Yan Saburo followed the prestige and found that the bidder was actually Zhuang Donghe, the young owner of Pingcheng Zhuang Ji.

A few days ago, he accompanied Chitose to visit the Swallow Tower Night Market, and wanted to buy the soul stone ring from this guy, but to no avail.

The young man first looked at the thousand-year-old, his chest immediately straightened, and then he smiled at Yan Saburo, which was two points of provocation.

Yan Saburo ignored it and continued to bid: "Twenty thousand." ”

It was even quieter on and off the stage. Willing to spend 20,000 silver to buy such an interesting thing, Qing Lebo is really as rich as the legend!

But Zhuang Donghe immediately followed: "Twenty-one thousand taels." ”

Chitose asked Huo Dongjin quietly: "What does the owner of the dealer do for a living, he is very rich." ”

"The dealer is the top big family in Pingcheng, mainly engaged in fruit and timber business. "Pingcheng is under the jurisdiction of Shengyi, with fertile land and abundant products. A large number of fruits and vegetables used in the court came from Heijo. Of course, you can't make a lot of money from farming, and it is possible to make a lot of money by being a middleman to make a difference, "His family is also the largest grain merchant in the five western cities of Shengyi, including Pingcheng." ”

"Grain merchant?" Chitose smiled brightly, "It's been a spring breeze lately." ”

"Who says it's not?" Huo Dongjin saw through the ill-will in her smile, and silently lit a wax in Zhuang Donghe's heart.

The auction continued, and Yan Saburo was silent.

"Is there anything higher?" asked the seller, his eyes only looking at Yan Saburo, but the latter was expressionless.

Naturally, no one on the field followed.

The seller asked again, but there was still no bid.

Zhuang Donghe's smile was still the same, but his eyes began to flicker a little.

He wasn't interested in pangolin films, he just saw that Lebo was not used to it and wanted to make some trouble for him.

Thinking of Miss Liu, who he wanted to conquer, he felt that his throat was blocked in the face of Qing Lebo's face full of admiration and his heart.

But if the pangolin piece is really smashed in his own hands, it will be difficult to explain it when he goes back, and Zhuang Ji is not his alone.

Spending tens of thousands of taels of silver to bring back such a thing? Now that Zhuang Ji is short of money, and every penny has to be used on the blade, will his father blame him for being a loser and being ignorant?

Qing Lebo didn't bid yet, Zhuang Donghe beat the drum in his heart, and many thoughts surged through in an instant.

It wasn't until the salesman shouted a third time that he felt a little dry in his throat.

"So, the pangolin piece will be—"

Before the seller finished speaking, Yan Saburo interrupted him: "Twenty-two thousand." ”

He Xiaoyuan, who was sitting diagonally opposite, gave him a thumbs up.

Zhuang Donghe lowered his head, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up again, he saw Yan Saburo looking at him fixedly, without anger or resentment, his eyes were just plain and indifferent, and even a little impatient.

Impatient for him to meddle in what he was determined to obtain.

Then, the seller asked three more times, and no one made any more bids.

So Yan Saburo naturally took this pangolin piece into his pocket.

Next, there were strange treasures one by one to the booth, and Yan Saburo was no longer interested in these, chatting with Chitose while sipping tea.

As for the water-repelling golden-eyed beast on the chair, he simply buried his head under his belly and went to sleep.

There was no one to fight so that it could eat a few while it was messy, and the excitement here was really not pretty.

At this moment, a man dressed as a family man rushed in from outside, leaning forward and whispering a few words in Zhuang Donghe's ear.

Zhuang Donghe's face changed, as if he was a little hesitant, but he quickly stood up and left.

After another half an hour, Chitose looked around and suddenly said, "Five or six have gone." ”

In this hall, Yuan Yuan himself was crowded, but just after that, some people followed in the footsteps of Zhuang Dong and Hou, stood up and left in a hurry, and their expressions seemed to be a little urgent.

Huo Dongjin explained: "These family businesses all involve rice, noodles, and oil. As far as I know, there are two families who have borrowed a lot of money to pour rice and grain. ”

Also, businessmen are short of money, and they have to borrow money when they need it urgently.

Yan Saburo thought about it, walked to sit down next to He Xiaoyuan on the opposite side, and said softly, "Hello Mrs. He." ”

"Come to me, aren't you afraid of snubbing the beauty?" He Xiaoyuan joked with a smile. Yan Shichu came alone, leaving Chitose in place, the girl in red crossed her legs on the cushion, supported by her hands, and listened to the mouth of the seller on the stage casually.

This sitting posture is absolutely unacceptable for everyone's ladies.

Not far away, a noble lady said sourly: "Sitting or not, don't the women of Qinglebo's family have no bones?"

As soon as the words fell, she saw Chitose raise her eyes and glance at her, it was a slap to others, but it was an eye knife to her, and the gaze was cold, which made her back cold, and she subconsciously lowered her head.

What kind of monster is this woman?

The eyes of the same sex and the opposite sex in the field were cast one after another, and there were those who were surprised, those who scrutinized, those who were envious, those who admired, those who were disgusted, and Chitose ignored them all.

Yan Saburo also withdrew his gaze from her: "She can enjoy herself." ”

From such a distance, Chitose also heard it and gave him a roll of the eye.

Only then did the young man get down to business: "You are close to Zhuang Donghe, do you hear the reason for his departure?"

"I hear you. He Xiaoyuan's position is only one zhang away from Zhuang Donghe, and with her cultivation, it is not difficult to hear the whispers between the subordinate and Zhuang Donghe. "The official warehouse has released grain again, and the price is lower than the previous wave, and the old man of the dealer called him home to discuss countermeasures. ”

He Xiaokite also heard the dialogue and only knew, after ten days, he often closed the position and released grain, and the official price was actually 20 wen per bucket!

Compared with the first time the grain was released, it was already forty-five wen lower.

For grain merchants who have been struggling for almost two months, this is a thunderbolt from the blue.

She paused: "You must have known about the matter of releasing grain in Changping, right?"

"Hmm. Yan Saburo didn't hide it from her, "I just opened a position an hour ago, and the dealer is very well-informed." I see that Fang Cai has gone out a lot of businessmen, and it is obvious that they are one step later than Zhuang Donghe when they receive the news. ”

"Zhuang Donghe's brother-in-law is in charge of the port city in the household department, and he gets the first-hand information faster, of course, faster than others. He Xiaoyuan chuckled, "It's better for these people to go back and calculate the way of money than to be vassals and elegant here." It's funny to see how they roar. ”

"Speculation is risky. "The guy passed, Yan Saburo asked for a cup of tea, "Profit and loss should be borne by yourself." ”

Taking this opportunity, He Xiaoyuan gave him a pulse, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "The recovery is good, and it will be cured in a few days." ”

Yan Saburo guessed that Chitose had heard this diagnosis, because at this moment she stared at him, slowly put a purple-black grape with water droplets in her mouth, sucked it gently, and then slowly sucked her white and slender fingers.

Looking at her eyes, it was clear that what she wanted to eat was not grapes.

The young man's throat moved, and his face did not change and asked He Xiaoyuan: "Can you act freely at that time?"

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