either. In the middle of the night, I often dream of my first wife who passed away early. In the dream, my first wife complained to me, blaming me for not being considerate enough to her when she was alive, and even not buying her a decent piece of jewelry."

Handan knew that Manager You Er was a widower, so she didn't ask any more questions and just continued listening.

"Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, I feel deeply indebted to her." Zhou Chang tried to look sad. "Yesterday, Miss Handan came back from outside, and I accidentally saw the hairpin on your head. I don't know if I was tempted at that time, thinking that if my first wife was still alive, it would be great to give her one like that."

"In that case, why don't you go to the gold and silver shop and have them make you a nice one? But you don't have to have one that's exactly the same as mine." Handan wasn't fooled at all.

"Alas, I had the same idea, but guess what?" Zhou Chang shook his head mainly to look away. "Last night, my wife appeared in my dream again, and she specifically asked for the one on the girl's head."

"Why is that?" Handan widened her eyes.

"Why..." Zhou Chang began to find it difficult to make sense.

Why, why, why?

Brain racing.

"Ah, hey..." Zhou Chang slapped his thigh, "Although the old saying goes that family disgrace should not be made public, I am willing to sacrifice my reputation now, young lady, please don't laugh at me."

Handan was more interested: "How could I laugh at the Second Shopkeeper? Tell me about it."

Zhou Chang focused on Handan's neck and said, "The girl may not understand the word 'jealousy' despite her peerless beauty. There are few women in the world who are not jealous, and my wife is no exception. There is no need to mention what happened before she died. In my dream yesterday, she even blamed me for looking at the girl a few more times. God can see clearly that although the girl is a beauty, I only looked at her golden hairpin."

"Hehe, so that's how it is." Handan covered her mouth and smiled.

There is no woman who doesn't like to be praised for her beauty. The prettier she is, the easier it is for her to fall for it.

Zhou Chang saw the effect and continued to pretend to be pitiful: "In my dream yesterday, my first wife was not willing to give in. She had another big quarrel with me and threatened that I must buy the golden hairpin and burn it as a proof for her. Otherwise, she would never believe it and would come to my dream every night to settle the score with me."

"The second shopkeeper really loves the late lady." Handan didn't know whether to believe it or not.

"That's right," Zhou Chang closed his eyes and raised his chin, thinking that he was deeply in love, "Otherwise, why did you think I hadn't remarried in all these years?"

"Ah!" This time Handan seemed to really believe it a little.

Everyone in Yaoyuefang knew that You Wan had no children and had not remarried for many years.

During this period, some people naturally took the initiative to introduce each other, but You Zhongyou turned them down for various reasons.

Some people were too curious and asked the reason, but You Zhongyou never gave a convincing explanation.

Unexpectedly, this setting was used by Zhou Chang today, and it makes sense to perform a passionate character.

Handan seemed to believe it to some extent and lowered her head to think deeply.

"So, Miss Handan, even if there is no pill issue today, I still want to ask you for a favor. How much is the golden hairpin? Just name a price, and I will never bargain." Zhou Chang struck while the iron was hot.

"This..." Handan wavered and acted awkwardly, "Dong Lang said at the time that the rubies on it alone cost five hundred taels of silver, and the hairpin itself is also made of pure gold, and it was made by a famous craftsman, so..."

"Eight hundred taels." Zhou Chang made a price that could not be refused.

You Zhongyou was a widower who usually lived and ate in Yaoyuefang. He had very few opportunities to spend money and had saved up a lot of money. Zhou Chang didn't want to save money for him.

"Eight hundred taels is enough," Handan was instantly moved, but then she remembered that she couldn't show it too obviously, "but no matter how much it is worth, this is Dong Lang's kindness, I, I really can't bear to part with it."

Zhou Chang didn't care about the intentions and added another price: "Eight hundred taels, plus ten pills."

In You Zhongyou's memory, no matter how much the pills cost, the minimum price for selling them was one hundred taels of silver.

Don’t think it’s too expensive. Not everyone can buy it. You need to be a customer introduced to Yaoyuefang.

However, ten pills is already the biggest risk Zhou Chang can take.

She had to worry, not knowing how long she would stay in the identity of You Zhongyou, so she couldn't be too risky in her first transaction.

"Well, fine," Handan said reluctantly, "I am really moved by the Second Shopkeeper's deep affection for my late wife."

Zhou Chang was disdainful in his heart, but thanked her on the surface: "Yes, yes, it's what the madam asked for, and I also want to thank the young lady for her help."

It really goes like the saying goes, if you want to do good business, you have to tell a good story.

Afterwards, Zhou Chang went back and took out a five-hundred-tael bill and a three-hundred-tael silver note from under the bed in You Zhongyou's bedroom. He searched through his memory and poured out ten pills called "Yipin Ningxiang" from the warehouse and put them in a small porcelain bottle and gave them to Handan.

Handan put the golden hairpin in a brocade box and gave it to Zhou Chang.

Zhou Chang originally wanted to bring over the light pink cloak that the customer had ordered, but he was afraid of arousing further suspicion, so he had to give up for the time being.

After getting the golden step-shaking ornament, he hurried back to the yard and transmitted it immediately.

"Ding, congratulations, the transaction was successful, and you received a commission of two hundred taels." The viewpoint system informed the proceeds and displayed the information at the same time.

[Level: Lower Ninety-four]

【Commission: 257 taels】

【Order: 87】

"After spending so much effort and eight hundred taels of silver to buy a gold hairpin inlaid with rubies, you only give me a commission of two hundred taels? Is this reasonable?" Zhou Chang didn't know who was cheating whom for a moment.

I couldn't help but think of the look on Handan's face when she came out of her room, as if she had suffered a loss.

Life is like a play, it depends on acting.

Handan is not even twenty years old yet, could she have been deceived like this?

Zhou Chang didn't want to believe it.

Viewpoint System: "I've said it before, the commission cannot be compared with the silver in the plane."

Or was it the devil system that was exploiting her? Zhou Chang had never believed in the system's fluctuating pricing, and didn't know what the standards were.

But she was not in the mood to care about it. After all, the money was precious and it didn't hurt her. But when she saw that there were still eighty-seven orders, she suddenly felt overwhelmed.

This was not a solution. She had to make a big deal and get all the "supplies" at once.

But these "goods" are still worn by other girls, what should we do?

After thinking about it, Zhou Chang came up with a bad idea.

However, for the idea to be feasible, it still needs the approval of the chief and third shopkeepers.

He got up and went to the front to discuss with the two people. After that, he had to concentrate on making careful preparations. Success or failure depended on this one move. "We are not without anything. We are still sick.

There are only a few sick souls among us."