When Wang Fuyan walked out of the theater, it was almost dusk.

But his mood is the opposite of the sky, but it is the same as the current season.

Daning merchants, there are no rules to restrict clothing, and there is no ban on being an official, but there is no restriction on clothing, who does the silk of the scholars sell? If you are not forbidden to be an official, the scholars will not give you the opportunity to be an official!

In addition, in order to avoid forced labor, in addition to spending money to hire people, you also have to pay taxes, and this poll tax is charged according to the percentage of your family property!

In other words, when Dong Ce reaches twenty-two, he will have to serve, and if he finds someone to replace him, then his hard-earned wealth will be bitten off by the government!

In these days, no businessman dared to lie about his income, because once discovered, all of them were confiscated!

Of course, this is only on the surface, and Dong Ce's superficial industry, in addition to the art garden, is currently a kiln, as for the tea garden, because no one cares about it yet.

It can be seen that businessmen still have no status, and have been oppressed and kneaded by the court and scholars, if you don't have a backer, you still make a lot of money, don't think about the consequences.

Because living in this generation, although Wang Fuyan is a businessman, he has never thought of standing in the perspective of a businessman and doing something for the status of a businessman, and now after talking to Dong Cechang, he feels that he needs to work hard, even if he can't change anything, he also wants to take this opportunity to let the world's soldiers know the terrifying strength of their Ning Shang!

"Crazy, are these businessmen fucking crazy?"

The gentry are becoming more and more incomprehensible to the situation. You said that the price increase, it was the businessman Aerie, in order to make money. Xiang took advantage of the Taiping Road to put pressure on their warriors, and bit a few bites.

The scholars didn't care about that. Now you've been eaten a few bites, waiting to turn around. Taiping Road these are divided, and we will settle accounts after the autumn!

But now, the rally has actually appeared in an unexpected situation, the price of materials has fallen, but only part of it, and the rest are still rising wildly, which has exceeded the previous seven times!

"Big brother, the materials have fallen, can we sell them?"

"Wait."

"The head of the house. Taiping Dao sent someone again! ”

"Tell the bookkeeper, prepare the money, and buy me all the materials that have fallen."

is such a scene, which is staged one after another in several Dashi clans in Jiangnan!

Jinling, east of the city, in a splendid manor under the Purple Mountain, Weng Jian, the young owner of the Weng family, hurriedly came to the backyard, and when he saw an old man cutting dead leaves for a pot of small and delicate fine bamboo, he immediately stepped forward. But he didn't hurry to speak, but stood beside the old man, quietly looking at the small bamboo whose rhizomes were exposed like old ginger, until the old man cut off the three dead leaves on it. Only then did he speak: "Dad, the Fengyun Club has made a big move again!" ”

"Hmm." The old man didn't take his eyes off the fine bamboo.

Weng Jian continued: "The price of materials has dropped, but only in the surrounding counties. Our Jinling, Zhenjiang, Jinling, Gusu and other prefectures are still rising. ”

"Oh!" The old man's eyebrows moved, but he still didn't take his eyes off the thin bamboo. It seems that this pot of thin bamboo is a rare treasure.

Weng Jian hesitated for a while, and then said cautiously: "Dong Yilang plans to go to the field!" ”

"Huh!" The old man smiled. He suddenly looked at his son, pointed to the thin bamboo, and said, "This thing is King Huan's beloved thing, do you know how I got it?" ”

"Ah...... This ......" Weng Jian was stunned for a while, and said with a wry smile: "King Huan attaches great importance to his father, and he is willing to cut his love!" ”

"!" The old man snorted and said: "In the eyes of King Huan, he is happy, I am a chess friend, he is not happy, I am just an ant, you see this thing, this is like the old ginger's entanglement rugged, twists and turns, ups and downs, the bamboo body is slender and unyielding, the bamboo leaves seem to be tender and green and weak, in fact, there is a saw on the edge of the leaves, and the tips of the leaves are like mangs, which shows the state of mind of the person who planted it!" ”

"Daddy is saying that King Huan is like this bamboo?" Weng Jian said curiously.

"Superficial!" The old man said sarcastically, and admired the fine bamboo and said: "This thing is called bonsai, but King Huan took it from Dong Yilang!" ”

"Oh, huh? Snatch! Weng Jian didn't notice the intention at first, but after thinking about it, he immediately found that his father's words seemed wrong!

Who is King Huan, it's too late for people to give gifts, so you can use him to take it? And it's just a pot that doesn't look like a valuable thing, but it's a small bamboo, if King Huan likes it, he can send someone to dig in the bamboo forest casually, can he use it to grab it?

Seeing his son's disdain, how could Weng Beiwen not be able to guess what he was thinking, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Continuing to appreciate the fine bamboo bonsai, Weng Beiwen muttered: "In your eyes, it is worthless, but it is regarded as priceless by King Huan, and I, although I think this thing is not priceless, but it is also hard to find!" ”

The more Weng Jian listened, the more confused he became, and he didn't know why this pot of small bamboo made King Huan and his father attach so much importance to it? Is it because of the man who planted him?

Thinking of this, Weng Jian seemed to have some understanding, so he said: "Daddy means, King Huan values Dong Yilang?" ”

"Alas!" Weng Beiwen sighed, he wanted not to say anything, but if he didn't say it, I am afraid that this child would be stuck in the pit he dug forever.

"It's not that King Huan values Dong Yilang, it's that Dong Yilang makes King Huan value it!"

Weng Jian raised his eyebrows, and said even more puzzled: "Isn't this a meaning?" ”

"Cough cough cough cough ......" Weng Beiwen suddenly coughed violently a few times for some reason, so frightened that Weng Jian hurriedly stepped forward to pat his back and rub his chest, and gave the old man his breath out.

"That's it." Weng Beiwen waved his hand, and after Weng Jian took a step back, he continued to look at the bonsai and said solemnly: "In your eyes, Dong Yilang's actions are just trying to pull teeth from the mouth of the tiger of the Shi clan......

"Isn't it ......" Before Weng Jian finished speaking, he suddenly saw his father turn his head and stare at him coldly, so frightened that he hurriedly shut up and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Our Weng family ancestor is a hunter, started by selling furs, when I was a child, I liked to listen to your grandfather tell me the story of the tiger, wolf and fox, today I will tell you one for my father!" Weng Beiwen smiled and said slowly: "A fox lives in a corner of the forest, where the pika is enough for its life, but one day, the wolves came, they not only want to take the food of the fox, but also eat the fox, and the fox in order to protect itself, it is as deep as the forest looking for a tiger for help, at first, the tiger was going to eat it, but it was deceived by its rhetoric, saying that the wolves were going to eat it, so the tiger laughed!" ”

Weng Beiwen smiled and continued: "After that, the tiger went down the mountain, thinking that it was unstoppable, but in the face of the wolves, no matter how fierce you are, you are just a lonely person. And the shrewd wolves also noticed that they also did not want to be killed or injured, but if the tiger did not leave, they would not be able to live here, so they just approached slowly, hoping that the tiger would retreat. Speaking of this, Weng Beiwen looked at his son and said, "Do you know the ending?" ”

Weng Jian thought for a while and said, "The tiger and the wolf fight, both lose, and finally the fox is cheaper." ”

"Wrong."

Weng Jian said again: "The tigers are outnumbered and eaten by wolves...... Or, the tiger will be powerful and win a big victory after fighting the wolves alone! ”

"You!" Weng Beiwen raised his hand and knocked the door of Er Wengjian's head.

Weng Jian was in pain, but he was even more aggrieved, he was in his thirties, and he actually asked with tears in his eyes: "Then Daddy, tell me, how did it end?" ”

"Your grandfather, they're coming!" Weng Beiwen glared at Weng Jian fiercely, then turned to look at the bonsai, sighed leisurely, and said, "I was attracted by the fox!" (To be continued.) )