The only pawn shop in Baidi City is opened here by a merchant from out of town, in the center of Baidi City, only a few steps away from Wanxiang Building, when encountering valuable objects to sell, they will also charter a place in Wanxiang Building to invite some dignitaries to shout prices. There is naturally no need for a shop in the eastern suburbs, and it is already a big cost to send posts to a few small merchants in the city who are eager to shop.

It's just that this shop has the word 'horse' in the end, and after posting, it has attracted a lot of attention, and some people in the streets of the market have seized this opportunity to start chewing the root of their tongues. Some people say that they can't imagine that this Ma family has been dragged like this by the Xia family, and some people say that the current owner is only afraid that he will follow the back path of his predecessor again and be seriously injured once, and some people say that this Ma family is afraid that it will really not work.

Maybe it's because the Ma family has been busy and dizzy these days, or maybe it's because the self-righteous insider can't bear to ask for verification, but these things happen to have never reached the ears of the real parties, so they will only know about it after being teased the day before the bidding.

In the morning, the bright sun was already shining on the earth, but the pawnshop was still dark, and under the dim light, the men in the pawnshop were counting the posts submitted by the merchants who bought the shops. A guy was reading those posts, and at the end he added his own thoughts, "The Qian family in the south of the city paid five hundred taels, which is really a search, and this shop and the contract are more than five hundred taels." The other guy didn't look at him, but just lowered his head and wrote on the paper, 'Chengnan Qian family, five hundred taels', a line of words that are very delicate.

"The Sun family in the west of the city, seven hundred taels, this is a ruthless one, the shop is not worth the price, a shop in the eastern suburbs, it is worth four hundred taels if it is dead, plus this contract, six hundred is the limit." After that, I went to read the next chapter. At this time, another guy who was sitting idly on the side said, "People are drunkards, and they don't mean to drink." The guy who read the post suddenly became interested, and hurriedly approached and asked, "Then what is he trying to do?" ”

The guy who was sitting idly looked mysterious, and whispered to Nian Tie, "Yesterday, there was news in the market that the Ma family wanted to buy this shop back, and this is here to fight in the ring." ”

The guy who read the post glanced at the post meaningfully, and exchanged glances with this like-minded person, "This is an interesting thing, and it also saves the shopkeeper to provoke." ”

"The eastern suburbs of Bihua Pavilion Wang Dongjia, six hundred and thirty taels, finally finished reading, give me a cup of tea, I'm thirsty." The guy who wrote gave a blank look at the chattering partner, and finally opened his mouth and said, "If you don't talk so much nonsense, you can go and finish breakfast now." The guy didn't care, and after taking a sip of the cold tea, he grinned and said, "I don't want to have fun for the two of us, I'm bored all day long like you, I can't do it anymore." ”

Moo, the door of the pawn shop opened with a muffled sound like an old cow, and the sunlight outside suddenly shone in, stabbing the eyes of the guys inside, no matter how many years they have been on the cabinet, this scene of opening the door can always give the guys the feeling of getting out of the cage.

"Shopkeeper Wu, don't come unharmed." As soon as the door opened, a short and fat man walked in with a shy belly, and his face was full of flesh and squeezed out a smile. The shopkeeper Wu behind the counter was still looking down at the post he had just copied, and when he heard someone coming in, he hurriedly greeted him, "Sun Dongjia, it seems that you are bound to win this shop today." The shopkeeper Wu was originally taller than the short and fat man, but he leaned over in front of the short and fat man.

"It's just a shop in the eastern suburbs, a trivial matter." The stocky man waved his hand as he paced to the cubicle and found a stool to sit down. The guy in the back came over and served tea, and then retreated to the back of the counter, and forced a smile as he went, as if the man had come in with a funny look.

As soon as Sun Dongjia sat down, Wang Dongjia, who handed over the post at the last moment, also came slowly in a carriage, compared to Sun Dongjia's high-profile, this Wang Dongjia was very low-key, and he didn't say hello, and went straight to the compartment to wait. After a while, most of the people who handed over the post had arrived, and there were even a few more people who watched the excitement, so that the guys on the side were a little unhappy, but they had to serve tea diligently.

The shopkeeper Wu on the counter saw that everyone had arrived, so he called the guy who had just read the post to greet him. The guy who read the post took the copied post to the cubicle, "Ladies and gentlemen, the villain is Wu Hui, the guy of the store, and I will deal with the proprietor today, and the bids of the lords this morning are all here." As he spoke, he waved the rice paper in his hand and continued, "All the proprietors came to this field today, presumably they already have some understanding of this shop, and I will not repeat it. ”

This guy really has a good voice, and as soon as he speaks, he makes people feel like a spring breeze, and he is born to be a material for shouting and trading. However, buying and selling is buying and selling, and the most important thing is the word 'profit', and someone below immediately asked, "Is this shop selling alone, or is it adding tea in the shop?" ”

Wu Hui cleared his throat and leaned over and replied, "When the seller of this shop pawned us, he said that it was all there, and there was the handprint of the original owner of the shop here. As he spoke, he took a piece of paper full of handprints and showed it to the proprietors present, and the people below exclaimed, after all, it was one or two or five catties of Majia tea, even if there was only fifty catties of stock in this eastern suburbs, it was seventy-five taels of silver more than other shops, and only Wang San on the side frowned and wrinkled.

Someone else asked, "Can the shop continue to get the Ma family's tea according to the nine copper coins?" As soon as these words came out, the people around the seats suddenly turned upside down, saying that it was impossible, whimsical, and so on. Wu Hui saw that the owners were interested, so he picked up the contract just now and said, "Well, everyone, please take a look at the last item on this piece of paper, everything in the shop." After saying that, he glanced around again, and the appetite of the buyers present was completely aroused, so he added meaningfully, "Everything in the shop naturally also represents this business relationship." Ladies and gentlemen, I won't say much about the rest, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, there are no other problems, and I will announce a reserve price here. ”

Pawn shop business has always been like this, after hanging the appetite, it is necessary to announce the reserve price, but this reserve price is actually the highest price in the post, no matter how good the guy can say about this deal, whether the thing is worth it or not, the buyers present know it at a glance, so the reserve price is often not higher, unless you meet a few nobles on the bar, you will add another one, but there is no such nobleman among the merchants who can see this shop in the eastern suburbs.

"Seven hundred taels of silver, Sun Dongjia bids." Wu Hui roared out with all his might, and the buyers present exclaimed, shook their heads one after another, and suddenly lost their previous enthusiasm.

Before Wu Hui could shout for the price increase as usual, Wang San, who had been silent on the side, raised his hand, "Seven hundred and thirty taels." The short and fat man who had already gotten up and was still seated was shocked when he heard this price, and raised his hand with a trembling hand with a red face, "Seven hundred and fifty taels!" "The people who are going to leave don't leave, and the people who are about to go out also stop, watching how the scene ends.

"Eight hundred taels!"

The short and fat man listened to the quotation that followed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and for a moment, his flushed face became very angry, and with a 'hum', he got up and brushed his sleeves away.

"This is a loss of face, I can't afford to increase the price, look at the smugness he was just quoting, and he was slapped on the face." After the tall thin man on the side saw Sun Dongjia brushing his sleeves away, he said to another person sitting in the same seat, and slapped his face as he spoke, more like he had really been slapped on the face.

Wu Hui on the side was a little disappointed on his face, he left in the first round of the price, and he was still looking forward to a fight with a little more price, but he was a papier-mâché tiger who was scared away by one hundred taels. However, whose money did not fall from the sky, it was normal people who were distressed, but the Wang Dong family of Bihua Pavilion was an accident, which was a bit in line with the rumors just now that he came to buy the Ma family.

A few more voices roared down, and there was really no merchant who raised the price later, and the shop returned to the Wang Dongjia who suddenly came out.