This man has changed too quickly!

The nerd who swore yesterday that he 'has his own golden house in the book', why did he change his sex after a cold wind?

Hu Ping didn't believe his ears, and he didn't think that a nerd who only knew Confucius and Mencius and the scriptures and history would know how to do business.

However, the unprovoked confidence on Qin Wei's face made Hu Ping a little in a trance, is this still his friend from childhood to adulthood?

"Brother Qin has thought about it?"

Qin Wei nodded seriously and looked at Hu Ping with a smile: "Does Brother Hu want to buy shares?" If you buy a stake today, you will get a 30% share. ”

"Stake?" Hu Ping frowned, seeing that he was not joking, he hesitated again: "This ......"

Qin Wei looked at him and nodded confidently: "There is a certain deal, if it is done well for ten years, it is not difficult." ”

After all, we have known each other for many years......

If he believes in me, then I will give him riches!

If you don't believe it, then you have no fate, and you will slowly become alienated in the future.

The Qin Wei in front of him is not the Qin Wei before after all, and the love in his previous life is not so much scruples and feelings for him.

I thought that Hu Ping would not agree immediately, but I thought that he just thought about it for a moment, and then said, "What to do?" How to do it. ”

The two grew up from childhood to adulthood, so naturally they didn't say much about their relationship.

However, Qin Wei still didn't expect Hu Ping to agree so decisively.

"What do you do like that? Could it be that he is worried that someone will break his promise? The two sat down with each other, and Hu Ping took out an official quote from his arms, and said: "Your ancestral house has found a next home, and it was sold for a total of three hundred and eighty-seven yuan, which could have been higher, but a certain knew that you were in a hurry, so he didn't choose a buyer. ”

Looking at the Qian Yin on the table, Qin Wei was slightly stunned.

A trace of warmth from Da Song made him a little at a loss.

……

The capital of the Northern Song Dynasty was Bianliang.

It is the richest city in the Central Plains and the economic center of the entire Great Song Dynasty.

Qin Wei had traveled to Kaifeng in his previous life, and he also visited the Qingming Shanghe Park a few times.

However, those are fake after all, they are the products of commercialization, and they can't see the weight and charm of history at all.

Standing here today, walking in the city, brick by brick, grass and trees, all telling Qin Wei about the style of this era.

The towering city wall was built by Emperor Zhenzong himself.

Countless shops and houses lined up one after another, and in the distance, the main hall in the middle that only the emperor could live in, seemed to radiate a glittering light.

These are all telling Qin Wei that this is the Great Song Dynasty, an ancient country with a difference of thousands of years according to his life.

For thousands of years, it has been mentioned countless times by posterity, its culture and experience have been praised and criticized by countless people, its glory and magnificence, and its cowardice and windlessness.

Walking through the Taixue Guozijian, standing on the wide royal street, the first thing you can see is the state bridge.

Spanning Bianhe Street, the Zhou Bridge was the most famous night market in the Song Dynasty, where you can buy all the famous snacks you want.

Qibao tea, steamed dumplings, green onion tea, salt and soy soup......

There are also a variety of pasta dishes based on 'bread'.

It was in the Song Dynasty that Qin Wei knew that the so-called 'cooking cake' was actually steamed bread, and the so-called 'soup cake' was the staple food that northerners in later generations must eat every day - noodles.

Walk forward unhurriedly along the Bianhe River.

The two chatted while walking, and after half an hour, Qin Wei arrived at the commercial layout in Bianliang City.

Seeing that he had been staring at the Zhou Bridge not far away, Hu Ping reminded with a smile: "Brother Qin, it's still early in the morning, and there aren't many people in the night market." ”

Qin Wei was unmoved, and looked at a small street not far from the state bridge, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Hu, do you see that street? Is there a lot of people here? ”

Following the direction of Qin Wei's finger, Hu Ping glanced at it and said: "That's not the main street, most of them are outsiders who rent in a loose way, and there are some small traders who can't pay the stall fee, few people will walk around here on weekdays, if Brother Qin wants to rent a storefront, let's look elsewhere." ”

Qin Wei was puzzled: "Why is it lonely? The geographical location of this street is close to the Zhouqiao Night Market, although it is not as lively as the main street, but if diners want to wander around the Zhouqiao, they will inevitably pass through here. ”

Hu Ping saw that he was interested, and then persuaded: "Brother Qin is right, but the buildings here are not standardized, many places have been built indiscriminately, and there is a dead end inside, and there are some outsiders around, so you know ......"

"If you want to rent this place, will it be difficult?"

Thinking about the illegal construction in later generations, and those difficult tenants, Qin Wei's interest that had just been ignited was mostly extinguished.

"It's not difficult to get there, it's just a matter of making some money, and then accompanying some house money to those tenants, it's not a big problem."

Hu Ping is also an old Bianliang person, and he has established a lot of relationships after entering business, especially dealing with the government, which is his strength.

Qin Wei clapped his hands and smiled: "That's good!" I also bothered Brother Hu to find someone to take care of it, and Qin rented this street! ”

Hu Ping looked at him in surprise and said loudly, "Brother Qin, isn't he crazy?" This is not the main street, it is a dead end, and there are thousands of vendors on Zhouqiao Sixth Street, if you want to do business here, you must not be squeezed to death? ”

He is in business, so he naturally understands the importance of geographical location, not to mention the remoteness of this place, but also some out-of-town tenants, and usually officials rarely come, so there is no need to think about dirty messes.

"Brother Hu, don't worry, I'll talk to you about the purpose of renting it later." Qin Wei patted him on the shoulder, and said with a straight face: "I also want Brother Hu to find a reliable middle-aged person, and I want twenty honest and reliable people with good faces, better cooking, and then find them a place to live." ”

The Chinese are the intermediaries, similar to the human resources of later generations.

"This time and forth, it's more than two or three hundred yuan......

Hu Ping had a headache, and the friend in front of him seemed to have changed after an illness.

Qin Wei smiled, his face full of confidence: "Don't worry, at most three months, you should be able to return to your roots!" ”

……

In the next half month, Shen Xiu took the twenty people that Hu hired for him and began secret training.

In a courtyard in the outer city.

Smoke drifted from morning to night, and no one knew what was going on, except that every evening, a few vendors would knock on the door.

The outer city is remote, and most of the people living around it are poor people from other places, including some small traders who set up stalls to make a living.

The smell of fireworks for many days finally attracted some interested people to take a look.

Someone once peeked through the crack in the door, and the people inside were all covered in oil, and there were two rows of stoves in the courtyard, and more than a dozen people in upside-down shirts kept waving spatula.

A young man in a long robe walked behind them, pointing from time to time.

"Too much salt!"

The wooden stick in Qin Wei's hand snapped on a person's arm.

"How many times have you said it, sweet and sour tenderloin is sweet and sour, sweet and sour!"

Qin Wei was a little impatient.

In the past few days, he has felt more and more that he is not suitable for this era, and there are many problems that cannot be solved by teaching.

The Song culture was tolerant, but it was also limited.

For example, the food culture that has long been ingrained in people's hearts makes these people always unconsciously misplace the ingredients when learning to cook......