Nie Yunzhu and Yuan Jin'er were indeed here to sell preserved eggs.
It has only been a few days since Yuan Jin'er jumped out of the Jinfeng Tower, and now the inside story of her disappearance from the Jinfeng Tower is still spreading wildly outside, and the Jinfeng Tower's mother Yang is also angry now. However, Yuan Jin'er herself is a restless character, she took all the money she had on hand and invested in shares, and planned to follow Nie Yunzhu out to do some business and enjoy the feeling of being a strong woman.
But in fact, this business is a relationship that existed before. Yuan Jin'er and Yan Cui Lou's mother Chen knew each other and took Nie Yunzhu over to open up the market. Compared with the scale and income of Yancuilou, the business of selling Songhua Eggs is a trivial matter in itself. Since it is an acquaintance, it is easy to talk about it, but some other incidental things are more troublesome.
"...What did you say just now, who doesn't know about Yang Xiuhong's temperament. You crazy girl, you don't know happiness in the midst of happiness, Songhuadan is just a trivial matter, you should go back to Jin'er and apologize to her. Take it softly, it hurts people after a long time, that woman with a knife and a tofu heart, sigh... Then again, I don't care what the girl below will do after the redemption, but it's really a headache for you..."
Walking into the room, then mother Chen sat in front of the bronze mirror and started to touch up her makeup. She continued to ramble on and on. Of course, she was familiar with Yuan Jin'er in the past, so she talked casually. Jin'er narrowed his eyes.
"I know, I know, the nagging chick is incredible, and people's ugly words are disgusting, don't you know!"
"Hoo, that's how you come to do business!"
"That's the attitude."
Chen's mother is in her thirties, but she is beautiful. She has only taken over the business of Yancuilou for a few years. There is an official "godfather" behind her backing, and her temper is quite straightforward. At this moment, Yuan Jin'er and Yuan Jin'er were staring at each other in a tit-for-tat match. Nie Yunzhu smiled bitterly and intervened: "Alright, alright, alright, the two of you."
"Hmph, if it wasn't for Yunzhu standing in the middle, I would have torn your mouth off today."
"Come and tear." Yuan Jin'er stuck out her tongue, then turned her head and asked, "By the way, what happened outside just now?"
"What else is going on? The Xue family from the opening of the cloth line is against the Su family from the opening of the cloth line. They are enemies. But the people who came here today are really amazing, Liu Qingdi, Li Pin, and the most low-key one. Ning Liheng, who has never been to a brothel, haha, if he can write a poem in Yancuilou today, then Yancuilou will be famous... By the way, I heard that you are very familiar with that Liu Qingdi, why is he? Sample?"
Jin'er blinked: "He wrote poems casually, and he wrote them well. Li Pin also wrote poems often. As for that Ning Liheng..." She looked at Nie Yunzhu, "There is no hope for that."
Mother Chen shrugged as she put some powder on her face: "Whatever, it's good to have the poems of Liu Qingdi and Li Dexin. As for Ning Liheng, tomorrow will be announced that he will come to my Yancuilou tonight to join us. The matter... Later, I have to tell Asia and the others to perform well, to make the atmosphere a little hotter, it's best to make some anger, so that Ning Yi can't help it... "
"Deception."
"What's the trick? Your mother Yang didn't do it this way. You didn't have your mother Yang to play tricks in the middle when you were so many times when those great talents were jealous for you?"
"I'm very elegant."
"One yellow-haired girl."
The two continued to face each other in the room. This kind of room used a bronze mirror, and the image inside was not very clear. When Chen's mother narrowed her eyes to trace the eyebrow line, Yuan Jin'er impatiently went over and took the pen. Helping to draw, but verbally, the two of them are still at odds with each other. Nie Yunzhu listened with a smile from the back, and said at this time, "If Ning Yi really writes poetry to cheer, will Asia go up?"
Mother Chen was silent for a moment, and then looked over with a chuckle: "It's not that simple. To cheer, it depends on how much money you have."
"I'm afraid the Su family won't be stingy with money."
"If that's the case, it's me who's in trouble..." Mama Chen chuckled softly.
"What's wrong?"
"Yunzhu, you don't know, Axia and Xue Yan of the Xue family have had an affair for a long time, and this time Liu Qingdi is there. Ruosu's family is just a good poem, plus money. We naturally It means that Axia prefers the support of the Xue family. If you add that Ning Liheng, the weight will be different. But Axia is the pillar of our Yancui Building, so it is not easy to force her to overthrow Xue at this time. For your son's face, isn't this a bad guy's marriage..."
Mother Chen sighed: "But then again, if even the first talented person in the Su family wrote poems for her, she would still toast the glass of wine to Xue Yan, and spread it out in the future, what would people say about me Yan Cui? Lou, how do you say Axia? Saying that she doesn't know how to lift things up, and she is willing to put on airs, it will be troublesome... Of course, if Liu Qingdi can write an excellent poem, it will overwhelm Li Pin and Li Pin and Ning Yi's poems are just like when Ning Yi wrote those two poems, so there's no problem... Yunzhu, your poems are the best, do you think it's possible?"
Yunzhu thought about it, then wrinkled her nose slightly, and shook her head very firmly although the amplitude was small: "Of course not." It could be seen that she even felt that the process of thinking was a little redundant.
"Isn't that right?" Chen's mother finished her makeup and got up to go out. "Fortunately, Ning Liheng doesn't usually write poetry. Well, I'll go out first. The two of you... just do whatever you want, if you have any familiar sisters, just do it. Looking for a reminiscence, but don't take me away, Yunzhu, I understand what you think, but a woman... This is her life, in short, it's better to be a young grandmother... "
"Too much..." Yuan Jin'er muttered.
"Okay! I'm so ugly, don't say it! Damn yellow-haired girl... It's you, you are so familiar with that Liu Qingdi, he is outside, don't you plan to go out to meet?"
"No! Unfamiliar!"
"Then hide yourself..."
After Mama Chen finished speaking, she shook her head and went out. Yuan Jin'er quietly opened the window and looked at it. There was a noisy scene in the hall...
In Yancui Building, in fact, most of the people entering and leaving have some business background. Businessmen from good families like to come here to walk and play. Not only the programs in the hall are good, but also in the inner hall, the services of the girls are also caring enough. In fact, all aspects are already in place here, but the brand and reputation are not enough.
Jiang Ning seems to be very big, but the circle on the upper floor is actually not wide. The businessmen who often come to Yancui Building know more or less. At this time, there are many people in the hall greeting each other, watching on the second floor. From time to time, people would stop by and chat in the corridors of the performance boxes. All kinds of snacks and dishes have been placed, and there are also girls who come to accompany you to drink and sit. Soon after, the lights dimmed, the various performances on the stage below began to unfold, and the sound in the hall gradually became quieter.
This performance of Yancuilou is actually in a similar pattern to that of the Oiran Competition. The best girls in the building are preparing for a small party-style performance, each performing two performances, and then naturally there are various cheers. The girls will also choose their favorite people to accompany them according to everyone's support. This is not only to accompany the banquet tonight, but there will also be a priority reception in the future.
This kind of bidding-like model is actually a good business model. Of course, the girls who perform must have a good art industry themselves. For men, what they want is probably fun and face. The Su family upstairs and the Xue family downstairs both came a lot today, and three great talents were present, which was their home court. In addition, there were two or three bosses who were not inferior to Xue and Su, but today is like this. scene, may not fight to the end.
The music sounded leisurely in the building, and the dance atmosphere that matched it was really good. Upstairs and downstairs, people occasionally greeted each other, and some people walked with each other, talking about business or such performances, and it seemed that some people were discussing the gossip that the Xue family and the Su family were going to compete for the Lu Xia escort seat tonight.
Lu Xia's first round of performance was a dance, she came out in fifth place, she was in a relatively charming and charming style, dressed in a Tang Dynasty palace dress, Xia's eyes wandered as she danced, and the hints in her eyes and body were heartwarming. Jing shakes. This kind of dance between Nie Yunzhu and Yuan Jiner may be too straightforward, but in this performance, it is truly unique. After the performance, Liu Qingdi immediately presented a poem, which was read out on the stage: "Flowers and shadows come to chaotic jade screens..."
"Li Pin is also writing a poem on it..." The level of the whole party was a bit low for Nie Yunzhu and Yuan Jin'er, but they had been watching nearby, and most of them were watching the movements of the Xue family below. The movements of Li Pin and Ning Yi in the Su family group. During the whole process, Li Pin and Ning Yi were actually talking about something. Apart from watching Lu Xia's performance seriously for a while, the rest of the performances were probably not very good. Heart, at this time, in the bright light upstairs, Li Pin also asked the woman next to him to bring a pen and paper, probably to write a poem for Lu Xia. On the other hand, Liu Qingdi, who was downstairs, occasionally looked back at the scene above, and laughed at Li Pin's reaction.
After Li Pin wrote the poem, he discussed the matter with Ning Yi.
"Sister Yunzhu, what if Ning Yi also writes poems later?"
"Um?"
"Since Li Pin has written it, and Liu Qingdi is provocative again, he might also write a song. If it is badly written, it will smash the signboard, but if it is written well, that Asia doesn't give him face, and runs to pay respect to Na Xue. Yan's wine, isn't that embarrassing? After it spreads, the reputation is not good, and others will say that in Lu Xia's heart, Ning Yi is no better than Liu Qingdi."
Nie Yunzhu glanced at her with a smile: "Don't you hate him, Jin'er, why are you suddenly so worried about him?"
She was joking when she said this. Yuan Jin'er's principle has always been to be close to each other. At this time, she naturally felt that Ning Yi was more worthy of support than the Xue family. Glancing at Nie Yunzhu angrily, he pouted, too lazy to explain it. After a while, Ning Yi upstairs got up and left the private room to go to the toilet. Jin'er raised her eyebrows. Turning around and walking out: "I'll warn him not to write poetry, it's a shame to write!"
"Hey..." Nie Yunzhu called out to her with a smile, but Yuan Jin'er had already hurried out the door, racing against time. After Yuan Jin'er went out, Liu Qingdi seemed to see Ning Yi leaving the table. After thinking about it, he got up and left, and walked towards one end of the hall. Nie Yunzhu looked sideways at the performance that was still going on on the stage, his eyes flickered, and he thought for a while.
She closed the window, walked to the dresser that Mother Chen had used before, stood for a moment frowning slightly, then sat down and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. She was still dressed like a village girl today. Looking at the reflection in the mirror, she reached out to touch her cheeks and stroked her temples. After a few seconds, she took a deep breath and pulled out the wooden hairpin that held her hair up.
A head of blue silk stretched out and slid down, and she sat there quietly watching. In the bronze mirror, there was a cheek as soft as a melon seed, clear, mature, and charming, and then the corner of the woman in the mirror moved slightly, some jerky, and some natural smiles.
It feels like a child laughing for the first time in his life...