Chapter 6: The young tiger and the old Jiang Chu plan

Zhou Benkun's original partner Lu can be regarded as a woman with charm, although the man's favor has long been carved up by younger concubines, but the status is there, as long as she doesn't make trouble, her life is still envied by tens of millions of people, and it is very moist and comfortable.

But at this moment, Lu was lying in the room covering his face and crying, and his son Zhou Ding was standing not far away with a look of remorse.

After the angry Zhou Benkun walked out of the backyard with his sleeves, he walked directly to an inconspicuous courtyard in the town under the palm lamp of Zhou Wu, the nurse.

Zhou Wu, who usually doesn't like to talk much, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, "Master! Can you hurt your own family for an outsider? ”

"Humph......"

Zhou Benkun still seemed to be angry and snorted: "Zhou Wu! You remember it for me, in the future, in this Jinjiang Town, I will treat Mr. Zhao Mingxing as a courtesy, understand? ”

"Understand ......"

Zhou Wu didn't get Zhou Benkun's answer, but instead got a warning, but while his face was solemn and he agreed, a lot of doubts also rose in his heart.

Although the town is big, the distance from Zhou's house to Zhao's house is actually not far, after arriving at Zhao's house, Zhou Wu knocked on the door, Zhou Benkun asked him to wait outside, and then he carried a lantern and walked into the mansion with Xiaolian that he was almost in his pocket.

The layout of the house is actually good, but it is very empty and dilapidated, even when he arrived in the main hall, he didn't see a few things, Zhou Benkun couldn't help but be more curious, is there really a huge turning point in this world where dead wood is spring, and epiphany is clear?

"Master Zhou is here......" Zhao Ming stood up and saluted.

Zhao Ming had actually just finished dinner with Xiaolian and was talking in the hall, and then Zhou Benkun came.

"Alas...... Master Zhou, please take a seat! Today's events are a lot of offenses, and I hope don't blame them...... Xiaolian, serve tea. Zhao Ming invited Zhou Benkun to sit down, and naturally and appropriately said the opening remarks clearly.

Zhou Benkun looked at the chair he was sitting on, the paint was fresh and dry, and he guessed that it was probably newly bought, listening to Zhao Ming's words, he sighed and said: "The family is unfortunate, there is such a dog, and the virtuous nephew does not hold grudges...... I came over, first, to apologize for this matter, and second, of course, I still have some doubts and didn't understand......"

Listening to Zhou Benkun talk about his doubts, Zhao Ming happened to take the tea poured by Xiaolian and pecked his throat, and then said slowly: "What Master Zhou is worried about is nothing more than the counterattack of the Cai family, the Wang family, and the Su family...... But you probably don't have to worry too much. You see...... As the person with the most fertile land and labor force in Jinjiang Town, this is the geographical advantage and the people; And now with my strategy, it's half the people and half the days...... The remaining half of the day is actually in your hands! At this point, it's autumn...... Once this food war starts and drags on until winter, they can't afford to spend ......."

"It's hundreds of miles away from Bianzhou, and it's even more distant from the south of the Yangtze River...... The Cai family has strong financial resources, but Chapter 6 is planned by the young tiger Lao Jiang Chu

The more such a big family, the more lawful it is, the person in charge of Bianliang is unlikely to allocate emergency food to Jinjiang Town, which is starting to lose money, and the Wang and Su families, probably have some surplus food on hand to try to hold on, but once it is the end of autumn, their situation will become more difficult than that of the Cai family......"

Listening to Zhao Ming's narration, Zhou Benkun crossed his fingers together and thought for a while and said, "That being said, what if the food from Bianzhou comes over?" The Cai family is powerful, and my Zhou family is probably overwhelmed by the mantis arm as a car......"

"In the business field, business is called business, if a pool of stagnant water is so silent, doesn't Master Zhou think that sooner or later, the little family property left by the ancestors of the Zhou family may also be divided up? The so-called plan is change, change is through, and general is Heng! How can there be wealth in the world that does not take risks? Besides...... Once Bianliang is willing to allocate food to this side, can he still send people over? Zhao Ming said with a smile, and the kind of confident bearing exuded from his whole body faintly made Zhou Benkun feel like he couldn't see through.

Not far away, Xiaolian, who was dozing, listened in a daze, and only felt that the upper and lower eyelids were fighting, but she could clearly feel that the young master seemed to have become strange but a little more powerful, and he could sit and talk to Master Zhou......

Zhou Benkun relived in his mind a few strategies that Zhao Ming said that day, and then sighed with a little more confidence: "I hope everything is in the plan of you and me, once I make a mistake, I Zhou will also be in a dangerous situation!" ”

"By and large, everything is under control! The cheap grain set up by the grain store will attract the attention of the whole town in the shortest possible time, thus triggering the situation that everyone comes to the door, so whether you grab it or not, the business must be better than before: and the establishment of the signing of the contract, in fact, for most people, it is a kind of guarantee that belongs to them, after all, in the winter season, the price of grain everywhere will have different increases, and this article will increase the fixed buyers; After all, in terms of manpower, the Zhou family is far superior to the Cai family and the Wang and Su families...... As for what I said about buying grain on credit, probably only Master Zhou, you know best, this is an opening that no matter the Cai family, the Wang family, and the Su family, after all, ...... You are the one who owns the most land in Jinjiang Town! ”

Zhao Ming said it one by one, Zhou Benkun's heart gradually calmed down, and after weighing it several times in his mind, he sighed with an admiring smile on his face: "Is it really the golden house in the book?" Why can't we coarse people like us come up with such a method? If you want me to say...... With these strategies of virtuous nephews, wouldn't it be possible to start any business without disadvantage? ”

"Not really...... Although these methods are easy to use, it is still risky for Master Zhou to do it in Jinjiang Town. If you put a state and a county, the risk you need to take will increase, who will dare to do it? Moreover, it is necessary to have the right time, place and people for Master Zhou now, so that he can really Chapter 6 Young Tiger Old Jiang Chu plan

Done! Of course, more complicated calculations and controls are needed to grasp the places that need to be grasped...... It's even more difficult! Zhao Ming said with a smile.

Zhou Benkun thought about it, isn't this the truth, it seems that he really encountered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the ZTE Zhou family...... Hopefully!

Thinking that the Zhou family might regain prominence in this radius of 100 miles in his own hands, Zhou Benkun suddenly saluted Zhao Ming with an excited face: "Then there is a wonderful plan for Lao Xian's nephew, from today on, you are the chief steward of my Zhou Mansion, and you don't really have to worry about other trivial matters, you just need to sum up this one thing with me, here is a Qin Ji silver ticket of two hundred taels, which can be cashed out at any silver number in Bianliang......"

"This ......" Zhao Ming had a difficult face and did not take the two hundred taels of silver tickets.

Zhou Benkun paused slightly, then smiled and sighed: "Ha...... In that case, it's better to mention it to the virtuous nephew. ”

"Twenty percent...... I want 20% of the surplus of Mr. Zhou's grain store. Zhao Ming stretched out two fingers to make a 'two' shape.

Zhou Benkun frowned slightly, and finally picked up the teacup on the table and drank it.

Zhao Ming calmly also held the teacup with one hand, pinched the teacup lid with the other hand and gently brushed the tea, looking calm and calm.

Not far away, Xiaolian had closed her eyes slightly, focused her head from time to time, and then suddenly shook her body to look at this side again, and the cycle continued...... Drowsiness and heaviness.

After a cup of tea bottomed out, Zhou Benkun put down the teacup and clenched his fists tightly and smiled: "Okay!" It's twenty percent! ”

"The ...... note," Zhao Ming said with a smile.

Zhou Benkun glared at Zhao Ming angrily and said, "Don't worry about this, I will send someone to send me a note with my seal tomorrow, and these two hundred taels are still counted, and the pumping in it is counted...... However, there is one thing that I still have doubts about! ”

"But it doesn't hurt to talk about ......"

Zhou Benkun asked with a meaningful expression on his face: "Before that, the virtuous nephew must have recognized me as the most suitable candidate, right?" ”

"Indeed!" Zhao Ming nodded and smiled, vaguely guessing what Zhou Benkun was going to say.

Sure enough, Zhou Benkun asked in a half-joking voice: "Now that I know the strategy, if I regret and don't want to promise a reward, isn't the virtuous nephew worried?" ”

Zhao Ming looked at Zhou Benkun's joking expression, and also leaned his head slightly and said jokingly: "Have you forgotten...... I said that I might be able to name ten strategies, but it seems that there are less than ten to you, right? ”

Zhou Benkun suddenly opened his eyebrows and smiled: "Alas...... It seems that this world is really incomprehensible! But well...... I, Zhou, will definitely be on the side of the virtuous nephew no matter what. Hahaha......"

Zhao Ming got up, and Zhou Benkun made their own moves, and then shouted: "Xiaolian, send off the guest ......" Chapter 6 The young tiger Lao Jiang Chu planned

P> 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)