With the increase of commercial tax, the only thing that has a smaller loss is the strong rise of Jinling.

This Jinling tiger is in the dragon pan, everyone knows this strange thing, it is a golden signboard, there is a family in Beijing, and the people behind it are so mysterious that no one dares to provoke them. Ma Fat Man doesn't like to deal with Nanjing's household officials, and he has to pay taxes that should be paid, and he sells strange goods that are coveted in other places with this shining golden signboard, how many people wish that Ma Fat Man would fall off.

He won't give such an opportunity, taxes, how to check, how to check, not a single point is missed. The people in the household department can't get out of oil and water in front of this dead horse fat man, and they can't kill him, not to mention how itchy he is. These are not the things that Yang Fan focuses on, money is important, making more and earning less, Yang Fan doesn't care very much. The canal went all the way north, and only when he arrived in Yangzhou did he carry the black box on his back, carry the embroidered spring knife, hire two porters, and carry two large boxes of things to the dock.

He also wanted to take another look, to see this familiar and strange city.

The city is the old city, but the people are new.

said that he was a newcomer, but according to Yang Fan's birth years, he was already an ancient person.

It's a strange feeling. Listening to the familiar dialect, you and me, the cries of his childhood, seemed to make him return to that simple era.

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"Restaurant, have a bowl of wine."

Yang Fan asked for a bowl of wine alone. The stall is next to an old tree. Under the old tree, an old man shrunk on a small stool, a few pieces of porcelain and furniture were placed on the ground, and the old man leaned on the old tree, squinting leisurely. Even though it's early spring. The weather was still terribly cold, and the old man was dressed in patches and rags. It's a little thin.

Yang Fan looked at the pieces of furniture and frowned.

"Childe. The wine you want. The bartender came over with two plates of wine, handed them to Yang Fan, then kicked the old man under the tree, handed over another bowl of cheap wine lees in his hand, and scolded with a smile: "Look at some business." A few pieces of broken furniture, when will they be sold? ”

The old man was awakened, took the bowl of lees from the wine man, and smiled, revealing a few yellow teeth. Thank you for the wine of the bartender.

Yang Fan took a sip of wine and said, "How to sell this furniture?" He took a fancy to the jewelry cabinet, and in his impression, he remembered very clearly that when he was a child, his mother cherished a jewelry cabinet, which looked exactly like this one, and was a dowry given by his grandmother. But later, due to the difficulties of life. The jewelry inside was lost one by one, and even in the end, this jewelry cabinet was sold.

"Childe. You can count the goods, these are all old objects of Huanghuali. I don't want you, like this. Which one does the son like, how about the little old man only charge you fifty taels of silver? The old man took a sip of the lees. Showing a few yellow teeth, he smiled.

One foot was kicked on the old man's bench. The bartender grinned, "Come on, you broken wood...... Ahem. The winemaker realized that Yang Fan was still watching, and it was not good to dismantle the stage like this, so he walked away in a daze.

"Cough, this son, the little old man is also forced by life, otherwise he would be reluctant to buy the objects left by his ancestors. I'll tell you the truth about these things, they are sour branch wood, and they are really worse than Huanghuali's. In this way, how about you take all these rooms and collect a hundred taels of silver from you? The old man looked pained.

"Fifty taels."

"Childe, it's not worth selling fifty taels to a pawnshop, and the little old man has to beg for food at home. Look at this, the little old man has wrapped it for you, eighty taels, how about it? The old man flipped the sackcloth from behind him and wrapped it neatly, as if there was some intention of buying and selling.

"Eighty taels is fine, and the rest of these porcelain vases will also be given to me."

"Childe, these ......"

"Winemaker, check out!" Yang Fan put down the wine bowl and got up to leave.

The old man's face ached, and he hurriedly said, "Cheng Cheng Cheng, this business is done." Childe, do you have a carriage to pull? This thing is composed. Little Lao'er will help you carry the carriage. ”

"Restaurant, good wine."

"Lele, wait a minute. The best seven mile incense. "You can't stop the winemaker, you can blow anything. The man in white made a gesture of please, "Senior sister, sit." After a while, I will go to the master who the master said yes and get the sword. ”

"Yes, senior brother. You sit too. The woman in green nodded, looking. Seeing Yang Fan, a trace of surprise passed through his eyes.

When the man in white saw Yang Fan, who was loading old furniture on the car, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and said, "Senior sister, don't look at it, it's all worthless things." ”

Yang Fan smiled slightly, dropped the wine money, sat in the carriage, and walked away. He bought these just for a thought, and didn't mean anything else.

"Senior brother, this person is a little weird."

"Look at that outfit, it's a dirt bun. Senior sister drink some warm wine to warm up, and then we will go to the master to get the sword. The woman in green looked at the carriage in the distance, wondering if she had an illusion. Under the old tree on the side, the old man who had been closing the stall came back.

"I said old man, you're back again?"

The old man showed his yellow teeth, smiled, and said, "No, I spent ten taels of silver, and bought some furniture from the old Wang's house next door, and continued to put it on, and I will always meet the head again." The old man continued to sit on the stool, squinting and dozing, leaning against the trunk of the tree, waiting for the next lamb to come.

Yang Fan found the most famous dart game in Yangzhou. As soon as you come, you will meet the most famous dart masters. A large box of jewelry, and those furniture and porcelain vases, were ready to be transported to Jinling Manor, and it was just a little way, but Yang Fan paid a lot of silver.

The boxer of the town hall is a master of Xingyi Boxing, Yang Fan explored, and he had the strength of the acquired realm, of course, the boxer saw that Yang Fan was equipped with a knife at his waist, and he also understood that he was not an ordinary person, so he asked: "This young man wants to transport things." ”

"That's right. If you go to Jinling, please transport it to the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, and the silver is indispensable. ”

The old boxer raised his eyebrows, looked at these pieces of furniture and porcelain, and said, "These things, if the young man wants to invite me to dart, I can't do it." ”

"Three hundred taels, can you go?"

The old boxer raised his eyebrows, hurriedly called someone to serve tea, and said, "Luck, of course." But what are the commands? ”

Yang Fan has no other requirements, that is, safety first. The old boxer patted his chest and said, "This is no problem. But just some furniture, and it's not far away, and there are no people who dare to rob our Zhenyuan Dart Bureau on the boundary of Jinling. ”

After Yang Fan finished paying the silver, he took the bill, stuffed it into his chest, and asked, "Can the old boxer tell me that there are masters of sword forging in this place?" ”

The old boxer nodded and said, "Yes, yes, but this master has a very strange temper, and ordinary people rarely give this face, if you want to give it a try, you can also go there." If you don't ask for that master, there are a few other well-known ones, but they can't compare to that one. (To be continued......)