Mu Fan followed behind Jiao Xiang, and many people gave Jiao Xiang a salute along the way. Jiao Xiang, a character who has had a few faces, just kept bowing his hand slightly at his feet, and when he met someone he was familiar with, he would stop and chat for a few words, and by the way, introduce his apprentice, that is, Mu Fan, to the other party.

I have to say that Jiao Xiang's circle is very wide, and along the way, Mu Fan has already met three owners of big food restaurants, two officials on duty, four hotel shopkeepers, and several chefs with big names. After walking for more than half an hour, the two of them made a few turns before they came to the door of a mansion.

Mu Fan looked up, the door of this mansion was even more spacious than Jiao's mansion, with ten layers of bluestone steps up and down, and white stone carvings of red-eyed unicorns on both sides. Six rows of brass door nails are erected horizontally on the black wood gate, and the plaque that is nearly two meters long and nearly two meters wide is hung on the door, and the blue background is gold ink, and the building Feifeng Dance writes four big characters 'Fengyuan Shangfu'.

"It's magnificent." Mu Fan exclaimed.

"Let's go." Jiao Xiang greeted, took the lead and walked towards the gate, and whispered to Mu Fan, who followed closely: "This merchant is my old friend, and he is also the top three businessmen in our Luxiang City. ”

"Got it, master." Mu Fan replied.

When the nursing home next to the door saw Jiao Xiang coming, he hurriedly saluted and replied respectfully: "I've seen Master Jiao." ”

"Well, what about your lord?" Jiao Xiang asked.

"The master is practicing calligraphy in the study in the back garden." The nurse replied.

Jiao Xiang nodded, and after gesturing to Mu Fan to follow, he ignored the people around him and walked directly to the backyard. Shang Que doesn't have many friends, but all of them are close friends, and they never need to report in advance. This is clear to everyone in the house.

Under the guidance of Jiao Xiang's familiar road, the two soon came to a quiet bamboo forest in the backyard. Next to the bamboo forest is an elegant two-story building.

"Old Shang, I'm here, hurry up and prepare tea!" Jiao Xiang smiled heartily, pushed open the door, and went directly to the second floor.

Mu Fan, who was following Jiao Xiang, looked intently at the second floor, which was a large open room, surrounded by green bamboo, and hung with all kinds of calligraphy and paintings. Facing the window is a large desk with the four treasures of the study. A middle-aged man in a black embroidered robe, holding a pen in his right hand and pulling his right sleeve with his left hand, is concentrating on writing.

Two petite maids stood respectfully beside them, one holding a white towel in his hand and the other holding a basin of water.

"I read and practice calligraphy in the morning, I said you don't want to test your fame, right?" Jiao Xiang sneered, walked to a bamboo chair and sat down, picked up the tea on the table and drank it. Mu Fan saw that there were only two chairs upstairs, and he consciously stood behind Jiao Xiang.

Between the flips of Shang Que's wrists, he wrote down the four big characters of 'omniscient business', put away his pen and stood, while looking at the words he wrote with assessment eyes, and said: "When can you change the problem of your big voice, I was just scared by you, my 'no' word is not written correctly, and the whole pair of words is ruined, you have to compensate me for a pair." ”

"You're blackmailing me." Jiao Xiang smiled, "Okay, I will wait for you for a while, and I will compensate you for a 'no treacherous business'." ”

"Okay." Shang Que put down the pen, washed his hands, picked up a white towel and wiped it, and then looked at Jiao Xiang and the others.

This merchant is the same age as Jiao Xiang, his face is slightly yellow, although he is a little thin, but he looks very energetic, and his appearance is more elegant, if it is not for the shrewdness of a businessman in his eyes, he is more like an old scholar who has been studying hard for decades.

After glancing at Mu Fan, Shang Que shifted his gaze, and did not ask who it was, but sat directly next to Jiao Xiang, took a sip of tea, and said, "Take a trip to the main city, have a good time." ”

"Don't mention it, I almost died of pission." Jiao Xiang waved his hand, gave Shang Que a look, and said, "This is my apprentice, Mu Fan, the word breaks the waves, I came here today to taste your bamboo leaf green." ”

"Oh?" Shang Que raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Mu Fan with a little meaning, and after a pause, he gestured to the two maids.

The two maids took a set of tea sets, skillfully brewed three cups of tea, and brought a stool to Mu Fan, and then respectfully withdrew. They didn't wait on the first floor, but left the backyard directly.

"Lao Hei, the apprentice who is playing smuggling, you also accept it?" Shang Que picked up the teacup and asked in a flat tone.

"I bought it from a friend." Jiao Xiang replied, "A lighter wants to be transferred to you." ”

"Bought?" Shang Que put down the teacup and looked at Mu Fan a little curiously.

"Boy, take your things out." Jiao Xiang said.

Mu Fan nodded, took out the lighter from his arms, and sent it to Shang Que with both hands. Shang Que took it, skillfully fired twice, and asked, "Where are the people?" ”

"Oh, home is in Tianlufang." Mu Fan's tone was quite respectful and replied.

"Tianlu Fang is the matchmaker, I basically know each other, I don't know who your friend is." Shang Que asked again.

"It's inconvenient for me to divulge this." Mu Fan said with embarrassment.

"You just give a price, why do you ask so much." Jiao Xiang said a word on the side.

Shang Que casually put the lighter next to the teacup, looked at Mu Fan and asked, "How much do you want?" ”

"I'm a layman in this business, just give me a number, I don't have anything to say." Since Jiao Xiang and Shang Que are good friends, and he is Jiao Xiang's apprentice, he will not give less to Shang Que when he comes.

"This kind of push-type lighter is not very popular anymore, and recently ordinary buyers like push-pull and rotary type, and large buyers prefer windproof lighters." Shang Que said, "The most important thing is that you are second-hand, you see, there is less than a third of the butane left in it." ”

Hearing Shang Que's rather professional analysis, Mu Fan was very surprised. He didn't even know that the gas in the lighter was called butane, if it wasn't for Jiao Xiang's old friend who had known him for many years, Mu Fan even suspected that this guy had also been teleported from the human world.

"For the sake of you being an old black apprentice, I can only give you this number." Shang Que stretched out a finger and said, "Think about it." ”

"Is it one, ten, or a hundred?" Mu Fan secretly said in his heart, he felt that the probability of one hundred was relatively large, although it was a second-hand disposable lighter, it was also considered a contraband, and the price would not be too low. A lighter sells for 100, that is a profit of 1:100, this business can be done.

"Okay, it's done." Mu Fan replied.

Shang Que nodded, took out a silver ticket from his arms, and handed it to Mu Fan.

"Thank you, Boss Shang." After Mu Fan took it, he glanced at it casually, and then froze in place. Although it is a traditional Chinese character, Mu Fan also recognizes it, and the amount column on the silver ticket clearly has three big characters, '10,000 taels'.