Chapter 11 There is really no money at home
Chen Si was the housekeeper of the Chen Mansion, and he was Chen Shiyou's scholar in the early years, and he was loyal to Chen Shiyou.
At this moment, when Chen Siyi heard Chen Ping ask how much money was left in the family, it was as if the flower girl in the village had met the little devil who came to sweep, and her face turned white with fright.
Like a great enemy!
"Young master, young master, what are you doing?"
"Without further ado, I'll just ask you how much silver you have at home?"
Chen Ping was speechless at Chen Si's reaction.
He is the young master of the Chen Mansion, and he is not a Jiangyang thief, ask how much silver he still has in his family, as for the reaction is so fierce?
"No, not a penny left!"
Chen Si's head shook like a rattle.
Chen Ping's face immediately darkened.
felt that Chen Si was lying to him.
Although their Chen family is down, but the father is also the Wupin Mansion Yin in the end, does the family have a dime, so he deceives the ghost, right?
Three years of Qing Governor's Mansion, 100,000 snowflakes of silver!
"Young master, there really isn't a dime left."
Chen Si said with a crying voice: "The young master has spent a lot of money over the years, and he has to spend tens of thousands of taels of silver every year, and now our Chen family has no money, it is not an exaggeration to say that what we eat next month will be a problem, and now the entire Chen Mansion is left with that old mansion, if the young master doesn't believe it, I can show you the account book." ”
After speaking, Li Si handed over the account book at home to Chen Ping.
Chen Pinghu looked at it suspiciously, but he didn't know if he didn't look at it, and he was startled when he saw it.
What a loser, what a loser!
The original death is not unjust at all!
Over the years, he has prostituted and gambled, and within five years, he lost nearly 100,000 taels of the Chen family's savings.
Grass is special, pure manure machine!
Chen Ping angrily threw the account book to Chen Si, and said speechlessly: "Is there really no money?" ”
"There's no money."
Chen Si nodded, and then persuaded bitterly: "Young master, the old slave said something that I shouldn't say in my identity, the old man is also old, and it is not easy to live, the young master is now an adult, and it is time to take care of it, don't let the old man worry about it anymore." ”
"Alright, alright, I got it!"
Chen Ping waved his hand.
He knew that Chen Si was for his good, but it was useless to say this to him, he was not stupid.
That loser has long been gag!
With a roll of his eyes, Chen Ping thought about it, and didn't care about Chen Si, sneakily got into the room of the cheap daddy Chen Shiyou, Chen Si saw this scene, and his face changed greatly.
Grass!
This loser young master shouldn't have started the idea of the old mansion deed and title deed, right?
O iniquity!
After a stick of incense, Chen Ping got what he wanted, and then walked out of Chen's mansion quickly and went straight to the nearest pawnshop.
Shangjing is at the foot of the Son of Heaven and the capital of the first good, so the industry and commerce are extremely developed.
There are many shops along the street.
Compared with the world that Chen Ping crossed over, although there were no high-rise buildings in this era, there were endless hawkers along the streets, and the vendors were more enthusiastic and more market-like.
It's fun!
According to his memory, Chen Ping came directly to a pawnshop that was not weak.
"Hey, isn't this Young Master Chen?"
Obviously, Chen Ping is a frequent customer, and even when the courtier behind the counter saw him, he immediately smiled all over his face, and his smile was corresponding.
Chen Ping's reputation in the capital is indeed stinky, but for these merchants who make money from pawn trading, he is a walking money bag.
Proper quality customers.
Chen Ping directly slapped the deed on the counter and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, how much do you think this deed is worth?" I want cash! ”