Among the six divisions, because of a letter from Wen Tiren, he fell into contemplation and controversy, and Wen Tiren, who was cheated by Zhu Shun, was also on his way to the Jingshi University Hall.

Wen Tiren came to the hall of Beijing Normal University and did not find Zhu Shun, but saw three strange people, one was not old but like a little old man, squatting under a small locust tree and smoking dry tobacco.

A dumbfounded man stood next to a loom, ignoring him no matter how he shouted, as if he was stupid.

There is also a Wen Tiren, who is always smiling on his frightened face, his eyelids are jumping, because this kid is playing with explosives with a fanatical face, well, this new word is heard from the mouth of the only normal Zhang Tao.

In such a grotesque school, the normal Zhang Tao is abnormal.

Wen Tiren learned Zhu Shun's location from Zhang Tao, and rode a yellow donkey along the cracked fields to the coal kiln area on the other side of the river.

There are more than 70 anthracite coal kilns recorded in the Wanli Accounting Record, and there is an even larger amount of bituminous coal underground.

It's a pity that these coal kilns are basically deserted, and Zhu Shun asked the third uncle to call the stewards of all the abandoned coal kilns in western Beijing, ready to buy these abandoned coal kilns.

Coincidentally, the biggest proprietor of these abandoned coal kilns is Fang Langzhong of the Wenxuan Division, and the largest proprietor of those bituminous coal mines that have not yet been mined is also an acquaintance.

Wu Sangui.

It's just that Zhu Shun knows him, and Wu Sangui doesn't necessarily know Zhu Shun.

Under a small hill, Zhu Shun sat on an official hat chair, looking at the coal kiln stewards who were gradually gathering, ready to let the third uncle tell the price.

Yu Guang saw an acquaintance, it seemed to be Wen Tiren who had met once, Zhu Shun temporarily handed over this place to the third uncle, and walked over: "How can Mr. Wen have time to come here today, won't he come here to buy coal?" ”

Wen Tiren put his hands in his sleeves, even if he had already started to scold his mother in his heart, he still put on that smiling expression: "Where is it, I heard that the scenery here is good, and I came here to enjoy the scenery today." ”

Enjoy the view? There is no grass here, there is nothing to enjoy, I believe you are a ghost.

Zhu Shun smiled faintly, said a word and turned around and left: "Mr. Wen is here to enjoy the scenery, then I won't bother you." ”

The smile on Wen Tiren's face was a little stiff, he had been in the government and the opposition for so long, and it was the first time he had seen such a person who played cards according to common sense.

Thinking of Zhu Shun's way of breaking the game a few times before, if he was a person who played cards according to common sense, he would not be standing here today, and there would be no bones left that had been eaten by the Donglin Party a long time ago.

Wen Tiren took out a jade snuff box, smeared a little pungent mint cream, suppressed the urge to scold in his heart, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhu, wait a minute, there are some things I want to talk to you about." ”

Zhu Shun didn't choke him with this sentence, he really wanted to leave, and he didn't know what was going on, as long as he saw this rich man who was kinder than anyone else, he had a feeling of thorns in his back.

It was like this last time, and it's still like this this time.

Zhu Shun was thinking about how to send Wen Tiren, and the third uncle's coal kiln steward had all arrived, so he smiled apologetically and left here: "Third uncle, according to the price we discussed, buy the abandoned coal kiln in their hands." ”

Zhu Shou, the owner of the factory, was obviously unwilling to buy these useless abandoned coal kilns, and said earnestly: "Shun'er, the third uncle has seen them all. ”

"These coal kilns are all filled with stagnant water, and the shallowest ones are seven or eight zhang deep, which is deeper than the water of the Yongding River."

"We can't dig coal at all, and if we buy it, it will become the biggest joke in Beizhili."

The most successful acquisition case of Beizhili is about the same, Zhu Shun added in his heart, and said calmly: "Third Uncle will do it." ”

Zhu Shou, the owner of the factory, knew that as long as his children made up their minds, no one could change them, and he didn't say anything anymore, and went to talk about the price.

When the coal kiln managers heard the price quoted by the factory owner Zhu Shou, they immediately caused a sour sneer.

"Three hundred taels? I have long heard that the Zhu family has made a windfall with a new spinning machine, and it seems that we still underestimate the extent of the Zhu family's outbreak. ”

"It's not, three hundred taels of silver will be thrown away, without blinking an eye, it's really rich."

"With such a loser, no matter how much money you make, sooner or later you will lose everything."

Wen Tiren, who came with him, listened to a few words and roughly guessed what Zhu Shun wanted to do, feeling that this matter was even more grotesque than the Beijing Normal University Hall.

With Zhu Shun's ingenuity and ingenuity of the Donglin Party and the Jin Merchants so many times in a row, it is impossible for an idiot to buy a bunch of useless ponded coal kilns.

Do you want to use these waterlogged coal kilns to calculate the Donglin Party?

Wen Tiren thought of this, and he felt a little ridiculous, even if the Donglin Party was an idiot, he would not buy these coal kilns full of stagnant water, and he would obviously smash them all in his hands.

Wen Tiren has a lot of secrets buried in his heart, so he rarely says what he really thinks in his heart, and he always talks around and around.

Thinking that Zhu Shun had saved two million Li people, Wen Tiren decided to make an exception today: "Mr. Zhu bought all the coal mines in western Beijing, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, there is stagnant water in it........

Zhu Shun only said one sentence, and Wen Tiren's exception came to an abrupt end.

"If I can drain all this stagnant water, Mr. Wen thinks he will make a profit or lose it."

Wen Tiren stopped talking, and habitually wiped a little snuff again.

If Chongzhen was here, he would definitely be surprised when he saw Wen Tiren's action of wiping his snuff.

Because the amount of snuff this time far exceeded the amount Chongzhen usually saw, the last time I saw it, it was when the Emperor of the Apocalypse died.

Wen Tiren wiped a far more than usual weight, not because of anything else, but for the first time this matter exceeded his cognition, and it was also the first time that someone broke through the overall situation he had weaved.

It's so easy to break the game, and it's so simple, it's so simple that it's impossible to achieve.

Because through such a simple sentence, he thought of a more far-reaching place, and the noisy sentence "I can manage the drought" is not a lie.

It's the truth.

It's just that people all over the world think they are smart and think that Zhu Shun is an idiot.

Zhu Shun looked at Wen Tiren, who was smiling and enjoying snuff, and his whole body was agitated for no reason, and an uncontrollable excitement welled up in his heart.

Because Zhu Shun thought of one thing, a great thing that could turn such a countryman into his own person.

Zhu Shun took out a drawing from his arms and put it in front of Wen Tiren: "If Mr. Wen believes me, he will buy these two wastelands in Handan." ”

Wen Tiren still copied his cuffs with both hands, looked at Zhu Shun with a smile, and did not say that he did not believe it, nor did he say that he believed it.

Because he never reveals what he really thinks in his heart.

It's just that the last sentence Zhu Shun said made the smile on Wen Tiren's face almost ruined.

"These two wastelands can keep the family rich for ten generations."

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