Chapter 129: Layout

"Dong, Dongjia, are you really willing to help us Shimenfan?" Duan Wu was so excited that he became more and more unfavorable to speak, his Chinese was very lame, and his accent was very heavy: "We have mountains and mountains, and outsiders don't want to go there." ”

"I can't talk about help, Ruifuxiang is a small business, and he is not a big commercial house, so he doesn't have that ability." Changsun Hong said with a smile, and clinked his cup with Duan Wu again: "It's just to help each other and benefit each other and make a fortune together." ”

"No, the owner, Shimen Fan is incompatible with the rest of the Great Song Dynasty, outsiders despise us, and we don't worry about the people outside, the merchants of the Great Song Dynasty will basically not go over, so they are so poor. The proprietor is different, I can vouch for you, vouch for the patriarch. The tea in our mountains is only sold to the people of Dali, and they also produce tea, where to sell how much? Most of them rot in the mountains, which is a pity, and it would be great if the owner was willing to go over and do business. Duan Wu drank it dry and said excitedly with a grin.

"So what do I do, boss?"

Changsun Hong patted him on the shoulder, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, when the New Year is over, you will go back, bring two people here, give your patriarch some gifts, explain your intentions, what about you, naturally very important, outsiders are not easy to say, you have to say, as long as you can set up a Rui Fuxiang shop in Shimenfan, it will be." ”

Duan Wu patted his leg happily and said happily: "There is no problem, I am in Shimenfan, and I can't help but make friends with the patriarch, his two sons are the fist and foot kung fu I teach, as long as I sort out the reason with him, he is a knowledgeable person, he naturally knows the subtleties of it, and he will definitely agree." ”

"So wonderful, come on, let's have another drink!" The eldest grandson Hong was also happy to lift the wine jar, shook it, poured out the last bit of wine, raised his glass and said, "By the way, Duan Wu, what is your surname?" It's always a five-paragraph five, and it's very impolite. ”

Duan Wu raised the cup to his lips and was about to drink it, when he heard the sound and looked at it in confusion: "My name is Duan Wu, my surname is Duan, and I am the fifth in the family, so I am called Duan Wu, and Duan Wu is my name." ”

Changsun Hong opened his mouth, blinked, and said curtly, "That's ...... Drinking, drinking. ”

After a night of drinking, they dispersed.

During the New Year in the Southern Song Dynasty, according to the rules set by Gaozong, the government had a five-day holiday, during which the officials could ignore the affairs, and the officials could return to their homes and relatives, and the doors of the yamen in various places were closed. The folk follow the example, and it is also a five-day fun, except for the entertainment places in the big city, almost all shops and workshops have the habit of vacation.

Therefore, it was not until the sixth day of the first month that Ran Daqi came to Ruifuxiang with a big belly that he had eaten in the first month.

"Erlang, it's so early." He saw the eldest grandson Hong who lived here in the back hall, and shouted: "Why didn't you stay at home for a few more days?" ”

"The family is stable, but there are some things in the shop, so I came early, how is the shopkeeper's year?" The eldest grandson Hong gave his hand to the courtesy, which is the rule for everyone to meet in the New Year.

"TOEFL TOEFL, everything is fine at home, and the year is good." Ran Daqi's smiling little eyes were full of joy, and he returned the salute to the eldest grandson: "Since Erlang came, I really ate and slept well, this year is the most down-to-earth New Year I have had in the past two years, don't worry about anything, this is a blessing for Erlang!" ”

"In that case, the shopkeeper, I still have a blessing here, I don't know if the shopkeeper is willing to take it." Eldest Sun Hong sat down at the table, got a cup of tea, and handed it to Ran Daqi.

Ran Daqi held the teacup, overjoyed, and shook his sleeves to hold the teacup high: "Pick up, pick up, pick it up!" Erlang, of course you have to pick it up, what? Is there a new pulp recipe again? ”

"No, this time it's bigger than Fangzi, but it's a business." Changsun Hong was not in a hurry or slow, and said leisurely: "The profit is considerable, and the price is several times the price." ”

"Really? That's even better! It is said that Erlang turns stones into gold, and in my opinion, buying a piece of tofu Erlang can turn it into gold! Ran Daqi didn't even drink tea, so he leaned over and asked, "What kind of business is it?" ”

Eldest Sun Hong aroused his interest, hung his appetite, deliberately delayed to get to the point, and the anxious Ran Daqi scratched his ears and cheeks, fidgeting, and only then slowly and carefully explained the matters discussed with Duan Wu.

"Shimenfan? Barbarian? Ran Daqi's smile instantly froze on his face, his eyebrows were trembling, and he slowly fell back to the chair: "Erlang, do you know the situation over there?" ”

"I don't know, so I'd like to see it for myself." Changsun Hong pushed the teacup that was almost touched on the ground by Ran Daqi because of his surprise, looked at him and said, "If you see it with your own eyes, you know if it's feasible." ”

"Never! The barbarians are unreasonable, they have no courtesy, they don't obey the king, Ru Mao should be as barbaric as blood, Erlang, you go to the danger, in case there is a good one, how can I explain to your family? Ran Daqi categorically disagreed: "And you are the second owner, you want to preside over here, you can't leave!" ”

"How can you say that it is so unbearable, the world is false, most of it is false, you look at Duan Wu, he is a Shimen Fan, is he a man of Shimen, is he full of blood?"

"Duan Wu is different, he understands Chinese, so he is naturally our people all the way, but other barbarians are different." Ran Daqi's head shook like a rattle.

Eldest Sun Hong smiled brighter and brighter: "Since Duan Wu can, why can't other barbarians?" It is necessary to know that we Han people are also progressing step by step, and learning over time has led to the current civilization. On the other hand, I have taught Li Gui the recipe of pulp, that is, the dog, and he is in charge here, so he will not go wrong. ”

He leaned close to Ran Daqi, and said in a tempting tone across the table: "As long as the situation is opened over there, the tea leaves in Shimen Fan are several times cheaper than here, and it is money to ship it out, buy low and sell high, and the shopkeeper is not impressed?" ”

The flesh on Ran Daqi's face is shaking, the businessman is profit-seeking, he is a businessman for decades, how can he not be moved?

"This ......" Ran Daqi pinched the armrests of the chair with both hands, raised for a long time, thought about the price of tea and freight for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "Then Erlang will bring more people, and if there is something, there will be a response." ”

"No need, I'll just take Duan Wu with me, it's not a fight if there are too many people, it's useless." The eldest grandson Hong straightened his waist and took a sip of his teacup: "I'm tired of the shopkeeper preparing some gifts for me, and I can't go to someone's door empty-handed." ”

On the surface, he drank tea calmly and calmly, in his heart, in fact, he was also playing the drum, whether Shimenfan was an ideal place to avoid trouble, whether the people there were unreasonable, whether it was really unteachable, Dali was close at hand, and the Mongol invasion in the future would not be affected, all of which needed to be checked on the spot, which was related to their own net worth, and they were really not at ease if they did not go in person.

(End of chapter)