Chapter 14: Let me do the deal
After all, Jing Dafeng is an old businessman who has been working for many years.
muttering in my heart, the smile on my face is still as warm as a spring breeze, blowing just right, without the heat of the summer breeze at all.
He asked Chen Gui to sit down and asked Xiao Er to add a pair of chopsticks.
Chen Gui didn't dare to show his timidity, and took the chopsticks and thanked him: "I don't know if you have ever tasted white-cut mutton, Jinmanlou's mutton is very good." β
Jing Dafang said: "I have tasted it, it is indeed very good, I entered Beijing not long ago, and Xiaoyou introduced me to various delicacies?" β
At this time, there is neither business nor background, then there needs to be a topic.
Chen Gui took this and said while using vegetables.
When a meal is used up, business may not be successful, but the friendship of the meal partner is there.
The night was dark.
Jing Dafeng walked out of the inn, looked like he was eating, walked along the long street with his hands behind his back, and walked straight into a cultural shop.
The shopkeeper sat behind the countertop, stretched out his hand and pointed deeply: "The old brother came quite coincidentally, and the front foot of the master has just arrived." β
There is a second floor in the front and back room of this shop, and there is a cloth curtain hanging behind the stairs, and it is the backyard through it.
Jing Dafeng walked to the curtain and gently lifted a corner to look into the courtyard.
There is no moon today, the stars are so faint that you can't find a few, and the courtyard is dark and dreary, lit only by two lanterns under the porch.
By that light, he could make out the figure of the man sitting at the stone table.
That was Xu Jian.
Jing Dafeng stepped back, turned his head to look at the old wooden staircase, and asked the shopkeeper softly, "Master's leg is uncomfortable?" β
The shopkeeper smiled wryly and nodded.
After all, he had been seriously injured, but thanks to his youth and good foundation, he was not completely crippled, and he relied on his perseverance to get up again, and he could walk steadily on his own, as long as he didn't stare at it, he couldn't notice the lameness.
But if there is no other impact, it is impossible.
is still a strong character, and whether it is good or bad will not be on the lips.
That is, those who are familiar with them can see some clues.
Let's say right now.
What is there to sit in a courtyard with a dark moon and high wind? It stands to reason that you should go upstairs and sit in a private room, flip through books, and play chess.
But he was still sitting there, obviously because of his leg injury, and he could walk a little less stairs.
After straightening the hem of his clothes, Jing Dafeng reopened the curtain and walked out.
At the table, Xu Jian turned around when he heard the voice: "The great good man is here?" β
Jing Dafeng hurriedly saluted: "Don't make fun of me." β
Xu Jian chuckled, picked up the wine jug on the table, and filled the empty wine glass: "Sit down and say." β
Jing Dafeng sat down according to his words: "At dinner, someone came to Jinmanlou to look for me, and I also invited him to sit down and have a drink." The man called himself Chen Gui and said that he wanted to get a piece of the business in Honest Lane. β
Jian eyebrows raised slightly, and Xu Jian said, "Chen Gui? A black mole in your early thirties on the right side of your head? β
As he spoke, Xu Jian reached out and stroked his forehead twice.
Seeing Jing Dafang nodded, Xu Jian sighed: "He is well-informed, what did he say?" β
When Jing Dafeng heard this, he sighed in his heart.
Grandpa Guo has really heard the name of Chen Gui, that descendant, it seems that he has some origins.
Jing Dafeng repeated Chen Gui's original words.
After hearing this, Xu Jian didn't answer immediately, his fingertips twisted the edge of the wine cup, and he lowered his eyes to think.
Jing Dafeng couldn't interrupt his thoughts, so he sat quietly, his eyes involuntarily looking at Xu Jian's legs.
In terms of identity and status, he called Xu Jian "Grandpa Guo", in terms of age, he was the other party's grandfather, the generation of the deceased grandfather of the old country, he had seen it when Xu Jian was a child, and he was cheeky enough to say "watching grow up".
Therefore, seeing that Xu Jian was seriously injured and fell to the root of the disease, Jing Dafang was very distressed and concerned.
This leg injury, not to mention a radical cure, can be less painful a few times.
A while ago, I heard that there was an old doctor in the northeast who saw a serious bone injury, and he didn't know if he could be invited, so he turned around and asked someone to search for it, even if he couldn't find anyone, he also looked for a few tiger bones.
"Blue Fish Alley ......"
Xu Jian suddenly spoke, Jing Dafeng hurriedly came back to his senses and listened carefully.
"If I remember correctly, the household in Qingyu Hutong and on the west side of the wellhead is Chen Gui's home," Xu Jian said, "You tell him that if you want a piece of the pie, you can, as long as you find a guarantor with a name and surname." β
Jing Dafeng immediately understood.
He was right about people before, Chen Gui was also an errand runner for nobles.
Grandpa Guo has heard Chen Gui's name, and knows his origin, and knows which golden nobleman is behind him.
After finishing speaking, Jing Dafang got up first.
Walking to the bottom of the corridor, seeing that Xu Jian had no intention of leaving, Jing Dafeng subconsciously wanted to persuade him to "go back to the house to rest earlier", but he swallowed back when the words came to his mouth.
There is only one master left in the entire Guogong Mansion.
What is the difference between being alone and eating wine in the house or in this courtyard?
is not like himself, he didn't like to be outside when he was in Yuhang, and he was willing to go back to the house when the matter was done, talk to his old wife, and tease his grandchildren.
Ay!
When the second watch was approaching, Lin Yunyan was about to fall asleep, and her grandmother sent someone to invite her.
walked all the way into Zaishou Temple, and when I entered the East Room, I saw Xiao Duan wearing a coat and sitting cross-legged on the Luohan bed.
Lin Xun sat with his hands and feet tied, obviously, he disturbed Xiao Duan's sleep, and before Lin Yunyan came over, he had already been criticized by his mother.
Lin Yunyan sat down and asked, "Chen Gui replied so quickly?" β
"He just came to look for me, saying that Jing Dafeng had found his house," Lin Xun said, and after explaining the ins and outs in detail, he smiled at Xiao Duan, "Mother, Chen Gui is quite quick in doing things. β
How could Xiao Duan's family not see his son's thoughts?
It's just that I just received a few words, and I want to seize the opportunity to praise - Chen Gui is doing a good job, and he who does this business with Chen Gui also has merit.
Xiao Duan's family was clear, but he didn't answer Lin Xun's words.
Lin Xun was not discouraged by the failure, and hurriedly said: "You and Yun Yan are right, the nobles behind Jing Dafeng are really willing to form a good relationship with Bofu and us, and when the cooperation is finalized, they will come forward from Jing Dafeng, you can order another person, and press the handprint in the yamen together, and it will be done." β
Xiao Duan smiled, laughing angrily.
is also a good fate, that is Yun Yan's mouth coaxing!
How could she teach such an innocent son?
Thinking about it, in addition to being naΓ―ve and not mellow enough, this son has no major problems, so Xiao Duan didn't reason with him first, and only said to Lin Yunyan: "After all, it is an alley business, and there are many places to pay attention to in the details."
The two parties discussed, and always let Chen Gui and Jing Dafeng pass the word in the middle, which was strange for delaying things.
If you sit down for an interview, what age is the other party, and only your uncle will come forward, is it appropriate? β
After hearing this, Lin Yunyan bent her eyes and said, "Look, you don't go straight to me again, right?"
What you want to say is that if you are a contemporary, you can still be cheeky to open your mouth, if you are a junior, you will definitely not have such a thick skin to bargain with him, blame the bully.
But if only your uncle goes, you don't feel at ease, for fear that he will be coaxed into making a loss-making deal.
You might as well just say it, let me talk about the deal. β