Chapter 203 People who are hard to see through

The girl said, looking at this place with her eyes slanted. Huang E's expression remained unchanged and she was always smiling. Huan Niang wanted to stand up several times, but when she saw Shi Chuan was sitting steadily, she lowered her head, recited the abacus formula, and practiced pulling the abacus.

Mu Shun, the actual four-street manager of Haizhou City, waved to the clerk and shouted: "Get a bag."

At this time, more and more people gathered at the door of the luggage store, and the store couldn't stand. Some people were crowded in the store, while others stood outside the door, and everyone stood on tiptoe and looked into the door.

Huang E, who was sitting at the table, was getting happier and happier. In order not to make people think she was gloating, she lowered her head and kept drawing circles on the table.

When Mu Shun walked over to the table, he bowed his hand and said, "Dalang, borrow tea soup."

Shi Chuan returned a gift, Mu Shun picked up a cup of tea on the table, turned around, and poured the cup of tea on his luggage.

A burst of exclamation suddenly sounded around him. Mu Shun pointed to his wet luggage and said calmly: "My luggage is dyed using a secret method, and it will never fade because of a cup of tea soup - the girl has found the wrong door."

The girl was stunned for a moment, wandering on the shelf with her eyes, suddenly pointed to a bag on the shelf and said, "It's that one, look, my bag is exactly the same as that one, yes, it's it."

Mu Shun gently put down the teacup and asked, "The little old man asked again: Are you sure this bag was bought in our store in person?"

The girl's voice became weaker: "That's right."

Mu Shun asked: "Yes, no, no, why should the girl be so vague?"

The girl replied: "I personally chose it in your store because I didn't bring enough money, so I then appointed my old servant to come to your store to pay for the goods. Since I chose it myself, why isn't it considered to be a personal purchase?"

"Where are the servants?"

The girl replied: "The servant went out of the city today to do business, and happened to be away, but his wife followed her and muttered that it was her."

The old servant who had just handed over the luggage and dyed skirt came forward and gave a steady gift. Mu Shun sighed: "The person involved is not here. I want to say that this bag was not purchased in our store, I'm afraid..."

The old servant immediately said sharply: "My man has been working for more than ten years and has been working honestly and diligently. Shopkeeper, don't blame him for being accused of him..."

The girl waved her hand to stop the old servant: "The bags in your store were indeed not washed away by the tea soup. I admit that, but the two bags were exactly the same size and shape. Even the small gold medal sign inlaid on it, the words "Wonderful Thoughts" on it are exactly the same. How can I believe it if you said you didn't buy it at your house?"

Mu Shun was calm: "When I talk about this sign, my signs are made of casting molds, and others just imitate them. If you make casting molds, there are always differences. Girls might as well look at these fonts carefully."

The girl took a look and compared it. The signs of the two bags were indeed inconsistent. The fonts on the signs she brought were thinner, the corners were blurred, and there was even sticking between the strokes, which were far less exquisite than the original bag.

Mu Shun smiled and continued to bow: "Girl, the bags sold in our store have ticket quotations. Afterwards, with this ticket quotation, you can oil, refurbish, and waxing them in our store. Please show the ticket quotations to confirm that this is the product of our store."

The girl looked at the maid, and the maid was a little panicked: "My man didn't say anything about the votes, maybe he was in a hurry when he went out and forgot to take it."

Mu Shun shook his head: "I will never forget to take it. Do you want to waxing and refurbish this bag in the future?"

Before the girl could react, Mu Shun called out to the guy: "Get the account book."

Holding the account book, Mu Shun bowed to Shi Chuan and said, "The store is strict in the rules. Not only will the sale of luggage, but it also needs to register who the luggage is sold to, in case the owner forgets to come to our store to maintain it. In this way, our store can send a friend to remind you-girl, this matter is so big now that it is better for the girl to choose a few people among the onlookers. The old man, I, the boss, blames you, and give you the account book."

The two masters who had just entered the door looked at each other, quietly stretched out their feet, and took a step forward. The girl turned her eyes and pointed at the two masters: "Just let them."

Mu Shun nodded: "I'm looking for two more people."

Four notary public officials were selected. Mu Shun took the bags he brought with him from the girl, and the bags of the same style, flipped them, opened a page from the account book, and pushed them to the four notaries: "The bags of the style were sold in total. Please see four people. These three people have names and surnames and where they live, they are all recorded."

Four notaries looked at the contents of the account book, went over to ask the girl's name, and returned to check the account book. A juren said, "How can we be sure? On this page of the account book, the bag is recorded."

Mu Shun grabbed the original handbag, opened the bag, and showed a small cloth strip to four notaries. The small cloth strip was embroidered with the logo of the bag, and below was a string of weird numbers - Indian numbers, which are symbols called Arabic numbers in modern times.

"Each bag sold in this store has a sixteen-digit code. Four witnesses can search the bags of our store at will to prove it."

Another master took the imitation bag brought by the girl and flipped it. There was also an embroidery strip inside the bag, but there were no Arabic numerals on it. Instead, there was a layer of decorative lace. The imitator roughly regarded the string of Indian numbers as decorative patterns.

The two eaves stepped forward and flipped for a while, came over and shook their heads gently at the girl: "It's true."

Mu Shun grabbed the original bag, took out a paper cutter from hiss, cut open the bottom of the bag with a whistle, opened the lining of the bag, revealing the leather of the bag, and there were also light blue numbers printed on it. Mu Shun held the bag and said calmly in a burst of exclamations: "This bag is worth fifty cents, but the reputation of our store is far more than fifty cents. The old man broke this bag and let you see another layer of secret notes in the bag. All bags in this store have such secret notes. If the customer does not believe it, just specify one of the bags, and the old man will break it for you to show it."

Several notary and the girl's eyes were turning, and Mu Shun added with a relaxed expression: "The old man paid the price of this bag, but the old man made it, you still don't believe it. The other bags you checked can't help but have to pay for them."

The servant lady looked even more panicked: "The store is bullying customers. This bag was obviously purchased in your store. We have someone to prove it, so why don't you admit it?"

Mu Shun pointed to the imitation bag: "Actually, the two bags were very different when they looked at them carefully. There were slight differences. The thickness, softness, and the threads sewn with the leather were all subtle differences. As for the same size and shape, it is completely understandable. As long as we disassemble our bag and cut each piece of leather according to the same amount, we can cut the bags of the same size and shape. Girl, you should go around. There are many imitation bags around. My bags are sold for fifty jin, which makes sense. Other bags can be bought with seven jin, and I don't know how much labor and material money has been saved."

The two juren laughed: "Now, one acre of land outside Haizhou City is just over twenty yuan. Your house has two acres of land, which is indeed amazingly expensive, but... I bought two suitcases, Chengxin Lang, I heard that you plan to escort Xie Yuan Gong to Beijing, I wonder if we can get a companion."

Shi Chuan laughed: "I thought you didn't know me, it was just a matter of companionship. Don't talk to me. I'm just a hired security guard and can't be the master of Mr. Huang."

The girl who came in to make trouble stood up and snorted at the servant's wife angrily: "Go back and settle the score with you."

After saying that, the girl left. Behind her, Shi Chuan shook her head slightly: "There are people in Haizhou City who dare to break into me to make trouble. They are really impatient to live."

A juren smiled and joked: "Isn't this matter exactly what Chengxin Lang wants? If it weren't for this trouble, we wouldn't have planned to buy it. We wanted to pass by and have to ask your shopkeeper to pay for it."

Mu Shun handed the account book to the clerk and bowed to the two juren: "Chenghui, each suitcase is 16 stakes?"

The other two notary public officials next to him raised their eyebrows in surprise: "No, the girl bought such a small bag just now, it is said that it will cost fifty taels. The suitcase is so large that it costs several times the size of the leather, so why does it cost sixteen taels instead?"

Mu Shun twitched his face and said dryly: "The craftsmanship is different."

Shi Chuanbang: "Two guys, women's things are different from men's. Men's luggage is mainly practical, while women's luggage is mainly decorated, with gold and silver embedded on it, so the price naturally goes up."

The two juren would rather believe what Manager Mu said, but Manager Mu revealed a secret. This secret is about the secret of making money in a wonderful bag. It is moral and it is not convenient for them to inquire. One of the notary opened his mouth and wanted to ask how much it would cost to make a suitcase according to the craftsmanship of the women's bag, but then he thought it was not worth it - the price of several acres of land was still more than ten suitcases.

The actions of several Juren brought a demonstration effect. Among the onlookers, several generous donors were disturbed. After a lot of trouble, Shi Chuan led Huang E and Huan Niang back to the backyard. Huang E was very thoughtful and said while walking: "What kind of person is this Fang Yunsen? My brother said that Fang Juren probably had never worn silk before, but now is an era, when farmers walk in silk, it is almost difficult to find a wealthy family in the world, but not silk satin.

If Fang Juren had never seen the world, had a poor family before, and had never seen silk satin, such a person must be not good at spending money and would like to cut a piece of money in half. But seeing him spending a lot of money on buying shops, buying farmland, digging our walls, and making counterfeit goods, he was not like the kind of stingy person... this person is so hard to see through."
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