Chapter 44: Big Huanhua

"Wait a little longer!"

Mo Yiyi took off her sunglasses and stared at the closed door of the Si family grocery store. Her facial features were distorted by surging hatred.

"I've counted. That bitch Si Yan has transported more than a dozen truckloads of stuff to various gold shops in Yuncheng today. This grocery store is much more valuable than we thought."

"It's valuable..."

Master Fan hesitated to speak.

Mo Yiyi glared at him and said, "If you have anything to fart, fart now."

"The hermit discovered that there is a long-lost top-secret formation hidden in this shop."

"So what?"

"This means that even if we go in, we won't be able to take the things in this shop for ourselves, not to mention that there is a barrier guarding the door..."

"Then set it on fire!"

Mo Yiyi found out that she had made a mistake.

Si Yan, who was hiding in the slums, had a much more powerful background than she imagined.

Jiang Yanli must have discovered that Si Yan is more powerful than her, the heir of the Mohist School, so she would rather be banned from all aspects than not follow this bitch.

"Jiang Yanli, I want to see if you will still follow Si Yan now that she has nothing!"

"Ms. Yiyi, shall I go and light the fire now?"

"etc!"

Mo Yiyi sneered sinisterly: "Wait until night, when Si Yan lives in there alone, then we'll take action!"

It would be best if Si Yan was burned beyond recognition, neither human nor ghost.

By then, she would like to see how long Jiang Yanli's "like" can last.

Mo Yiyi had never been so eager to see the night coming as today.

Xinsheng Pawnshop.

The boss Lin Shouxin was watching short videos out of boredom when a young woman suddenly came in from outside the door.

The woman was young, beautiful and had a good figure, but she was dressed ordinary and did not look like a rich person.

The famous watches, bags and wines displayed in his pawn shop are all worth more than several thousand yuan.

Not to mention the expensive jewelry.

"Welcome."

Lin Shouxin determined that this woman was someone who only wanted to look but not buy, so he responded casually and lowered his head to continue watching the short video.

Si Yan first looked at the exhibits in the store.

My eyes finally fell on the words on the wall: mortgage and consignment, gold, platinum, diamonds, vehicles, real estate; door-to-door recycling, famous bags, famous watches, famous wines, collectibles, antiques.

I have written so much, but I haven't written about silk.

"boss."

Si Yan dealt with people from the gold shop back and forth today, which effectively cured her social phobia.

She walked to Lin Shouxin and tapped her fingers on the counter twice: "Do you want the silk?"

Lin Shouxin raised his eyes and glanced at her: "What silk?"

"Very fine silk, used by the emperor."

"For the Emperor?"

Lin Shouxin was amused: "Girl, the Qing Dynasty has been gone for more than a hundred years, and you told me that you have imperial silk?"

"Want to take a look?"

Si Yan was not scared at all.

Wasn't the silk that Emperor Murong Yao of Daxin gave to Imperial Master Ye Lanxi the royal silk?

She had seen the silk, and every piece was too exquisite.

The color and texture are absolutely incomparable to modern fabrics.

If it wasn't inconvenient to store, she would have planned to keep it and find a tailor to make clothes for her.

Lin Shouxin found that the girl remained calm in the face of his teasing and ridicule, which was quite interesting, so he put down his phone and spoke seriously.

"All right, show me your 'royal' silk."

"Hold on."

Si Yan picked up his phone and sent a voice message to Jiang Yanli, asking him to bring in two samples.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Shouxin also sent a message in the industry exchange group: Look at something strange, look at something weird, look at a young girl selling silk.

The group is full of well-known figures from all walks of life. They are serious on weekdays, but when they chat in the group using virtual nicknames, they are more coquettish than each other.

Houde Zaiwu: Lao Lin, tell us more about it. How wonderful is it?

Da Mo Gu Lang: Lao Lin, start a live broadcast and let us see what kind of young girl it is.

The highest good is like water: Wait~

Lin Shouxin, using the nickname 'honest and trustworthy', chatted with the group members for a few words, and could not resist the urging of the group members, so he really turned on the camera of his mobile phone.

We chatted a little more.

When Lin Shouxin looked up, he suddenly saw Jiang Yanli and Jiang Yu walking towards him, each holding a bottle of silk.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Mr. Jiang? You, this..."

"Boss Lin, long time no see."

Jiang Yanli looked calm: "I have nothing to do with Jiang Mo and the Jiang family anymore. I'm working for Miss Si Yan now. I get 3,500 yuan a month with food and accommodation, and I also get five insurances and one fund."

What he meant was that the silk belonged to Miss Si Yan, and you could accept it however you wanted. You didn't have to worry about the Jiang and Mo families' ban on me. I was just an errand boy.

Lin Shouxin had previously received support from Jiang Yanli.

A few months ago, he followed his group friends to attend a business summit hosted by Mr. Jiang Yanli.

Yesterday, we heard that Jiang Yanli was banned, and the group members all felt sorry for Jiang Yanli.

Lin Shouxin was worried about Jiang Yanli, fearing that he would not be able to hold on, become devastated, and end up in poverty.

Now it seems that Mr. Jiang is flexible and will be able to turn the tide and make a comeback in the future.

Just for Mr. Jiang's sake, even if this silk is of the lowest quality, I have to buy it at a high price today.

Thinking of this, Lin Shouxin immediately took his cell phone and moved over to look at the two pieces of silk placed on the counter.

The first one is thin, soft, pure in color, and delicate to the touch, like smoke, with no trace of silk thread texture at all.

The second piece is bright in color, and the cloud pattern embroidered with gold and silver threads presents extremely rich changes in light and dark. The embroidery is exquisite and unprecedented.

Lin Shouxin couldn't let it go and touched it again and again.

Si Yan asked: "How is it? How much is my silk worth?"

"Miss Si Yan, I now believe that this silk of yours is for the royal use."

Lin Shouxin picked up the phone and said, "I'm not very good at silk, Mr. Jiang, do you mind if I ask my friends online for their opinions?"

Jiang Yanli took a step back and pointed at Si Yan: "She is the boss, you ask her."

Since he sold the first batch of gold today, he has always regarded himself as an employee, and Si Yan has gotten used to it.

She nodded: "Okay."

Lin Shouxin picked up his phone and saw that the group chat was in an uproar.

There was no discussion of how wonderful the 'young girl' was.

The topic was all about these two pieces of silk.

"Why do I think the silk on the left looks a bit like the Huanhua brocade mentioned in ancient books?"

"What is Huanhuajin?"

"Huanhua brocade is a brocade weaving technique that has been lost for more than 5,000 years. It is said that this craft is extremely complicated and the silk floss required is also extremely precious. In ancient times, only the extremely noble royal family was qualified to enjoy such high-quality silk."

"So is this Huanhua brocade? How can we verify its authenticity?"

"It's simple. Let Lao Lin wet the brocade with water. If flowers appear on the pure satin, it is undoubtedly Huanhua brocade. The ancient saying 'Flowers falling into the water' comes from this."

"I understand."

Lin Shouxin had a vague feeling that he was about to become rich.

He stood up, picked up a bottle of purified water, unscrewed it and handed it to Si Yan.

"Boss Si Yan, the price is negotiable. Drink some water to moisten your throat first."

"Thanks."

Si Yan reached out to take it.

Lin Shouxin let go early.

As he wished, the pure water in the bottle flowed out and soon wet a small part of the silk on the left.

Si Yan instinctively wanted to hold the bottle, but saw lively and vivid flowers floating on the satin surface as light as smoke.

The petals slowly bloom.

There are so many different shapes and forms, and they are so beautiful.

Si Yan was stunned: "This..."

"Miss Si Yan, you..."

This is the Huanhua brocade that has been lost for thousands of years.

As a businessman, Lin Shouxin knows very well that once anything is linked to being lost, its value is immeasurable.

He immediately expressed his willingness to buy all the brocade in Si Yan's hands at a price of 100,000 per piece.

One hundred rolls of silk, ten million.

"Ms. Si Yan, do you think it's okay?"

"OK."

Si Yan already had plenty of money, and she was already very satisfied if these hundred pieces of silk could be sold for 10 million.

Lin Shouxin took the time to take a look at the group chat on his phone.

Someone in the group has already offered 10 million to buy this piece of Huanhuajin.

As for the other ninety-nine pieces of silk, each one is a unique piece, and its value is second only to that of the Huanhua brocade.

Lin Shouxin was so excited that he was shaking all over. I'm rich, I'm rich. This huge wealth has finally come to me.

Seeing that it was getting late, Si Yan urged Lin Shouxin to transfer the money.

Jiang Yanli suddenly said something at this time.