It didn't matter if they laughed, but Fan Jia jumped to his feet and said: "He Wang, Mr. Xu, something happened, and Du Pont was kidnapped." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Jiang Hexing and Xu Lang were all taken aback, and they didn't have the heart to drink and talk anymore, so they hurriedly asked Fan Jia to tell the truth.

Fan Jia will go through the story. It turned out that DuPont did not participate in the Autonomous Council, and he was enthusiastic about traveling between Chang'an and Pingzhou. The Autonomous Council asked to live in Xianwu Castle for a long time, which was not in line with his character.

Therefore, he was very optimistic, but he did not become an official and a half-official in the Autonomous Council.

He, as usual, continued to do his cotton business. He followed the fleet of Jianghexing from Xianwu City to Quanzhou.

A few days ago, they had just arrived in Quanzhou, and the rivers were on Yongnu Island. Fan Jia was bored, so he came to DuPont.

The two discussed that Yuyang County is a big county, not far from the county seat of Quanzhou, and the two planned to go and have a look.

Early the next morning, the two took a few domestic servants, each in a carriage, and went to Yuyang County along the official road.

In two days, they came to Yuyang Mansion.

They went directly to the cloth market in Yuyang, intending to learn about the local market.

They took a carriage and came to the east market of Yuyang, where cloth, silk, clothes and hats were mainly bought and sold.

In the evening, there are not many people in the market. The carriage of the two caused a sensation at the entrance of the market, and many vendors looked at the two carriages together.

The two of them looked at the bazaar, there were a total of 4 stalls, both sides were storefronts, and the middle two rows were all kinds of fabrics placed on wooden boards. There are three small aisles in the middle, and the carriage can't get through.

The two men parked the carriage at the entrance of the market and ordered the servants to watch over it. The two got out of the car, each with a domestic servant, and the four walked inside.

Fan Jia was wearing a red brocade robe, and at first glance he was either rich or expensive. Du Pont's red face beside him, wearing a blue cotton robe, not silk, not linen, but also made everyone's eyes gather. The two domestic servants behind him were both young men in their 20s, and they were both wearing black silk cloths, which looked very neat.

The two of them asked about these silk fabrics one by one, picked up the fabrics and asked briefly.

The vendors looked at the four high rollers, thinking that they were going to do business, and after a few simple words, they found that the two old men were both cloth making peers, and each question was asked very professionally.

Therefore, the four of them walked for a while, and everyone lost interest in them.

The two of them were very interested, especially DuPont, who felt that the cotton cloth here must be popular, and along the way, before he could open his mouth, he asked him where he bought the cotton robe and how much it cost.

DuPont just shook his head and smiled.

As they walked, they came to a small stall. There are only two horses of linen in this stall on the wooden board, unlike the other stalls that are full.

There was a man standing behind the plank, who was not young, a thin old man, with a tired face.

Du Pont stepped forward, touched the linen cloth with his hand, looked at the old man and said, "Old man, is this the kind of fabric you have?" How to sell it? ”

The old man took a step forward and came to his stall. Pointing to the linen cloth, he sighed and said, "Hey, this is woven by ourselves, and the family is in urgent need of money, so I am borrowing someone else's stall." People left after selling out of today's cloth, and they saw that I was pitiful, so let me sell this cloth here. My cloth is cheaper than other people's, so I just want to get the money as soon as possible. One horse here is one hundred and twenty dollars, and if the two are to be taken together, I will count it as one hundred and eleven horses. ”

Someone else's sackcloth is at least one hundred and fifty-one, and it seems that this man is indeed in trouble. Du Pont looked at the old man pitifully looking at him, and he felt a little unbearable.

DuPont turned his head to look at Fan Jia. Fan Jia was also smiling at DuPont. The two nodded together, meaning that this person was not in business, and if they wanted to help him, they could buy the two pieces of cloth.

Du Pont said: "Old man, in this way, I will buy both of your cloths, or one hundred and twenty dollars a cloth." ”

The old man nodded again and again and said, "Okay, good." After speaking, the old man looked straight at Du Pont, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Dupont turned to look at his servant, and the young man took out a blue cloth package from his bosom. The blue cloth package was full of copper coins, and the young man ordered it, brought it, and put it on the wooden board.

The old man opened his mouth in surprise, did not speak, and silently put away the money.

Fan Jia saw it clearly, and hurriedly said: "Dupont, no, you have five baht here." ”

Fan Jia was short and fat, but his voice was really loud, and everyone on the side looked at him.

DuPont also woke up to the fact that now the new dynasty cannot use five baht coins, but only six kinds of spring coins.

Du Pont didn't have time to blame his servant, so he hurriedly said to the old man: "Old man, I'm sorry, I took the wrong money." I'll change it for you right later. ”

After speaking, Du Pont turned his head to look at Fan Jia, meaning to let him cushion first.

Fan Jia smiled and said, "It's okay, I have it here." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at his servant. His servant was very clever, and immediately took out 5 relatively large copper coins and said: "Mr. Du, here are 5 copper coins of Daquan 50, a total of 250 yuan, you should give this to this old man first." ”

Fan Jia took the copper coin and was about to hand it over to the old man who sold cloth, ready to exchange his five baht money back.

At this time, there was a lot of noise in the back.

DuPont was about to change the money and looked back, but who knows, the person behind came directly behind him, grabbed him and said, "It's him, it's him, he just used five baht to buy sackcloth." ”

DuPont felt pain in his arm, turned around and looked back, only to see two tolerances, holding a rope in his hand and a ring knife on his waist. DuPont's hands were twisted by tolerance, unable to move, and before he could say anything, he only felt that the rope had tied him strongly.

The old man who sold cloth was as frightened as a sifting chaff, shaking all over, opening his mouth, unable to say a word, and not daring to move.

Although he didn't move, the two tolerances didn't let him go. The two lifted the plank, shook the sackcloth to the ground, and the five baht coins on the board all rolled to the ground.

The two of them went in and tied the old man with no effort.

Fan Jia was also scared and stupid just now, and it took a while before he came to his senses. He saluted the two tolerances and said, "Two tolerances, why is it that my friend is guilty of buying cloth?" What the hell is going on? Can you explain that? ”

The two tolerances looked at Fan Jia, a short tolerance, and pointed to the five-baht coin on the ground and said, "Don't you know that you can't use five-baht coins?" One dares to sell, the other dares to buy, and the courage is not small. Do you all turn a deaf ear to the transaction? Hmph, I don't know how powerful Wang Fa is. Today, I will let you see the power of trading, and go. ”

After speaking, he ignored Fan Jia. Packed up the five baht money on the ground, escorted two people, separated the surrounding crowd, and walked outside. (To be continued.) )