Ouyang Rong took out the paper and pen without saying a word, and waved the ink casually.

The fat old man looked down and read:

"The young woman in yellow silk, grandson mortar...

"Are you sure this is a riddle?"

He looked suspicious.

"Guess."

The knowledgeable fat master thought for a long time and shook his head firmly:

"I can't guess, no, this can't be a riddle..."

Ouyang Rong smiled and read it while writing on paper:

"Excellent words."

"How can I solve this..."

The fat old man suddenly got stuck in his voice, and the answer was reversed, and he looked surprised:

"Hey, yellow silk is a colored silk, that is, the word "jue" is right... This young woman is a girl, and the literal meaning is the word "miracle"...

"It's interesting! It's a wonderful and wonderful speech, it's indeed a wonderful and wonderful speech!

"If you say grandson, well, the daughter's child, that is, the girl adds a child, forms a word 'good'... haha, but the last word, how to solve the '黑址'..."

Seeing this "excellent words", the fat old man who had been immersed in this for many years couldn't help but dance, but was stumped by the last word, and his face turned red with an anxious look.

Ouyang Rong didn't answer and asked with a smile:

"Whether this business is done?"

This time, the fat old man did not hesitate any more and nodded vigorously: "Do it, I believe in the young master, convinced."

"good."

The fat old man leaned into Ouyang Rong's ear and muttered in a low voice... Ouyang Rong got what he wanted and turned around and left.

"Wait, my son, I haven't asked about my son's surname. My husband's surname is Sun, his name is Ze, and his son's single word is a line, so I'll make some money in Xunyang City."

Ouyang Rong's back paused and waved his hands lightly:

"In the next step, Yuan Huaimin."

"Why is it a little familiar? OK, Mr. Yuan please go slowly."

The fat old man Sun Ze felt awe-inspiring.

After receiving a deck of "excellent remarks", he even forced his grandson to return three taels of silver to Ouyang Rong.

The latter took the lead with a reluctant look, but turned his head and asked for a few more mandarin duck jade hairpins without hesitation, and grabbed them away.

Sun Ze:...

However, for a while, the grandson and grandson of the Sun family watched Ouyang Rong leave with admiration.

...

Back to the carriage.

"The embroidery lady has been waiting for a long time."

Ouyang Rong's face apologized.

Zhao Qingxiu shook her head and wrote in his palm: [Those beauties and girls are envious of me, the young master is so nice to me]

"Don't move." Ouyang Rong gently twisted the mandarin duck jade hairpin with two fingers and inserted it between Zhao Qingxiu's hair, with a calm and serious expression.

He is very skillful in his movements, better than the girl's home. He has no choice but to be familiar with it.

Finally, Ouyang Rong lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance between her black hair; Zhao Qingxiu didn't know, tilted her head slightly, raised her hand and touched the hairpin, and smiled foolishly.

"Look up...well, it looks so good."

Zhao Qingxiu felt Tan Lang suddenly pressing her shoulder, as if he had looked at her, and praised her with a smile.

Zhao Qingxiu suddenly blushed and turned her face.

Ouyang Rong laughed, but Yu Guang glanced at the junior sister, Rong Nu Shi, the embroidered girl with a treasure hairpin with each hand, clenched her fist and covered her mouth, and coughed.

"Can you wait any longer? Since you have all come out, I will meet a few people on the way and do something small."

He asked softly.

Zhao Qingxiu nodded, quietly and not urged him.

"Ashan, go to Pei Shisan's house in Xiushuifang."

Ouyang Rong ordered outside.

"Yes, young master."

Two quarters of an hour later.

The carriage slowly stopped at the back door of a luxury house in Xiushuifang.

Ouyang Rong originally wanted Zhao Qingxiu to sit in Mali and wait, but she held the hem of his clothes tightly with her little hands and held the jade stick in her arms.

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to agree.

A quarter of an hour later, Ouyang Rong met Pei Shisanniang in the lobby of a mansion.

Zhao Qingxiu was in the side hall next door, facing the luxurious tea and pastries, waiting silently.

Ouyang Rong took out a mandarin duck jade hairpin from his sleeve and handed it to Pei Shisanniang who hurriedly got up from the quilt.

"Young Master, this is..."

"I've given it to you."

"Thank you, young master!"

The beautiful woman looked surprised. After a while, her cheeks were slightly red, she lowered her head and raised her hand, and inserted it between her hair... The arm-raising movement showed some proud figure.

Under the lamp, Hongxia's face couldn't help but look charming.

"It's not for nothing. It's related to this hairpin."

Pei Shisanniang stopped and her face was a little disappointed, but she still adjusted her respectful tone:

"Please speak, please."

Ouyang Rong's face was calm and he reported the name of a Dongshi Jewelry Store.

"Go to find the boss of this trip and buy all this jade hairpin, and then they are not allowed to sell it again. Until tomorrow, you will sell all this batch of hairpin..."

"Yes, young master. This is a simple matter. I am very familiar with this jewelry store. I know my boss. They should be happy to cooperate. However, after we buy it, what will the price tomorrow?"

Pei Shisanniang thought for a while, nodded slightly, and did not ask Ouyang Rong at all, what if no one bought it.

Ouyang Rong said casually:

"Then it's thirty taels per piece. The fat boss's wholesale price is thirty taels. I guess one riddle tonight is thirty taels, so we will only thirty taels per piece tomorrow, which is not considered a conscience."

Pei Shisanniang:...

"My husband, the young master is so generous."

"It's too much. In this world, third-rate merchants sell quality, second-rate merchants sell rare products, and truly first-rate merchants sell stories."

"Hiss, young master, you see!" Pei Shisanniang's eyes lit up.

After sighing, he rejected the invitation of the reluctant beautiful woman to stay overnight. Ouyang Rong left Pei's mansion and returned to the carriage. He reported an address to Ali.

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage came outside a theater in Xingzifang. When he got out of the car and entered the door, Ouyang Rong placed his embroidered lady behind an empty table in the lobby on the first floor. Ouyang Rong walked up the second floor and looked around and saw his friend.

"Hey, Lianghan? Why are you here? Miss Xie?" Li Dalang asked curiously.

Ouyang Rong coughed.

After he sent his junior sister back to the mansion tonight, Li Dalang and Li Guer were still playing in the theater and did not go back immediately.

Although the Lantern Festival dinner at the Xunyang Palace was held very well, the two of them didn't want to continue attending, and like Ouyang Rong, they sneaked out to catch fish.

"Where is your sister?" Ouyang Rong asked.

Li Dalang smiled awkwardly: "When I was watching the show upstairs, she said I was screaming at the show, and I always asked her to mutter the plot. They were all childish questions. It was too noisy, so I watched the show separately."

"Take me over."

"good."

Before going upstairs, Ouyang Rong suddenly turned around, took out a mandarin duck jade hairpin from his sleeve and handed it out.

"I've given it to you."

Li Dalang was stunned, looking at the mandarin duck jade hairpin stuffed in his hand, puzzled and puzzled:

"Why are you giving gifts so well? Isn't this worn by my little mother?"

Ouyang Rong said sincerely:
To be continued...