Dengzhou Penglai Pavilion.

The command center of this Dengzhou Water City is full of elites from all walks of life in Dengzhou at the moment, and a grand banquet is in full swing.

The largest number of people were the merchants of Dengzhou, but all those who had a little bit of face arrived, and they sat at the outermost table; Further inside, there are the squires of Dengzhou and its nearby counties, among which there are many middle- and low-grade officials who once rose and fell in the sea but now retreat to the countryside.

A table in the center is placed in front of the best window overlooking the sea. Sitting at the table, in addition to the Dengzhou Military Preparation Road, the Dengzhou Prefect, and the Deputy Military Envoy, who are about to tremble when they stomp their feet in Dengzhou City, the rest of them are also the leading figures in Dengzhou and even Shandong: the largest grain merchant in Dengzhou, and at the same time the imperial merchant who directly supplies the inner court. Feng Lao of Huang County, an old man over seventy years old, only retired from the position of the left waiter of the household department in Nanjing this year; Of course, the generals of Denglai Town are also impressively listed, but only the chief soldier of Denglai can sit at the central table, and the others, including the water camp guerrilla from Ning Yuan, are all sitting at the table in the second circle.

Among the white-haired dignitaries on the table, the youngest young man who seemed to be ignorant of the world looked awkward, but he still sat on the main seat, talking in a low voice with the prefect and the soldier around him, and raising his glass from time to time to drink, without the slightest sense of disobedience.

Sure enough, that's right, my brother-in-law is really a person who does big things! Ding Yimo, who was sitting directly opposite Chu Fan, felt a lot in his heart.

A little Xiucai who has never run to the sea, in less than half a year, a few thousand taels of silver turned into tens of thousands of taels, this unthinkable myth has spread all over Dengzhou like the wind in the past two days, but anyone who has a little family background is not only curious about what this fairy grass cigarette is, but also wants to be able to make a fortune with Chu Fan.

As a result, there is today's big battle, which was made by Chu Fan after interviewing with the Cai Governor and Dengzhou Bingbeidao, since it is open to do business, simply invite all the people who are interested in Dengzhou to buy shares.

As soon as the banquet began, Chu Fan made a bold statement, no matter how much the share capital is, at most two years will be able to return to the capital, and after two years, everyone will only pay dividends, if the profit cannot be reached, Chu Fan is willing to pay out of his own pocket to paste it.

At this time, everyone's eyes were even redder, and the share capital that they enthusiastically subscribed for had reached 274,000 taels in a short time, which made Ding Yimo worry about Chu Fan - according to this calculation, Chu Fan's annual dividend alone would be nearly 140,000 taels, could he earn it back?

He was worried that he would have to help Chu Fan support this meeting, and the atmosphere of the banquet gradually reached a climax - the red men who were called from the best Qinglou in Dengzhou had finished playing and singing, and they began to toast at each table at this moment.

The scene suddenly became unbearable, and those self-proclaimed saint disciples who were poetic and drunken would not let go when they grabbed the red man, and had to drink a leather cup from mouth to mouth; Those generals are even more excessive, and they don't let go of the red people, and they have to pour wine into them.

That Cai Zhifu didn't know if he was too old or had something on his mind, but he didn't provoke these red people, but pestered Chu Fan and asked about the details of the fairy grass cigarettes, "Yixian, I saw that you were recruiting those Liao people in Shahe recently, but to make this fairy grass cigarettes?" ”

"Don't dare to deceive your old parents...... It was the workers recruited for fairy grass cigarettes. Chu Fan replied with a slight bow.

"Hmm...... Since the manpower has already been recruited, is it good to choose this place? The old man asked in a babbling voice.

Chu Fan chuckled in his heart.

He reacted immediately, he must not tell this Cai Zhifu that he is going to open a cigarette factory on Niudao, which is far away in the sky - isn't that rushing to make people suspect that he wants to collect the money and escape?

So, how do you answer this new shareholder?

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"Bang!"

In the inner hall of the Yamen of the Jinan Inspectorate, a precious Song Dynasty Jun kiln teacup was smashed on the blue brick ground and was immediately broken into fine pieces.

Wang Ting's face was so angry that his loose triangular eyes flashed with a cruel gaze, "This little thief is as bold as a thief!" ”

The Deng bookkeeper hurriedly echoed, "Lord Zhentai, this thief is exactly what he said, and the student will not be framed at all. ”

"Humph!" Wang Tingqian snorted coldly and said, "He is looking at me Wang and leaving Dengzhou, and he can't cure him, right?" ”

"Based on the students' speculation, I'm afraid the thief is more than that." Deng Jifang seemed to be afraid that Wang Ting's test was not big enough, so he continued to add firewood and pour oil.

"Oh?" Wang Tingqian rolled his eyelids and stared at Deng Shufang and asked, "Could it be that he has other actions?" ”

"Exactly! In the past two days, the students have heard some rumors on the road, saying that this thief is taking advantage of the military equipment and the prefect in Dengzhou to send out invitations, saying that his East India Company is raising shares from the society, one thousand taels of silver per share, and anyone who wants to buy it can buy it...... It is a sensation in the Denglai area. Deng told his hearsay rumors.

"No wonder he would say this to you," Wang Tingqian squinted and nodded, "The money actually got the old man's head...... He didn't want to think about it, if it wasn't for the old man raising his noble hand, he would still want to go to the Japanese country to earn silver? …… He died early in the Dengzhou prison! This little thief! ”

"My lord, please calm your anger," the Deng bookkeeper persuaded and continued, "When the student came back, he passed by the Shahe bridge and saw that the thief was recruiting Liao people with great fanfare, and it seemed that it was for this fairy grass to roll cigarettes...... I heard that it will be sent to some island. ”

Wang Tingqian didn't speak again this time, he rubbed his beard and became engrossed, and it took a long time before he muttered to himself, "Recruiting? Hum! …… Even if Wang leaves Dengzhou, it's not something you can afford to provoke! ”

After saying that, he waved away from the Deng account room, returned to the study, spread out the paper, and wrote a letter to the Dengzhou Tongju - this general sentence was fed by him with silver, so he wrote very bluntly in the letter, clearly telling the general judge that no matter what means are used, he must find a way to make Chu Fan's fairy grass cigarettes yellow.

After writing the letter and sending someone to send it out, he called the criminal master who had been following him and asked, "Has the money promised to the squatting tiger last time been settled?" ”

The torture master shook his head and said, "It's not over yet...... Money is a little tight in the house these days, and the students were going to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Wang Tingqian, who waved his hand impatiently and said, "Finish it now!" Let him do one more thing for me when I'm done! ”

The criminal master was stunned for a moment, and reminded Wang Ting to try, "My lord, after the squatting mountain tiger finished that vote last time, he repeatedly emphasized that the silver is a small matter, and Zhao'an is what he wants the most, you see......"

Wang Ting replied without thinking about it, "You tell him that this is the last vote, and if you do it, I will make him squatting and have a bright future!" ”

"Done!" Seeing Wang Ting's attitude, the criminal master didn't hesitate anymore, "Then who are you going to clean up this time?" ”

Wang Tingqian's eyes flashed fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and burst out a few words.

"Dengzhou! Chu Fan! ”

[The third bullet on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the crab bows and wishes you a happy New Year, all wishes come true :)]