Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

"Sounds really good, then I'll give you half of the price." Xiaoyao Wang directly made a decision with the owner of the bookstore hesitating to speak.

After Ayu left happily, the owner of the bookstore asked Ai Ai expectantly: "My lord... we are also a small business, and if the owner asks me, how should I answer?"

King Xiaoyao put away the faint smile on his face, and pierced his cold gaze like an arrow, which made the owner of the bookstore tremble, so he said slowly, "Do you want me to teach you how to answer? "

The owner of the bookstore was trembling: "The grassroots are stupid."

"Then you should be honest and honest, and tell them. I asked you to pay less money. If you feel that you have lost money, you can go to my Xiaoyao Wangfu to ask for money, how about it?"

What else can the owner of the bookstore say? Does he really dare to go to the Xiaoyao Palace to ask for Wang Fa for this matter?

No one knows, Xiaoyao Wang is broken now, he doesn't make friends with anyone, and anyone dares to offend, as long as Xiaoyao Wang can grasp the truth, even the Tian family will not restrain him.

He could only watch helplessly as Xiaoyao Wang turned his wheelchair and left the bookstore in a big way.

After King Xiaoyao left completely, the owner of the book hurriedly went out the door after discussing with a few fellows. After turning around in West Bay, he arrived at the gate of the backyard of Duke Anguo's mansion. He knocked a few times before the concierge came.

"Boss Yue, what's the matter?"

The owner of the bookstore said with a wry smile: "I wonder if your second bedroom master offended Xiaoyao Wang?"

The concierge looked surprised: "This matter is considered top secret, how did you know?"

Bookstore owner: "..."

No wonder.

Every time there was trouble with their second wife, Xiaoyao Wang would go to the bookstore to find fault, either by giving their books to students for free, or by giving them some discounts for regular customers.

Or like today, with just one mouthful, they lost three hundred taels of silver!

It's real, a loss of three hundred taels!

You must know that everything sold by the bookstore is very expensive, but because of this, the business of the bookstore is not as good as expected, and there are not too many bookstores in the capital. Here to vent from time to time, their bookstore has long been unable to make ends meet.

The owner of the bookstore sighed: "Oh, it's really tiring to follow the wrong shopkeeper."

He faintly thought in his heart that it would be better to ask that little girl to be the shopkeeper, or to be a behind-the-scenes boss. The little girl can be seen as a person who can do business. People can't make mistakes and don't feel angry. Isn't this a natural businessman?

As for Ayu, humming a song, she went back to Wang's house happily, and plunged into Mrs. Wang's yard.

"Grandpa, grandma, I'm back, the bookstore's paper has been ordered!"

What Ali ordered this time was not only the 300 kits of paper, but also all kinds of paper that her brothers would use to study here, as well as ten sets of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. She also bought a lot of them with foresight For the best flower paper, let the brothers practice calligraphy on it at ordinary times. After the Jinshi examination, Ayou brother won the first prize, and he will earn a lot of money.

The sum of all kinds of prices is almost a thousand taels, and Ayu wants the boss to save the 100 taels.

As soon as that uncle came, she cut it in half, and that was the real profit!

"Run slowly, and be careful not to fall." The old Wangtou in the yard started to hang his jade pendant again, and now he could see the appearance of Pixiu on it, and when he saw her, he hurriedly greeted her.

Ayu gave a "hmm", then leaned over with her little furry head: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

The old Wangtou said, "Carve a jade pendant for your second uncle."

"Wow!"

Just when Ayu was surprised, Wang Chuangui moved over with the book in his hands, and his eyes were full of flattery.

"Father, is it really for me?"

How could he be so disbelieving?

"No." Old Wang said angrily, "For pigs."

Wang Chuangui patted his chest, looking reassured: "That's mine."

Ayu: "..."