Two, and even ten

Although she was very worried, Xiaolian still took Zhao Ming to the gate of the Zhou Mansion, thinking that if the young master really came to ask for food, whatever she said would be to hold him, how could she let the young master of her family do such a thing......

Xiaolian thought wildly, Zhao Ming had already knocked on the door of the Zhou Mansion, and the lights inside were bright and completely isolated from the dark and dim world outside.

A yawning doorman opened his misty eyes and glanced at the person in front of him, and suddenly asked with a puzzled attitude: "Aren't you the young master of someone's family?" What are you doing here? Beggar? ”

"I have something important to talk about with your master!" Zhao Ming said seriously.

"Poof-----

This time, Menzi's original drowsiness was gone, and his face was full of playful smiles and said, "Talk to our master about important matters? Ha ha...... You've broken your brain, right? Why are you talking to our lord? I don't take care of my own pounds and taels! ”

Zhao Ming frowned slightly, but he didn't have a seizure, but took out the last small piece of broken silver that Xiaolian handed over to him from his sleeve and stuffed it, with a smile on his face: "Tired...... If your master really doesn't want to see me, I'll leave by myself! ”

Seeing the silver, Menzi Zhou Laoliu's wrinkled face suddenly had a smile, and his tone suddenly became polite, looking at Zhao Ming, he also seemed to be pleasing to the eye, and he laughed twice in his mouth and then said: "Then if that's the case, you wait, I will pass on a ...... to you at the risk of being scolded."

With that, the door closed slightly, and the door flew to the lobby of the main hall.

The moment the door closed, Xiaolian said to Zhao Ming with an expression that was about to cry: "Young master, how can you use our last silver to send that kind of person?" ”

"The Prime Minister's porter is also a difficult character...... If I want to see Zhou Benkun now, it is tantamount to seeing the prime minister, but as long as Zhou Benkun is willing to see me, I will definitely come back with a hundred times the money tonight! Zhao Ming said with an abnormal look flashing in his eyes.

Xiaolian looked at Zhao Ming stupidly, with a worried look on her face, she suddenly sighed and thought - I'm afraid that the young master is a demon who is guilty again......

After a while, the door came back and opened the door, and then stared at Zhao Ming strangely and said: "My master said, give you a cup of tea, if you can't say anything famous, I will let the nursing home 'send' you out of the house!" ”

Zhao Ming arched his hand and walked into the courtyard of the Zhou family behind Menzi, while the maid Xiaolian followed behind her young master worriedly, thinking about what she should do if the young master was really beaten?

The courtyard of the Zhou family occupies a large area, but the layout and decoration are not much exquisite and luxurious, through a few courtyards, but also only see some random patterns and decorations, in front of a room in the last courtyard, I feel some of the rich family heritage.

"Master, two people, even ten

Brought. Menzi bent down and shouted respectfully inside, his attitude as pious as a Buddha.

"Let him in.....," a deep voice inside said faintly.

Menzi pushed Zhao Ming's arm and motioned him in, but when Xiaolian was about to go in, Menzi pulled her sleeve and scolded: "Blind girl, where can you enter this room?" Waiting here! ”

"Nope! I'm going to follow my young master! Xiaolian said with a flat mouth.

Zhao Ming patted Xiaolian and said with a smile: "It's okay, you are waiting for me here." ”

Xiaolian opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Zhao Ming had already pushed open the door and stepped over the high threshold to step in.

The fat candle inside the door was bright, and in the dim shadows of the lamp, a richly dressed middle-aged man was half-leaning on a large mahogany chair, a pair of slender hands were kneading his shoulders, and behind him stood a delicate-looking little maid.

When Zhao Ming walked over, Zhou Benkun, who was sitting, and the little maid behind him looked at him at the same time.

"You're looking for me?" Zhou Benkun opened his mouth and said coldly, with some doubts in his eyes.

"Xiaosheng Zhao Ming, there is something to discuss with the foreign minister, once it is done, the Zhou family can be hung up in this Jinjiang Town!" Zhao Ming bowed slightly, and said in a calm tone.

"Hmph...... The scholar's tone is not small! But I heard that your house is in a dilapidated state, and you have to go to the fence to look for flowers and ask willows, with your character, what can you do to say such a big thing to make me believe? Zhou Benkun snorted coldly, his eyebrows and eyes full of disdain.

"Extra...... Of course, Xiaosheng was smiling and generous in the past, but this time he came to the door, but he came with sincerity, if the strategy I offered could not let the staff outside the family dominate in this Jinjiang Town, then I would not take a penny, what would you lose? ”

Zhou Benkun stared at Zhao Ming with a suspicious expression for a long time before he slowly spoke: "You can talk about it!" ”

Zhao Ming glanced at the little maid behind him.

When the little maid saw his eyes, she glared at Zhao Ming angrily for a while, with a look of contempt on her face! But Zhou Benkun couldn't help but sneer: "The spectrum is quite similar...... Xiaocui, go down first! ”

"Yes, sir." The maid named Xiaocui stared at Zhao Ming with some resentment, and then went out with a slightly plump waist.

At this time, Zhao Ming was already sitting uninvited on a slightly shorter chair opposite Zhou Benkun! Before Zhou Benkun's temper attacked, Zhao Ming had already spoken: "There are three rice shops in the town, and I have a way to make one outside the staff dominant!" One of its calculations...... Starting tomorrow, Zhoujia Rice Store will set up a batch of cheap grain every day, the quantity is five or ten people, if the usual rice price is one bucket and ten cents, then set ten portions of rice per bucket and one penny every day, so that in a short period of time, there will be a lot of guests rushing to the door to snatch this scarce amount of grain...... "two, or even ten."

If Zhou Benkun still had a lot of dissatisfaction with Zhao Ming a moment ago, then at this moment, his eyes when he looked at Zhao Ming were full of disbelief.

In this era, the status of literati was very high, and scholars wanted to go through the imperial examination for five or ten years, which was a kind of trivial way in the eyes of literati for business. And Zhou Benkun knew that although Zhao Ming was a loser in the town who was not very successful, he also knew very well that Zhao Ming was also a literati who had read books before, so Zhao Ming's business was a strange thing in his opinion, and Zhao Ming's method was shocking!

Zhou Benkun is a businessman, and it is understandable that he is extremely focused on the business world, but Zhao Ming's words made him feel shocked in an instant, because he also thought about what Zhao Ming said! Not only did he think about it, but someone must have used it before, so Zhou Benkun was shocked that of course it was not Zhao Ming's method, but Zhao Ming's plan before he said this method...... If there is one for everything, then there will be two! Zhou Benkun thought of the first step, and many smart businessmen also thought about it, but after that, the business war often fell into a dead end, and no one came up with the second step, so usually businessmen would maintain their business before the first step in this case, that is, the stage of peace and quiet.

But now, a scholar like Zhao Ming, a loser, suddenly came over and told him about his plan...... So what's his second plan? Does he really have two?

Zhou Benkun stared at Zhao Ming for a moment, his expression became calm, he picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip before asking, "Hehe! This method has been used by people who have also used, but in the end, no matter who it is, they are shooting themselves in the foot, do you think that if my rice store opens cheap grain, then other grain stores will not know about it soon? And then follow suit? ”

Zhao Ming saw that Zhou Benkun finally faced him with a solemn attitude, so he showed a confident smile and said: "Master Zhou is a smart person, if I only have one, of course it is not enough to convince you, so of course there are next, two, three, four...... And even ten! It depends on whether Master Zhou wants to listen to it or not! ”

"Hahaha-----" Zhou Benkun suddenly burst out laughing, and his eyes became contemptuous again.

The people outside the door heard Zhou Benkun's laughter in the house, and they looked at each other at a loss, and even Xiaolian suddenly became surprised, what was the conversation in the house? Why did the old man of the Zhou family laugh so loudly?

Inside the house, Zhou Benkun stopped laughing and stared at Zhao Ming indifferently: "Young man, of course it's a good thing to read some books, but if you think that after reading some books, you can take it for granted that you can guide the business, then you can't help but be arrogant!" Not to mention these ten, these are the two...... If what you say convinces me, I will immediately offer ten taels of silver!" ”

"Oh? Ten taels? Zhao Ming frowned slightly and muttered, as if he was thinking.

When Zhou Benkun saw Zhao Ming's pretentious expression, he also sneered a little not angry but happy

"What? Too little? Hehe...... That's not as good as this, if you convince me of the two, I will reward you with fifty taels of silver! But if all you say is, I'll immediately let the nursing home come in and beat you so that you can't recognize the ancestral grave, what do you think? ”

In Zhou Benkun's opinion, tonight is most likely a farce made by the bastard boy of the Zhao family who wants to cheat money, and he has no hope, but he stared at Zhao Ming and found that the corner of the young man's mouth suddenly showed a confident smile and said to himself: "That's it!" I made this bet with Master Zhou! ”

"Heh, then you say!" Zhou Benkun's face became solemn, he was ready to shout at the nursing home to beat people, but he still wanted to hear how this scholar could deceive himself.

"Just like I said before, maybe Master Zhou has thought of it, but in fact, if this method is used well, of course, it can make Zhou's rice shop invincible! Let's assume that on the first day, we will set the share of cheap grain, and then within a day someone will hear about it and run to see if there is any remaining opportunity...... Then here's our chance! ”

PS: So, our story starts with two! Chapter 1 Exploring the Flower Lang in the Bright Moon Building!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words,

(Tianjin)