In a few days, it will be the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the whole Jingzhou will not only be busy with the festival, but also pay more attention to Jiangling satin, especially the major merchants, and the joy of the Spring Festival has long been out of their plans.

There was a stack of invitations on the table next to Luo Yunshi, and he only sighed with a copy of the invitation he had just delivered, because this invitation was not Yang Wentian's, but Qin Yongsen's, and even the guests of Fengrun Building that Chen Chunyang had promised did not come to invite.

Baosheng Restaurant.

Since Qin Yongsen was entertaining in the name of the Iron Sword Hall, Luo Yunshi pulled Cheng Zhaofeng, who was the first in Qifengzhuang's armed forces.

When I entered the door, I found that there were not many people in the box, except for Qin Yongsen and his son Qin Ye, there was only one - Li Songran. No wonder invitations are sent in the name of Iron Knife Hall.

I have to say that Cheng Zhaofeng is really a wonderful person, during the whole dinner, except for the introduction at the beginning, he didn't lead any topic to Luo Yunshi, one person talked and laughed with the other three, Luo Yunshi just kept smiling.

After three rounds of drinking, I thought that this dinner was over, but who knows, the box door was directly pushed open. "Ha, brother-in-law has a treat, why didn't you call us?" A stout middle-aged man burst in, followed by a man with a long beard dressed as a scribe, whose age was not apparent. "Ah, this isn't Li Gongzi! I said, how can I see a person on the street today, he looks like Li Gongzi, thinking that Li Gongzi is not in Pingyang, but he didn't dare to scream. Hahahaha...... It turns out that my Lao Hong is not mistaken. ”

Qin Yongsen frowned inadvertently, Qin Ye stood up and greeted him, "Uncle, Uncle Yang, I sent someone to deliver the post today, and I came back to say that the two of you were not at home, but I didn't expect that Uncle Yang and Uncle Yang also came to Baosheng for dinner so coincidentally." Come on, please be seated. As he spoke, he asked Xiao Er to add a seat.

"Young Master Li." Yang Wentian greeted Li Songran with a smile. Li Songran smiled and nodded.

Before Hong Jipeng sat down, he suddenly pointed to Luo Yunshi and asked, "Who is this?" The face is raw. Xiaoye, is it your little friend? I don't introduce it either. ”

Cheng Zhaofeng seemed to be stimulated by Hong Jipeng's impolite performance, and rolled his eyes, "I remember that Old Hall Master Hong has a son, who is suave and full of wealth, I don't know who it is?" ”

Yang Wentian smiled and didn't make a sound. Hong Jipeng laughed, "Lao Cheng, I haven't seen him for a few years, why are you so forgetful?" ”

"When we are old, we will inevitably forget, so we have to let young people manage Qifengzhuang."

Hong Jipeng seemed to suddenly realize: "Oh, the new person in charge of Qifengzhuang, Luo, I seem to have heard Lao Chen talk about it." ”

Luo Yunshi smiled indifferently and arched his hand: "Luo Yunshi." At present, he is taking care of the industry of Qifengzhuang. ”

"Oh, my old Chen said that he wanted to accept the satin in your hand, you just give it, and you want me to open it?" Saying that, Gu poured wine.

"Where, Luo is afraid that the master of the Hong Hall will be reluctant to give up the silver."

"How many can there be? Three or five hundred taels of silver, no matter how expensive it is. ”

With the words of Hall Master Hong, Na Luo was relieved. Tomorrow, let Director Chen pick up the goods, I still have more than 2,000 horses here, give you 30%, if it is cheaper, I will charge 35,000 taels of silver. Master Hong, the deposit of three or five hundred taels of silver is a little less. ”

"What did you say!" Hong Jipeng slapped the table and yelled. "All your goods are worth more than 10,000 taels of silver, and now you will receive 35,000 yuan, why don't you grab them!"

"It seems that Hall Master Hong doesn't know the situation. Our Yuantai's goods are not ordinary goods. Not to mention the rest, the current purchase price of the satin woven by the weavers according to our requirements is sixty taels and one horses. Thirty-five thousand two hundred horses, Luo has already conceded the price. ”

"What?! Sixty taels of silver a horse! ”

Yang Wentian smiled and said: "Young Master Luo, the price of Jiangling satin was originally only about five taels, and the purchase price was even lower, and now according to Su Longfei's price, Yuantai's full goods are only 20,000 taels." Who is Luo Gongzi going to sell these sixty taels of silver to? ”

"Westerners. Alas, those Westerners rushed to buy it as long as they saw the name of their ancestors woven on it, and the shipping price was two hundred and fifty taels per horse. Luo Yunshi replied with a smile, "If the two of you don't understand, Luo can give the two of you a piece of Yuantai's satin tomorrow." Oh, by the way, I chartered a sea boat and set sail two months later. Here in the weavers, we only ordered 2,000 horses in Yuantai, and if those weavers weave more, after a month, everyone can go and collect them. ”

Hong Jipeng roared: "Su Longfei, why did he help you charter a sea boat and find a home!?" ”

"Su Longfei? Of course not him. I just asked him to leave, because Jingzhou's satin, Yuantai Bao, and there was nothing extra to sell to him, so he could only go. And his destination is Minnesota Prefecture, which is different from me. ”

Hong Jipeng yelled: "Is your appetite too big!" Hmph, is it so easy to do maritime business? ”

"Of course, it's not easy, so Luo only needs one hundred and fifty taels, of which ten taels of freight will go to Nanyang. Earn less and risk less. Short, frequent, fast, a few more trips are there. Luo Yunshi smiled very generously.

Seeing that Hong Jipeng was about to be angry, Yang Wentian grabbed him, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "To Nanyang, the freight of ten taels and one horses, hehe, Luo Gongzi is also a big deal." ”

Cheng Zhaofeng also complained: "No, young people really don't understand anything." ”

Luo Yunshi still smiled and didn't make a sound. Hong Jipeng shook off Yang Wentian, looked at Luo Yunshi viciously and threatened: "You are not afraid of the warehouse catching fire, burn it clean, hum!" ”

Cheng Zhaofeng stared at Hong Jipeng with widened eyes, "Why be afraid?" If it's really on fire, anyway, my old achievements are unreasonable, and when the time comes, I can only ask Hong Xian's nephew for forgiveness. ”

Yang Wentian smiled: "Why are you so angry. He turned his head and said to Li Songran: "It really made Li Gongzi laugh." As he spoke, he picked up the wine jug and poured wine for Cheng Zhaofeng and Hong Jipeng. Ah, by the way, Mr. Li, why didn't the eldest young master come this time? ”

"He has other things, and I'm just passing by." Li Songran smiled slightly, and didn't plan to say more.

"Then why don't you tonight, let us do the friendship of the landlord in Leshuitang, I don't know if the son of Li can appreciate his face?" Yang Wentian also added wine to Li Songran.

"No more trouble. If it's fast, I'll leave tomorrow. Li Songran raised his glass and saluted Yang Wentian.

After that, Hong Jipeng kept stretching his face, drank a few glasses of wine, and then pulled Yang Wentian away. Cheng Zhaofeng didn't seem to be able to sit still, so he reluctantly sat down for a while and left with Luo Yunshi.

Walking out of Baosheng Restaurant, Cheng Zhaofeng whispered in Luo Yunshi's ear: "The surname Hong is really good at setting fires, I'll arrange a night patrol." ”

"No, if you set it on fire, I'm more worried about hurting people. The warehouses are all empty, just burn a few rooms, Zhao Lao won't blame, right? ”

"What's this, anyway, even the principal and interest will be recovered in the future."

"I'm afraid that Yang Wentian doesn't believe it, if he doesn't make any moves, it will be embarrassing."

Cheng Zhaofeng laughed, "You will also worry about ......." "Before I finished speaking, I heard someone shouting from behind;" Luo Gongzi. Looking back, I saw Li Songran stepping forward quickly, Cheng Zhaofeng looked at Luo Yunshi with deep meaning, and said, "I'll wait for you in front." Gu Zi left.

"Is there something wrong with Gongzi Li?" Luo Yunshi turned around.

Li Songran smiled, "It's nothing, I just think that Luo Gongzi is familiar, and I want to ask, has Luo Gongzi been to Pingyang?" ”

Luo Yunshi also laughed, "Luo Mou is too ordinary, and Li Gongzi probably recognized the wrong person." ”

Li Songran thought for a while and asked, "Has anyone ever said that Young Master Luo's appearance and expression look like a person?" ”

"Hahaha, people are similar, it's not strange."

"Yes, but, the strange thing is that the person who looks like Luo Gongzi is my uncle."

Luo Yunshi smiled, looked at Li Songran and said, "It's not early, if Li Gongzi has nothing else, Luo will leave." ”

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Cheng Zhaofeng moved to Yuantai Silk Village that night, but no one came to set it on fire. From the afternoon of the next day, some weavers came to return the deposit, all kinds of excuses, in short, not to sell the satin to Yuantai. Finally, Cheng Zhaofeng's face that had been tense all morning relaxed.

"I'm not so optimistic." Luo Yunshi was playing chess in the courtyard alone, and said to Cheng Zhaofeng, who was moving his body on the side. "What if these people are forced? Hong Jipeng is not a good citizen. ”

Cheng Zhaofeng stopped, thought about it, and seemed to feel that there was some truth: "Then what should I do?" ”

Luo Yunshi shrugged, "Didn't we unite several major gangs to swear an oath?" Protecting the villagers of Jingzhou's ten miles and eight townships should also be done, right? ”

Cheng Zhaofeng laughed and nodded Luo Yunshi, "You kid, it's a little bad." ”

After a day, almost all the villages around Jingzhou appeared with members of major gangs in Jingzhou, known as "protecting the township and celebrating the festival safely".

In the Chinese New Year's Eve, Cheng Zhaofeng, who was originally in Yuantai Silk Village, was replaced by Wu Xin.

Playing chess is still a matter of talent, Luo Yunshi and Wu talked with novices for a day and never won. From letting three sons, letting five sons, to letting ten sons, the two people are not at the same level at all. It wasn't until the evening that Wu Xin finally couldn't help but ask, "Still down?" ”

Luo Yunshi knew from the first game that Wu Xin was a master in this game, and it was not the same thing as his own level, but when he was waiting, time passed very slowly.

Wu Xin laughed, "Xiao Luo, it's only been two days, and I can't rush to come." ”

Luo Yunshi was messing around with chess pieces on the chessboard, and Gu Zi said: "Alas, Yang Wentian shouldn't be able to charter a boat, and there is still more than a month to auction the salt lead, if he can't go in and out quickly, he won't make a move." Now sixty-one horses, if he can't use force, then he will have to buy it at a higher price. The profit I gave him was thirty taels, but I was afraid that the profit of three or fifty thousand taels in two months would not be enough. Of course, it can also be shoddy, and they don't collect satin in Jingzhou, but their power is only in Jingzhou, and they can only use the power of the Nangong clan to leave the range of Jingzhou. Alas, be anxious for him. ”

Wu Xin put away the chess pieces and asked, "Over there in Fuzhou, there is no news yet?" ”

"Yes, Jiahang has already been arranged, and there is no news that Yang Wentian has not found him yet. One hundred and thirty, one hundred and fifty taels of Jiangling satin, the price is sky-high, who will accept it. ”

"Then what are you anxious about? Let's go, Chinese New Year's Eve, go back to Qifengzhuang for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. ”