Being able to start from scratch and establish a name in 20 years, Jin Hong is not lacking in ability and courage.

While the others were still watching, he broke the bank and bought a ship, which brought him a very good profit.

When others were frightened by the rolling heads of Zhu Kun's killing, he took the opportunity to expand his business and put himself under Zhang Siwei, who was only the general manager but had a close relationship with maritime merchants.

Jin Hong's evaluation of himself is that he has precise eyes and is courageous and knowledgeable.

But when the wine glass in his hand was snatched away and broken, when he was pushed to the front hall and saw the "virtuous nephew" who was enjoying the scenery outside through the window, Jin Hong found through his weak legs that he did not have enough courage as he imagined twenty years later.

"It's not bad, you can have this mansion in Hangzhou City, which is equivalent to a big mansion with five entrances and falls in the inner city of Kyoto." Zhang Juzheng was a little envious, "Kyoto Juju, it's not easy!" ”

"Aren't houses cheap in Kyoto?"

Zhang Juzheng rolled his eyes and didn't bother to speak, Qian Yuan sighed, he didn't expect that the housing prices in Beijing hundreds of years ago were so capricious that he had no friends.

Stepping into the front hall, Qian Yuan still had a familiar smile on his face, gentle and elegant, and even a little shy.

Jin Hong had to support the table with his right hand to ensure that he would not fall down with his weak legs, Zhang Siwei's disappearance was likely to be detained, and Qian Yuan, who was close to the governor's yamen, came to the door in mourning clothes...... Jin Hong had already prepared for the worst in his heart, but when he saw the gentle smile on Qian Yuan's face, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.

"Huh?" Zhang Juzheng suddenly stopped and looked down a few times, "It seems to be a Doucai Cup......"

Qian Yuan was shocked and squatted down to carefully look at the broken wine glass on the ground, and then saw the remaining wine glass on the table under Zhang Juzheng's prompting.

Open, shallow belly, lying on the foot, the cup body depicts the line chicken pecking early feeding chick with bucket color, the posture is lifelike, supplemented by peony, orchid, pillar stone pattern, all kinds of signs show that this is the most famous bucket color chicken bowl cup in Ming Dynasty porcelain.

"It is better to be a kiln than to be rich and noble." Zhang Juzheng praised it: "During the Chenghua period, the batch of doucai cups was offered to the court, and the defective products were destroyed, and the number of them that spread to the people was very small...... The Jin family has some foundation. ”

Although Qian Yuan didn't know much about antiques in his previous life, he had heard that hundreds of millions of yuan of Chenghua Doucai Chicken Bowl Cup had been auctioned at the auction, he was pleasantly surprised to play with the remaining one, and couldn't help but look down at the broken one on the ground, and turned around and scolded: "Zhang San, can you do something to prevent me from scolding you!" ”

You didn't let me do it, and let me not be polite...... Zhang San looked back speechless and aggrieved.

As if he understood the grievances in Zhang San's eyes, Qian Yuan sighed and explained carefully: "Who will this house belong to in the future?" What about the contents of the house? You're a loser! ”

After playing for a while, Qian Yuan sat down at the table and glanced around, except for Zhang Juzheng and the Qian family servants, only Jin Hong and his youngest son Jin Jiaying, who was less than two years old, and the other Jin family members were driven to the side hall.

"Oh, it's very well-behaved, there must be something to do when you grow up." Qian Yuan teased Jin Jiaying, smiled and beckoned, "Pen, ink, paper, inkstone." ”

Spread out the paper, the wolf was dipped in ink, Qian Yuan, who had already made the draft, waved it, and checked it carefully after writing, well, there are no simplified characters, and the writing is not bad.

Zhang Juzheng paced a few steps and glanced at it, glanced at the boss Jin out of the corner of his eye, pouted and thought that this look was really not good, obviously it was a tiger who only eats people and does not spit out bones, but he was regarded as a harmless little white rabbit by humans.

"Uncle Kim." Qian Yuan beckoned, with a smile on his face, "Come on, come on, sign a name, and press a handprint." ”

There are two pieces of paper on the table, the first is an IOU, which states that Jin Hong borrowed 5,000 taels of silver from the Qian family on February 15 this year, and the second is a mortgage, and the Jin family is unable to repay the loan, so the house is repaid.

February 15 was the day when Jin Hong used a fake IOU to defraud Qian Yuan of the silver.

That time, Jin Hong deceived five hundred taels of silver, and now, this amount has increased tenfold, uh, it should be more than that, this mansion plus the ornaments and furniture inside is more than five thousand taels of silver.

"Sign it, don't sign it, don't press your fingerprint, it's not easy to explain when you turn around and transfer the account at the county office." Qian Yuan explained carefully: "I don't want to learn Uncle Jin on this point, it's good that the name and handprint are real." ”

Jin Hong's hands kept shaking, "I, I, I ......"

"Hey, Uncle Jin won't help with this little thing?" Qian Yuan looked at the look on Jin Hong's face with interest like a cat catching a mouse, "No, it's not as good as Little Brother Jin." ”

"Ahem." Zhang Juzheng frowned and coughed twice, threatening someone else's son is too bottomless.

"Uncle, brother, this is suffering from a cold." Qian Yuan didn't look back, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Why don't you take a step first?" ”

"Why should a virtuous brother be so ......"

"Then let's go out and walk around the garden again." Qian Yuan interrupted unceremoniously.

Zhang Juzheng looked left and right and saw that Zhang San and the others were already eyeing each other, so he could only smile bitterly and step out of the front hall.

"Uncle Jin rest assured." Qian Yuan made a gesture for people to carry Jin Jiaying to the side hall next door, and said with a smile: "The friendship between the Qian family and the Jin family is there, no matter what, you can't let the Jin family break off the bloodline, this little nephew can pack a ticket." ”

Seeing that Jin Hong's face was blue and white for a while, Qian Yuan waved his hand and left only Zhang San, letting the others go out first, and then pulled Jin Hong to the chair and sat firmly, and even poured a cup of hot tea, and then talked eloquently.

"On the evening of the third day of the first lunar month, the Ming army attacked Ligang, when I witnessed the fire at sea in the city of Ningbo, and I received news at noon today that Ligang has become a scorched earth."

"Mr. Zhang is still detained in the governor's yamen, there is no way, he has too deep a relationship with maritime merchants, and even greeted the owner of Wufeng with a bow back then, how can Lord Zhongcheng put his mind at ease?"

"I gave the annual dividend of 20% of Yingxing Money Shop to Master Xing."

Jin Hong's fat body shrunk into a ball, and his mung bean-sized eyes were full of despair, but his two hands were still under the table.

Qian Yuan shook his head and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and explained: "The past does not forget the future, the fate of the former Zhejiang Governor Zhu Kun is there, and Lord Zhongcheng will not forget it." ”

"Zhejiang Province has a lot of contacts with maritime merchants, high-ranking families, scholarly families, and official eunuchs...... If you kill someone's head, Lord Zhongcheng will be worried in the future. ”

"Therefore, the governor's yamen will only find a few people who have no background, but stand out to kill forest birds."

"Uncle Jin, don't count on Mr. Zhang, apart from him, does the Jin family have any other background?"

"Tut, if not, the Jin family is quite suitable."

"By the way, maybe Uncle Jin also found out from Mr. Zhang that Lord Zhongcheng still owes me a small favor."

Of course, Jin Hong understands this passage, Qian Yuan has a relationship in the governor's yamen, and even Wang Chen owes him a personal favor, if Qian Yuan insists, the Jin family is likely to become that victim.

"By the way, isn't Uncle Jin curious why I came to the door in mourning clothes today?"

"Uncle Jin braved the snow to report the funeral a few years ago, which is touching, but unfortunately it didn't snow today." Qian Yuan leisurely took out the statue of Guanyin carved from mutton fat jade and put it on the table.

"Before leaving yesterday, I accidentally found that Brother Jin Shi was killed by the Japanese who fled to Ningbo, so I hurried back to Hangzhou, Uncle Jin, mourn."

Looking at Jin Hong's dead eyes, Qian Yuan kindly reminded: "I remember that Uncle Jin is an only son, and there are only two sons under his knees, right?" ”