Fan Xian didn't know how to bargain, but in his previous life, when that pretty little nurse often accompanied him, she would tell him that when girls buy clothes, they always bargain from one-third of the price. Fan Xian was not as powerful as the little girl, so he cut off two-fifths of the price.
Who knew that the owner of the store would stare at him, as if he was very tired of the young man's ignorance of the goods, so he closed the box coldly and prepared to take it back to the inner room. In a panic, Fan Xian opened his mouth to call him back, and then discuss the price. Unexpectedly, Wang Qinian, who had been silent by the side, gave Fan Xian a wink. Fan Xian followed him out suspiciously.
"It's only worth four hundred taels." Wang Qinian respectfully said to him, "My lord, wait for me to ask." After saying this, he re-entered the store without a signboard, and after a while, he came out again, but his hand was already dead. After buying an extremely verdant snuff bottle, he took the four hundred taels of silver note from Fan Xian and handed it to the earthy-faced boss behind him.
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After getting into the carriage, Fan Xian said softly, "Don't rely on your official power to bully good people." He touched the snuff bottle in his belt, and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "But it's good to bully such profiteers once in a while." .”
Wang Qinian smiled slightly, the wrinkles on his eyes bloomed like chrysanthemums, after all he was in his forties. He explained lightly: "It's not considered a profiteer, but the price he charged for this snuff bottle was only three hundred taels at most, and we gave four hundred taels, which is not considered bullying him."
"Oh?" Fan Xian looked at Wang Qinian in surprise, "Could it be that Mr. Wang is very proficient in antique toys, otherwise how could he see the real price at a glance? You must know that there are so many people in this business."
Wang Qinian smiled again, and said, "Maybe your lord has forgotten what kind of livelihood the lower official did before he was admitted to the hospital?"
Fan Xian suddenly realized, laughed and said, "So when you were a lone thief, you actually learned this knowledge by the way."
Wang Qinian responded in embarrassment: "I was alone in those small vassal states, and I didn't dare to ask for help, so naturally I had to sharpen my eyes." With such an expert in the antique world, it's no wonder he was able to Such an easy way to cut down the price of the snuff bottle.
Back at the gate of Fan Mansion, Wang Qinian's team withdrew and handed over to Fan Mansion's own protection force. At this moment, the screen fan that Fan Xian had ordered from another store arrived at the gate, and the servants rushed in to pick it up, but when the account was finally handed over, the cashier said to Fan Xian with some heartache: " Although this fan is good, it's too expensive, the young master bought five at once, and it's hard for me to pay the second wife."
Mrs. Liu just happened to walk into the account room at this moment, and after listening to the account manager's words, she glanced at Fan Xian with a half-smile, nodded and said, "Enter the account."
Fan Xian smiled slightly, and greeted his aunt, "Hello, aunt." The current situation of the two is too awkward to talk about being close, and their hatred has not yet had a chance to explode into hostility. Fan Xian was a little puzzled about something, and asked with a frown, "Auntie, I see that this house is used to cool off, and it's most comfortable to put it in the hall, but why don't I usually see it used for it?"
Mrs. Liu shook her head with a smile and said, "You will understand this matter better than anyone else in the future. It's not that the price charged by that shop is too high, and no one is willing to buy it. Summer is only a few days, even if you dig an ice cellar, it will be cheaper than buying it." That fan is not much more expensive."
Fan Xian was quick-witted and understood right away: "Is this... a business from the internal treasury?" Mrs. Liu nodded, and Fan Xian sighed, "How is it possible that the price is so expensive? As far as this craft is concerned, any vendor can learn it." Go, why is there no other house selling it?"
Mrs. Liu said with a smile: "Although no one said it publicly, everyone knows that this is a business that the emperor sold to enrich the internal treasury. Who would dare to imitate it? Just let the Overwatch Council assign a name to you, and you will be imprisoned and exiled." charges."
Fan Xian shook his head, feeling very wrong. Liu asked curiously, "Why did you buy five at once?"
Fan Xian explained softly: "One is for the flower hall, one is for the father and aunt's room, and the other three are for giving away, one for Prince Jing's mansion, and one for the prime minister's mansion... The Duke's Mansion."
The Liu family's natal family is also a big family in Beijing, and within three generations there was a Duke of the State, so whenever the Fan Mansion mentioned the Duke's Mansion, it meant the Liu family - the Duke of Hongyi, Liu Heng.
Liu Shi was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect that this beautiful young man would be so thoughtful, and she didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to show her favor to her. She didn't know how to respond for a while, so she smiled a little absent-mindedly, and left accountant.
In fact, it was only after Fan Xian saw the Liu family that he occasionally thought that he should change his relationship with the Liu family. If he wanted Fan Sizhe to stand firmly on his side in the future and avoid the family fights that he disliked very much, then he had to make sure that Liu would not do again... things that the two sides could not relax.
Xiaoen Xiaohui, Xiaogong and Xiaojing naturally can't achieve this effect, so we have to take it step by step. Fan Xian has this confidence. Liu's heart is divided into three pieces, one piece belongs to Sinanbo Fan Jian, and one piece belongs to Fan Sizhe, as long as the interests of each other can coexist and expand, the Liu family should not have too many opinions. As for the assassination at the age of twelve, Fan Xian frowned and forcibly controlled his mind, convincing himself that the queen and princess were his real opponents.
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In the prime minister's mansion, Lin Ruofu gently stroked the snuff bottle in his hand, and said softly, "This is polished from the best emeralds, and the stopper is placed in a clever place, but although it uses inner painting, the painting is good, but it seems a bit redundant. .”
Yuan Hongdao was listening, knowing that the prime minister meant something, he said with a smile: "The new son-in-law pays respects to his father-in-law and brings some gifts, which is what he should have meant."
Lin Ruofu smiled slightly, stood up, and opened the scroll in front of the table with one hand. It turned out to be a painting, which also showed an old man fishing alone by the river. One piece, next to the painting is a poem.
"Birds fly away in a thousand mountains, and people disappear in thousands of paths. A lone boat and hat man, fishing in the cold river and snow alone." Lin Ruofu softly recited the poem on the painting, and sighed: "Although the painting is ordinary, the calligraphy is not surprising, but this poem is really good. That's right, I've always heard that Fan Xian has a famous poem, and it's true, but with such a poem, do you still think he just brought the meaning that should be between Weng and son-in-law?"
Yuan Hongdao smiled wryly, thinking that Mr. Fan was really inexplicable. He knew that the old man had lost his son not long ago and his mood was still not calmed down, but he sent such a sad poem and painting. Look here." His finger pointed to a place in the painting.
There is a little bit of white ink left, just beside the mountain peak, on the side of the cliff, two very thin light ink lines can be faintly seen in the snow, branching like fluttering, like a wisp of grass trying to get out of the snow. Straighten up.
"This is… ?"
"This is a little bit of green on the snowy cliffs of the Hanjiang River." Yuan Hongdao explained with a smile.
Lin Ruofu looked at the extremely hard-to-find grass on the painting, his face gradually softened, and he said softly, "It seems that even you like this young man named Fan Xian very much."
Yuan Hongdao didn't shy away from anything, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fan has a good family background, good talents and learning, and an excellent temperament."
"In your opinion, he looks like a perfect man." Lin Ruofu smiled and shook his head, "If Chen'er can be happy marrying him, then that's fine." Suddenly he lowered his voice and said: "It's just that matter , can you really confirm?"
Yuan Hongdao replied seriously: "The matter at the foot of Cangshan Mountain has been confirmed. I heard that Fei Jie is currently negotiating with Dongyi City."
"Hmm." Lin Ruofu half-closed his eyes and said, "I think so too. In fact, I don't care about Fan Xian's talent and education, I only care about his temperament and methods. As long as he has a good temperament and ruthless methods, he will be able to protect me after I die in the future." It is good to live in our Lin family and protect my only pair of children."
After Lin Gong's death, the Prime Minister was actually a little disheartened. The eldest son was a fool, but his daughter had not seen each other for many years, but he still had to think about the officials who depended on him and the people who depended on him, so Lin Wan'er What kind of person to marry is the top priority of his current consideration.
"How's it going outside?" Lin Ruofu said softly.
"Very good, better than what your lord and I imagined."
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"Why is the sky blue?"
"Because the sea is blue."
"Why is the sea blue?"
"Because when the light enters the sea water, it turns blue... Well, don't listen to me, I don't have much research on these things, it's basically nonsense."
"Why is the water in the pool clear and not blue?"
"Because the water in the pool is shallow."
"ah?"
"Huh?" In the garden, Lin Wan'er's eldest brother sat on a rattan chair, his fat body almost filling up the entire chair, and asked Fan Xian curiously. His eyes were full of innocent and harmless children , but the eyes occasionally show a bit dull.
Fan Xian knew that the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion seemed to be in poor health, but before he came, he never thought that Wan'er's elder brother was actually a dementia. For some unknown reason, the prime minister did not receive him for a long time. I stayed in the back garden, but happened to run into my brother-in-law, so I had to chat casually with him. He smiled and thought to himself, wondering if this fat, demented child would occasionally get angry and beat himself up.
"What's your name?" Fan Xian smiled and looked at his bewildered brother-in-law. After chatting for a while, he found that the other party was actually just a little slow in responding, like a child of a few years old. Accountant Mr. Fan Sizhe is cute.
The uncle's mouth was flattened, his chubby cheeks became rounder, and two lines of flesh were wrinkled on both sides of his lips: "My name is Dabao, and my brother's name is Erbao. Erbao hasn't been at home for a long time."
Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat, thinking of the dead Lin Gong, and in an instant, looking at the silly brother-in-law in front of him, he didn't know what to say.