Chapter Twenty-Three: Silver!

Xu Yuanzuo has watched "Dream of Red Mansions" and naturally knows that no matter what project a big family has, it is assigned to the clan relatives and stewards below to do, and this kind of task only has a budget, not a reward.

Where do the clerks get paid? Of course, try to use your budget as much as you can, and then get a rebate. This is not only not an unspoken rule, but can even be said to be a table rule, and even the rebate will be included when the owner sets his own budget.

"Don't worry." Xu Yuanzuo said: "I can't handle a lot of money right now, and it's not enough to take advantage of that bit and lose the trust of the owner." ”

Niu Dali also looked at Xu Yuanzuo differently, and said, "I don't want you to know how to put a long line to catch big fish." ”

Xu Yuanzuo smiled and said secretly in his heart: You can't understand how much benefit "loyalty" and "integrity" can bring!

As a person cultivated by a modern business tycoon, those conspiracies and ghosts have long been familiar. If you just stop there, then this person will end up being a nasty little trick. Only by understanding the greatness of those positive feelings can you break out of the sky in the shopping mall.

Therefore, Xu Yuanzuo not only did not plan to be greedy for ink now, but also did not think about greedy for ink in the future. It's a pity that such a noble sentiment will only attract Niu Dali's incomprehension and even inferiority.

Niu Dali took Xu Yuanzuo to turn two streets, and a small river appeared in front of him. The shops on both sides of the river are obviously much larger than the shops on the street just now, and they all have two or three backyards. Many shops have the word "pouring silver" written on the door curtain, Xu Yuanzuo only then knew that the scientific name of this kind of shop is called the silver shop, but it does not seem to cause misunderstanding when it is said that the silver shop.

"Second uncle, business is here." As soon as he entered the door, Niu Dali shouted loudly.

Xu Yuanzuo followed behind him, really wanting to kick his ass.

The shop is divided into two parts, front and back, by a counter. There is also a coffee table in front of the chair, which is for guests to rest. The back is naturally the man's work area, and it leads directly to the back of the warehouse and wing. Maybe the shopkeeper is here.

Shopkeeper An raised his head, tilted his head slightly, bypassed Niu Dali, and his face was expressionless: "Want to tilt?" Want to pin? ”

Xu Yuanzuo hurriedly came out sideways and said, "I want to sell these two big ingots into five taels and one ingot." ”

Shopkeeper An asked Xu Yuanzuo to put the silver on the counter, and checked it, his face showing a different color.

Xu Yuanzuo suddenly felt that something was wrong, his eyes were fixed on the silver in the hand of the shopkeeper An, and he even remembered the location of the hole on it in his mind, for fear that he would drop the bag.

Shopkeeper An put the silver ingot under his nose and sniffed it again, and even licked it without disgust, threw it on the countertop, and said coldly: "Fake." ”

Xu Yuanzuo hurriedly picked up the ingot of silver, carefully checked the holes in his memory, and sure enough, there was no drop.

It was precisely because there was no bag drop, so Xu Yuanzuo's heart was even heavier. Because these two ingots of silver were taken from Xu Cheng's hands, and he definitely did not exchange them, then the root of the problem appeared on Xu Cheng.

He first ruled out the possibility of Xu Cheng cheating him.

In this era, it is not easy to find a reliable person, and each other has to be wary, so the middle person is the key. Lu Fuzi is also highly respected in Zhuli, and Xu Cheng has also seen the world, how could he trap him for thirty taels of silver? What's more, Lu Fuzi knew that the Xu family was poor, even if he wanted to join forces with Xu Cheng, he would not look for him.

Then there is only one possibility, Xu Cheng was also deceived.

The flood of counterfeit silver in the Ming Dynasty is something that cannot be avoided in the history books.

During the Jingtai period, the silver that the court rewarded was mixed with three taels of fake silver, and as a result, the Mongols did not know the general situation and made a fuss, which made the Ming court very embarrassed. In the Jiajing period, the domestic chemical and alchemy industries were developed, and the concentrated sulfuric acid was all out, and it was not a cutting-edge technology to get some fake silver filled with lead and copper.

Xu Yuanzuo didn't care who deceived Xu Cheng, the key was that this errand would be smashed in his own hands, which was really unacceptable.

"Shopkeeper An," Xu Yuanzuo asked aloud, "How can you tell that this is counterfeit silver?" ”

"Look with your eyes." Shopkeeper Ann didn't have a good airway.

This time, even Niu Dali was suspicious.

Running to someone's shop with two ingots of fake silver to exchange huàn is indeed suspected of fraud!

Xu Yuanzuo had no choice but to sacrifice his "stupid, stupid, stupid" talent again, and said with sincerity: "Shopkeeper An, this is the first errand of the little nephew." You are old-eyed, and what you say is fake must be false, but how can the little nephew go back and explain to the owner? ”

The shopkeeper An's color was a little dark, but he still looked rigid, pulled a counter guy next to him, and said, "You came to sue him, why do you say that this is fake silver." ”

The fellow, as if he had received a great grace, trembled and took the big ingot, put it under his nose, sniffed it, and licked it again, and looked at it so that he could wait to sprinkle some more salt and take a bite.

"Master, this is mixed with copper boiled with silver medicine." The apprentice respectfully said to the shopkeeper An: "Because it has a salty smell, it smells coppery." ”

"You know it's counterfeit silver." Shopkeeper An angrily taught his apprentice: "I told you, let's look at the color first!" This color is ninety-seven silver, with fine lines, and the first thing that happens when you encounter such a good silver is to suspect that the medicinal copper is adulterated. ”

The apprentice bowed again and again: "What the master taught." Thank you Master for your advice. ”

Shopkeeper An glanced at Xu Yuanzuo, who was wooden, and said to his apprentice: "Who made the fake, do you know?" ”

"There is a salty taste in this medicine, it is not Suzhou Guan's, or Jiashan Hu's medicine." The apprentice said.

Shopkeeper An picked up a wooden strip of silver on the cabinet and slapped it on the apprentice's face, leaving a blood mark on it.

Xu Yuanzuo was dumbfounded: This is already standing in the cabinet, and he still has to suffer such abuse!

"You don't grow up! I can't remember how many times I've taught it! If you let you mix up the teacher like this, wouldn't you want to erode the old roots of the owner! Throw the face of the teacher on the road and let people step on it! Shopkeeper Ann scolded.

The apprentice hurriedly knelt down: "Master, don't be angry, don't be angry." ”

The anger of the shopkeeper came and went quickly, and seeing that the apprentice was still filial, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "When was this silver minted?" ”

Xu Yuanzuo was about to answer that he didn't know, but the apprentice had already said, "It was cast three years ago." ”

Xu Yuanzuo was taken aback: What is the scientific principle of this Nima? Isn't the oxidation process of silver supposed to be related to the preservation environment?

"It's the silver cast in the inner treasury of the capital division three years ago!" The shopkeeper announces the answer, and said: "Baoding Chen's common sense medicine, sweet at first smell, salty over time!" ”

The apprentice was immediately grateful, and hurriedly kowtowed, "Thank you Master for your advice." ”

Xu Yuanzuo gently raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help asking, "How did Shopkeeper An see this?" ”

"The style, the handiwork, and the amount of medicine are different every year." Shopkeeper An is like gold to the outside world, and this is what Xu Yuanzuo only heard when he was stained with the light of the beaten apprentice.

Xu Yuanzuo often sighed and said, "The matter of silver is really broad and profound. He paused, and then said, "Shopkeeper An, according to you, how much real silver can be in this?" ”

"This kind of big ingot," Shopkeeper An skimmed his hand, "according to the rules, it must be ninety percent true." ”

"Then it's only thirteen taels and five dollars." Xu Yuanzuo calculated in his heart and sighed secretly: Sure enough, the windfall comes and goes quickly, so I have to paste it myself.

"Shopkeeper An," Xu Yuanzuo took out his first pot of gold, "Please melt this ingot of silver into it, or make it into six five ingots." ”

Shopkeeper An didn't move, just looked at Xu Yuanzuo directly. Not only was the shopkeeper like a demon, but even the other guys on the shop also looked at Xu Yuanzuo like a stranger.

Xu Yuanzuo looked back at Shopkeeper An a little confused.