The so-called buying and selling, these two words have been clearly expressed enough, it is nothing more than exchanging money for what you need, and there are also barterers. Credit does exist, but there is absolutely no way to make it into a mainstream business.

Although Jinling City can't be compared with those prosperous metropolises in later generations, it is also the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

Everything that appears in this world is meaningful, such as this stall, Zhang Lu doesn't believe that the boss is deliberately losing money, there must be something greasy in it, or the stall owner in front of him is a charlatan?

Zhang Yan became interested and asked, "What kind of credit?" ”

The stall owner finally put down the book in his hand and explained: "The things on the stall can be chosen by the guests at will, and I will not take a penny, but only make a prediction, and when my prediction comes true in the future, the guests will be offered three times the price." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Lu's mouth turned up, and he scolded with a smile: "Profiteer! You're a profiteer! ”

Seeing Zhang Lu say this, there were many people around him who watched the excitement.

The stall owner smiled slightly and asked, "I don't steal or rob my business with a knife on credit, how can the little brother say that I am a profiteer?" ”

Zhang Zhen said: "You have a good calculation, I want to give you something on credit, and then you predict that I will go to the toilet tomorrow, then I will definitely not be able to hold back tomorrow, you can still say a lot of similar prophecy, this time the price of your goods can be tripled, do you say you are a profiteer?" ”

Hearing Zhang Lu say this, the people around who were watching the excitement nodded one after another, all of them reprimanded the stall owner as a profiteer.

The stall owner was not angry, but still smiled and said, "If I am like this, won't the government arrest me earlier?" This is not my prediction. Why don't you try it, little brother? If you are not satisfied, you can report to the official and arrest me. ”

With a character like Zhang Yuan, of course he couldn't see a profiteer come out to harm the people, he took out the Jinyiwei waist card from his bosom and shook it, and said: "It's not necessary to report to the official, I'll try it today, if you are really a profiteer, and really harm the people's money, then from now on, you will go to Jinyiwei Zhenfusi Prison to spend it!" ”

Scissors and kitchen knives are inconvenient to put on the body, but Zhang Lu grabbed a small ornament on the stall and said, "That's it." ”

The stall owner nodded and said with a smile: "The little brother chooses the goods for one tael, and if I predict the fulfillment, the little brother should be rewarded with three taels." ”

The next moment, the stall owner's face became grim, he carefully looked at Zhang Yuan's face, and then continued: "Within a month, the little brother will have a bloody disaster, if there is no one to help, I am afraid that my life will be in danger. ”

Zhang Yu was stunned, he didn't expect the stall owner to have such a prediction, could it be that the other party would fail to tell fortunes? For a long time, Zhang Lu didn't believe much in astrological divination and fortune-telling, after all, these are too ethereal, how can we, a person of later generations, believe these?

Zhang Yuhu looked at the stall owner suspiciously and said, "You wouldn't have said that on purpose to escape from prison, right?" If you're really sure, you're probably going to lose money. ”

The stall owner shook his head and said, "Let's wait and see, of course, people die and the accounts are eliminated, if the little brother really loses his life within this month, then my business will really be regarded as a loss." ”

Zhang Zhen's pupils contracted slightly, and he was thinking about what the stall owner's words meant, from the words of this stall owner, Zhang Zhen really had a bad premonition, and then thought of the previous assassination, could it be that this stall owner had something to do with the assassin? Or was the stall owner the Assassin himself? Although he thought this in his heart, Zhang Zhen did not dare to show it, because Zhang Zhen was very sure that the assassin's martial arts last time were definitely above him.

If you startle the snake at this moment, you will say that you have to use it within a month, and you can directly lose your life today! It's better to get out quickly, and let people stare at this stall owner back to Jinyiwei.

Zhang Yu remained silent, nodded, and said, "I still have a question." ”

The stall owner said, "Little brother, please speak." ”

Zhang Lu opened his mouth and asked, "If what you said is really fulfilled, then how can you find me?" How do you ask me for money? ”

The stall owner said: "We have our own methods, as long as it is fulfilled, we will go to collect the money." ”

Zhang Lu nodded, "Okay, then we'll decide." ”

Zhang Lu just wanted to leave, but a person next to him said timidly: "Please stay." ”

Zhang Lu asked, "Do you have something?" ”

The people nodded and said, "I look at the kitchen knife on the stall and want to give it on credit, but I'm afraid of being deceived, after all, the stall owner really said that I will go to the toilet tomorrow, and I can't hold it back." I just want to ask you to help witness it, and if this stall owner deliberately cheats people, I also want you to give us ordinary people to call the shots. ”

Of course, Zhang Lu is willing to do good things, and judging from Zhang Chen's heart, this so-called knife man stall owner is either an assassin or a charlatan, and he is still happy to let this kind of person lose all his money.

Zhang Yan nodded, and said to the surrounding people: "Today I am in charge of everyone, everyone chooses to take credit, what kind of tricks does this stall dare to play, I will definitely let him enter the Jinyi Guard prison." ”

After getting Zhang Yuan's promise, the surrounding people went crazy one by one, and they all gave things on credit here, as if these things were given away for free.

The stall owner also smiled slightly and began to make some prophecies for these people.

Squint your eyes, you just laugh, there are times when you cry.

The booth of the knife man was quickly swept away, and the stall owner gave a prophecy one by one. Zhang Zhen naturally didn't plan to stay longer, but the stall owner called out to Zhang Yuan: "Little brother, wait a minute." ”

Zhang Lu was quite vigilant and asked, "What?" Anything else? ”

The stall owner smiled and said: "The little brother is also my lucky star, without the little brother, my business will not go so smoothly, I just want to invite the little brother to join us on credit." ”

Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "Knife man? I'm not interested, I don't want to cheat people, and I don't want to lose all my money. ”

These words almost pointed at the stall owner and scolded him for being a liar, but the stall owner didn't think it was wrong, just shook his head and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity, eight eight sixty-four hexagrams, except for a few hexagrams such as dry and apologetic, the rest of the hexagrams, whether good or bad, have the door of life and death, and its ruler is not the number of fate, but the choice of people, so some people say that they will win the day." It can be seen how important the choice is, although the little brother refused, but the door of the credit knife man will always be open for the little brother, the little brother remember, my name is Zhao Shannan, I can't say that we will meet again in the future. ”

As the two were talking, there were bursts of cheers from the booth next to them.

Zhang Yan no longer paid attention to Zhao Shannan, but squeezed into the stall next to him.