Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 21 Meeting Fan Zheng Again
Zhao Wen led Zhao Daniu into the market.

Zhao Wen had never sold goods in the Ming Dynasty before, so he didn't know what the process of selling goods was.So he asked Zhao Daniu to park the cart in a corner, let Zhao Daniu and Wang Qi guard it, and walked around first.

After walking a few steps, Zhao Wen saw a Tartar pulling a few horses arguing with a middle-aged man with a goatee.Zhao Wen became interested for a while, so he stood there and watched with relish.

"What are you talking about? Our fine horses are rare horses on the prairie. You only pay 20 taels of silver for each horse. You are blackmailing. You Ming people are like this. You are extremely greedy for money." Wearing a tattered leather jacket, the smelly Tazi spoke broken Chinese and argued with a middle-aged man in a robe and a goatee.

The goatee stroked the beard on his chin and walked around the horses a few times.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the buttocks are too small, and the horse's hooves are too small." Goat nonsense stretched out his hand, pinched the horse's back a few times, and then said: "It's not a good horse without fat. It's just a draft horse at best. No horses."

Seeing the goatee slandering his horse so much, the tartar turned cold instantly, and he roared angrily: "You are a wise man, you don't even know what a horse is. I won't sell it to you, I want to leave."

As the tartar said, he wanted to pull the steed away.

The goatee squinted his eyes and looked at the tartar, how could he let him run away with the fat sheep he got.

So he snorted and said to the strong men beside him, "Stop him!"

A few brawny men in bunts, more than eight feet tall like an iron tower stood in front of the tartar, and said coldly, "You can't leave today!"

That Tartar was also very hot-tempered, and when he saw that he was surrounded by people, he immediately began to curse in Tatar.

"Okay, you are a Tartar, how dare you scold me!" The leading strong man should have dealt with Tartars often and knew some Tartar language, otherwise, he would not understand that the Tartars were scolding him.

The brawny man stretched out his calloused hands and grabbed at the tartar.

It was also because the tartar was alone, so the goatee was more courageous.

"Hmph, you smart people!" The tartar snorted coldly, then threw down the reins of the horse in his hand, and rushed towards the leading strong man.

Although this tartar is not as tall as a strong man, after all, he lives on the grassland all year round, and his strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Oh!"

The strong man in the lead was directly knocked away by the tartars and fell to the ground, with blood continuously flowing out of his nose.

"Beat someone, beat someone, the Tartars are going to kill someone!"

The surrounding merchants began to yell as if they didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

The tartar stood there with a panicked face, and said to the surroundings: "I didn't, he did it first, I didn't!"

After all, this is Ming's territory, and he is alone now.So I was a little panicked.

Unfortunately, no one listened to his explanation at all.

Soon, the soldiers guarding the place noticed the commotion here, and they ran over with long guns in hand.

"What's going on?" The leading soldier shouted.

"My lord, this Tartar has beaten someone."

"That's right, this Tartar is not a good guy. From his posture, he seems to want to kill someone."

The people around spoke in a hurry.

This is not to blame for these merchants. After all, the Ming Dynasty has been bullied by the Tartars for many years. Now they have found an opportunity to vent their anger. How could everyone let go of this great opportunity to add insult to injury?
The soldier looked at the Tartar standing there, and said in a low voice, "Is that so?"

The tartar said with a panicked face: "No, that's not the case."

"No? Then why are you panicking?"

As the soldiers said, they led their men and horses to surround the Tartars.

"what happened?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a melon cap and long gown and a strong Tartar man in a leather jacket walked over surrounded by a large group of people.

The soldier saw this man, and hurriedly walked up to the middle-aged man: "Uncle Fan, this tartar wants to kill someone."

The strong man next to him looked at the Tartar standing in the middle, and snorted coldly: "Chaganbari, what are you doing here? What's going on here?"

The middle-aged man was Fan Zheng. He stopped, turned his head, looked at the strong Tartar man, and said, "Zana Taiji, do you know him?"

Zana nodded and said: "He is a herdsman under me. He came to the market with me today to buy and sell horses. I don't know what happened, but there was a commotion in the market."

Seeing Zana approaching, Chaganbari hurried to him and began to speak in Tatar.

Fan Zheng's complexion changed. Although he was from the Ming Dynasty, he knew a lot of Tatar because he often did business with the grassland.He also understood a lot of the conversation between Chaganbari and Zana just now.

At this moment, the goatee trotted over, "Boss, this tartar doesn't know how to flatter me. He actually disliked the low price I offered, refused to sell his horse, and even injured our people."

Fan Zheng immediately understood what was going on when he heard Goatee's words.

This is obviously because my subordinates want to take advantage of others and plan to buy and sell by force.It's a pity that Chagan, who has never followed suit, wants to leave.And this goatee didn't expect the duck with its beak to fly away, so he planned to let his hands go down to stop him.

"Mr. Fan, I need you to give me an explanation!"

Zana turned his head and looked at Fan Zheng coldly.

Fan Zheng kicked Goatee's stomach directly, kicking him to the ground, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Anyone who doesn't have eyes, dare to bully? I think you are an iron king!" Scale, you are not greedy enough. Someone, hit me!"

As soon as Fan Zheng finished speaking, a few strong men in bunts came out behind him, and they beat the goatee violently.

The goatee kept wailing, "Boss shopkeeper, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was deceived by lard, I hope the shopkeeper will forgive me..."

Fan Zheng didn't look at the goatee at all, and said directly to Zana: "Zana Taiji, look..."

"You are not sincere, just now your subordinates have insulted the descendants of Changshengtian, this cannot be resolved with a single beating." Zana said Xingzi, spitting.

Fan Zheng looked at Zana bitterly, and said, "Then what should we do?"

Zana stretched out two fingers and said, "The food you sell us will be [-]% cheaper. Otherwise, this matter will never end."

"Twenty percent? That's impossible. This price is already our biggest concession. If it is [-] percent cheaper, then we will lose money." Fan Zheng exclaimed.

"Hehe, you know how much money your Fan family can make in this business. I don't want to say any more. If you don't agree, then I'll find someone else. I believe that there will be many people who are willing to do business with us business."

"At most [-]% more, or you will really lose money."

"One and a half!"

"One to two!"

"Okay, it's a deal." Zana smiled, patted Chaganbari on the shoulder, and said in tatar: "You did me a big favor today. Tell me, what reward do you want?"

Chagan said in fear, "Don't dare, dare not!"

"If you tell me what you say, just say it, what's the point?"

"I don't dare to ask for any rewards, I just want to be by Taiji's side."

"Haha, you are someone who knows the current affairs. From now on, you will be my bodyguard." Zana laughed twice and said with satisfaction.

Fan Zheng listened to the conversation between the two, wishing he could strangle the goatee to death.It's a pity that the deal is done, even if the goatee is strangled to death, it will not help.

"Zanataiji, we will deliver the five thousand shi of grain to you after we pack it up, that is, in the last few days, and then you can send someone to receive it. Oh, yes, it's still the same way as before." Fan Zheng looked at Zana with a bitter face.I greeted the eight generations of ancestors with goatee directly in my heart.

Zana laughed loudly and said, "Okay, okay, shopkeeper Fan is busy first, so I'll leave first."

Following Ming's example, Zana cupped his hands, and then left the room with Chaganbari.

Fan Zheng turned his head, looked at the goatee, and scolded: "You bastard, I thought you were smart before, so I promoted you to be in charge. I didn't expect that I was wrong, you are a pig, a big stupid Pig. You almost messed up a business worth tens of thousands of taels. From now on, you should just be a boy obediently."

Fan Zheng flicked his sleeves, turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, Zhao Wen, who was standing in the crowd watching all this, suddenly said, "Treasurer Fan!"

Fan Zheng turned around and saw Zhao Wen at a glance, so he put on a smiling expression, cupped his hands and said, "So it's Brother Zhao."

Zhao Wen squeezed out from the crowd and said, "Shopkeeper Fan, I have a truckload of goods to sell. I don't know who to contact. Let me ask you."

"What?"

"A cart of skins and a little ginseng."

"Ginseng?" Fan Zheng's eyes lit up. It will soon be the birthday of Fan Yongdou, the head of the Fan family. Fan Zheng has been trying to get some Korean ginseng as a gift for him these days, but unfortunately he doesn't know how to do it recently and keeps buying it. less than.Now when I heard that Zhao Wen had it here, I instantly regained my spirits.

"May I ask where you are now?" Fan Zheng asked impatiently.

Zhao Wen smiled slightly and said, "Come with me."

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