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Chapter 23 The Treasurer: Absolutely Impossible

The sky is clear today, the sun is just right, and the streets are full of people.

In the carriage, Wen Mianmian opened a corner of the curtain and looked out. She saw the low house, the dusty roof, and the bricks and stones on the ground but the ground was not flat. The dust brought up slightly by pedestrians made her feel extremely sad.

of disdain.

It felt better when the carriage entered Zhongxing Street. After all, this is the main street of Kyoto City. It is relatively clean. The houses look a bit more charming. There are even some small buildings with vermilion tiles and cornices.

It has a more aura of wealth.

After passing Zhongxing Street, the carriage drove into Zhenbao Street. As the name suggests, this street is famous for selling treasures. As soon as we entered, Wen Mianmian's eyes lit up. She felt that this street was spacious and clean, with large bluestones on the ground and large bluestones on both sides.

All the merchants have brand-new storefronts, and each one is as stylish as the last.

It really deserves to be a street selling jewelry.

"Jumbo Street and the most luxurious street in Kyoto City." The old man got off the carriage and flicked the non-existent ashes on his body, "I don't even dare to come to this street if I don't have much money in my pocket."

Wen Mianmian looked at this street with great interest. Although it was good, it was still far worse than what she had seen before.

When the old man saw Wen Mianmian holding his painting, he said with some confusion, "Mianmian, what are you doing with this painting?"

Wen Mianmian smiled mysteriously, "I'm useful."

The grandfather and grandson walked on the street for a while and saw a large jade shop. The old man said: "This Baiyuzhai is famous in Beijing. It has a wide range of categories and has a good reputation."

"Then go in."

Wen Mianmian led the two of them inside. The waiter in the shop looked at a few people without leaving any trace, and then greeted them enthusiastically, "Master, miss, you two want to see jade. The shop has a wide variety of jade.

I know what you two need."

Wen Mianmian said directly, "No need, we are here to engrave the seal."

The jade shop also handles seal engraving work, but the price is higher than other places, but I heard the craftsmanship is better.

The waiter asked enthusiastically: "I wonder what material the girl wants to engrave the seal from?"

The prices of these different materials are also different.

When the waiter saw Wen Mianmian's piece of agate jelly, the smile on his face suddenly became more enthusiastic. "You have to be extremely careful when carving such high-quality agate jelly. It requires a master with excellent skills to dare to do it. Girl, come on."

You're in the right place, our carving master at Baiyuzhai is one of the best in the entire Zhenbao Street."

Soon a master craftsman who looked to be in his fifties was invited out. He was very happy after seeing the materials and asked enthusiastically what he wanted to carve.

"Let's talk about the price of engraving first."

The shopkeeper also came and after looking at the jade he quoted fifty taels.

Wen Mianmian's mouth twitched slightly, is craftsmanship so valuable?

He took the jade from the old master's hand and said, "It's too expensive, I can't afford to carve it."

Her total assets are only five hundred taels.

Seeing that she was about to leave, the shopkeeper said hurriedly: "Girl, the carving master of Baiyuzhai is already the best master in the whole street. Not only can he carve the words you want to carve on fifty taels, but he also has to use your piece of carving."

Froststone changes its appearance."

"From a distance, your frozen stone looks like layers of mountains. After being polished by the master, it will become even more similar. The price of the entire frozen stone will have to rise by another liter. This price is definitely not high."

After saying this, Wen Mianmian said that he could accept it, "If you had said this earlier, it would have been fine. Tell me how you want to carve it."

Naturally, such a professional matter was left to the master. As the master explained, the old man's eyes began to light up, and he rubbed his hands with excitement. He obviously liked it very much.

The final result was that Wen Mianmian had another round of bargaining and the deal was settled at forty taels.

The old man went to tell the master master that he wanted the engraving pattern. Mianmian paid the money and learned that it would take three days to get it, so she wanted the shopkeeper to send someone to deliver it to her door.

The shopkeeper nodded good-naturedly, "I wonder where your master is?"

"General Wen Sheng's Mansion, just let the concierge pass the news when the time comes."

The shopkeeper almost dropped the pen in his hand. He trembled in his heart, and his attitude was very eager. He took out the forty taels he had just received and said, "It turns out to be Miss Wen. A villain can't recognize Taishan. The girl has a high regard for the small shop."

, is willing to bring the jade here for carving, this is the blessing of the small shop, and I dare not accept money from the girl."

Wen Mianmian and others looked at each other in confusion, not sure what was going on.

but......

"There is no reason to get back the money you paid. Remember to send me the seal after three days."

After saying that, he turned around and led the people away. The shopkeeper took the money with an annoyed look on his face. This Baiyuzhai was a property under the name of King Annan. If the prince knew that he had accepted money from the future princess, what could the shopkeeper do?

Finished?

After leaving Baiyuzhai, the old man said: "Although Baiyuzhai has a good reputation, I have never heard of anyone not accepting cash."

"Is it because you are afraid of your father's reputation?"

His son is extremely cruel and looks scary. Isn't he doing something else outside?

Wen Mianmian didn't care anymore, just in case someone thought his father was too powerful and wanted to respect him.

Seeing a shop selling antique calligraphy and paintings in front of her, Wen Mianmian forgot about Bai Yuzhai, turned around, took the scroll from Lingguo's hand and walked in.

In the warm welcome of the waiter, Wen Mianmian said, "Someone owed my grandfather a sum of money and used a painting as collateral. I came here today to ask the shopkeeper to tell me whether the painting is worth anything.

Did my grandfather suffer any loss?"

The shopkeeper stepped forward to take Wen Mianmian's painting. When he saw that it didn't even have a signature or seal, he felt disappointed. He looked at the painting carefully for a long time before looking up, "May I ask how much money was pledged for this painting."

"Five hundred taels."

The shopkeeper shook his head and told the truth, "This painting is very fine, with flowing clouds and flowing water. It is really top quality. If it was made by a famous artist, it would cost far more than five hundred taels. It's a pity that it has no name and no surname. Let's just hang it on the wall for viewing."

Wen Mianmian stepped forward, "What the shopkeeper means is that the painting is actually good, but because the painter is not famous, it is not worth the money?"

"You can say that."

There was a hint of sadness in the eyes of the old man on the side, and an inexplicable feeling. He stepped forward to take back the scroll, but the shopkeeper spoke again, "Fifty taels, old sir, can you give me this painting?"

The old man was a little surprised and a little moved. Wen Mianmian rolled her eyes and started to think about it. She stepped forward to take the scroll and said, "This is worth five hundred taels of silver."

Then he was about to leave without looking back. The shopkeeper came out from behind the counter and said, "One hundred taels, for this price, many students who are short of money can draw a lot of paintings."

Seeing that Wen Mianmian was unmoved, the shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "One hundred and fifty taels."

Wen Mianmian gave her a smile, turned around and walked back, "Shopkeeper, if I carve a seal randomly and stamp it on it, how much is this painting worth?"
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