Half a month passed, and on this morning, Huang Fugui got the news from Luo Xiucai that Guan Baoqi's son finally returned to Weiyang to deal with the family property, and he hurriedly rushed to the Guan Ji pawnshop in Baxian Bridge with Wujin.

Baxian Bridge is the name of the place, but also the name of a bridge, located in the east of the city, not far from the small school field where they do betting, because there is a legend that the eight immortals walked on the small bridge and get the name, the Baxian Bridge is one of the three major commercial prosperous areas of Weiyang City, the tributary of the Chu River Zitong River flows through, the north bank of the Zitong River is mainly residential, and the south bank of the river is densely populated, the flow of people is like weaving, as long as it is not too bad, more or less can make money.

The Guan Ji pawnshop to be transferred is located on the west side of the Baxian Bridge, and then to the west is the dead-end road, there are almost no pedestrians, and the pedestrians have directly crossed the bridge and walked, Wujin feels that the market here is not very good, but Huang Fugui insisted that it is not important to open the pawnshop market, the important thing is word of mouth, and the rent here is much cheaper, Wu Jin has no experience in pawnshops, so he will not say much.

The best market entrance is the Yang Ji Restaurant facing the bridge, the business is hot every day, you also need to book a seat half a day in advance to say hello, the west side of the restaurant is a Taoist temple, called Lao Jun Guan, Lao Jun Guan is Guan Ji pawnshop to the west, the pawnshop house is OK, just renovated a few years ago, covers an area of about four acres, very spacious.

It is said that it is because many guests who come to the pawnshop always go to the incense stick when they pass by Laojunguan, and as a result, many people have hope for life after the incense, so they no longer go to the pawnshop.

The old owner of the pawnshop died more than a month ago in his hometown Shucheng County, he only has an only son, according to the customs of his hometown, his father died, and the son must guard the tomb for three years, so Guan Baoqi's son had to transfer the pawnshop and prepare to guard the tomb for his father for three years.

Both sides are connoisseurs, usually the relationship is also good, one is willing to buy, one is willing to transfer, almost a hit, the two convenient to sit down to discuss the specific matters of the transfer of the pawnshop, the pawnshop only slightly walked around, the emperor Fugui is well in the chest, covering an area of about four acres, a large counter, there are more than 20 houses behind, most of them are empty, and there are two acres of vacant land in the backyard.

The pawnshop is a rented house, the rent is signed every three years, a total of three hundred taels of silver, surprisingly cheap, it is said that the feng shui here is not very good, and only a few dozen steps away from the Yang Ji Restaurant, its value is staggeringly high, covering an area of only two acres.

Huang Fugui didn't pay attention to why the rent was cheap, he paid attention to the inventory in the pawnshop, the expensive ones had jade antiques, and the cheap ones had winter clothes and furniture, all of which were dead pawns, and they were all bought out at a low price, ready to be sold at a high price.

Because the proprietor of Guan Ji pawnshop was anxious to go back to his father to keep filial piety, so he promised Huang Fu Gui, all the inventory in the price after the price will be discounted by seven, as for the counter tables, chairs and shelves and other furniture are all free of charge, which makes Huang Fu Gui completely tempted, to know that to add a set of pawnshop furniture shelves, at least a few hundred taels of silver, and the goods are discounted by seven, which is at least a concession of several thousand taels of silver, where to find this kind of cheapness.

Determining the price of these dead pawns is the key to negotiating the transfer price between the two parties, at this time, you can't be in a hurry, and you can't look at the accounts, because after a long time, the price of many things will change, and you need to take out all the goods, one by one for re-evaluation, Huang Fugui is an expert, and the two guys are also masters in this, Luo Xiucai is active on the side, and bargain with the landlord who rushed to hear the news, he plans to press the three-year rent to two hundred and fifty taels of silver.

Time passed little by little, the two sides negotiated a piece, registered one, Wu Jin stood aside with nothing to do, and he gradually understood a little bit of the doorway, which is actually the same as the mortgage of later generations, the pawn is actually the collateral, the mortgage to borrow money, and the interest is paid when the pawn is redeemed, very simple, if you give up the redemption, it is a dead pawn, and the ownership belongs to the pawnshop.

Wu Jin looked at it for a while, and then an old man came in from outside the door, holding a note and shouting: "Who is your name here?" ”

Everyone was stunned, no one agreed for a long time, the old man shouted twice, and Wu Jin suddenly reacted, isn't his nickname San Lang?

"I am!"

He hurriedly raised his hand and stepped forward to ask the old man, "What is the matter?" ”

"Just now, a young lady surnamed Su at the door asked me to send a note, it should be for you!"

Wu Jin's mind turned, could it be little Lori Yimei, he took the note and opened it, only to see a sentence written on it, "Da Laipi, give you another chance, today at noon, Lao Jun will see." ”

The words were written crookedly, it seemed to be in a hurry, Wu Jin suddenly remembered the note Su Yi gave him last time, he actually forgot it completely, he looked back at the hourglass, it was almost a quarter of noon, he smiled, and said to Huang Fugui, and walked slowly to the old Junguan next to him, a quarter of noon, that is, half past eleven in the morning.

Today's weather is very good, yesterday a rain washed the sky exceptionally clean, the blue sky is like a sapphire of excellent quality, a blue thousand miles, pure without a trace of impurities such as clouds, Weiyang County was also washed clean by the spring rain, Wu Jin walked for a long time, there was no dust on his calfskin boots.

The air is also exceptionally fresh, the warm wind, the blue sky, this is a leisurely and unenterprising late spring morning, but also made him think of two poems: 'The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, only regard Hangzhou as Bianzhou.' ’

Hehe! These two lines of poetry don't seem appropriate, but he is in a good mood.

Laojunguan covers a large area, more than 20 acres, just like an untimely old farmer, looking a little cowering in the bustling commercial market.

He walked into the dilapidated archway door of Laojunguan, and there were incense wax paper candles on the small table at the door, an incense, a candle, and five pieces of paper, which were placed one by one according to the number of copies, and the sign next to them was clearly written, 'Enter the door to take incense, incense money is a hundred texts, money is more respectful, and sincerity is spiritual', and he put the money into the carton next to him, quite a bit of vending machine feeling.

Wu Jin took out two silver horns from the cloth bag he carried, fifty wen and one dime, threw them into the cardboard box, and took out an incense candle from the table.

Laojunguan is already very dilapidated, what mountain gates, backyards, atriums, etc., all of them are gone, there is only a small temple covering an area of less than half an acre, standing alone in a large area of barren grass, surrounded by a large circle of dilapidated low walls.

This barren land is also the property of their landlord, it was originally the ancestral hall of the landlord's family, and then the family road was decayed, and the ancestral hall was also abandoned, and was changed to a Taoist temple by the landlord's grandfather, dedicated to Taishang Laojun, and now lives a Taoist priest who is on the list, and it is said that he is a little related to the landlord.

There are very few pilgrims in Laojunguan, only two elderly women are burning incense and praying for Laojun to bless their son with a fortune early, and the Taoist priest is about fifty years old, fat and black, with a fat face full of fat meat, wearing a Taoist robe, lying on a bamboo chair basking in the sun, and squinting and secretly looking at Wujin.

There is a large bronze incense burner in front of the small temple, which is engraved with the twelve zodiac signs such as the rat and the ugly ox, and each zodiac has a candlestick incense tray for the pilgrims to burn incense and pray, but the mouth above the incense burner is very large, guess from the two copper coins sandwiched on the side, it should be after lighting the incense, the pilgrims throw the copper coins into the incense burner, of course, the copper coins are easy to throw in, not the kind of luck to throw into the small mouth, otherwise how can the Taoist priest make a living?

Coincidentally, Wu Jin was twenty-nine years old in his previous life, a pig, seventeen years old in this life, or a pig, he found a bronze statue of a pig on the incense burner, lit the incense candle, put it on the incense plate under the bronze statue, and bowed two times with his palms together.

"It turns out that Brother San Lang is a big fat pig!" Suddenly, there was a crisp voice from the little Lori,

As soon as Wu Jin turned around, he saw that little Lori Yimei was tilting her head and looking at him with a smile, as if she had discovered his big secret.

Wu Jin saw that she combed a double ring fairy bun today, wearing a snow-white silk satin short dress, a small face was pink and delicate, a pair of big, round, and watery black eyes, full of innocent smiles, and a blue-bottomed satin bag on her arm.

Wu Jin liked it in his heart, so he asked her with a smile: "Why can't I be a pig?" ”

"I didn't say you can't be a pig! I just don't think so. ”

"How is that like?"

"Pigs should have fat heads and big ears, and round bodies, like, like ......"

Su Yi suddenly whispered in Wu Jin's ear: "Just like the Taoist priest next to him!" ”

Wu Jin laughed and tapped his finger on the tip of her nose, "Hmm! Then you should be a rat, skinny, small, and greedy. ”

"People aren't rats!"

Su Yi suddenly remembered that he had broken the appointment last time, and couldn't help but pout his ruddy little mouth and puff out angrily, "Human family dragon, do you know?" The dragon can swallow clouds and spit out fog, and can go to the sea and sky, but it is much stronger than you, a big fat pig, and you only know how to eat it in a day! ”

Speaking of eating, Wu Jin suddenly felt a little hungry, it was lunch time, and even the Taoist priest who was basking in the sun just now went to eat, so he smiled and said: "In this case, Brother Big Fat Pig invites you, a little dragon girl, to eat, it is the Yang Ji Restaurant next door, can you go?" ”

"Don't go!"

Sue stomped her foot and turned away, her eyes watering with tears, "You say!" Why didn't you come last time? ”

"Last time, Brother Saburo had a serious illness and almost lost his life, so he couldn't go."

Wu Jin didn't take Little Lori's date to heart at all, he casually found a more serious excuse, the little girl immediately forgot to be angry, turned around and blinked her eyes, and asked him with great concern: "That.... Is it better now? ”

"The illness is cured, but the person has lost a lot of weight and has become a lean pig, so I have to make up for my body and go to the restaurant to eat something good."

Wu Jin coaxed her further, "How about it, give Brother San Lang a face, let's go to dinner!" This is the first time I've invited someone to dinner! ”

"Really?"

When Su Yi heard that it was the first time for him to invite someone to dinner, he immediately smiled, and the unhappiness just now had already been left behind.

"Okay! Let's go. ”

She pulled Wu Jin and left, but Wu Jin remembered one thing, smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I'll try my luck again." ”

He took out a dozen copper coins from the bag and was about to throw them into the copper furnace, Su Yi liked this the most, she hurriedly grabbed Wu Jin's arm, "Let me come!" I'm in luck. ”

Wu Jin gave her a handful of copper coins, and Su Yi aimed at the furnace and threw it lightly, only to hear 'Bang la la! There was a crisp crashing sound, and Su Yi clapped his hands with joy, "I heard the sound of good luck, Brother San Lang must have good luck this year." ”

"Huh! To borrow your kind words, let's eat first. ”

Su Yi smiled, took Wu Jin's hand, and jumped out with him......

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