"Don't bother with your face, just say anything!"

When he arrived at the guest room, he didn't sense the aura of the surveillance presence, Jia Cong said with a chuckle.

Along the way, Chain Er frowned and looked preoccupied, obviously frightened by his actions in the study.

"Third brother, uncle's study, is it really 'the wall has ears'?"

Looking left and right, even if there was no one else in the room, Chain Er still looked cautious, and confirmed in a low voice: "Don't scare my brother!" ”

"What am I scaring the second brother of the chain for?"

Sitting on the chair, Jia Cong sneered: "If Wang'er under Second Brother Chain controls 30% of the production of the industry in your hands, will Second Brother Chain send someone to closely monitor it?" ”

"That's for sure, if you don't send someone to monitor it, what if that kid embezzles my brother's money?"

Chain Er subconsciously spoke, and as soon as the words fell, he showed a thoughtful attitude.

"Isn't that the end of it!"

Jia Cong spread his hands and said leisurely: "Yangzhou Salt Administration is related to Daqing's annual treasury income of 30% to 40%, and today it is possible to send someone to stare at my uncle's salt patrol imperial history?" ”

Chain Er was speechless for a while, but a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"That ......"

He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, just do what you want!"

Jia Cong chuckled and said, "As long as our brothers don't do anything obvious and spy on our uncle's existence, they won't pay attention to us at all!" ”

Chain Er sighed, and that was the only way to do it.

As for how Jia Cong knew that 'the wall has ears', he didn't have the heart to understand, or didn't dare to ask easily.

In the next few days, Lin Ruhai was busy entertaining the minister and the investigation team, and even when he came back at night, he had to guard against 'having ears on the wall', and he did not contact Jia Cong alone.

Jia Cong was not in a hurry, and took the Xue family and his thugs to swagger in Yangzhou City, putting on a swaggering style, which attracted a wave of discussions.

Only in the prosperous place of Yangzhou can you personally experience the local tyrant style of salt merchants, which is simply not to take silver as money to spend.

A banquet is hundreds of taels, not including the small drama or Oiran invited to help the fun;

In the theater garden, a lot of money was thrown, and sometimes Doufu threw out a thousand taels of silver tickets without blinking;

In the green building, he was jealous, and the silver for the famous prostitutes he liked was like flowing water;

Famous calligraphy and painting on the market, rare treasures and no money to move home:

……

In short, in just a few days, Jia Cong has opened his eyes and seen the local tyrants of the salt merchants in Daqing and Yangzhou, and everyone is red-eyed.

I don't know if these children of the salt merchant family who spend a lot of money don't understand, but there are ministers and investigation teams sent by the imperial court stationed in Yangzhou at present?

If they were to write down all of their local tyrants, and then send them to today's desk, how much of a stir would it cause?

Or do the local tyrants not care about the disclosure of their family assets at all, or are they exposed to today's extreme shortage of silver?

So, the brain is a good thing!

Of course, Jia Cong wanders around the prosperous place of Yangzhou, although he doesn't have much money, he can't stand his big style.

With thirty big-shouldered and round-waisted, fierce and vicious thugs of the Xue family around him all the time, it is difficult not to attract attention.

Then, someone with a heart quickly found out Jia Cong's identity.

The son-in-law from Rongguo Mansion in the capital is nothing, but the nephew of Yangzhou Salt Patrol Imperial History is worth paying attention to.

It can be said that the number one official boss of Yangzhou City is the Imperial History of Salt Patrol.

The most important thing is that the salt merchants of the local tyrants can not care about the prefect of Yangzhou, or even the governor of Su Province, but they will never dare to provoke the imperial history of Yangzhou to patrol salt.

The salt profits they rely on for survival are in the hands of the imperial history of salt patrols, and it is difficult not to pay attention to them.

As a result, there were suddenly many local tyrants in Yangzhou around Jia Cong.

Their method is very simple and rude, that is, they want to use the silver to smash Jia Cong, the 'turtle' from the capital.

If the silver is not enough, the beauty will make it!

For a while, the posts of the banquet for Jia Cong were palm-thick, all of them were the sons and daughters of a certain salt merchant, or the children of officials under the imperial history of the salt patrol.

Adhering to the spirit of revolutionary optimism of eating the sugar coating and throwing the cannonballs back, Jia Cong did not pretend to be cold, and happily participated in several banquets.

Luxury, atmosphere, classy!

This is his direct perception of the feast, and then there is the variety of delicacies, whether they fly in the sky or run on the ground, or swim in the water, as long as they can be obtained, they can basically be seen at the luxurious table.

Jia Cong did not refuse to come unceremoniously, and one person alone could solve the amount of food for ten people, and a large table of delicacies was only enough for him to eat eight points full.

That's it, the son-in-law who invited him to the banquet was stunned, and he couldn't speak for a long time, just watching Jia Cong in the wind.

By the time they reacted, Jia Cong had already eaten almost enough, and the same colorful wine really couldn't be drunk, so they had to give up.

After a few banquets, the name of 'Big Rice Bucket' Jia Cong once again resounded in Yangzhou, and became the laughing stock of Yangzhou's elite circle for a while.

In other words, Lin Ruhai's temperament is really good, and Jia Cong's behavior is honest, which has a lot of signs of smearing his face.

But not only did he not get angry, but he deliberately comforted him after going down, asking him not to take the rumors outside to heart, and to do whatever he wanted.

It's Jia Lian's guy, who complains in private, saying that Jia Cong's nickname has been registered with the minister and the investigation team, so can't he keep a low profile?

"Low-key fart!"

Facing Chain 2, Jia Cong was not polite at all, and said with a smile: "You are a mere six-grade master, why do you care so much about these?" ”

In a word, the second chain was so angry that he had no choice but to retreat.

Seeing that Jia Cong's popularity was really unsightly, he invited his wealthy son of Yangzhou to change his routine and plan to play beauty.

When the incense wind entered his arms, Jia Cong was indifferent at all.

Whether it is the so-called 'Yangzhou Thin Horse', or the top brand of a certain building, or the Oiran anywhere, it is difficult to cause Jia Cong's mood to fluctuate in the slightest.

The beauties who were invited with a lot of money are useless at all, Jia Cong is like a wooden man, indifferent to their ten thousand styles, let alone any pillow wind, don't even think about such a good thing.

What's going on?

Could it be that the son from the capital doesn't like beauty and beautiful south wind?

Seeing Jia Cong's strange performance, the Yangzhou powerful sons and brothers who wanted to pull him into the water were dumbfounded, but they immediately changed their minds and invited people from the famous Nanfeng Pavilion in Jiangnan to come and help.

Then, these girly guys were difficult to get close to even Jia Cong's side, and they were directly stopped by the big-waisted, round-waisted, ferocious thugs of the Xue family.