"Auntie, you are here."
Liu Wen quickly got up from his chair as if he saw a savior. His defenses against Wu Zheng in the past were obviously gone for a moment.
There is no way that he, the wise man regarded by his brothers at the beginning, is now a complete joke in front of this uncle. As for his worry that a powerful uncle would seize the power of Seinfeld, he now thinks that he is the master! It takes a man to be suitable.
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "What's the matter, Uncle Liu, is it possible that you are always worried about what you have encountered?"
Liu Wen rubbed his hands and chuckled, "Speaking of which, I am not afraid of my uncle laughing. My old man was so anxious that my brothers would make another batch of salted fish, which is two hundred catties. Now that we have discussed how to deal with the surname Tian. Yes, but this salted fish..."
Wu Zheng laughed and said, "It is naturally inappropriate to transport this salted fish back to the mountain. As for how you want to sell it, I heard my grandma say that Yuzhou City seems to have a toothbrush! Why don't you go there? Try it in your teeth?"
"Yaxing? That's right! Why did the old man forget those dentists."
Looking at Wu Zheng who was smiling, Liu Wen couldn't help but flushed. Such a simple matter actually troubles my uncle. It seems that he is old.
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "You are always used to doing business with that surname Tian, and it is normal to never think that it is normal to go to this place. By the way, I brought the horse today, and I have to find my brother to go back to the mountain to report the letter. This matter is early. Not too late."
It was another day in the blink of an eye as a white horse passed by, and the winter sun was lingering, and a medicine bowl in Tian Bangzhou's house flew out first.
The butler took a trot along the rain corridor, ignoring the group of maids and servants who were fighting forever outside the study, and lifted his feet into the study of Tian Bangzhou.
Watching the spilled concoction leap over carefully, and after arriving at the desk, before Tian Bangzhou who was furious, he did not speak yet, but he heard Tian Bangzhou slap on the table and said: "Don't say that the refined salt of the dog's stuff hasn't been refined yet. come out."
The housekeeper couldn't help feeling bitter. That's right, Zhao Yi had practiced dozens of pots in the past two days, and the taste was no different from the first pot.
Looking at the housekeeper with a bitter face and not speaking, Tian Bangzhou knew that his expectations were once again frustrated. Angrily, he patted the table and said, "Dog things do not want me to be good! The genius doctor Huang told me to quit my anger recently, otherwise the disease It won’t be bad. But with this dog, Lao Tzu is already burning incense without being angry with him."
"Master, why don't we see for nothing?"
Tian Bangzhou glanced at the housekeeper, then sat down on the chair again, not knowing what he was thinking about, touching his fists, and rubbing his thumbs on his index finger constantly, seemingly struggling inside.
The steward took a look and then leaned back and said, "Although one or two refined salt and one amount of gold are used, in the eyes of the old slave, although this refined salt is good, it is not something that anyone can make. As for that Zhao Yi is just a calculated one. How could a fool who came out knew such a core secret of Shenmuzhai."
Tian Bangzhou leaned on the chair and said, "But I am still a little unwilling!"
"Master forgive me for the courage of the old slaves, don't we make the same money when we buy and sell salted fish! As long as we hand over the surname Zhao to Song Da, it is not impossible for the two of us to clear up our previous suspicions."
Tian Bangzhou waved his hand and said, "If it's really just for money, I won't have to worry about it so much. Let me tell you the truth! A few days ago, Lord Sima Zhou from Youwuwei's marching army came to Yuzhou again to raise salt for the army. You said if we can send this refined salt recipe, how much credit is it? Let's not talk about sealing a wife, and asking for a loose official is not a problem, right!"
In Dazhou, the merchants are humble and humble. Although they have a wealth of wealth, their social status is not as good as a muddy leg digging in the ground. The most important thing is that their low social status will make them restrained in the process of doing business.
For this reason, they have to send money to the government, or simply rely on the powerful and turn their business into the business of the powerful, otherwise the business will not go on.
Gradually, they felt that they were a fat pig raised by those rich and powerful, and when they wanted to eat meat that day, they would come over and kill Laozi. And those who put their business in the name of the powerful will also worry about it all day long, if one day the powerful and powerful they are attached to turn their faces, the world that they have worked so hard to defeat with their ability will have to give it away, and even reason. There is no place. #... ... (End of this chapter)