(Go to the net.) "Here comes the wine—" A few strong men walked through the crowd, holding a jar of unopened wine in their arms. Go and see the net. When I saw it, I clapped my hands happily, and finally I was able to drink this sweet and delicious village brew again.

"Lord, this is the rice wine made by our villagers, the selection is the best millet rice, buried in the ground for three years, although it is not as good as the palace jade liquid, but it also has a unique flavor. As he spoke, he untied a jar of wine, and a crisp aroma of wine greeted him.

"This wine is really delicious, I don't believe you can taste it. Under my pludation, Zhi Ze picked up the wine glass in disbelief and took a sip. Test Text Watermark 3.

"How is it?" Seeing his entrance, I asked impatiently, and after a while, Zhi Ze slowly opened his eyes. "It's really good wine!" Zhi Ze turned around and said, "Uncle, leave a jar for myself, I won't get drunk today!"

"Okay!" Seeing that Zhize was happy, Cui Bo hurriedly beckoned the villagers to move a few more jars of wine to help the fun.

The western sky was covered with fiery clouds of various shapes, and the carriage slowly moved along in the afterglow of the setting sun, followed by an ox cart full of wine jars. Test Text Watermark 5. Zhize was a little drunk, leaning back against the wall of the car with a flushed face, squinting his eyes and humming a little tune. Yuan Lin, who had been playing for a day, also fell asleep in my arms, making an even breathing sound.

I sat in the car and looked at the father and son, my heart was very satisfied, the family lived happily together, isn't this what I dreamed of? The eyes fell on Yuan Lin's childish face, my heart suddenly ached, maybe, maybe there is another child of my own, that sense of happiness will be stronger.

Suddenly there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves behind the car, and the horsewhip in the horseman's hand was almost never heard, whipping after whipping. Test Text Watermark 1. Why are you in such a hurry? I couldn't help but be a little confused, and just wanted to pull the curtain to take a look, but Zhize suddenly woke up, opened his eyes suddenly, and was startled. Before I could react, Zhize stood up with a snort, opened the window, and poked his head out.

A galloping horse whizzed past the window, and immediately the man looked dressed as a soldier, carrying something faintly behind him, and headed straight in the direction of Luoyang. Test text watermark 7.

Zhi Ze didn't speak, he didn't know what he was thinking, he just lay there blankly, staring at the direction where the other party disappeared, because he was facing away from me, so he couldn't see the expression on his face at the moment.

"What's wrong, Zhize?" I whispered to him.

Zhi Ze fell back to his seat heavily, his face was not worried: "I don't know what news is coming from the northwest again." ”

The intuition of guarding the border for many years did not deceive people, and early in the morning, Zhize received a holy decree from the emperor and summoned him to the palace to discuss the pacification of the border troubles. Test Text Watermark 6. Seeing him go out, I was not idle, there was a more tricky thing waiting for me to complete.

Walking through the noisy crowd on the street, there is no doubt that my footsteps are in the big house.

"Please help me report, I want to see your rich son. "When I came to the door, I handed my name card to the gatekeeper.

The little guy didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly ran into the house to report. Taking advantage of this, I stood in front of the door and looked inside curiously, the first thing that caught my eye was a tall and verdant rockery, euphemistically covering the scenery behind, through the gap in the rockery, I curiously guessed the buildings behind the carved railings. Test Text Watermark 1.

After a while, a maid came back with the little maid, came to me and bowed and saluted, "Miss Feng, my son-in-law has something to deal with now, and I have no time to greet him, and I hope that Miss will forgive me." Please let the slave guide the young lady's path. As he spoke, he made a sideways gesture of please.

After a moment's hesitation, I followed the maid into this somewhat mysterious looking mansion, which was not much different from ordinary mansions from the outside, but the layout was also very stylish. Test Text Watermark 9. The house is very lively, and the people in dark blue robes go in and out, all holding account books and other things in their hands, looking at their shrewd and capable appearances, they should be people like the small account office of the money bank.

"Miss Xiaoxiao!" Lao Yuan saw a group of servants walking forward surrounded by a young man, who was not Qian Cong, who was coming. Seeing his red face, he was obviously in good spirits. Test Text Watermark 4.

"Miss Xiaoxiao, why do you have time to come to my house today?" Aside from the subordinate beside him, Qian Cong led me to his study.

"It's okay, I haven't seen you in such a long time, I want to hear you play. I replied with a smile.

"Really?" As soon as I said this, Qian Cong showed surprise on his face, opened his seat and invited me to sit down, and said with some regret: "You wait for a while, I'll deal with the affairs of the store first." After saying that, he sat back at the table and waved his hand to the door, and several bookkeepers who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly stepped forward. Test Text Watermark 3.

"Report to the son, the price of grain in the capital has risen by eight cents today, and everyone thinks that the price of grain will rise again in the future. May I ask Childe, do you continue to keep the grain in stock?" a bookkeeper came out of the shift to report and handed an account to Qian Cong.

Qian Cong didn't answer in a hurry, just used a pen to write and draw on the ledger, falling into deep thought. After a while, he raised his head and said with certainty: "You can't continue to hoard any longer, distribute all the grain in the warehouse to all grain stores, and you must sell it all within three days, and there must be no mistakes!"

"But..."After listening to Qian Cong's words, several accounts below were discussing, and they did not understand the master's decision, and they all suggested waiting for a few more days, waiting for the price of grain to rise for a few more days before selling. Test Text Watermark 3.

"No, we can't wait. Qian Cong was not moved at all, shook his head and said: "The rise in grain prices this time is only caused by the floods in Qingzhou and the panic of the people of Jingshi to stock up on grain. I have just received news that the officials sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief have returned to Beijing to resume their lives, and the disaster must have eased, and the price of food has fallen in the past few days. ”

I didn't expect him to be so well-informed, and he knew it as soon as Zhize came back. Watching him handle all kinds of affairs in an orderly manner, I was secretly amazed in my heart. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you really couldn't connect the big businessman in front of you with the shy young man you met at the beginning.

After returning from the trip, I specially inquired about him from my subordinates, originally Qian Ji was just a small money bank, Qian Cong's parents died prematurely, and the elderly grandfather had to pass on the family business to the little grandson who seemed to be weak. Who knows, after this young man with a weak crown took over the family business, he showed an amazing talent for business and a unique grasp of investment, which made the scale of Qian Ji bigger and bigger, until it became a large consortium with 100 branches all over the Central Plains today.

The seemingly complicated affairs became familiar under the guidance of Qian Cong, and after a while, all the work was completed, and the people were sent away, and a familiar smile appeared on Qian Cong's face.

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