Transformed into a furry person, I am doing public relations in the Northern Song Dynasty

"Silly brother, why waste time? Your leg needs treatment, and so do my eyes. It is our blessing to meet Madam Liu, and we must repay her."

Pu Langjun didn't say anything more. He just put his sister's hand on his head, nodded seriously, and then wrote four words on the palm of his sister's hand.

"Thank you, Bamboo Spot."

Madam Pu smiled and said, "Yes! We have to thank our little Bamboo Cat. This cat has never had a good life with us. He is a troublemaker. If it weren't for Bamboo Cat, we wouldn't have such a good life."

The brother and sister returned home happily. Liu Yunqing was not idle either. He quickly took the box and went to the paper mill.

There were many talented people who went to the Xinghua Poetry Meeting, but they were not allowed to take a copy of all the incense papers with them, as that would be too obvious as a sales pitch.

Therefore, I will just offer two suitable ones under the pretext of expressing my gratitude to Mr. Zhao.

When Ning Shiyin saw the two boxes, she sighed a lot. If the business was good in the future, she could just ask Pu Niangzi and her sister to make these boxes, and they wouldn't have to stay in her shabby house.

"Yes, that's what I thought."

Liu Yunqing responded, "We can't do without this box when selling paper. Later, I'll introduce the Chunhe Teahouse to Madam Pu, and we'll have another source of income."

"It's not that I'm too kind, I just feel that we can't bury her. After all, we won't suffer any loss, and Madam Pu will also benefit. This is called mutual benefit, and the business will naturally last long."

Ning Shiyin also agreed very much.

"That's right. Right now, you are helping them. Who can predict what will happen in the future? If you make good connections, you will have more business opportunities. How we ladies make a living in business depends on helping each other."

"If there is a Young Ladies' Chamber of Commerce in the future, I will definitely recommend you to be the head of the chamber, and Madam Du and the others will definitely support you!"

Liu Yunqing couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "It's not good for my sister to praise me like this. I'm so proud of it. After all, I'm happy to do business with my sisters. That's enough!"

Ning Shiyin also laughed, and in her heart she admired this sister who was a few years younger than her very much. However, they all had their own things to do, so they didn't say much.

"I can't follow you tomorrow, so it's up to you!"

"Don't worry, sister. I will not let our efforts in recent days go to waste. Just wait and see. This incense paper business will make us a lot of money! It will be enough for sister to buy a grand wedding for Baoer in the future!"

Ning Shiyin didn't dare to think about whether she could afford to prepare a ten-mile red wedding for her daughter, but she absolutely believed in Liu Yunqing's ability.

Ever since this young lady got involved in business and was no longer suppressed by her father, she started to plan for herself. There is nothing she wants to do that she cannot accomplish!

The next day, Liu Yunqing got up early, dressed simply as usual, and took Yuping to Xinglin on the outskirts of the city.

Since the weather got warmer in spring, Xinglin has been bustling all day long. Talented men would invite each other to hold poetry readings, or young ladies would come here for an outing. Not only is this place close to the water and has beautiful scenery, there is also a spacious, unobstructed lawn in the middle.

It is specially used for people to play Cuju.

Nowadays, no matter old or young, young or old, men or women, everyone likes to play Cuju and watch Cuju. Not to mention those outside, there are more than 20 to 30 Cuju clubs of all sizes in the city of Bianjing alone.

Every year during the Dragon Boat Festival or after the wheat harvest, the Cuju Club of Bian Jing would hold the largest Cuju competition here.

At that time, high and low stands were set up around, and the common people would call their friends, and officials who had their holidays would also come together. They could find a good seat by paying a few cents.

In the middle, people selling drinks, fruits, snacks and preserved fruits... all kinds of small vendors and errand runners gathered here, making it even more lively than a market.

During the intermission, the audience's eyes were not idle either, as the girls from the Little Sweet Water Alley played and sang, and the artists called Guozi also came out in full force...

The event lasted for several days, and those who wanted to get a good seat had to come overnight. Liu Yunqing came here twice when she was a child with her mother, but she was too small and could never squeeze in. However, just listening to the excitement was enough to make her happy.

As soon as she arrived here, Liu Yunqing couldn't help but smile, remembering that once she almost got lost from her mother, and it was a kind aunt selling candy cakes who took her in.

She was feeling wronged and afraid but still able to eat, so while she was waiting for A'niang to bring people to look for her, she ate six cakes in one breath. A'niang was originally very anxious, but when she found her, she couldn't help teasing her.

"I should have sold you to the aunt who makes candy cakes. How come you are so greedy?"

Liu Yunqing told Yuping this funny story, and the little girl also laughed out loud.

"You are such a powerful person, I never knew you were so carefree when you were little."

"Who says it's not?" Liu Yunqing himself sighed.

"You and Yu'an must have never participated in such a grand event. After the festival, I will bring you here to play. We will come here after dinner to take a good seat. You can relax and have fun!"

No matter how steady Yu Ping was, he was just a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. How could he not be happy when he heard that? He smiled and responded.

The master and servant chatted and laughed all the way, and soon they arrived at the place. The Apricot Blossom Poetry Meeting was held deep in the apricot forest, beside a stream.

You can't take the car any further in, so the two of them got off and walked along the path into the apricot forest, one after the other.

There were a group of young men dressed as scholars in front and behind. Listening to their excited discussions, during which they mentioned Mr. Zhao, Liu Yunqing knew that he had come to the right place.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour or two, the road ahead suddenly became clear.

There was a large area of several dozen feet in radius, where talented scholars gathered in groups of three or four to greet each other. Some of them probably came early, and were now discussing a topic raised by the teacher.

Liu Yunqing looked around and found a few familiar faces. Most of them had been to the store before and greeted Madam Liu warmly when they saw her.

After passing through layers of people, Liu Yunqing finally saw Mr. Zhao who was surrounded by people.

He was not late, nor did he show any arrogance, and his clothing was not much different from that of the other talented scholars. However, his every move and gesture exuded an air of dignity and nobility that could not be ignored.

The students knew that he was very talented, and some of those who admired him did not dare to confront him. It was already a commendable courage for them to take out their own articles and ask Mr. Zhao to comment on them.

Mr. Zhao lowered his eyelashes and looked over carefully. As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was as sweet as orchid and cold. He just praised her with one word and the other's face turned red.

"...Since the official has said it's a good idea, I'll write an article like this in the autumn exam, and I think I'll have peace of mind."

Zhao Chengyan smiled slightly, handed the article back to the person, and said slowly.

"Zihuan's writing is gorgeous, like the endless flow of a river, which makes people feel happy when reading it. However, among the four items of poetry, prose, essays, strategies, calligraphy and calligraphy, the examiners still focus on essays and strategies, which are the most practical."