Duan Ting was upset for three days in a row.
Every time he finds a sign that he is approaching Li Ruibai, someone will immediately jump out to stop him and prevent him from succeeding.
Fortunately, he is not in a hurry anymore. Duan Ting can only comfort himself so, it is he himself who wants to slow down, he is not in a hurry.
Only in the middle of the night, there is always the sound of someone pacing frequently at night in a certain guest room.
It has been three days since he came to the Liu Family Courtyard, and he hasn't even caught up with Li Ruibai in a word. This is not a question of urgency.
"Let's talk about the topic of opening the route again." On the morning of the fourth day, Duan Ting directly approached the wind Qingbai and picked up the things that had been delayed on the first day.
He chose to negotiate with Feng Qingbai.
Talking about business with Feng Qingbai is bound to suffer, and he is willing to suffer.
Feng Qingbai took out a few pieces of paper from the house and handed it to him, "The port profit of the route opened is forty or six points. I will sign or leave."
Look, I've been waiting here long ago.
Duan Ting's face twitched a few times, and the last time he gritted his teeth and checked.
To tell the truth, he dared not bargain.
I am afraid that the price will be higher after the return.
Forty-six, this is the least loss.
It is spread out and known to the world, I am afraid that the world will still say that the king of Nanling is kind.
The paper was divided into two copies by the Nanling King, and he collected one copy by himself, calmly saying, "Tomorrow is the market day in the town, and the family members will go to the market together. You have a chance to be a groom."
"Grateful, grateful, no, complete!" Duan Ting paused.
"The emperor is polite."
The man curled his lips and smiled and went away.
Xinghua Village is obviously more lively than usual on the market day in Cangwu Town.
The villagers walked in groups in groups, carrying baskets with poles, and gathered under the big locust tree with their little children.
There were many bullock carts parked early under the big locust tree, all owned by the villagers, waiting for the carts to be full, shouting a piece to the market.
Talking and laughing, the jubilant scene is extremely contagious.
There were many female relatives in the Liu family compound, and they were divided into two carriages.
One was driven by Zhiqiu and the other was driven by Duan Ting.
Sitting in the front of the car Mu Ran, Duan Ting's face can be said to be unlovable.
His white brocade robe was stripped off, and he changed into a coarse cloth like Fengqingbai, revealing two white and tender arms, which looked delicate and tender in a group of rough men, which was extremely conspicuous.
This is an image he has never seen before since his birth for more than 30 years.
If there were people from Beicang here, Duan Ting had no doubt that he would kill.
Looking at his arm, Duan Ting's only fortunate thing is that he can still find a few strong muscles on it. Seeing his strength, he saved his shame.
"Zhiqiu, this is a new visitor to your family? It looks familiar. Have you been here before?" An ox cart slowly caught up and passed slowly, and the man in a coat in the car raised his voice and laughed. , "This is the first time for the younger generation to drive a carriage, right? It's too slow, hahaha! Don't worry."
"Yes, the customer who used to seek medical treatment, Mr. Duan." Zhiqiu replied with a smile. Did not mention Duan Ting's identity, lest the villagers feel uncomfortable.
Duan Ting was expressionless, his gaze fell on the man's muscular, wheat-colored arm that was also exposed, and then silently retracted his white arm.
"Drive!" With a flick of the reins, the carriage slammed out, and immediately overtook the bullock carriage, leaving behind a dust of dust on the rear of the carriage.
Duan Tingyang's lips sneered when he heard the coughing sound that came later, making you darker than me!