"Zhao Gongzi, this is your passbook, please put it away, with this passbook, plus the password, you can withdraw money in any Wansan money bank in Da Zhou, I wish you a happy use." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The words of the shopkeeper of Long Da were quite effective, just an order, and soon the relevant personnel would quickly go through the formalities, and when the little guy smiled and handed over a gilt card to his hand, it was only ten minutes later.

Compared with the many hardships who were still queuing up in the hall, Zhao Qing couldn't help but sigh, this is simply the treatment of VIP, where did he have this opportunity when he went to the bank in the past.

"What is the password? If someone else gets my card, can they also withdraw the money in it? Zhao Qing happily played with this very precious looking small card, and asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, Zhao Gongzi, Qian Zhuang has a very professional means of confidentiality, the user of the passbook needs to leave a portrait in the Wansan Money Village to determine the identity, in case of fraud, the initial password is determined by you now, you can withdraw the money on the day of the passbook, and you need to go through the procedures under the general circumstances of the whole week, and it can only be used after half a year, but Zhao Gongzi Your passbook level is the highest level, and you can withdraw money in any Wansan Money Village in the Great Zhou after January. If someone else gets your passbook, as long as they report the loss in time, they can freeze the passbook. The little guy smiled and explained the passbook business of Wansan Bank, looking very proud.

Zhao Qing is not very trusting, although this passbook sounds very convenient to use, and the confidentiality is very good, but there are too many loopholes to exploit in this time when there is no network. If it is carefully designed by people with ulterior motives, it is completely possible to take advantage of the gap between the communication time of Wansan Money Bank in the two places to calmly withdraw money and leave during the time when the freezing message is transmitted from the place where it was lost to the place where it is withdrawn. So Zhao Qing decided to take out the money immediately, and the money was still held in his hands.

In fact, it is true that incidents of fraudulent passbook access occur frequently, although not much, but every year. Therefore, the general passbook users will only use the passbook locally, do not open the national business, and often need to go to other places to do business, it is very inconvenient to carry the silver, so they will use a kind of thing similar to a check, called a big banknote, that is, a kind of paper money with a particularly large face value, like a check, how much is worth it, only used to trade with Wansan Bank. As for the banknotes, the banknotes in various parts of the Great Zhou are not unified, there are 18 different kinds of banknotes in the 23rd road sub-region of the country, although a regional money bank will accept banknotes from other regions, but a certain handling fee will be deducted, and the big banknotes are common throughout the country, and the appearance of the big banknotes is to avoid paying this unnecessary handling fee.

Of course, there are not a few users who open the national passbook, because the advantages of the passbook are obvious, you must carry your belongings when you go out, and if you travel with a passbook, even if you encounter robbers and strongmen, you are not afraid of losing your whole body of wealth, even if the passbook is lost, you can report the loss and re-handle it, although the procedures are troublesome, you need all kinds of proofs, but it is better than being robbed.

Therefore, large banknotes and passbooks have their own users. The big door is strong, not afraid of being robbed and more afraid of being impersonated, so they will choose big money, and small households are not afraid of fraud, their money is really not worth the trouble to remember, compared to the robber strong man is more threatening, so they will choose the passbook.

"Help me get all the money out."

"No problem, does Zhao Gongzi need a large banknote of one million guan or a Hebei Road banknote with a face value of one thousand?" The little guy smiled and said with a smile and agreed unequivocally. Although the Liaodong region is not counted in Hebei Road, the paper money used is the same.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being the highest-level passbook, and if you are a bank in the future, you will definitely be able to make the sky with such a large amount of money in one go, and you will procrastinate and grind, and you will be annoyed.

"Big bills." After Zhao Qing roughly calculated how much it would take to convert it into banknotes, he gave up this idea.

"Well, Zhao Gongzi, please wait a moment." The little guy smiled politely and went down to do things, and after a while, he took a special banknote like a plane ticket and handed it to Zhao Qing, the paper was very hard, with a variety of complex anti-counterfeiting signs on it, and a large string of Arabic numerals composed of codes, these convenient symbols have long been widely circulated in Dazhou, the upper left corner of the table is written in block letters with a million words, Zhao took the big bill with a heavy breath, and his heart beat faster. He didn't know what the concept of money was, but there was a penny at the bottom, and the purchasing power of the yuan was definitely much greater than that of the yuan.

"I'm a millionaire!" Zhao Qing couldn't hide his ecstasy in his heart, and almost shouted out this sentence, but fortunately he calmed down, did not do such a humiliating thing, and put the big bill into his arms very indifferently, and then calmly walked out of Wansan Qian Village, the wind was light and light, leaving no clouds, and the image of the master of the Ghost Valley was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

After walking out of Wansan Money Village, Zhao Qing felt that the big money in his arms was like a thousand catties, and secretly lifted the collar to make sure that the big money was still there, and then hugged his arms tightly, and looked around vigilantly, as if someone was spying on him, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace at his feet, and he was about to open the collar to check it after walking a few steps.

In the end, Zhao Qing almost stumbled back to the courtyard, there were many people in the courtyard, they were busy, he didn't say hello to anyone, he rushed straight to his room, and brought the door fiercely, attracting a burst of puzzled eyes.

Zhao Qing put the big bill under his pillow at a very fast speed, and then drove away Shirley, who was sleeping, and lay down, thinking about it, he didn't think it was reliable, so he immediately took it out, found his backpack, stuffed the big bill into the innermost compartment of the backpack, closed the zipper, and hung the bag back on the wall, and finally felt a little relieved.

"Hey, I've got a million, I'm a millionaire!" Zhao Qing is a fan of money, he has dreamed of becoming a millionaire since he was a child, but he didn't expect that his dream would come true only a few days after crossing, it was too illusory and unrealistic, he took off his backpack again, opened the zipper, and took the big bill in his hand, pinched himself fiercely, making sure that he was not dreaming, and then kissed the big bill a few times, smelling the fresh ink fragrance on it, it smelled much better than the broken tea leaves of Long Tan.

Smelling and smelling, Zhao Qing couldn't control himself, and laughed proudly, laughing as ugly as a crow, Shirley was so frightened that she curled up in the corner, screaming at the master who had become strange and terrible, hoping to wake up the master.

"Brother Qing? What's wrong with you, what's that sound, you're fine. There was a knock on the door, and then Chen Ke's timid voice came, Zhao Qing's appearance before was a little scary, and now there is such a strange movement in the house, it can't be that he was ghosted.

Zhao Qing calmed down at this time, quickly hid the big bill in his bag, then smoothed his chest, trying to make himself look calmer, and then opened the door, and saw Chen Ke and the group of children nervously hiding behind the pillar outside the door, for fear that their light brother would turn into a monster and rush out.

"Haha, it's okay, what can I do. By the way, have you eaten, Brother Qing, please eat delicious food, do you want to eat candy? Zhao chuckled lightly, revealing a nouveau riche temperament, and he didn't think about which candy store he spent such a large denomination banknote in.

What, to get change? Take it, don't look for it, your store belongs to me, don't ask why, you are rich, but willful! Zhao Qing's mind was full of this kind of thought, and his smug appearance made the children feel very strange.

"We don't want to eat sugar, as long as Brother Qing'er changes back."

The children are all timidly talking, and the experience of being a homeless person has made these children very sensible.

Zhao Qing realized that he was a little carried away and scared the children, he rubbed his face, bent down to pick up a female baby, and said: "Brother Qing'er hasn't changed, but I'm too happy, I won't eat if I don't eat sugar, I'll tell you a story, the story of the dwarf last time hasn't been finished yet, I'll tell you okay?" ”

Seeing that Brother Qing'er had changed back, and there was a story to hear, the children immediately cheered.

In the evening, when it was about to be time to eat, Yang Duwei appeared in the courtyard, and Zhao Qing had no choice but to send away the children who were pestering and listening to the story, and came to Yang Duwei.

"Captain Yang, what's wrong?" Zhao Qing told the story all afternoon, and his mouth was a little dry, but the nerves stimulated by the money had been relaxed.

"The state is please." Yang Duwei never said much, only smiled slightly and made a gesture of please.

It seems that there is an extra meal tonight, Zhao Qing smiled bitterly.

Zhao Qing got into the carriage, a large number of mercenaries poured into Ningjiang Prefecture, and there was also some night scene, no longer as deserted as some time ago, all kinds of hotels and casinos were overcrowded, these men who deal with swords all day long seem to have excess energy, and they are easily aroused to blood, and from time to time there are brawls, and the onlookers shouted hello, and then there were law enforcers who immediately appeared, separated the two, and couldn't help but say that they each played twenty boards.

Chai Yi's words were very heavy that day, so the big businessmen warned their subordinates very severely, these law enforcers are not people in the forbidden army, but the leaders of the various mercenaries, and the mercenaries who were taught a lesson found that they were their own commanders, and they didn't dare to put a fart on the board, and the other mercenaries also restrained a lot, and there were fewer and fewer vicious incidents.

Soon, the carriage drove to a somewhat remote place, Zhao Qing got out of the car and looked, sure enough, it was the place where he came to eat mutton last time, it seems that Yang Zaixing really has a soft spot for the meat of this shop, and I don't know if it is those boiled mutton, or the meat of the white flowers on the chest that the proprietress intentionally or unintentionally exposed.

There were two Praetorian guards at the entrance of the store, and Yang Duwei also stopped at the door and did not enter.

"Haha, Brother Zhao, you have a mouthful, I slaughtered the first 100-day sheep today, the mutton at this time is the most tender, it is delicious to eat it after slicing, come and taste it!" Yang Zaixing was eating hotly, sweating profusely, and raised his head and laughed when he saw Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing looked at the familiar copper stove hot pot on the table, in the middle was a chimney-like opening, with a charcoal fire lit inside, and in the pot on the side, the boiling thick soup was steaming, which made people's appetite wider.

"There is actually a hot pot, you will really enjoy it, I haven't eaten shabu mutton for a long time, I have eaten a lot of mutton this time, it is all roasted and cooked, I am really tired." Zhao Qing was not polite, took the plate and went to the bottles and cans to take a lot of sauces and condiments, and then sat opposite Yang Zaixing, picked up and cut into a piece with chopsticks, cut it very thinly, the color is like red and white, such as snowflake-like mutton, and then put it in the pot with chopsticks and put it on a few laps, after the blood fades, it will be sandwiched, dipped in leek sauce, eat it in one bite, the mutton is indeed very elastic and tender, the taste is excellent, with the spicy and spicy leek sauce, it can be called a delicacy in the world.

Shabu mutton was invented by a cook during Kublai Khan's southern expedition, when the war was tight, Kublai Khan, who had just been on the table, received the war report and was about to go to war, only had time to eat a few mouthfuls of dry food in a hurry, but unfortunately the meat was raw and could not be cooked for a while. The cook felt sorry for the handsome man to fight on an empty stomach, stared at the large piece of mutton and suddenly came up with an idea, with the best knife work to cut the mutton into thin slices, put it in the pot and cook it once, sprinkled with salt and served it to Kublai Khan, Kublai Khan ate a few bites, and then praised the mutton shabu, called it delicious, and then went out to fight and returned with a big victory.

It is not certain whether Kublai Khan's father was born in this world, so this shabu mutton must also be Shen Wansan's masterpiece.

Yang Zaixing, who originally wanted to see Zhao Qing's jokes, was frustrated to find that people's eating methods were very standard, and he didn't make a fuss at all, so he had to get angry at Xiao Er on the side and said: "A little more mutton, I didn't see Zhao Gongzi hungry!" ”

The shopkeeper got up lazily, came to the slaughtered whooping sheep on the desk, made a few strokes with a knife, and cut off a whole piece of meat, and then the knife was close to the palm, and gently stroked the piece of meat, and then slice a thin piece of meat, rolled into a meat roll and put it on a plate, waving the knife in his hand, and soon a whole plate of mutton rolls was served, and the knife work was amazing.

"Hurry up and call your boss lady down to sing the tune, she won't give me face, she has to give the face of the Guigu Sect." Yang Zaixing picked the shredded meat between his teeth, and said complainingly, looking like hob meat.

The shopkeeper picked his ears, and he didn't think that his hands were greasy after cutting the meat, and said: "The proprietress is unwell and has already slept, if the state ruler really wants to listen to it, the little one sings the same." "Hey, I'm not happy to change the content of this prevarication, and I don't know how many times the unnutritious conversation between the shopkeeper and Yang Zaixing has been repeated.

Zhao Qing felt nauseous, as if all he had eaten in his mouth was earwax.

"Yo yo yo, what Yang Zhouzhi said, Zhao Gongzi is rare to come once, I have to dress up and come out to meet people again." Rou Niang rolled her eyes and appeared at the staircase, she was really dressed up, she looked very charming, twisted her waist and walked down, her plump figure trembled with the action of going downstairs, making Zhao Qing and Yang Zaixing swallow their saliva.

"Hurry up and make a tune, and some wine, the strongest kind of two-pot head." Yang Zaixing was glared at by Rou Niang, and retracted the thief's eyes staring at the white, and shouted.

"Why, I'm not drinking today." Rou Niang asked in surprise.

Yang Zaixing threw a large handful of mutton rolls down to shabu, stirred the soup with chopsticks, and said expressionlessly: "The Hu people are coming, there is about to fight, whether there is a chance to drink in the future is not certain, today I don't care, I must get drunk and rest." ”

Hearing the word Hu Ren, Rou Niang's body trembled for a moment, then stopped making a sound, and took out two wine jars from behind the counter, and at a glance, she knew that it was not the low-end goods that Cao Zilin brought last time.

"Hehe, it's actually Tokyo Brew, you can have a drink today." Yang Zaixing's eyes lit up when he saw the two wine jars, picked up a jar and slapped a knife at the mouth, slapped off the mud seal on it very accurately, and then poured a bowl for Zhao Qing first, and then brought a bowl for himself.

"Come, Zhao Gongzi, I'll do it first as respect." Yang Zaixing poured down the bowl of wine very boldly, then slammed the wine bowl on the table, shouted happily, his face turned red, and he scooped up the boiled soaked mutton to relieve his mouth.

Zhao Qing actually has a good amount of alcohol, but he usually drinks beer, how dare he pour liquor like Yang Zaixing, so he had to take a sip of the wine glass first, and found that it was quite acceptable, and then slowly increased the tilt angle of the wine glass, and also dried up a bowl of wine. As soon as the wine was in his stomach, Zhao Qing felt that his throat was hot, and his stomach seemed to be burning, so he hurriedly grabbed two handfuls of peanuts to relieve his mouth.

"Zhao Gongzi has a good amount of alcohol, but Yang underestimated it, come, continue!" Yang Zaixing filled the two of them again.

Zhao Qing hurriedly shirked it, but he couldn't twist it, so he had to say: "Lord Zhouzhi, wine is not drunk like this, you have to talk about something, wine is for oral use, and who can eat dry wine." "He was asking Ming Yang Zaixing to invite guests, he couldn't have pulled himself over just to listen to the proprietress play the piano, this wine was drunk.

After Rou Niang heard the word war, she seemed to be extremely depressed, and picked up the piano and played it by herself.

"Today, Zhao Gongzi went to visit the shopkeeper of Wansan Qian Zhuanglong?" Yang Zaixing asked with a red face, but he couldn't see that he was drunk.

Zhao Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, picked up a piece of meat and ate it, but his mind turned around a few times, raised his wine glass and said, "Yes, I went to ask some about Shen Wansan's deeds, I am very interested in this fellow disciple, come." ”

Yang Zaixing picked up the wine glass and touched it, took a sip, and said, "What did the dragon shopkeeper say, did he invite you to join Wansan Qian Zhuang as the owner?" Speaking of Shen Wansan's direct descendants, most of them are named in Wansan Qianzhuang and several of his subordinate firms, they are really rich and rival countries, and they occupy almost half of the country's officialdom, and you, the orthodox Guigumen, should be very interested in each other. ”

"Indeed." Zhao took a sip of wine and smiled slightly, already knowing Yang Zaixing's intention to entertain him.

"Then how did Zhao Gongzi respond?" Yang Zaixing put down the wine glass, his body was a little straighter, he looked a little stiff, he was very nervous, not sure if a very promising young man could resist that kind of temptation, if he agreed, then Jiangmen would completely break with him, and Yang Zaixing would be embarrassed.

"Of course I refused, I have no interest in confinement myself in an unfamiliar environment." Zhao said lightly, eating the mutton that floated from Yang Zaixing's end, "Besides, I don't like Shen Wansan very much, he brought too many things that I hate, and the development of this world is a little deformed." ”

Yang Zaixing finally breathed a sigh of relief, solemnly held the wine glass in both hands, toasted Zhao Qing, and then patted Zhao Qing's shoulder heavily, indicating that the two would still be comrades from now on.

Three glasses and two glasses of spirits were in their stomachs, and the two of them opened their chatterboxes. Zhao Qing explained that the group of fat-headed and big-eared profiteers was very annoying, and explained that a lot of these businessmen were not good, in fact, many businessmen in Dazhou could already be called capitalists, so he applied that set of criticism of all evils of capitalism, and never mentioned the million bills.

"Zhao Gongzi is really right, it's all those profiteers!" Yang Zaixing touched the cup with Zhao fiercely and took a big sip. He is a rough man, in addition to being different from the businessman's position, he just hates the businessman's treacherous face, and he really wants him to count the bad points of the businessman, I am afraid that there are only a few words of treacherous profit-seeking over and over again, how can Zhao Qing have such knowledge. Therefore, as soon as Zhao Qing's professional theories came out, every sentence was talked about in his heart, and he listened to it heartily.

"Wait, what was that sentence just now, what exploitation of workers, what class of peasants, whatever, Zhao Qing, you say it again, brother, I don't remember it in my brain." The wine was already on the top, Yang Zaixing was not polite at all, and he also called Zhao Qing by his name. It is worthy of being a Guigumen person, and the analysis is so level, if this is written as an excerpt and handed it to the emperor, the businessman will definitely have some bad luck, usually say how the profiteer is so treacherous but can't say a way, this time he has the opportunity to learn a little more, and he can brag with those old friends in the future.

"The wealth of the bourgeoisie comes from the exploitation of the working class, and the remuneration they pay to the workers is far less than the labor of the workers, and if this contradiction is not resolved, it will inevitably lead to social unrest in the long run." Zhao blushed lightly and tugged, and he also felt fluctuating.

"Alas, you said slow down."

After three rounds of wine, two jars of wine were drunk, and a few plates of meat were added, and the table was already a mess. The two men didn't know when they got under the table, and they were still pulling each other with their heads in a delirium.

Rou Niang's piano has long stopped playing, and I don't know when I silently returned to the boudoir.

"Zhao Qing, brother, let me remind you." Yang Zaixing kicked away the chair that was in the way and lay down comfortably.

"Brother Yang, you say, I will definitely listen." Zhao Qing leaned on a table leg, hugging the table leg like a koala.

"Listen, Jiangmen and businessmen are two camps in Da Zhou, water and fire are incompatible, you must not get too close to those merchants as Jiangmen, in Da Zhou, except for the surname Chai, no one can step on two boats, and flatter on both sides.

Zhao Qing was really drunk, he only felt that his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, Yang Zaixing's voice was getting smaller and smaller, and finally he couldn't hear it anymore, his eyelids also fought, and it was slowly dark in front of him.