In the cold winter, since the beginning of the year, Jingzhou has been drifting with snow. Yangfu continues the huge water boiling project.

Yang Wentian loves to take a bath, so he made a three-room bath in his own house and named it "Warm Spring Soup". Since it is called "Warm Spring", how can it be without boundless spring?

Almost the entire Spring Festival, Yang Wentian was playing with twelve young girls in his warm spring soup.

And Hong Jipeng, who had not seen anyone throughout the Spring Festival, rushed in at this time.

"Master Hong, Master Hong...... don't go in......"

"Ah, don't go in, my lord is taking a bath ......."

The three or four little guys at the door stopped Hong Jipeng desperately, but unfortunately with little success, they were kicked by Hong Jipeng for a while, and they all fell to the ground.

"Damn, surnamed Yang, Lao Tzu is busy with work, you fucking play with women!" Hong Jipeng kicked the door open. The twelve women screamed loudly and frightened by Hong Jipeng's rudeness.

"Get out!" Yang Wentian was very annoyed.

Hong Jipeng didn't listen to him at all, strode to Yang Wentian's side, and suddenly began to undress. The group of women screamed again.

Yang Wentian said to the women: "Go back, don't play today." One by one, the girls rushed to the edge of the pool, wrapped themselves in random clothes, and escaped from the warm spring soup.

Before all the women left, Hong Jipeng had already stripped off and jumped into the pool. When Yang Wentian saw him coming down, he immediately walked out of the bath with a disgusted face, put on his clothes, and only Hong Jipeng was left in the pool. Yang Wentian held back his nausea, walked to the door, and said without looking back: "I'm in the study." ”

It didn't take long for Hong Jipeng to come. When Yang Wentian left, he deliberately asked his subordinates to stop the hot water for the warm spring soup, even if Hong Jipeng wanted to rely on it, it would not be long before he could.

"They are really looking for death in Qifengzhuang, and they dare to die with Lao Tzu. Don't kill them, Lao Tzu has your surname! Hey, you can lend me somebody. Hong Jipeng sat on the beauty couch.

"Does it work? Now, it's not just Qifengzhuang who is dying with you. Yang Wentian took the book on the shelf.

"What do you say? Who else? ”

"There are more than 40 large and small gangs in Jingzhou, as well as Jingzhou merchants headed by Liu Yizhi."

"What? Fuck, they're so lively. Lend me hundreds of people, and I'm smashing their lair. ”

"Li Songran is here again, you are more restrained." Yang Wentian flipped through the book and didn't look at him.

"How can I go back for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and come again?" He has a good relationship in Jingzhou. During the Chinese New Year, I didn't come to give money, I was afraid that he would be a ball. Hong Jipeng moved his body and lay down more comfortably.

"Let me remind you, if you have no capital as before, you will accept it. If you want the capital, don't rush to collect it before you find the next home. ”

"Urgent? Lao Tzu is not in a hurry. Suddenly raised the volume, "Just because Lao Tzu was not in a hurry at the beginning, he asked the kid surnamed Luo to collect so many goods." Lao Tzu is not as rich as you, and you owe a lot of debt. Hmph, by the way, you owe Lao Tzu 30,000 taels of silver, when will you pay it back? ”

Yang Wentian "snapped", threw the book on the table, and said word by word: "I, Yang Wentian, have never borrowed money from you." ”

"Yo yo, if you want to admit it, you won't admit it?" Hong Jipeng's eyes rolled, "You're right, Li Songran didn't leave, I should keep it." Well, then, lend me eight thousand and ten thousand silver. ”

"You want to receive the goods like this? Not afraid of Qifengzhuang to do a game? ”

"Lao Tzu doesn't like the kid surnamed Luo, and it's clear what he tied up." Hong Jipeng sat up.

Yang Wentian sneered, "Do you have the ability?" The people singled out forty-eight sects, and none of them were defeated in the wheel war. Or, do you think Cheng Zhaofeng is easy to bully? ”

"It's not going to work, that's not good. Anyway, you just don't want to make that money. You don't want to earn, Lao Tzu earns. Give Lao Tzu 10,000 taels first. ”

"To you?" Yang Wentian paused, picked up the book on the table again, and said leisurely: "However, there are people in Fuzhou and Quanzhou who are collecting satin, and the price is very high......." ”

"So, that kid didn't lie." Hong Jipeng is energetic.

"Indeed, you only need to resell to these maritime merchants at the dock, you don't need to go to sea at all, just like Luo Yunshi said, make quick money, it's no problem to make less, it's better to have a large amount. Just now, my friends at the nursery station learned about the price of silk satin in several nearby states and towns, and the most expensive one is only ten taels of silver a horse, but unfortunately there are not many of them. However, Luo Yunshi ordered 500 horses from the weavers, for a total of 30,000 taels. If you take it at the price of eighty taels, there is no reason why the weaver will not sell it to you. Yang Wentian stopped and looked at Hong Jipeng. I calculated, including these states and towns, the weavers are weaving, a total of less than 50,000 taels can be collected. You have at least 20,000 taels of salt from the Nangong clan in your hand, and there are so many industries in Chengfeng Tang, it is always no problem to make one or twenty thousand taels of money if you make up and turn around. ”

Hong Jipeng looked at him stupidly, then applauded, and said: "Okay, it's good, the problem is that Lao Tzu doesn't have 20,000 taels, if he can take it out, Lao Tzu still needs to be in such a hurry to make money?" However, you also have this salt to attract money. Why don't we partner up to do a vote? ”

"Money, I can lend you, but after a month, three percent of the profit. Also, take the title deed of your pier as collateral. ”

"Ha, haha, hahaha....... Lao Tzu can see it, it turns out that you are the most ruthless! ”

"You took the initiative to ask for money, I didn't force you."

Hong Jipeng lowered his head, sat silently for a while, suddenly stood up, and left.

"Stopped borrowing?" Yang Wentian was a little strange.

"Lao Tzu is going to collect protection money."

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Just after the tenth day of the first lunar month, Cheng Zhaofeng was busy to death, because Chengfengtang was collecting protection money everywhere, and if he resisted the slightest, he would immediately beat, smash, and rob. For these things, Cheng Zhaofeng can still unite several gates to send out face-to-face management, but Chengfengtang suddenly asked to increase the rent of his tenants by three times, a ten-year rent at a time, and also make up for the rent of the previous two years. In the face of these merchants, Cheng Zhaofeng could only help.

He Da and the old hall master Hong came in the same year, Chengfeng Tang rented the Hong family's street shop to do pickle business when he was still Chengfeng, although after the old hall master passed away, the rent was often raised, but at least the protection of Chengfeng Tang can be less nuisance. But this time, He Da didn't think about paying the rent, but pickles are a small business after all, and it is really painful to take out the savings of several years at a time.

The upper room of Fushun Inn is a suite, and when the little girl opened the door, she saw four trembling old men, but fortunately, Li Songran did not refuse to see it.

He Dayun talked about the cause and effect in a foggy manner, seeing that Li Songran always smiled politely and nodded, after thinking about it, he still mustered up the courage to say directly: "Li Gongzi, we are all small businessmen, and the money we make is only barely making ends meet, and the rent increase this time is really ......." Alas, if there was another way, we old men would not have come to beg Li Gongzi recklessly. ”

Li Songran sighed, the affairs of Jingzhou Santang have always been handled by Nangong Pu, and even the last time he came to Jingzhou, he just borrowed the face of the Iron Dao Hall and invited a guest, let alone let any of them pay for his actions. And he had heard of Chengfengtang's nonsense, especially this time, if it wasn't for Qi Fengzhuang's constant pressure, I'm afraid Jingzhou would have been chaotic. It's a pity that he is not surnamed Nangong, and he never interferes in the affairs of the twenty-third hall of the Nangong family, and the reason why he came to Jingzhou just after the eighth day of the first month is that he always feels a little strange and does not feel at ease.

"Actually, although Chengfengtang belongs to Nangongmen, the industry of Wucaifang is the private property of Chengfengtang, and the four fathers-in-law, in this regard, it is not convenient for Li to come forward." Li Songran was embarrassed to shirk a sentence.

He Da had long thought that Li Songran would not care, but he still didn't want to give up easily, and said with a bitter face: "Li Gongzi, our old He family has been renting the shop of Wucaifang for more than ten years. Although we are reluctant, we have to move now, our neighbors just want Mr. Li to help us intercede with Young Master Hong, give us one more month, don't deduct the goods, we will pay three more months of rent. ”

Several others also followed: "Yes, Li Gongzi, your great kindness, our neighborhood of Wucaifang will be unforgettable." ”

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Speaking from the heart, Li Songran doesn't like Hong Jipeng, but he doesn't usually intersect, so he can still maintain his demeanor. may really be unbearable, so he will agree to the neighbors of Wucaifang to take care of things, Hong Jipeng can give face the best, not to give, and he is not depressed about Li Song's words.

"Ahh Hong Jipeng learned of Li Songran's visit, and greeted him directly, and in order to show his cordiality, he even opened his arms, as if he wanted to have a bear hug.

Li Songran smiled, turned sideways to avoid it, and said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, and please Brother Hong not be surprised." ”

"No wonder, no wonder." Hong Jipeng took Li Songran's hand and entered the main hall.

The guest and the host sat down, and Li Songran went straight to the topic. "Li came to ask Brother Hong for a favor."

Hong Jipeng was stunned, "Pleading? What's the situation? ”

"Colorful Square. Of course, Li knew that Wucaifang had always been the private property of the Hong family, and no matter what Brother Hong did, Li should not ignore it, but Li felt selfishly that the old hall master Hong did not want the old neighbors to be wronged in the spirit of the sky. ”

"Grievance? What grievances do they have. Hong Jipeng looked dazed.

"They want to beg Brother Hong to give him a month to relocate and not to detain the goods. I would like to give three more months of rent. ”

"Have a fucking spring and autumn dream!" As soon as Hong Jipeng spoke, he found that something was wrong, and immediately changed his words: "Ahhh In this way, let them make up the rent for the previous five years at the current price, pay an extra year, and then they can move. I have a lot of adults, so I don't want the goods. ”

Li Songran shook his head secretly and said, "Li is just a lobbyist, but is this a little inappropriate?" If the colorful fang is not stable, it will blame Chengfeng Tang, and now Chengfeng Tang belongs to the Nangong clan after all, so it is not good for everyone's reputation. ”

"How can it be unstable? I send people to press me every day, and they dare to be unstable? Hong Jipeng's eyes widened.

Li Songran said with a straight face: "Okay, Li will also bring a word, how to do it, or Brother Hong decides by himself." With that, he got up and took his leave.

Hong Jipeng saw Li Songran's indifferent attitude, unspeakably unhappy, and was about to have a seizure, feeling wrong, so he immediately changed his smile. "What Li Gongzi said is true, what he said. Hahaha, my Lao Hong is a rough man. Hahaha, I'll ask Fumida later, he's smarter than me. Hahaha, Li Gongzi, why don't you have dinner and leave? ”

"No need, Li has other things. Thank you, Brother Hong. ”

Hong Jipeng pretended to keep it, but still sent Li Songran away. Then, go directly to Yang Wentian through the back door.