Happy Little Scholar

It is already the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month. In ten days, it will be the official entry into the fifth year of Jinghe. Many dignitaries in Kyoto have already started to prepare for the New Year.

The common people are naturally just as busy, and they are also a little worried.

The weather seems to be colder than in previous years, but there is no snow in Kyoto this year. Not only Kyoto, but also the thirteen states in the capital area have not snowed.

For experienced farmers, they naturally know what this means. If there is no snow this winter, the harvest next year will not be optimistic.

Ruoqing's body has recovered. During the New Year, the affairs of the brothel are getting busier and busier. Zui Mo keeps a close eye on her and does not allow her to take care of those things. She is gentle and naturally cannot beat Zui Mo. The two of them just go out to buy New Year's goods, sometimes three people, and Li Yi plays the role of carrying bags.

Carrying bags for your woman is a happy thing. These things do not need servants or guards to do it for you.

According to his original plan, the family should have spent the reunion night together this year. However, Zui Mo's wedding dress had been embroidered for a long time and it was not a good time to talk to Ruo Qing about it. The court meeting was approaching, and it was not difficult to imagine that the whole Kyoto would explode directly at that time. Li Yi himself did not know how many things he had to do, and he could not choose to deal with their affairs at such a hurried time.

After walking half a street, he had already carried a lot of things in his hands. Zui Mo and Ruo Qing walked in front, and he and Xu Lao walked behind.

Since he started to hang out with his second uncle, Li Yi found that Xu Lao began to become nervous. At such an old age, he slowly turned to the direction of M, with a serious tendency to be masochistic, and every time after being abused, he would quietly find a place to sit, wandering in the world, and I don’t know what he was thinking.

In recent days, his realm has been improved again, and he no longer needs to find a quiet place to wander in the world.

After Xiaohong came in, Lao Fang no longer had to go to Qun Yuyuan, and naturally no longer had to follow him. Old Xu was like a piece of wood. Li Yi was bored alone, so he had to go up to them and look at the things they bought. He asked curiously, "Didn't we buy these things two days ago? Why buy them again?"

"These are for Madam Chen." Zui Mo looked at him unhappily and said, "Madam Chen is so good to us. It's almost the New Year, so I have to buy some gifts for her."

Li Yi smiled and said, "A family is originally a man who takes care of the outside and a woman who takes care of the inside. I know you will think of these things..."

"Who is your family..." Zui Mo looked at her, took Ruoqing's hand, and said, "Let's go to that store and have a look..."

Ruoqing looked at her and smiled, and was immediately pulled away by Zui Mo.

Li Yi found that since she let go of her knot and said those words that day, some things have changed.

For example, she began to unite with Ruoqing, making herself like an outsider..., she won't argue with her now, and will deal with her properly after she marries into the family.

As for what she just said, he would naturally not ignore it.

Although the Chen family was raided, their property was confiscated, and their maids and servants were dispersed, they did not leave nothing behind.

Brothers Chen Chong and Chen Qing now run a cloth shop. It is not a large scale, but it is more than enough to support their family.

Of course, as the only designated supplier of ready-made clothing stores in Kyoto, they don’t have to worry about business problems at all. Chen Chong did not accept his gift, but did not refuse this. He is really a hypocritical guy.

It is not easy to run a shop in Kyoto, especially for a family like the Chen family that was once glorious and then quickly declined. Former friends may not be friends, and former enemies must still be enemies.

These days, he has arranged people in the open and in the dark to clear up many troubles for them.

Seeing Zui Mo and Ruo Qing enter a shop, he quickly followed them.

...

Chen’s Cloth Shop.

This is a newly opened cloth shop in Kyoto. The name is ordinary, but the person who opened the cloth shop is not ordinary at all.

In the former Duke's Mansion, the two sons of the Chen family, one was appointed as the Secretary, and the other was the third-rank Minister, with countless cliques and incomparable influence in Kyoto. They were the objects that most people and even the dignitaries in Kyoto looked up to.

However, this was a different time. Today, the Chen family is just a commoner family, no different from most people in the capital.

People often talk about the prosperous poor, but what they like more is the dignitaries in distress.

Many people come here every day, not to buy cloth, but just to take a look, to see what the once glorious Chen family has fallen into now.

After Chen Chong walked into the store, he waved and said, "Lijun, these pieces of cloth were ordered by customers yesterday, and they will come to pick them up soon. You move them over there."

"Okay!" Chen Lijun, who was once one of the few super dupers in Kyoto, was wearing an extremely ordinary shirt at this time. Hearing this, he immediately ran over, picked up a few pieces of cloth with great effort, and put them on the other side of the store.

Chen Chong lifted a curtain, walked into a small room, frowned and said: "Miaoyu, didn't I tell you to rest at home? Why are you here again?"

Among the women, Miss Chen San looked back and shook her head: "It's boring to stay at home, why don't you come here and teach them to embroider something..."

"If you feel bored, let Xiu'er accompany you to the brothel to watch a play. I heard that there is a new play there recently..."

"It's okay, second brother. I feel at ease when I have some work to do."

Chen Chong looked at her, shook his head slightly, and finally stopped talking.

Inside the store, seeing another customer coming in, Chen Lijun hurriedly got up, walked over and asked: "Sir, are you just looking around or..."

A young man smiled and said: "Please pick up the goods."

Chen Lijun nodded and said: "Please show me your order."

The young man took out a piece of paper from his arms. Chen Lijun looked at it, walked to the other side, and quickly brought a piece of cloth over, saying: "This is your cloth. Please check it. If there is no problem, just pay the balance."

The young man opened the cloth, turned it over and over, and asked: "Is this cloth strong? Don't pass it off as good. If it's not strong, I won't pay."

Chen Lijun smiled and said: "Sir, don't worry, there is no stronger cloth in the whole Kyoto than here..."

"Swish!"

The young man stretched out his hand and gently pulled it, and the cloth in his hand tore directly.

He threw the cloth on the ground, looked at Chen Lijun and asked, "Is this the strongest cloth in Kyoto?"

Chen Lijun looked at him in a daze. In terms of pattern, the cloth here may not be comparable to other places, but in terms of strength, this is the best in Kyoto. Who would have thought that the person in front of him could easily tear the cloth apart with his hands?

The young man took out a few pieces of paper from his hand and handed them to another clerk next to him, asking, "These are the other pieces of cloth I ordered from you yesterday. Where are the goods?"

The clerk pointed in a direction in a daze and said, "All, all are there."

The young man strode over, opened a piece of cloth, and gently pulled it. After a sound like tearing silk, he threw the cloth away and stepped on it.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

...

All the cloth, in his hands, was like paper, and he easily tore it apart and threw it on the ground.

He stood in the middle of the rags on the ground and said lightly, "Is this the strongest cloth in Kyoto that you said?"