"Assets, 17 yuan, about 8 taels of silver!"

"Current XP: 450 points, 450 XP required for the next level!"

"Current task: Loan 3,000 wen in two days!"

"Reward: 300 XP!"

Oops, Song Xing was overjoyed when he saw it, and finally took advantage of the system, it seems that he can operate like this in the future!

For the tasks released by the system, it is also feasible to issue a separate receipt, and for the rest of the part, he writes another one, which does not seem to be in conflict.

In other words, it seems that it is difficult for people in the Ming Dynasty to understand why it is necessary to write two notes to borrow a sum of money, but in later generations, it is called the capital of two capitalists.

For example, if you borrow 100,000 yuan, you will ask the customer to sign two loan service contracts, because of the customer's qualifications, the company's own funds will be put into part of it, and the other part will be completed by the company's docking capital.

Another possibility is to sign two different versions of the contract, in fact, it is afraid that one of the investors will not pass, and the other fund can complete the loan, so as to meet the needs of customers and avoid customers running back and forth.

Of course, this is a relatively complex concept, and in Song Xing's place, the money is all put by him, but part of it is used to complete the system tasks.

If you put it according to the amount given by the system, you can't catch up with his rhythm, and now there are still seventeen yuan of money, and he can't put it in his hand!

Of course, after Wang Siliu got the "business loan" this morning, a group of people will come soon, I'm afraid, this money is not enough!

As Song Xing expected, as soon as Wang Siliu was sent away on the front foot, he ushered in a new customer, Jiang Lao Er.

"Is Song Xiucai here?" The people in the village seem to like the habit of shouting before people enter the door.

"It's Jiang Langzhong, where are you!" Song Xing lifted the curtain and saw that the person who came was actually the second child of the barefoot doctor in the village, and greeted him with a smile.

Jiang Laoer, the barefoot doctor in the village, is said to have read a few pages of the Compendium of Materia Medica, but he is not even a child, does he understand it?

He treated bruises, headaches and brain fever in the village, and even he bandaged them in the Song Dynasty, but the scope of his medical practice was only in a few nearby villages, and he had never been to other places, so it is estimated that he did not have a doctor's qualification certificate.

Before Song Xing walked up to Jiang Laoer, he smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine, and the smell emanated from the medicine box behind him.

"It's early in the morning, I'm afraid of disturbing you, I just went up the mountain and stepped on some medicine before coming back!" Jiang Lao Er actually didn't fall asleep last night.

As for the reason, similar to Wang Siliu, ordinary people have a big dream in their hearts, even if they are a barefoot doctor, but they also have a dream of opening a medical hall!

"Hehe, where is it, I also got up early, and I just sent away Brother Wang Siliu and Big Brother Wang!" Song Xing invited Jiang Lao Er into the house.

Jiang Lao Er entered the room and looked around for a moment, and then unceremoniously sat cross-legged on the stool next to the square table.

Hot tea, white flour steamed buns, and shredded tobacco are served!

"This 、、、、" Seeing the white-flour steamed buns, Jiang Lao Er smelled the smell fiercely, then approached the tobacco and looked at it, and felt the smoke pot in his arms and began to fill it.

Well, this is the only one of all the customers who come to Songxing who doesn't treat himself as an outsider.

Think about it, although they are all from the village, but they are all Langzhong, and they are invited to see people after all, and they are naturally treated at the highest level, and when they come to Song Xing, his role has not changed yet, and he took out the smoke pot that rubbed under the big locust tree yesterday afternoon and got started!

"Well, what a tobacco!" Jiang Lao Er lit the fire, took a sip, and savored it for a long time before he said it leisurely.

Indeed, this tobacco is specially prepared for customers, and it is better than the tobacco that solicits customers under the big locust tree.

"Hehe, Uncle Jiang thinks it's good, then it's good!" Song Xing said with a smile, whether it is a wealth management customer or a loan customer, they are his food and clothing parents.

Jiang Lao Er smoked half a pot of cigarettes, then knocked the cigarette ash, put the cigarette pot in his mouth and asked, "Song Xiucai, your white-faced steamed bun also greets me?" ”

Before, Jiang Lao Er had heard that anyone who went to save money would have white flour steamed buns to eat, could it be that this loan also had it?

Well? My mind suddenly filtered, and I suddenly remembered what I was doing, and immediately jumped down from the stool and stood aside with my head drooping.

Carrying herbs on your back is not necessarily to treat people, it may also be to borrow money, and it is also related to the dream of opening a medical center.

Just now, my positioning was wrong, Nima is here to ask for someone!

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Song Xing was stunned by Jiang Laoer.

Just now, he also felt a trace of the customer atmosphere of those who were dragged like 258 in later generations from Jiang Laoer, and he hasn't come back yet, how could such an accident happen?

Jiang Lao Er trembled his lips and said, "Song Xiucai, I 、、、 that, wasn't it too much just now!" ”

"Poof!" Song Xing couldn't hold back and spit out all the tea he had just drunk in his mouth, this guy was too funny!

Is there such a big contrast between giving people a doctor and borrowing money from their homes?

This mentality, if you gain power, then it is not heavenly?

However, it doesn't matter, people come here, they must be here for loans!

"Hehe, uncle, what are you doing here, you are still sitting like just now, the tobacco is prepared for you, and so are the steamed buns, and I will give you a white flour steamed bun when I go back later!" Song Xing smiled and helped Jiang Lao Er to the stool.

However, this time, the second child refused to live or die cross-legged, sat down properly, and carefully took a steamed bun and ate it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Xing turned on the system.

"Ding, system detection begins!"

"Client's Name: Will be the second! Chinese New Year's Eve"

"Occupation: Part-time barefoot doctor!"

"Marital status: married, with seven sons and three daughters!"

"Home address: No. 33, Row 12, Yangjiagou!"

"Moral performance: enthusiastic, helpful, filial piety, a little tsundere when you look at the disease!"

"Moral Rating: Excellent!"

"Expected amount: 3000~5000 Wen!"

"Purpose of borrowing: Open a medical clinic in the village!"

"Pre-trial Result: Approved!"

Haha, there's nothing wrong with it, I really came to borrow money to open a medical center, it seems that my words yesterday inspired the entrepreneurial dreams of the people in the village.

Jiang Lao Er learned to be obedient this time, after eating the steamed buns, he lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, choked because of nervousness, coughed twice before saying, "Song Xiucai, you really don't care about me just now?" ”

Song Xing smiled and said, "Uncle Jiang, what are you talking about, when you come to me, you are at your own nephew's house, the more casual the better!" ”

"Hehe, then, then let me ask, can I take out a loan?" Sure enough, hearing Song Xing say this, Jiang Lao Er relaxed a lot, and then he said what he meant.