Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife

Chapter 129: publicity effect

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Not long after, both test papers were corrected.

Yun Tingruo took the tea and took a sip, her eyes passing through the door curtain.

The eyes of the young girl were as deep and distant as the stars in the sky.

Keep calm!

Outside the door curtain, Wu Mo was stunned. She didn't expect Yun Tingruo to wake up so early.

She rolled her eyes, then calmly opened the curtain and walked in.

When he saw Yun Tingruo, he exclaimed: "Miss, you woke up so early."

Yun Tingruo's dark eyes were like stagnant water that had never wavered for thousands of years. He silently took a book and put it on the test paper.

Wu Mo saw that Yun Tingruo ignored her and got used to it.

She bent down slightly and said, "Miss, I'm going to fetch water right now."

Leave the inner room quickly.

Yun Tingruo raised his eyelids, and a hint of understanding flashed through his eyes.

****

When Dong'er came back, she heard a noise in the inner room and quickly opened the curtain and walked in.

He saw Wu Mo waiting for the young lady to wash up.

There was nothing wrong.

Dong'er naturally stepped forward and smiled honestly. : "Wu Mo, you wait for the lady, I will cook."

Wu Mo was a little shocked when she heard what Dong'er said. In the past, whenever she and Lu Yi served the young lady, Dong'er would send her away.

Why are you so easy-going today

But I still felt like I should respond: "Okay."

Yun Tingruo listened to the conversation between the two and nodded slightly.

Yes, Dong'er's mood is basically stable now.

And he also knows how to make progress by retreating.

This subtle movement showed some appreciation. Although Dong'er was happy in her heart, she still looked like a maid on the surface.

After breakfast, Yun Tingruo took Dong'er and they walked out of the courtyard as usual.

Wu Mo has long been accustomed to the life of a master and a servant.

After breakfast, I must go for a walk in the garden.

She followed him for several days and found nothing unusual, so Wu Mo had no intention of following him today.

In a yard, Dong'er looked back, leaned close to Yun Tingruo's ear, and whispered, "Miss, she didn't follow."

"Let's go!" Yun Tingruo didn't waste any time, her figure flashed neatly, and she was not taking the garden path.

But the path out of the house.

*****

The sun is high in July, and even the wind is extremely dry.

The figures, one large and one small, were dressed in ordinary clothes and had simple hair accessories. They looked like children from a farmer's family.

As soon as the two of them walked into Shengbaozhai, they were spotted by the sharp-eyed shopkeeper.

"Oh, little girl, you are here."

Fukang put down the abacus in his hand and came forward with a smile.

Yun Tingruo smiled and said in a calm tone: "Sorry, I was delayed by some trivial matters."

She always remembered the hairpin transaction.

Because of Di Minglie's incident, she had to wait for the news to pass before coming out.

"It's okay, it's just a matter of waiting a few more days," the room said. Fukang smiled heartily.

The three of them walked into the room, and tea was quickly served.

"Shopkeeper Fu, I'm here to see the hairpins."

If Yun Tingruo didn't waste time, he would get straight to the point.

"Since the little girl is so generous, I won't talk nonsense. You two will wait a moment."

Fukang stood up and went to get the hairpin himself.

After a while, he held a plate in his hand, with three hairpins of different colors and patterns placed on it.

"Look, little girl, this is what you made according to your drawings."

Fukang's tone was filled with excitement. As soon as the hairpin was finished, he exclaimed that it was wonderful.

This kind of hairpin is convenient, it can clamp the hair with just one click and release, and it has a unique style. He can guarantee that this hairpin will be a best-seller once it is put on the market.

Yun Tingruo took a light blue hairpin and looked at it, then curled her lips and said, "Not bad, it seems that Shopkeeper Fu also paid attention to it."

The pattern on this hairpin is edged with gold wire, which adds a lot of luxury to the hairpin.

"What the hell, it's the little girl's drawing." Fukang didn't dare to look down on the little girl now.

At such a young age, he speaks impeccably, and his face is calm and unflustered, which is not simple at first glance.

"Shopkeeper Fu, when do you plan to start selling this hairpin?"

Fukang rubbed his hands, his eyes were as shrewd as a businessman: "What do you think, little girl?"

"Shop Manager Fu, you can call me Yun Ruo."

Yun Tingruo did not directly answer Fukang's words.

The surname was Yun. Fukang was stunned. The surname Yun was not a common surname in Feng Country, but there were also famous nobles.

The little girl in front of me is less than ten years old, and there are many people of that age in this wealthy Yun family.

Maybe he was overthinking, how could this rich lady show up for such a small amount of money

This person with the surname of Emperor is not necessarily from the royal family.

Thinking of this, Fukang's eyebrows curved: "Miss Yunruo, now that this hairpin is ready, I plan to sell it as soon as possible."

"No!" Yun Tingruo said one word without hesitation, his expression indifferent and lazy.

Fukang and Dong'er were both stunned and looked at her.

"Although this hairpin is new, it depends on whether everyone can accept it. If too many are made now, no one will buy it by then, and it will be a loss."

"This——" Fukang's face turned stiff. His body and mind were completely attracted by the hairpin, and he completely ignored the most common problem in this business.

This hairpin is good, but it is useless for him to say yes alone.

It is good to be liked and recognized by the people.

Fukang frowned, touched his chin and looked at Yun Tingruo: "I wonder what Miss Yunruo thinks?"

"How many hairpins have you made now?"

"Fifty."

"Then these fifty will be used as gifts."

"Gift." Fukang was confused. This hairpin was a new thing, how could it be used as a gift.

"If you don't want to give up your child, you can't trap the wolf. You can spread the news. Any buyer who spends ten silver coins in Shengbaozhai on a certain day can get a mysterious gift."

"Flyers!" Fukang was a little dizzy, feeling like his brain was running out of energy.

Yun Tingruo's eyebrows narrowed. This squint was extremely sharp: "I would like to ask, if there is a shortage of people in the store, how do you recruit people, Shopkeeper Fu?"

"Of course there is a sign recruiting workers at the door."

"What I'm talking about is to get hundreds of stickers, not to put them on the walls, but to distribute them into people's hands."

Fukang suddenly realized: "That's how it was originally."

"This is the publicity effect." Yun Tingruo is very patient. At present, she is short of money, very short!

Dong'er glanced at the young lady in a daze, but she didn't expect that the young lady knew so much about business.

There’s nothing else that a young lady can’t do!

"Bring paper and pen." Yun Tingruo raised her eyebrows slightly.

Although Fukang didn't understand what he was going to do, he still asked someone to bring him pen and ink immediately.

I saw Yun Tingruo holding a brush, thinking for a few seconds, and then quickly wrote on the rice paper.

The handwriting is slanted and looks childish and messy, but it can still be read clearly.

Dong'er sighed, the lady's handwriting was not like this at all.

Fukang also frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the handwriting of the little girl he didn't see would be so bad, but he was relieved.

Judging from the handwriting, the little girl definitely does not belong to a big family.