Chapter 38: Golden Wind and Jade Dew Meet (Part 2)
Li Dafu is indeed the boss of this Qiming Chamber of Commerce.
Qimeng Chamber of Commerce is a big shark in Luojing City, with 13 grain stores, 4 gold shops, 2 bookstores, and 1 calligraphy and painting store under its umbrella. Behind it, there are also hidden forces that ordinary people dare not underestimate.
Li Dafu, as the head of Qiming Chamber of Commerce, is naturally surrounded by people every day, with a noble air about him. Many people want to see him but can't.
This was heard by a middle-aged man's shout, but he couldn't care about his own fat body shape, and ran over with a loud thud.
"Where is it?" Li Dafu also lost all his disguise at this time, and he went up to the window gap, looking in the direction that the middle-aged man was pointing.
But this look made Li Dafu stunned, he clearly saw that the young man holding a little girl in his hand was exactly the same as the master's mother when she was young, and it was clear that they were cast from the same mold.
At this moment, both of them looked at each other and saw a very affirmative look in each other's eyes.
"If the young master were still alive, he would be about this big now!" The middle-aged man suddenly felt a pang in his eyes, and two clear tears rolled down from his cheeks.
"Could it be that the heavens are blessing me... If this woman is indeed the young master, then the spirit of our lord in heaven can finally rest in peace. It won't have been in vain for us to have waited all these years!"
Just as the two were excited, Zhou Wenbo happened to lead Hong Zhuang into the store.
The first floor of the Qiming Chamber of Commerce was originally a bookstore and painting store, with an area of hundreds of square meters. The large hall had screens, interesting rocks, and ancient wood, which gave it a elegant and refined atmosphere.
The walls adorned with Huang Zhong's decorations are hung with carefully framed calligraphies and paintings of celebrities, and various elegant bookshelves also display books made of high-end bamboo paper.
The shop is spacious, with a height of over 3.3 meters, making the entire hall look bright and airy. The four large characters "Qǐ Míng Shū Wū" (启明书屋) hanging high above the entrance have a strong flavor of elegance and are also a masterpiece by a famous calligrapher.
Even in the bustling Dongshi, where wealthy merchants and nobles gather, the architecture of Qiming Book House stands out. Its grand style caught Zhou Wenbo's attention, and he decided to enter and take a look.
As soon as Zhou Wenbo walked in the door, he was quite impressed by the furnishings and decorations of this house, which easily evoked a sense of nobility and elegance.
As soon as he entered the door, a young scholar wearing a green robe and a Wen Shi headscarf came up. Seeing Zhou Wenbo's elegant and handsome appearance, his eyes lit up, and then he opened his mouth to say: "I don't know what book you want to buy, sir?"
"Let's take a look first." Zhou Wenbo was not in a hurry at all. He had been walking around the East City for half a day, but he hadn't found any interesting shops. Now that he had arrived at this high-end bookstore of the Later Tang Dynasty, it was worth lingering for a while.
Compared to their love for books, Zhou Wenbo's wealth is nothing compared to Hong Zhuang.
Hong Zhuang was indeed the legendary bookworm, and the books in Zhou Wenbo's study had long been devoured by her. Now that she was in a bookstore, it was like Sun Wukong arriving at the Peach Garden - how could she bear to restrain herself? She tugged on Zhou Wenbo's sleeve with one hand while gazing up at him with big, shining eyes full of pleading.
Zhou Wenbo smiled and touched her hair bun, nodding in agreement. The original purpose of coming out was also to take his close relatives for a walk to clear their minds. He was pleased that Hong Zhuang, who was usually well-behaved, was so happy today, and he was satisfied with his choice.
Two people, one big and one small, wandered around in front of various bookshelves, each looking for books they liked.
As soon as Young Master entered the bookstore, Zhou Bao seemed to have lost his energy, and he could only squat behind the door with his arms around his knees. He had always gotten a headache from seeing books since he was young, and he couldn't recognize a single character. Being here was really putting him in a difficult spot.
At this moment, Li Dafu had already come down from upstairs. He waved his hand to stop the waiter who wanted to come up and ask questions, but he himself stood behind the counter at the door, carefully sizing up the red-clothed girl who was holding a book in front of the bookshelf, reading it carefully.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like it; the more I look at it, the more confident I become.
They had been separated for many years, and the young master at this time did not know whether she was a lady or a maid, but from her happy expression and closeness to the boy by her side, it could be seen that all these years she had not suffered abuse and hardship, which made both of them breathe a sigh of relief.
Originally, I was going to let these two go out and then think of a way to snatch the young master back from this youngster. The Qiming Chamber of Commerce is not to be trifled with, even in Luojing City, it can gather dozens of big men at any time, snatching a little girl is still not difficult at all.
But when Li Dafu turned his gaze to the young man who was appreciating the calligraphy and painting on the wall, he suddenly changed his mind.
With Li Dafu's years of experience in the business world, he could naturally see that this young man was not ordinary.
Even a wealthy and aristocratic family cannot cultivate such young people, unless it is a kind of noble family that has been influential for many years and whose power cannot be shaken by changes in the dynasty.
Li Dafu decided to first get a sense of the young man's background before taking action.
Two minutes later, two new customers came into the originally quiet bookstore.
"Shopkeeper, I'm looking for... does your store have a copy of Mr. Zhou Jin-yu's 'Listening to the Pine Studio Collection' that Young Master wants?"
What entered his ears was a clear and crisp female voice with a hint of huskiness, causing Zhou Wenbo to subconsciously lift his head and look towards the door.
Only two young men dressed as scholars were seen at the door. No, they were obviously two girls disguised as boys.
The girl in front was slightly taller, about 1.65 meters, although she was dressed as a bookworm, but couldn't hide her shiny and round forehead and fair skin, her appearance was extremely delicate, yet subtly angular, if not for her figure, it would be hard to tell whether she was male or female.
This long gown has been altered, with a slightly loose chest and a tight waist, exuding a delicate and charming elegance. Although it's a masculine attire, it can still attract men's attention more than the most alluring courtesan, this kind of cross-dressing outfit truly has an enchanting charm.
Behind her, a beautiful girl seemed more introverted, about 14 or 15 years old, slightly shorter than the girl in front. Cherry lips, delicate nose, two faint eyebrows curved like a crescent moon, gemstone-like bright and shiny eyes with a hint of moisture, as if expecting something, skin like frozen jade dew, beauty without equal, a small face exquisitely crafted, enough to be called an absolute beauty.
Although she is about the same age as Hong Zhu, she already has a slender and delicate figure. If one pays attention, they can see that the girl's hips and chest are slightly raised, and her wide robe cannot cover her elegant and charming appearance, truly deserving of being called a heavenly fairy.
These two girls, although disguised as men, had no intention of hiding their gender, but instead brought a different kind of charm, strongly striking the minds of all the males who witnessed this scene.
For a moment, the four men in the study were stunned, only Hong Zhuo was still immersed in the vast ocean of books, completely unaware of what had just happened.
