Chapter Seventy-Five: I'm Afraid You Can't
The bustard's brain is racing.
The place in Chunshui Building is not small, but because they are busy with business, the real free place is only two wings in the backyard, if it is really large-scale ice production, it is really not enough.
But to take down the house in front of you...
Everything is ready-made, and this house is only a hundred and ten steps away from Chunshui Tower, and the old bustard gritted his teeth and was ruthless!
Done!
"Good! Two thousand taels is two thousand taels! ”
As soon as these words came out, Jing Zhe was overjoyed, but his face was calm and did not show much.
"Madame is so refreshing, then this big benefit will be cheap for you!"
God's great good!
Chen Mo next to him watched Jing Zhe ask for a thousand taels of silver, and his mouth was so shocked.
Moreover, this is obviously a store that can't be opened soon, but it is sold at such a high price...
It's a... A bargaining wizard!
What would be the effect if he was sent to negotiate with those difficult Fanbang barbarians?
It's just beautiful!
"However, I'm going to give you this money twice!"
"Why?"
Jing Zhe frowned and said.
"After all, two thousand taels of silver is not a small amount, this method of making ice, Gongzi only said to me, but whether it is true or not, who knows?"
The bustard continued: "So, I can only give you five hundred taels in advance as a deposit, this method of making ice, I will see it tonight and try it out once, if this ice is made early tomorrow morning, I should bring the rest of the silver, what does the son think?" ”
Jing Zhe nodded after listening.
This requirement... It seemed reasonable, but he was not satisfied.
But he said: "In this case, the lady handed over the five hundred taels first, and transferred the title deed to you next, and it just so happened that there are ice-making raw materials in the firewood room, and the lady can send someone to guard here, and tomorrow morning, if the ice is made, I will come over and settle the balance with Mrs. in the next meeting." ”
After hearing this, the old bustard nodded, took five hundred taels of silver tickets and gave them to Jing Zhe, and prepared to call people in the Spring Water Building.
And Jing Zhe went out with her, and Mrs. Xu, the tool man, had been waiting in the yard for a long time.
Seeing Jing Zhe going out, he said with a smile: "I don't know why the son is looking for an old body?" ”
Until now, she didn't know that Jing Zhe was the Ah Kun son she was looking for, but she only knew that she had missed the opportunity to buy ice, so she came over this time to see if she could do some business with Qingliang Yixia.
"What does Madame think of my house?"
Mrs. Xu took a look, this house was dilapidated, there was nothing good, but since others asked so, she could only smile and say, "Not bad, not bad..."
"Hehe, I also think it's good, so I sold this house and the ice-making method to Chunshui Building."
“……”
Surprised, shocked, and then unwilling and angry crawled onto Mrs. Xu's face, and said to Jing Zhe: "Childe, how can this ice-making method be easily sold?" ”
After thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, so he changed his words and said, "Even if you sell it, you can't sell it to them Chunshui Building, right?" ”
"How do you talk with the surname Xu? Why can't you sell us Chunshui Building? ”
"The popsicle made in the cool summer only sells for 100 yuan, and your ice wine in Chunshui Building dares to sell 500 yuan a bowl - is it black or not? If I sell you the method of making ice to this black-hearted woman, I am afraid that a bowl of ice wine will be sold for one or two silver in the future! ”
Mrs. Xu said with a sneer.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The old bustard glared at her fiercely: "The price of ice wine in our Chunshui Building is well-founded, the price of ice wine in Jingzhou is 500 wen a bowl, they can sell it, why can't we?" ”
"Phew, your face is so big, do you dare to compare with Jingzhou?"
Taking a sip, Mrs. Xu said disdainfully.
"You're shameless!"
The bustard is also not to be outdone.
"You mean!"
"Shame on you!"
"When I was young, I was a wave of hooves, and now I am old, I don't know how to restrain a little? I really take myself seriously! ”
"Oh, it's better than some people who want to make waves and no one wants it, it's really sad!"
“……”
The two shrews scolded the street, and the meat talk was frequent, Chen Mo, who had never seen this kind of posture, was stunned aside, and the more he listened, the more he blushed.
Turning his head to look at Jing Zhe, he saw that he was enjoying his face, eager to move a stool, take a watermelon, and listen to it with relish.
Chen Mo stabbed him with some dissatisfaction.
Jing Zhe turned his head and saw Chen Mo snorting at him, and immediately understood, and quickly ended the journey of eating melons.
"Ahem, two ladies, stop arguing!"
"Humph!"
"Humph!"
The two of them still gave Jing Zhe face, snorted coldly at each other, and turned their heads to the side.
"Mrs. Xu, if you want to make ice wine in the future, you can buy ice from Chunshui Building!"
"Buy from her? I don't dare! ”
"Hmph, I don't sell it either!"
"Hmph, I don't buy it yet!"
Mrs. Xu immediately looked at Jing Zhe and seemed to plead: "Childe, sell me this ice-making method!" ”
Scratching his head, Jing Zhe was a little embarrassed: "The most important thing in doing business is integrity, Mrs. Xu is a step late, and she has already agreed to sell it to Chunshui Building!" ”
"It's just a promise, you didn't sign it, right?"
Jing Zhe shook his head, "No! ”
"It's good if you don't have it! Sell it to us! I can give as much money as she can give! And in the future, the son or the relatives and friends of the son will go to our drunken dream building, all for free! Those handsome girls in the building, the son can choose at will! ”
Jing Zhe: ⊙_⊙
Chen Mo: T^T
Fat Ball: ^O^
Yes, the most exciting thing to hear this is undoubtedly the fat ball, relatives and friends are all free, and the girl can choose at will, this fucking groom every night in the future, who is still looking for a wife?
The more Fat Qiu thought about it, the more excited he became, and whispered to Jing Zhe: "Young village master, this... I'll see it! ”
Jing Zhe's eyes swept over his lower three paths, shook his head and said, "I also think it's okay, but I'm afraid you can't!" ”
“……”
Fat Qiu's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, but Jing Zhe had a calm face, and the others couldn't help but laugh when they saw this.
"Don't worry, this uncle!"
Mrs. Xu stood up, "No, it doesn't matter, we lack everything in the Drunken Dream Building, but there is no shortage of medicine!" When the uncle can't do it, just eat a little bit to keep you alive and strong! ”
“……”
Fat Ball gasped, and it took a while for a while to burst out a word:
"Get out!"
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