Yang Fan walked on the most prosperous long street in Jinling, Chen Wangting followed behind Yang Fan, now Yang Fan is not a lord, at first Chen Wangting thought that his life was going to be difficult, and he regretted that he did not listen to Yang Fan's advice and went to a certain official and a half-post on the battlefield. Later, I felt that in fact, whether Yang Fan was a lord or not seemed to have nothing to do with him. Not to mention the money, there were Zhang Yao and these brocade guards in the past, and there was not much room for him to play, but now, he is really Yang Fan's personal bodyguard.

"Master Yang, why didn't you push Mr. into the fire pit just now. Those rough men meet Mr. Shangxing, it is not a show to meet a soldier, it is unreasonable. ”

"Haha, that's what I wanted. This line of three dementias has been in the imperial tomb, and has not eaten fireworks for 20 years, and some of them are already about to become immortals. Since he will be the head of the academy in the future, he can't be so ignorant of fireworks. Otherwise, with a stinky face, the students who will be taught in the future will all be so unfireworks, one by one, like an uncle, even if they enter the officialdom, they are also bamboos standing aside. ”

"Bamboo?"

Yang Fan smiled sideways and said, "It's nothing." Alas, the shop here is good, let's go and have a look. Yang Fan took a fancy to the three-story building at an intersection. The status is in the most prosperous place in Jinling, not only the dignitaries and dignitaries often come and go, but also close to the Confucius Temple in Nanjing, and it is also a place where literati and scholars often come and go.

"Master Yang, if you want to buy such a big shop in this area, the price is very expensive."

Yang Fan touched his chin and said, "I have always believed that there is never a business that cannot be negotiated, only a price that cannot be negotiated." People, too, have a price code. If the price is enough, betrayal can be done. ”

Chen Wangting nodded and said, "If someone can give Wang Ting 100,000 taels of silver, he will definitely pat his ass and leave from Yang Ye's side." He quipped.

"Haha, Chen Wangting actually asked for a price of 100,000. If someone offers 50,000 taels of silver, I will immediately let you Chen Wangting get out. ”

"Haha."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked towards the three-bay, three-story shop.

Yang Fan entered the door and saw a large number of customers. Business was booming, so I walked around, it was a paper and pen room with three floors and three bottoms. Chen Wangting looked at the customers everywhere, stuck behind Yang Fan and said, "Master Yang." If you look at the business here is so prosperous, it will definitely cost a lot of money to really bring this shop to the plate. ”

Yang Fan smiled and said, "It seems that Wang Ting, your vision of doing business is bound to collapse." He walked over and said to the shopkeeper, "This shopkeeper." Can you please let me meet your hosts? ”

"See our host? I don't know what is going on with this son? If you like which paper pen or inkstone, you tell me, the price is easy to say. ”

"Oh. I'm here to talk to your owner about whether this shop can be transferred. ”

"You...... Do you want to take down this shop? The shopkeeper looked at Yang Fan in surprise.

"Isn't this a joke?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "I'm afraid that Gongzi doesn't have the money to buy this store." You also know that this side is so close to the Confucius Temple, a good place for literati to play, and such a prosperous shop is worth a lot of money. His hand rested on the counter, as if waiting for the young man to say something next.

"Since I am saying this, I have this foundation. As for how much this shop is worth, this is a business I negotiated with your owner. Not you. ”

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows, and secretly said that there really seemed to be flowers, so he said, "Son, come with me to the second floor." Yang Fan glanced upstairs and said, "Okay." ”

Chen Wangting followed Yang Fan to the second floor, the room was very elegantly arranged, Yang Fan looked around, the layout here was like a private club, except for some sao guest literati who tried the test paper here and learned from each other. There was no one left. Yang Fan sat on a chair on the side, very curious that this wonderful paper and pen restaurant could be opened here. It is too extravagant for such a place, such an open place, to be used as a place to test pen and ink!

Yang Fan came over and looked at it for a long time. The pens, ink, paper, and inkstones used by these people to test pens are all laid with paper and pen. He walked over and asked, "This brother, this is a good handwriting." ”

"Awards, awards." The man was a little flattered and put the pen on the pen holder, and said: "The Huixuan and Songmo that came in from Boss Chen's house are really the best products. Nor sticky. Well, sure enough. ”

The guy on the side smiled: "Lu Gongzi's eyes are really good, this Huixuan just arrived in Jinling a few days ago." How about it, does Lu Gongzi want to take it back to the house for two or three knives? ”

"Huh? Hehe. Look again, look again. The man put down his pen.

"What about this Songmo? How about taking a few ingots back? ”

The man surnamed Lu shook his head, smiled, looked around at some calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and then slowly went downstairs.

"Alas, Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu ......" The man shook his head, came back to clean up the pen and paper left by the man, and scolded and said, "I know every day to rub paper and ink." The writing is so bad, and the people are so bad. This waste paper, take it back as straw paper, it's too dirty. ”

"This little brother."

"Oh, Childe. Excuse me. Do you want to try your hand at writing? Come, this way, please. ”

Yang Fan said: "Give me a set of the four treasures of this study." ”

"A set?" The guy on the side was a little surprised, "Won't you give it a try first?" ”

"Don't try. Take a set, I'll take it later. ”

Yang Fan asked, "By the way, how many sets have you sold this month?" ”

"Oh, Childe. Not to mention, with your set this month, there are only about 100 sets in total, which is enough to pay the wages of our people. Look at these people. He leaned into Yang Fan's ear and said softly: "There are many people watching and playing, and there are few people who really want to buy it." He shook his head, suddenly turned around and smiled: "Childe, are you going to give it away?" ”

"Yes."

"Would you like to prepare a gift box for you?"

Yang Fan smiled, found a few pieces of waste paper from the paper basket, and said, "Just find a pack of these bags." ”

"Childe, Childe. My host is waiting for you on the third floor, you can go up. ”

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Oh, good." Wang Ting, you wait here, I'll go up and talk to this owner about business. ”

The guy took out a new set of pen and ink, wrapped it in the scrap paper, and muttered, "Really." There are so many weirdos these days. Obviously it was going to be given away, and it was wrapped in waste paper. He glanced at Chen Wangting next to him a little speechlessly, and said, "Do you want to sell something about this son?" We have good pen and paper here. ”

"Let's do the same." Chen Wangting is not a reckless man, but after following Yang Fan, he seems to be less interested in dancing and writing. This time, since Yang Fan is going to open a academy, he can naturally relax for a while. (To be continued.) )