The news of the collapse of the West Yangzi Bridge suddenly became a topic of conversation among storytellers in the city.

Seeing that it was almost noon and Jing Qian was still sleeping in the attic, Ma Jun felt anxious and went back upstairs. He drank a few sips of wine and shouted at the top of his voice: "Are you leaving? If the sun We’re going down the mountain, it’s dark and the road is hard to walk!”

"Coming, coming!"

After the group came out of the restaurant, they put on the plain clothes prepared by Wen Sheng'an. Ma Jun looked back at Wen Sheng'an as if he had something to say, then shook his head, raised his hand and said: "Shopkeeper Wen, if you are not in a hurry, go to the store first. How about the last talk?”

Wen Sheng'an waved his hands repeatedly, then bowed his hands respectfully and said: "No way, leader, what time is it now? Time is running out for me. You go to the village quickly to avoid being discovered. When this thing crosses the river, I will drink and chat with my brothers again!"

Guilt has been stuck in Ma Jun's heart. He has seen what Wen Sheng'an did for his brothers at all costs. He feels a little regretful at the moment. After hesitating for a while, Ma Jun respectfully said goodbye: "Take care!"

Seeing the group of people leaving the city, Wen Shengan breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and stepped on the raised stone in front of the door, and said with emotion: After more than thirty years of suffering, I finally met the true hero in the world! What if there is a big enemy? After receiving the reward, you will definitely walk with the way of heaven from now on!

He changed into a white coat with a brown lapel, and at this time he showed the temperament of a business tycoon.

Sitting in the elegant room at the attic, brewing a pot of good tea, looking out the window from time to time, his thick eyebrows and big eyes revealed a sense of stability.

"Shopkeeper, I heard about it!"

The worker downstairs came panting, slapped the contract he had just exchanged with the steward on the table, drank all the warm wine on the table, and then said: "Qiao Lianshou is a very thief, he came here quietly I have obtained five carts of gold and silver and want to buy out all the supplies in the city!"

When Wen Sheng'an heard this, he looked like he was sure of victory. He poured down two cups of tea without panic and said leisurely: "Drink the tea to quench your thirst first!"

The boy was so impatient that he grabbed Wen Sheng'an's arm and said, "Shopkeeper, aren't you impatient? If we don't inform the people in the city quickly, Qiao Lianshou is so sneaky that he may really take away all the supplies." Monopoly!"

Wen Sheng'an put the teacup to his mouth, blew on it, took a small sip, and said with a slight heaviness: "What I'm afraid of is that he suddenly stopped his hand! Did the storyteller in Chengkouzi Teahouse leave safely?"

"Leave!"

"That's good!"

There was no time for a cup of tea. The steward came to the restaurant in a panic with a baggage hanging on his back. Seeing that there was no shopkeeper inside, he climbed up the stairs with difficulty and called out: "Shopkeeper Hua?"

"What do you want from me?"

A strong man appeared in front of him, and the manager was so frightened that he lost his soul and said: "I was scared to death! I thought the shopkeeper was a woman!"

Wen Sheng'an almost laughed out loud, but immediately turned a straight face, grabbed the steward's arm and asked, "Who are you?"

Seeing that there was no one else around, the steward greeted him with a smile and said, "Shopkeeper, I'm here to discuss business!"

Wen Sheng'an sneered: "Okay, let's talk business!"

After the two of them sat down, Wen Sheng'an deliberately kept silent, picked up the teapot, washed the cups, and poured new tea.

Seeing Wen Sheng'an's slowness, the steward couldn't wait any longer, so he asked: "Is the shopkeeper short of money? I heard that the bridge over there collapsed, and business from outside can't come in, and it won't be out for another three to five years." Everyone will have no money!”

"Oh? I just heard about this, so I'm a little worried. You said that if we business people have no money, how can we do it? Listen to you, do you have a way?" Wen Sheng'an deliberately pretended to be a

Confused and seemingly helpless.

Hearing what Wen Sheng'an said, the manager was secretly happy and asked hurriedly: "There's no need to worry, if Shopkeeper Hua can get away with it, I can find this rich master for you!"

When Wen Sheng'an heard this, he pretended to be shocked. He leaned forward and asked, "Could it be that the person you met is the old Qiao family? Is it the master of the Qiao family or the young master of the Qiao family?"

Seeing that Wen Sheng'an had taken the bait, the steward was about to blurt out the details of the transaction when he remembered Qiao Lianshou's instructions again not to mention his name, so he paused and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid to tell you, my master is Mr. Qiao Zhenqiao.

I heard that Shopkeeper Hua is a person who likes to help others. Besides, if I give you such a big business, why don’t you at least give me some of your money?"

"Hmm... um! It's easy to talk about. Don't let anyone else do such a good thing. Give me a time limit and I'll exchange it immediately! After it's done, you can take a look at my handiwork!" Wen Sheng'an's face was filled with surprise.

With a look of disbelief on his face, he quickly took out another piece of gold ingot from his sleeve and handed it to the steward.

What a restaurant owner. Sure enough, he was able to give away such a large ingot after negotiating the price. The steward was so happy that he stuffed the ingot into his eyes, put the bag on the table, untied it, and took it out.

I signed a few seals and said: "If the shopkeeper is so quick to do things, I have nothing to say. Within three days, my master will buy back at a high price the supplies that have been used by people in this city for ten years. In the early morning of the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, I

Then call someone to collect it!"

"Be patient, the manager is responsible for a big business. You can't go anywhere if you run away. Well, tomorrow morning you will send the money first, and I will gather the supplies after I have taken care of it!"

Wen Shengan said immediately as if he was fascinated by money.

Big business people are really difficult to deal with. The manager remembered what the coachman said earlier in the alley, and immediately said: "That's not impossible. I have to ask someone to buy the firewood shed behind your restaurant as a storage room first. See the money.

After passing the deal, you have to quickly prepare supplies in the remaining time. When the deadline is met, my people will come to pick up the goods!"

"It's easy to talk about!" Seeing this, Wen Sheng'an didn't hesitate any longer, fearing that something might change, he readily agreed.

The steward collected the stamp and divided the contract into four parts. He put away the package and said proudly: "It's really a pleasure to do business with the flower shopkeeper. There have been a lot of things recently, so I left early and reported it to the master!"

"No!"

"Where is it!" The steward hurriedly went downstairs and said smugly: If this deal is completed, let alone lying down and eating for the rest of his life, his grandson will not have to worry about food and clothing.

Arriving at the rear chai courtyard, Wen Sheng'an lit three sticks of incense and walked heavily towards the door in the middle. When he walked to the door, he clicked his head nine times until he was dizzy and staggered, and then he stood up.

He pushed open the door of the house.

When you walk in through the door, there is a big word written on the nave: letter.

Wen Sheng'an smiled helplessly, put three sticks of incense in the incense burner, picked up the dust-covered memorial tablet on the hall table, held it in his arms, and shed two lines of tears in an instant.

"Mother, I'm really tired! I was afraid that when you were alive, you got involved in business and sold off all the land like my grandfather did." He sobbed twice, wiped the memorial tablet from beginning to end, and said, "You

You said that only exchange and exploitation are in the eyes of businessmen. Now I understand that what you said is particularly reasonable. When thieves are in power, things are real and people are not empty. My son came here to tell his mother that today I want to create a world together with all the righteous people. This is
Chapter completed!