Chapter 67 She is serious about asking for money
Shen You chose a fan with a draped begonia pattern and a turquoise pendant.
Even at night, when the light is not good, you can still see the vivid luster in the tapestry of the fan.
After seeing so many good things, she couldn't help but sigh: The real luxuries are those passed down from her ancestors.
Master Jiang personally handled the handover and division of Huo Huanbu, confirming the donation with Shen You and discussing the details.
Master Jiang said that he would make what she wanted within half a month. Faced with the rare treasure, he was eager to give it a try and use his abilities.
After both parties went through the procedures and signed the contract, it was already midnight, and the people in the studio were still very excited.
When Shen You and Xu Jiayan walked out together, they couldn't open their eyes.
After a tiring trip, my habit of staying up late was gone.
The streets and alleys of the courtyard house were brightly lit, and Xu Jiayan saw the fair profile of the girl beside him.
Maybe it was because the surroundings were too quiet and the autumn coolness was just right. He secretly hoped in his heart that this road could be longer.
They rarely walked side by side quietly like this. Just when he was about to speak, Shen You's cell phone rang.
"Go back soon, on the way." Shen You replied.
It's almost 12 o'clock, and parents will inevitably ask worriedly.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Jiayan didn't say anything in the end. He only asked tentatively, "How many days are you planning to stay in the imperial capital this time?"
"It takes about two or three days." Shen You yawned, "I came all the way, just in time to take a look at the antique street and collection museum here."
She had wanted to come and see it before, but she didn't have the time or sufficient funds, so she kept putting it off.
The Imperial Capital's collections contain many palace treasures, all of which are rare to see.
"That's fine, my uncle and aunt's group is the day after tomorrow. How about we do some activities together tomorrow, including Fu Xicheng."
Shen You thought for a moment and nodded. Tomorrow, people from the Silk Collection Museum were going to the studio, and she and Xu Jiayan also had to go and meet together.
"I've asked you to be a tour guide. I'll pay for the expenses. Otherwise, we can do the activity together the day after tomorrow."
The three of her must not let others pay.
Xu Jiayan paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly, "Fu Xicheng and I will make arrangements the day after tomorrow."
The matter was settled. After returning to the hotel, Shen You went next door to report to his parents that he was safe.
Seeing the fan that Shen You brought back, Shen's mother praised it repeatedly. The old man didn't understand Kesi, but he could see whether it looked good or not.
"Can you take some of this fan back and make souvenirs for your family?"
Shen You quickly shook his head, "This is a gift from someone. I can't buy it. The cheapest tapestry fan in the studio costs 28,000 yuan on the market. An orphan with this style costs 40,000 to 50,000 yuan."
After hearing that it was such an expensive item, Mother Shen was frightened and carefully pushed the box into the table for fear of falling.
They thought the fan would only cost a few dozen yuan, but they didn't expect it to be so expensive. The two of them didn't dare to say they bought it as a gift, and they didn't tell their relatives anything about Shen You.
Shen You returned to her room and lay on the bed to watch videos before going to bed. Unexpectedly, she was introducing the sales of the Imperial Courtyard property.
Taking a closer look, there is nothing to say about the location or courtyard, but it is still inferior to Master Jiang's, and the area is half smaller.
She opened the comment section to look at the price, and she was not disappointed, it was nine figures.
It's not that I don't have the money, it's because it's too far away from Jiangcheng. This kind of house needs someone to take care of it, and I need to see more comparisons.
Shen You put down her phone and went to sleep.
Early the next morning, everyone had breakfast in the cafeteria. Shen You and Xu Jiayan rushed to the studio first.
Cheng Yanling, whom I had met before, and two senior figures from the Silk Museum were also there. After the formal greetings, the donation process was the same as last time.
Take photos and give souvenirs. The collectors praised Shen You, and Master Jiang also divided the cloth into two, donated one third, and the rest belonged to Shen You personally.
After the business was done, the next step was to make travel arrangements. The first stop was the famous temple in the imperial capital.
Shen You wanted to see the ancient buildings, but Fu Xicheng was already worshiping with a scratching device, scratching while worshiping and muttering something in his mouth.
Shen You was stunned by this operation.
If I remember correctly, he comes from a family of intangible cultural heritage, and he is not short of even the biggest prize.
Shen You was waiting to see if she could win a prize by doing this, when the call came in, and looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar name on it, she looked slightly wary and answered the call.
"Are you back?" Shen You lowered his voice.
"Yes, as soon as I entered your yard, I saw the shop was closed and there was a message."
With a low laugh, he seemed a little aggrieved.
No one else has permission to enter, so the message can only be for him.
Wen Zhi didn't know what was going on, but he always felt that something was not right. After making this call, the dull feeling in his heart seemed to be much better.
Shen You thought he was doing it for food,
"I also left you a barbecue plate and seasonings. You can use them in the yard."
Speaking of this, Mother Shen excitedly came over with the incense and said, "Xiaoyou, I heard that the marriage stone over there is very powerful. Why don't you go and pay your respects."
Before Shen You could say anything, the person on the other side of the phone spoke first, and said "tsk" as if he didn't understand, "You believe this too?"
Shen You looked around and whispered, "I believe in myself, please pray to God or Buddha."
Why don't you pray that before you finish speaking, you heard Fu Xicheng shouting happily, "I won 50 yuan!"
Shen You reacted quickly, immediately took the three sticks of incense, rushed to the Temple of Wealth, knelt down devoutly, and at the same time connected the earphone microphone,
“So you still have to do it yourself when praying to gods and Buddhas!”
"I'll go back in a few days. If you're okay, I'll continue to pray for wealth."
The only sound in the earphones was the man's gentle breathing. After a few seconds, a deep voice remembered, "You know how to trust yourself."
That's not true. Worshiping the God of Wealth is a traditional culture, and everyone here is worshiping extremely seriously.
Mother Shen didn't even react to her daughter's rapid transformation.
Not only did she pray, she also went to the circulation office and bought thousands of bracelets and peace sachets.
This time it was Fu Xicheng and Xu Jiayan's turn to be shocked.
If I remember correctly, she owned an antique shop, and the antique streets were full of bracelets and other items.
The agarwood she wears on her wrist is of good quality.
"But this is a blessing to make a fortune and a lucky draw." This is what Shen You said.
Fu Xicheng did win fifty yuan, but he bought three tickets for thirty yuan.
Father Shen and Mother Shen were asking what they wanted to bring back as souvenirs for everyone. Shen You directly chose a few of the cheapest royal guards at 20 yuan each.
What I learned from those people is that it’s okay to talk about your feelings, but it’s not okay to spend more money.
She has to spend her money on herself.
The next stop was the Antique Street, which deserves to be called the Imperial Capital. The Antique Street here really has everything. The stalls even said they were selling the sword of Gou Jian, King of Yue, which cost 5,000 yuan to take home.
Xu Jiayan is very familiar with this. He knows where to buy the real thing, as well as the imitation masters.
The real thing on the surface is actually the most common commodity in the Qing Dynasty. It has little collection value. Small hairpins cost several hundred yuan.
After looking around, no one had noticed anything. Finally, after closing the door in the store, I did see something good, mutton-fat jade, but it was expensive.