The First Gongsheng of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 10
Jiang Dezhong froze on the spot.

It's right to think about it, anyway, the rice is lent to the son-in-law, how can he use it, is he really going to interfere?

"Father-in-law, my son-in-law understands what's on your mind. Don't you just want to use these fifty shimi to ruin my family and send my wife and children back to your house? I'm giving you a push now. If I lose, I'll have nowhere to go." If you turn around, you won't be able to stay in Nanjing, so your wish will come true by then?"

Jiang Dezhong blushed, and his son-in-law had figured out all the small calculations in his heart.

Jiang Dezhong said: "Even if you are allowed to accept more than 200 shimi, how will you make a profit?"

Zhang Zhou smiled and said, "I'll bet on him that the price of rice will rise after one month, and the price of rice will fall back after another two months. Is it true that I made the difference for nothing?"

"Do your Spring and Autumn Dream!"

Jiang Dezhong almost spat over.

Zhang Zhoudao: "My son-in-law has gotten to this point, if he doesn't have any more dreams, he will really be in a state of desperation and no one will ask on the street. If you have no objection, son-in-law will continue to collect rice?"

Jiang Dezhong thought about it for a while, feeling strange in his heart, but couldn't explain why, so he waved his hand, tantamount to acquiescing the feasibility of this matter.

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After Zhang Zhou finished his work, he went back home.

Jiang Dezhong still sat there for a long time without recovering, but it was Jiang Shanquan who ran over and said, "Father, what's the matter? Did Bingkuan take more than 200 shimi back? Or is it Chen's?"

Only then did Jiang Dezhong tell his son Zhang Zhou's plan.

Jiang Shanquan said angrily: "Father, you want my sister to bring the child back and drive Bingkuan to a dead end. I can understand, but have you ever thought that if he took the opportunity to sell the rice and run away with money, he would return to this mess? Who cleans up?"

Jiang Dezhong said: "He said that even if he sells rice, he will leave the money on the cabinet first, and after two months he will make up for the rice that needs to be paid off, and then he will take away the rest of the money."

"Then if the price of rice rises and doesn't fall back, wouldn't we have to fill the hole?" Jiang Shanquan is smart in business and worthy of the name of the Jiang family's second shopkeeper.

Jiang Dezhong said impatiently: "The weather is good. The autumn grain has just arrived. Where can the price of rice rise? I can't wait for it to rise. There was a disaster last year, and there was so much old rice in the warehouse. There is no way out until now. Otherwise, why should I lend him fifty shimi? How much is his money?"

Jiang Shanquan said: "Does father really believe him?"

"When did I trust him? But this kid, who used to be the kind of prodigal son who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, when did he know the bitterness of a businessman? But I don't know where he learned so many weird things. Why do I feel that I am empty by him?" Is the glove white wolf trapped?"

This is what Jiang Dezhong couldn't understand.

Jiang Shanquan said flatly: "Father, it's not that you're talking about frustration, don't ruin the reputation of our shop because of this! During the autumn harvest season, it's fine if you don't go out to grow rice, but you still collect it at home? If I collect some new rice, I won't say anything...My brother-in-law dug a hole for you, just jump into it."

"Go, go, brat, when is it your turn to teach your father a lesson? Have you settled on the business of distiller's yeast, and come here to amuse your father? Get lost!"

Jiang Dezhong didn't vent his anger on Zhang Zhou, but directed all his anger on his son.

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Zhang Zhou has completed the preparations for the small and big. The next step is to wait for the price of food to rise.

That was the best memory in his mind, but he hadn't experienced it yet, and it was ruined by the one in front of him.

"Master, you really know how to do business. I want to learn from you. I am naturally eager to learn." Liu Gui had already finished his errands and could go back. His cooperation with Zhang Zhou had ended, but he was still thinking about today. A day of scenic experience.

Zhang Zhou squinted at him: "Do you see my brilliance?"

Liu Guidao: "How clever are you? You are simply a god. You can get so much rice for nothing without spending a penny."

Zhang Zhou waved his hand: "I didn't get it in vain, it was a risk for myself. If you want to work with me in the future, it's fine, but there is a fee for studying."

"what?"

If you don't give money, you still have to give change?
Zhang Zhoudao: "You know, I can't make any money now, and the goods are all under pressure in Jiang's warehouse. If you can give me a part-time job for free, I can consider it. Of course, if I make money in the future, your share will be indispensable. "

"Okay, okay." Liu Gui made a calculation and it was appropriate.

But Zhang Zhou stretched out his hand: "Today's ten pennies, do you..."

Liu Gui saw that he was indeed a stingy expert, and he would not let go of the ten-cent salary, but he was thinking about making a big deal with Zhang Zhou, so he reached into his pocket and took out the ten-cent coin again. Handed over to Zhang Zhou with a face full of reluctance.

Zhang Zhou threw back two more texts: "This is the money for your meal today. I can't be unreasonable. I'll give you my place to live. Come and ask in two days to see if I have anything for you."

"Okay."

Liu Guiqian lost all his strength for a day, but he still seemed to be enjoying a lot of glory.

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When Zhang Zhou returned home, it was completely dark.

Jiang Pingyu asked: "Did your husband sell all the rice?"

"The price of rice hasn't risen yet, and it hasn't been sold. I bought another batch. Don't ask me where I got the money. In short, it's a white wolf with empty hands. The greater the risk, the greater the reward." Zhang Zhou raised his sleeves, "I haven't eaten for a day. , have you eaten?"

"Here, let my sister bring it to you." Jiang Pingyu said, taking out what looked like an invitation letter, "Today when my husband was away, someone knocked on the door, but I didn't dare to answer, but someone came in through the crack of the door. Yes. It’s for the husband, I haven’t opened it myself.”

Zhang Zhou was about to wash his face, when he heard that he opened the invitation card and said with a smile, "I was asked to meet the old man together, the day after tomorrow, as a thank-you ceremony."

Jiang Pingyu was puzzled and said: "This hasn't been listed yet, why should I thank my teacher?"

Zhang Zhoudao: "Our group of tribute students are mostly regular tribute students. Who do you really think can win the list? Of course, except for me...hehe. They are afraid that someone among their classmates will really be won. At that time, if they want to invite them, please invite them." If not, take this opportunity to get acquainted. Just in time to meet, I have plans."

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The next day, Zhang Zhou had nothing to do at home, but he made full use of his memory of two lifetimes, went to the street to buy some paper, cut it out, and wrote at home.

"Others are writing chanting scriptures or transcribing scrolls. What are you writing?"

It was Jiang Pingyu who picked it up to read a passage, blushed instantly, and threw the book back with a sound of "Oops".

Zhang Zhou said with a smile: "Have you heard about "Water Margin"? I am a derivative book with a high artistic content. These days, it is not easy to make a living. If you want to make a fortune through industry, you also need capital. I can only sword Take a slant! Ma'am, which paragraph did you see such a big reaction?"

Jiang Pingyu blushed and pointed to a paragraph in the book.

I saw what was written on it: "At the moment, the two of you are in a cloud and rain. Just about to adjust your clothes, I saw Wang Po opened the door and came in. She made a fuss, clapped her hands, and said in a low voice, "You two have done a good job!" "

It was the period when the official Ximen and Sister Jinlian had just achieved good things.

Zhang Zhoudao: "It's nothing. I've already written very restrainedly. But... no wonder, no wonder."

In such an era, seeing words such as "snow skin" and "lotus root arm" can make people think about it. Maybe the things I wrote are really beyond the taboo, but if I don't violate the taboo, who would look at it and want to rely on publishing The industry has re-established the family.

"I'm going to copy a few chapters. I'll bring this thing to my classmates tomorrow, and ask them to enlighten me. By the way, I'll tickle their addicts."

(End of this chapter)