Don't worry about traveling through time, she has an all-powerful senior sister to help her

"Why not? The one who forced you in the carpenter's shop last time was his eight-year-old daughter." Miao Sili never looks down on anyone.

He said, "If you don't want to go, that's fine. You don't have to earn this good money anymore."

"I'll go." Cai Yuansheng was very anxious when he thought about the Shen family selling hundreds of bellows in a row, and Lu Ji following suit and selling rocking chairs very well.

Miao Sili nodded in satisfaction, "Hurry up."

After Cai Yuansheng left in a hurry, Miao Sili quickly destroyed the name on the chicken blood seal stone: "A hundred birds in the forest are not as good as a bird in the hand.

I'll exchange you for silver someday." Thinking this, he took out another seal stone that had never been carved before, played with it for a long time, and then reluctantly put it into a brocade bag.

Not long after, he appeared in the second hall of the county magistrate's office...

Shen Lingzhu and the others never imagined that now that they had found one piece of bloodstone, it would be almost impossible to get the other two back.

When they returned to the inn, they didn't see the grandmother, but there were several carpenters who had bought the designs waiting there.

"Master Lu, what are you doing?" Shen Lingzhu looked at them and it didn't seem like there had been any conflict.

The three carpenters looked at each other, and Carpenter Lu spoke on their behalf, "Miss Shen, today we saw the rocking chair and bellows set up by Taoist Master Chen's family in South City.

His family has more styles than ours. I wonder if Miss Shen can draw more pictures for me."

Not all carpenters can draw exquisite drawings, just like many woodblock printing masters are illiterate but can carve books.

"We don't want to take advantage, but please don't be partial, Aunt Shen." Another carpenter said. As soon as his shop made the bamboo rocking chairs, he sold several of them.

At present, some people have placed orders for solid wood chairs, which can make a quick return on investment than selling a few bellows.

“I intentionally staggered the drawings I gave you because I thought they would sell better if others didn’t have them.

If you want all the designs, I can draw them, but you'll be responsible for generating the bids." Shen Miaozhu hoped they would innovate on their own; relying on herself was useless.

I guess they have visited each other's stores and found that none of them imitated each other's products. This is rare.

But charging them twenty taels is more expensive than the prescription. In order to have another chance of cooperation, I have to do a good job in after-sales service.

She said, "I don't have a drawing pen here."

"We have them, and we all agree on the same price without bargaining." Carpenters are not willing to buy several rocking chairs of various shapes from their peers and imitate them. If they have the money, they can go to the person who drew the original design, which is cheaper and more convenient.

"Wait a minute, after I give you the painting, I also have to give a copy to Taoist Chen's family. This is real favoritism." Shen Lingzhu couldn't just do whatever they asked.

He added, "I think it would be better to invite the Taoist priest's family to come and set the price together with you so that it would be more stable."

Among the three carpenters, only Carpenter Lu expressed support, while the other two were reluctant.

She added: “We have selected a total of four of your families in the prefectural city, not more.

This is to ensure that everyone can make money. If the Chen family's drawings are given to you, but yours are still yours, the Chen family will lose twenty taels."

Carpenter Lu: "Miss Shen, would you allow us to discuss this?"

Shen Lingzhu nodded: "Of course, you can do whatever you want."

The carpenters quickly reached a consensus and agreed that the Chen family should participate.

So, Chen Xiaoge met the Shen family twice in one day.

He didn’t mind collaborating with others, but he made a request: “I sell more than just the styles that Miss Shen painted.

Several of these pictures were taken by Taoist Master Chen from Dashuangdian. If Miss Dashen wants to borrow them, she can pay the rent.

Each ticket is worth five cents to one ounce, and must be paid in cash."

"..." Shen Lingzhu stared at him. He was a good businessman and was unwilling to suffer any loss.

Of course, she understood that the other party was actually asking for money from the carpenters.

The carpenters asked, "Is this a painting by Taoist Master Chen himself?"

"Yes, the drawings are still in the Zhenwu Temple. I wonder if anyone can come with me to get them." It's not that Chen Xiaoge didn't want to give it away for free, but he was not brought along when they discussed the price.

Shen Lingzhu took the opportunity to add: "If we need extra money, I hope you can also give us the extra money."

The carpenters were unwilling to pay more for the map, so they placed all their hopes on Shen Miaozhu.

However, Shen Miaozhu said that she only painted what she had painted, and that Master Chen's painting could not move her. Moreover, she could not paint it today and would wait until tomorrow to get it.

One carpenter said, "Then the Chen family's style is unique, which is obviously not fair."

Shen Lingzhu: "So you can buy it with money."

The carpenter continued, "Who can prove that the style of Chen's house was not based on the drawings drawn by Miss Shen?"

"Then please ask Brother Chen to bring the drawing, and then ask you to find a calligraphy and painting master in the city to identify who painted it." Shen Lingzhu doesn't tolerate people who are entangled.

Carpenter Lu quickly tried to smooth things over and said he would come back tomorrow at noon to get the drawings.

As soon as they left, Chen Xiaoge said, "It's useless for you to give them more drawings. They will still have to bid low to buy them in the future.

Moreover, they will invisibly exclude my business.”

“It’s only for this time, and there will be no more.

But I have another really fun chessboard set here that’s suitable for all ages, and you should definitely buy it as an exclusive.”

"One or two."

"what?"

"I'll buy the chessboard pattern for one or two."

"Not for sale." The price was really too low, Shen Lingzhu thought it would be better to make it at home.

Chen Xiaoge said, "Ordinary people don't play chess, so the sales are limited."

"I'll think about it again." She didn't finish thinking about it until she sent Chen Xiaoge away.

The deal was not concluded, but when he discussed wine making with Mr. Geng in the teahouse's private room, he agreed to buy it for fifty taels without hesitation.

Shen Miaozhu didn't like taking advantage of others, so she just said, "If you can't make wine using my recipe, I'll return the money."

"Great!" Old Boss Geng immediately took out a fifty-liang ticket and said, "Can this be exchanged for silver at the Zuixian Liquor Shop in the north of the county town?"

Shen Miaozhu also handed him the wine recipe she had prepared. Old Boss Geng was a connoisseur of wine. He took one look and said, "There's nothing wrong with the recipe. I'll collect some grapes as soon as possible to make the wine.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I am in a hurry to go back and try the brewing, so I will leave first. The private room has been reserved for the next day, you can listen to the story here before leaving."

The old man left without saying anything, leaving his nephew and uncle staring at each other in disbelief.

When there was a startling noise downstairs and the storyteller began to tell the biography of Yue Fei, Shen Lingzhu suddenly thought and whispered something in her senior sister's ear.

The latter thought for a moment and nodded: "That's a way, but I have to ask the storyteller."

"What do you want to know? Do you want a new story?" Huang Zongqi asked.

The two shook their heads, and Shen Lingzhu said, "I just want to ask you, sir, if you would like to buy the book written by my uncle and read it."

"Hehe, stop talking nonsense, your uncle is a writer of great works, how could he write a storybook?" Huang Zongqi glared at the two of them.

Shen Miaozhu asked, "Uncle, what is a great article?"

Huang Zongqi: How should I know?