Shortly after Fengbei left the Zheng family.

The young man Sun Erming, whom Qing Shisan suspected of being the "Knife Credit Card Holder", came to ask for money again.

Although it is natural to repay debts, Zheng Xiu always feels a little uncomfortable if the other party really takes the unpopular way of being a "credit knife person" and forcefully plucks the wool over his head.

Inviting Sun Erming to the meeting hall, the young credit card holder had dog skin plaster on his face and put his hands flat on his knees, looking a little embarrassed.

"The waiter."

Zheng Xiu decided to shorten the distance between the two of them through their titles.

"?"

"I heard them talk about your rules."

"Then please ask Mr. Zheng. He is still trying to make money. It is only natural to pay back debts."

"That's natural." Zheng Xiu squinted and smiled: "It is natural to pay back debts. But I, Zheng Xiu, also have a small rule."

"Ah?" The young knife dealer stared, suddenly feeling an ominous premonition.

Zheng Xiu then said: "If you receive a favor from others, you will repay it tenfold. Come on!" After saying that, Zheng Xiu clapped his hands.

Zhizhi, who had been prepared, appeared behind the screen, holding a red cloth tray in his hand, with a stack of banknotes neatly stacked on it.

"One thousand taels of silver, you and I no longer owe each other."

"Ah!" Sun Erming said anxiously: "No! Absolutely not! We agreed on one hundred taels of silver, not one cent too much, not one cent too little! How could you, how could you give one thousand?"

Zhizhi had already placed a thousand taels of silver in front of Sun Erming and left.

"Then, I only take one hundred taels."

Sun Erming was smart and wanted to withdraw one hundred and leave. The remaining money had nothing to do with him.

Zheng Xiu chuckled: "That's your business. What you do with the money given to you is your freedom. If I give you one thousand and you take one hundred, you will lose the other nine hundred, not

I only gave you one hundred. After all, you received one thousand, not one hundred."

"Isn't this reasonable?" Sun Erming was stunned by Zheng Xiu's difficult logic. It sounded nonsense at first, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make some sense.

Now there's trouble.

Zheng Xiu blinked at Sun Erming: "You have your rules, and I, Zheng, also have mine."

Sun Erming gritted his teeth: "No! If you lend a knife on credit, you can only take one hundred! This is my rule!"

"Repay tenfold, this is also my rule!"

"Master Zheng, how could you..." Sun Erming was so anxious that he didn't know what to say.

"You can go to the government and sue me, saying that I paid you too much."

At worst, you can sue me and see who is right.

Hum hum, the number one catcher Guo Zifei ate my Zheng family's reunion banquet, how can he not give me this face?

"..."

Sun Erming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly pointed at Zheng Xiu with a trembling finger: "You too?"

"Oh?" Zheng Xiu was a little surprised by Sun Erming's reaction. He originally thought that Sun Erming knew that the Golden Fleece was on purpose, but he didn't expect that Sun Erming did it unintentionally at first. So Zheng Xiu asked, "You too?"

"It's over." Sun Erming sat back on the stool slumped and rubbed his hair vigorously: "It's over."

Zheng Xiu was a little surprised by the other party's fierce reaction.

Is it the rule of credit card dealers that they can only do one "business" at a time?

Only when the last "business" is concluded can the next one be carried out?

In other words, once Zheng Xiu fails to succeed in this business, he will be... stuck here?

Oops! What a coincidence. If this is true, this is good news.

Zheng Xiu was very happy in his heart, but his face was tense, and he shook his head in "depression": "It's bad, it's bad."

"Ahem," seeing Sun Erming's confused look, as if he had been cheated out of his salary by a sinister landlord, Zheng Xiu coughed twice: "Since we all have rules for each other, Zheng has a proposal that everyone is happy with."

Zheng Xiu smiled and raised his index finger towards Sun Erming.

Half an hour later.

Sun Erming, who left in a hurry, turned back in a hurry.

He owed a contract with tears.

Party A of the contract is Mr. Zheng, and Party B is Sun Erming. The content is roughly that in order to ensure interests and comply with Party B's rules, Party A decided to sacrifice himself and bought Party B's "credit rights" ten times with tears. The last balance was a thousand

2. Before the money and goods are cleared, the two will maintain a good contractual relationship, and Sun Erming will perform "divination sales" for Master Zheng ten times in a row.

If Party B breaches the contract, it will make ten more credits. If Party A breaches the contract, it will pay ten thousand taels of silver.

To be honest, what Zheng Xiu is not afraid of the most is losing money. He has plenty of money.

Sun Erming read the contract drafted by Zheng Xiu several times. After finding nothing wrong with it, he anxiously pressed the clay in Party B's column.

"It's done!"

Zheng Xiu smiled happily and asked Zhizhi to put away Sun Erming's knife-selling contract, and then Sun Erming unfolded the package behind him.

There are dozens of knives of different styles inside. Judging from the workmanship, they don't look like contemporary works. They have a bit of an antique feel, but they are sharply polished and well maintained.

"Choose one, Master Zheng."

Sun Erming signed the contract like a broken pot. Until now, he still didn't understand how he signed the "ten times of fortune telling" in such a muddle. But now that the matter has come to this, he has no choice but to be punished by Zheng Xiu.

Lead the way by the nose.

This was indeed the first time for Sun Erming to meet such a person.

Bullying others with wealth.

But Mr. Zheng just gave more than he wanted, and he had nowhere to seek justice.

The sky is blind.

Sun Erming has sold knives on credit three times in total. If the other party can pay him honestly, it will be considered good.

This was the first time for Sun Erming to encounter someone like Zheng Xiu who acted out of common sense and insisted on "paying back ten times."

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

Sun Erming angrily asked Zheng Xiu to choose the knife.

A dazzling array of knives were placed in front of him like street stalls, but Zheng Xiu saw the extraordinary quality of these knives. He blew a few whistles, and Qing Shisan fell from the roof and hurried over. When he saw the knives clearly, Qing Shisan's face showed

There was also a somewhat surprised expression: "Tsk, they are all good things. No wonder Lao He couldn't hold back at that time, as if he had picked up a treasure."

"Okay, you can go."

Zheng Xiu drove Qing Shisan away.

Qing Shisan was dumbfounded. Master, you whistled for me to come here just to take a look at it for you?

really.

After Qing Shisan left gloomily, Zheng Xiu nodded secretly. At this time, one of the small carving knives caught Zheng Xiu's attention. He was about to reach out and take the small carving knife when he suddenly remembered something and asked: "

Waiter, according to your rules, can you designate a certain person to do the 'divination'? What Zheng means is to let Zheng take a pick."

"Mr. Zheng, what else do you want to choose?" Sun Erming's eyebrows jumped wildly when he heard this.

"I have a relative named Zheng Shan, who is a painter. I want to have something to do with him when it comes to repaying the money for the second time."

"Are we familiar with you?"

Sun Erming asked.

"very familiar."

Zheng Xiu nodded.

"That can."

When Sun Erming heard this, he was relieved. At first, he was a little worried that Zheng Xiu would make some excessive demands.

This is not too much.

"I want this one." Zheng Xiu pointed to the small knife that was very eye-catching.

Sun Erming frowned: "This is a knife used by a famous sculptor thirty years ago. Are you sure?"

Shaper?

Zheng Xiu pondered for a moment, and then decided to trust his own eyes. Anyway, he didn't need to fight with his big brother, so he decided: "That's it."

Sun Erming took a deep breath, picked up the sculpture carving knife, and handed it to Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu opened his palm, and Sun Erming pressed the knife into Zheng Xiu's palm.

At this time.

Sun Erming and Zheng Xiu had indirect contact with each other by borrowing a sculpture knife.
To be continued...