Before dark, Feng Ping packed up and went to the "Zhishang Spring" accompanied by Zhang Mazi.

The hour is still early, and it has not yet reached the moment for Chen Yonglin to come.

Chang Wei, the shopkeeper of Tangquan, sat on the rattan chair behind the door, and his fat body almost covered the entire chair.

Seeing Zhang Mazi coming, his eyes, which were originally squinted into a slit, slowly opened, and a smile bloomed on his face full of fat.

They are all businessmen, and what they pay attention to is to make money in harmony.

In addition, Zhang Mazi is clever, sleek, able to handle things, and willing to spend money, and has become familiar with Chang Wei in the past few days.

The shopkeeper of "Zhishang Spring" even gave one of his forbidden belly to the other party to spend a night of spring supper.

"Brother Zhang, it's a little early today."

Chang Wei slowly straightened up, but did not stand up.

"Accompany my young master today." Zhang Mazi turned sideways and highlighted Feng Ping.

Why can Chang Wei open such a big soup spring?

As soon as he said this, he immediately stood up from the rattan chair, came to Feng Ping in three or two steps, looked at him with a smile on his face, and said, "Brother Niu, I'm afraid I haven't been here for a while, right?" ”

Feng Ping nodded, "It's been seven days." ”

"Is it still a private soup this time? Or the yellow warbler? ”

Feng Ping shook his head with a smile and said, "Let my housekeeper enjoy it, I'll just chat with the shopkeeper here." ”

Chang Wei's expression was stunned at first, but the shrewdness of the businessman made him understand that this young master, who had spent almost a hundred taels of silver in a few days, was afraid that he was going to make a move!

He didn't believe that the other party was just paying for the housekeeper! This man must have a plan!

It's even big!

"Qiu Tao, you will send Brother Zhang to Huang Yingying."

Chang Wei's fat hand waved, and a slender woman immediately came.

"Guest officer, please come here."

Zhang Mazi glanced at Feng Ping, and after seeing the other party nodding, he followed through the lobby.

He easily entered the private soup that had been arranged.

As soon as Huang Yingying saw that it was him, she consciously wanted to untie her clothes, but this time, she was stopped by Zhang Mazi.

"This time I'm here to get down to business!"

Huang Yingying saw that the other party's face was serious, and the movements of her hands stopped, and she asked with a little apprehension in her heart, "Do you want to say it?" ”

"That's right! If Chen Dianguan comes again in the next two days, remember to blow the wind in his ears about my son-in-law, and everything will be according to what I taught you! ”

Zhang Mazi was also a little nervous, after all, Chen Yonglin was not only a household warden, but also a foundation building monk, and he couldn't afford to offend him at all with his identity.

"Well... Good... I understand. ”

Huang Yingying rubbed her two hands back and forth on her body to calm her nervous mood.

She glanced around, just thinking about not making a mistake and not saying the wrong thing.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out in front of her, holding two ingots of silver in her hand, and she looked up to see that Zhang Mazi had been stuffed into her dirty clothes.

"Put it away, the last thing my young master lacks is silver."

With the silver in her arms, Huang Yingying's nervousness dissipated a lot, she glared at Zhang Mazi beautifully, and said coquettishly: "Where are you going!" ”

"Hey, hey."

The arrangements are properly made, and Zhang Mazi doesn't dare to stay here for long, after all, Huang Yingying is the person who wants to serve Chen Yonglin, and if he takes advantage of it, he is afraid that something big will happen.

In the lobby, Chang Wei beckoned the servant to set up a rattan table in front of the rattan chair, and Feng Ping sat opposite him.

In front of each of them was a purple clay cup, and the cup was steaming.

"I don't know what kind of business Brother Niu's family is doing in the Plains?"

Chang Wei has been dry soup for many years, and it can be said that he has read countless people, and he has seen a lot of businessmen and eunuchs, so he said that monks also have occasional dealings.

But the boy in front of him, who looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old, makes people feel incomprehensible, and there is a maturity that does not match his age between his gestures.

"Originally, I was in the cloth business in Lai'an County."

"Lai'an County?" Chang Wei was shocked, in the past two days, he has heard rumors about Lai'an County, and heard that there are no living people there!

"Yes, with the supernatural powers of the shopkeeper, I must have heard about Lai'an County, and I also fled early, hey, if it wasn't for that bit of family property......" Feng Ping said this, his expression was sad in vain, he picked up the purple sand cup and drank the tea.

"Honoring them ......"

"Yes, I escaped first, and then spent some silver taels to hire a housekeeper to take care of my affairs in Shuntian Mansion, that is, the one just now."

"I see, Brother Niu's Day mourns."

"Hey."

Feng Ping sighed and stopped talking.

"Brother Niu spends this silver, this is ......"

"What else? It's just to meet Chen Dian, make a good impression, and do business in the future. ”

"Yes, yes, these days, there is no one above, it is difficult to start a business!"

Chang Wei is the most proficient in this way, and over the years, he has earned a lot of money by guarding the "Zhishang Spring", but most of it has been used to make points.

But to whom?

Naturally, he will not reveal.

As soon as the unitary time passed, the soup spring began to become a master.

Chang Weizi, the shopkeeper, could no longer sit and chat with Feng Ping, after all, they were all dignitaries of Shuntian Mansion, and he would definitely not be able to sit.

Zhang Mazi returned to Feng Ping's side early, and the two of them were sitting in the lobby at this time, drinking tea and chatting while waiting.

They were ready not to wait for Chen Yonglin today, however, Feng Ping's luck was good, the other party actually came!

With a signature smile on his face, Chang Wei bent down to usher the household warden into the lobby.

Of course, this time it was still Sun Shiliang from the pawnshop who came with him.

When Chen Yonglin passed by the lobby, he glanced at it and saw the young man in Chinese clothes during the day.

This person is conspicuously dressed, and there are few people in the lobby, so it's hard not to notice!

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze lingered on Feng Ping for a few breaths, and then let out a contemptuous snort and walked straight towards the backyard.

If it is a coincidence, then two times are naturally deliberate!

It's clear that this teenager has an idea!

But who wants to see him? Or can anyone talk about it if they want to?

But a mere mortal!

Feng Ping watched Chen Yonglin into the private soup in the backyard, and when the other party disappeared from his sight, he closed his eyes and waited quietly.

For him, Chen Yonglin appeared a little early!

Zhao's batch of goods just had an accident last night, and I don't know if it was liquidated to Zhao Laosan?

If not, then there are things he can't say.

Feng Ping's eyes were closed, and his mind was constantly adjusting the next words, he had to make sure that nothing was wrong!

Once he makes a mistake or falls into the trick, although he can kill Chen Yonglin at any time, he can't play bigger chess in the future!

He also pointed to those immortal gates, giving him a steady stream of goods and providing immortal cultivation resources!

……

Chen Yonglin walked leisurely all the way into the private soup that had been prepared for him.

The yellow warbler was already half-dressed, leaning against the pond water, waiting for his arrival.