Chapter 35 The Gold Thief

Chen Afu shook his head and said, "The embroidery house is a business that does business for the purpose of making money. They only need to buy a bag to get a glimpse of the wonderful uses of this sewing bag and the method of making the buttons. After we sell these sewing bags, mother will go to Jinyun Embroidery House and sell them the button designs."

Chen Afu was a marketer in her previous life, and she knew that the same thing would have different prices due to different sales strategies. She said, "We are indeed vendors, but if we find the right buyers and the right places to sell things, we can still sell them at a good price. The poor people, or even the ordinary wealthy families, will definitely not spend so much money to buy a sewing bag..."

It said that sewing bags cannot be sold on the stalls in Lingyin Temple. Because although there are many people there, few women from wealthy families go to buy things in person. Most of them take sedan chairs to the temple gate and then get off the sedan chair to enter the temple. Those who sell jewelry to make a living dare not go to those women to sell their goods. That would offend the nobles and they might get beaten.

She had heard from Wang that there was a Yingxue Nunnery not far from Lingyin Temple, where the main deity worshipped was Guanyin. Because Lingyin Temple was so famous, most pilgrims went there, and fewer went to Yingxue Nunnery. But the abbot of Yingxue Nunnery was said to be from a wealthy family, and occasionally women from wealthy families would go there to burn incense, and some would even stay there for a few days. Because there were not many people doing business outside the nunnery, some women would walk around outside the nunnery and buy some small things they liked.

Chen Afu meant that Wang took A Lu to sell sewing baskets outside Lingyin Temple, and she took Dabao to sell sewing kits outside Xueying Nunnery. At noon, Chen Afu and his mother went to Lingyin Temple to find Wang and his mother. He also said that if they met a suitable buyer tomorrow, they would sell it, and if they didn't meet a suitable buyer, they would think of other ways.

Because the sewing basket took up space, Wang went to the house of Gao Laotou, who drove a donkey cart in the village, at night. They wanted to charter a special car to go to Honglin Mountain. It cost forty cents per side, and Wang frowned with heartache. But thinking that forty cents was only half the price of a sewing basket, she felt better. She was still very confident in her own things.

That night, Jin Yanzi also came back. This was what Chen Afu told it when it left two days ago. In view of the last fight, Chen Afu still wanted to take this bodyguard with him to feel at ease. He also specifically asked it not to bring back its good friends. They were too conspicuous. They didn't have time to take care of them that day, and they didn't dare to leave them behind to disturb Chen Ming.

The next day, the family got up early, put on their best clothes, and had dinner early. Chen Afu slung a package containing a sewing kit across his shoulder, and then Old Gao came.

It was only the morning of the morning, so they had to go early to take a seat.

Chen Afu and Wang carried the sewing baskets strung together with ropes and put them on the car, and covered the baskets with a large piece of cloth, and the four of them sat on them.

Old Gao was still a little surprised when he saw these needlework baskets. He said, "These little baskets are really pretty." Then, he stopped talking, flicked the whip, and drove the donkey cart on the road.

Chen Afu felt that this old man Gao was a competent and good driver. All good drivers must be tight-lipped. No one likes a driver who talks too much. In the future, his family can ride his car more often.

Jin Yanzi spread his wings and lay in a needlework basket. The donkey cart was moving too slowly. If he was asked to fly at this speed, he would be anxious to death.

There were still many people carrying baskets and carrying loads to Honglin Mountain to sell things. They were a little surprised to see that the poorest Chen family actually hired a car, which was full of things and covered with cloth.

Someone asked, "Second Sister Chen, what are you selling? Why are you loading a whole cart?"

Before Wang could speak, Dabao said, "It's the basket my grandfather made."

Someone said, "You must be kidding me. How much can a broken basket sell for? Why can you hire a car to go there?"

On the way, Chen Afu was still whispering to Wang and Alu that the price of the needlework basket should be higher than the set price. If the buyer bargains, give the agreed price. This price cannot be cheaper. Don't worry if you can't sell it all at once, sell it slowly. If you encounter a bully who forces you to buy, just sell it, don't let others suffer.

Alu replied, "Don't worry, sister, I'll watch and not let mother sell it at a low price, nor let mother suffer."

Old man Gao laughed and said, "Second Aunt Chen, you have raised such a smart pair of children. Good days are coming for your family."

Wang was very happy and said with a smile, "Thank you for your good words."

An hour later, the donkey cart arrived at Honglin Mountain. Lingyin Temple is at the foot of Honglin Mountain. There are many people selling things more than 200 meters away from the temple. The donkey cart stopped, and Wang found a piece of land, spread the cloth, and took down the sewing basket.

Chen Afu looked at the majestic vermilion temple gate in the distance, and felt very pious. Wang said that a monk in the temple once said that her body's mental illness could be cured, and she was still blessed. This was really right. The illness of this body she traveled through was indeed cured, and she also brought a spirit swallow with her. Isn't it a blessing? It seems that there are really monks in this world who can predict the future.

Wang pointed to the courtyard on the right hillside that was faintly seen and shaded by thick trees and said, "That is Yingxue Temple, more than two miles away from here." She said to Dabao, "Take good care of your mother and don't let anyone bully her."

These words made Chen Afu very ashamed. Chen Dabao also agreed seriously.

Chen Afu took four sewing baskets, Dabao took two sewing baskets, and the two walked towards Yingxue Temple.

Although it is up the mountain to Yingxue Temple, the road there is very smooth and wide, and can accommodate two carriages at the same time. There are green trees on both sides, blooming mountain flowers, winding gurgling water, and a small pavilion for tourists to rest not far away.

There were not many pedestrians on this road, and occasionally a carriage would pass by.

They walked up the mountain for more than a quarter of an hour and arrived.

Although Yingxue Temple was small, it was very quiet and beautiful, with green walls and black tiles, a red gate, and green trees and bamboos around it, mostly ginkgo. It was said that there were also century-old magnolias and a large plum garden in the temple. Winter and spring were the most beautiful seasons here. Outside the main gate was wide and open, with two century-old banyan trees, like two giant umbrellas.

There were already several people selling small things under the trees. Perhaps they were afraid of destroying the quietness here, so they didn't shout. When someone came, they would sell a few words.

There were not many things, but they were all good goods, and they were not cheap. The game included rare mushrooms and strange "pheasants", which I later heard were called flying dragons. The handicrafts included round fans, purses, insoles, and wooden carvings, all of which were exquisite and beautiful.

There were few people here, and when there was no business, the vendors would gossip about various news in a low voice. Chen Afu was selling, listening, and observing whether there were any "low-price forced buyers". After all, the "charcoal seller" she learned in her previous life was too deeply rooted in her bones, and the original owner of this body was also bullied to death by the powerful.

I don't know if it's because it's in the Buddhist Pure Land, the order here is very good. There is bargaining, but there is no forced buying and selling.

When those people gossiped about the news of a gold thief, Chen Afu was not calm.

Those vendors gossiped that a big case had occurred in Dingzhou Prefecture recently. A gold thief committed four crimes in a row within 20 days and stole jewelry worth more than 2,000 taels of silver from three silver shops in Dingzhou Prefecture. The government office dispatched many constables, but they failed to catch the gold thief, and they didn't even have a clue. The prefect was furious and scolded the chief constable...

Chen Afu's palms were sweating, and he glanced at the calm Jin Yanzi who was still crawling in the basket. It would be strange if those constables could catch the thief who stole the gold.

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Thank you Xiao Huaner, ah ah ah ah ah ah goddess, Hera x-on:Qianlin's purse, thank you!