Chapter Twenty-Seven: Keep a hand in everything

Nanjing, Jiangjia Distillery.

Jiang Dezhong was greeting Zhang Zhou, and the father-in-law looked at his son-in-law, and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

"Virtuous son-in-law, you want to sell all the rice and grain so early? Now the price in the market is still stable and rising. ”

Jiang Dezhong was a little surprised when he learned of Zhang Zhou's intention.

But he is used to it, recently this son-in-law has always bucked the trend, and what others do, they have to do the opposite.

Zhang Zhoudao: "It can't go up, and the grain in Huguang, Jiangxi and other places is also abundant, and the grain producing areas in the upper reaches of the river have heard that the grain prices have risen here, and there will be a large number of grain ships coming over without the imperial court's action, and it will be easy to smash the goods in their own hands at that time." I can't afford to lose my son-in-law. ”

Jiang Dezhong pondered for a moment, nodded with feeling, and said: "It makes sense, the transaction without capital seems to be profitable, but it is not stable!" If you are not a virtuous son-in-law, you will sell the grain to the old man! ”

Zhang Zhou wants to sell, and there is something to buy here.

Zhang Zhoudao: "Father-in-law, it's not your son-in-law who brushes your face, it's better to distinguish between public and private in some things." Sell to you, and when the grain rises or falls, there will always be pimples in each other's hearts. Also, I would like to advise you, the disaster in Jiangbei is lighter than imagined, once the market is over, and the court will make another move, all walks of life in Nanjing will return to normal, and my father-in-law should not do that speculative business. ”

"Huh."

Although Jiang Dezhong admired his son-in-law's previous knowledge, it was impossible for him to completely listen to his son-in-law's words to do business.

"Bingkuan, the old man also wants to remind you, it's not enough to sell it, you have to wait for the price of grain to be low, and then collect a batch of back, and fill the previous holes...... It's okay, tell the old man then, and the old man will help you. ”

Zhang Zhouxin said, you old guy still want to take advantage of the fire to rob me?

It seems that you want me to bind me to your Jiang family, and you forgot that you wanted to break up our husband and wife at that time?

Want to take advantage of me?

No way!

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Zhang Zhou wants to sell grain, and there are many channels.

There are people everywhere in the market who want to buy food, and Zhang Zhou found a buyer without much effort.

On the same day, he went to the Jiang family's warehouse to transfer the grain, and as agreed before, he left all the money from selling the grain on the counter of the Jiang family, and then took out the excess silver after returning to replenish the grain.

Anyway, he hasn't been short of money lately.

After talking about his own business, if the grain is reduced to the original price, he can make a profit of at least two hundred taels.

"It looks like a lot, but it's just a look, it's not enough for me to buy a yard in the north and south, which is a little bigger than a good life for the family! The speculative business is over, and it's time to engage in business. ”

Zhang Zhou then went to see Ning Tong.

It had been agreed a long time ago, on the private platform where he had seen the bell tower before, after Zhang Zhou went, he found that Ning Tong brought a maid to wait for him upstairs, and the people who drove the car were parked far away.

Zhang Zhou was a little indifferent.

If it is known that he met alone with the wife of the second son of the Chengguo family, what will others think?

"Zhang Gongzi, please inside." The little maid got off the high platform and greeted Zhang Zhou.

The little maid looks pretty too, but she has a blush on her face, and she looks very weird, as if she is a harlequin on the stage.

Zhang Zhou thought to himself, maybe I'm not very suitable for the aesthetics of people in this year, but she is a little maid who accompanies her wife out to meet guests, why is she so grand?

I came to ancient times to appreciate the beauty without makeup, who is this show for?

On the high platform, Ning Tong sat there and prepared a futon for Zhang Zhou outside, and Zhang Zhou sat down politely.

"Zhang Gongzi, have you finally stopped padding your butt with books?"

Ning Tong's first sentence surprised Zhang Zhou.

Even if you don't think you're from a scholarly family, or a young lady from a military family, but you have a good family background, right? Is it so vulgar to talk straight to the ass or something?

"Huh." Zhang Zhoudao, "Mrs. Zhu, let's make a long story short, I'm here to inform you that it's time to ship!" ”

"Oh."

Ning Tong just responded.

It seems that she doesn't care if Zhu Feng's grain is sold or not, and whether she makes money or not.

Zhang Zhou was very formal, and took out the booklet that Zhu Feng gave him earlier: "I have calculated that the grain purchased by the Chengguo Mansion is nearly 100,000 stones, and such a large amount of grain will cause panic in the market, so my opinion is that some of the grain will be transported to Yangzhou, Suzhou and other places for sale...... Mrs. Zhu, are you listening to what I have to say? ”

Ning Tong poured himself tea, and Zhang Zhou's words were like the left ear going in and the right ear coming out.

I didn't even send a cup of tea here.

When she heard this, she said indifferently: "I heard it, I will sell it in other places, and someone in the house will cooperate in handling it, and I will notify the people in the house if I go down from here." ”

Zhang Zhouxin said, even if you don't care anymore, the capital and profit are in the business of tens of thousands of taels of silver, so you don't care?

"Gongzi Zhang, here is a letter from your husband, which he wrote to you on the way north." Ning Tong said, asking the little maid to hand over a letter to Zhang Zhou.

Zhang Zhou took it and found that the letter had been opened.

Ning Tong did not shy away from it: "The Guogong Mansion will not let him write letters to outsiders casually, he has opened the seal, please forgive me." ”

Zhang Zhou really wants to say, it can't be what you watch, right?

"The husband said that the things agreed with you have been done, and he also said that Shangjiao has been sent to the capital, what is the specific matter? Why did he play with you? Ning Tong asked.

Zhang Zhou read the letter, and there was not much content in it, but Zhang Zhou could also see that Zhu Feng trusted him quite a bit, and he would notify him if there was any progress.

He took the letter into his arms and said with a smile: "A small thing, it's not worth mentioning." ”

"It's going to be played, or is it a trifle?"

Ning Tong's tone was very cold.

Zhang Zhouxin said, you, a woman who cares so much about the private life stories of Jin Lian and Ximen officials, what kind of iceberg beauty do you pretend to be in front of me?

"When I look back, Mrs. Zhu will know." Of course, Zhang Zhou didn't need to tell Ning Tong about this.

Ning Tong said: "Then what you promised before, bringing the scroll over......"

"Oh, I forgot to bring it!"

"You!"

Ning Tong originally wanted to talk to Zhang Zhou in a haughty manner, but being so fooled by Zhang Zhou, she stared at a pair of eyes and shot at Zhang Zhou with a fine light.

Zhang Zhou is thick-skinned and not scared.

Zhang Zhou got up from the futon, patted his buttocks and said, "I have time to bring it back when I go back, I have listed the specific strategies for distributing grain, and I have listed them all on this." Please also ask Mrs. Zhu to sign it, write a note, and indicate the time, to prove that I have informed you of the timing of the sale, so that I will also explain to Mr. Zhu! ”

"You...... Don't trust me? Ning Tong felt that he was being despised .

Zhang Zhou said with a smile: "I don't mean that, but you are a big family in the Chengguo Mansion, and you are just a small person in the market, and you can't turn around and be splashed with dirty water, right?" ”

"Miss?"

The maid handed over the voucher written by Zhang Zhou to Ning Tong and asked Ning Tong if he wanted to sign it.

It's just that Zhang Zhou doesn't quite understand, the maid still has a look of disappointment on her face when she delivers the vouchers, which makes him unable to understand the master and servant.

Ning Tong picked up the pen, and after hesitating, he still signed his name on it.

After waiting for the voucher to be sent back, Zhang Zhou smiled and said: "That's good, when we meet next time, I will definitely bring a message to my wife......"

After speaking, Zhang Zhou turned around and went downstairs.

The maid was going to be sent, but she couldn't catch up with Zhang Zhou's pace.

"Miss, he's ......" The maid's face was displeased, probably because she felt that she was also being tricked by Zhang Zhou.

Ning Tong looked into the distance and said, "He is a disciple, will he keep his promise to others?" ”

As she spoke, she turned her head and saw what appeared to be a booklet at the top of the stairs.

She pointed, and then the maid went over to pick it up, opened it and looked at it, and said in surprise: "Miss, it's the next part of the script!" How could it be...... And here? ”

Ning Tong took the booklet handed over by the maid, glanced at the maid and said, "Can't you see this?" He deliberately said no, and deliberately left it behind, just to say that this booklet has nothing to do with him, he ...... is full of evil spirits, but it cannot be said that he lacks wisdom. ”

Speaking of which, Ning Tong was not as angry as before, and he didn't care about going to someone to talk about selling grain for the time being, so he looked at the second volume of "The Story of the Three Sisters and the Ximen Officials" written by Zhang Zhou on the spot.