"We guess we know that you don't know. You are a scholar. Your path is different from ours. You are on the official path. If you didn't encounter any difficulties, you wouldn't meet us. You said yes, but it's also fate that we can meet. Since it is fate, then let's give you a clear path. Look at this..."

As the tooth said, he took the folding fan inserted into the back of the neck, opened it with a snap, and stretched it straight to Yan Zhaoshi.

Yan Zhaoshi was stunned, wondering what this tooth was going to do.

Tooth blinked at him, tilted his mouth, pushed the folding fan flat in front of him, and tilted his mouth again.

Yan Zhaoshi's brain was like a flash of lightning. He remembered the turtle slave with a green turban wrapped in Youlan Bookstore. The same was true every time the turtle slave asked him for money. If he didn't give the money, the turtle slave would say that Miss Youlan was practicing.

He quickly reached out and took out a string of copper coins and placed it on the fan, but the turtle slave, no, the tooth man not only did not retract the fan, but instead stretched forward. Yan Zhaoshi understood that this was because he thought there was not enough money.

He gritted his teeth, took out a piece of broken silver, held it in the palm of his hand, and couldn't bear to put it down for a long time, until his palm was slippery and sweated. Then he made up his mind and put the broken silver on the fan.

At this time, he remembered the scene when he used the copper coins he had exchanged for copying books to buy ink.

It was really a long time ago. He had forgotten it for a long time, and he had really forgotten it for a long time, but he remembered it at this time.

The man looked at his words and expressions and knew that the person in front of him was really short of money and was very short of money, so he felt a certainty in his heart.

" Speaking of Mr. Jiao from Shuncheng Street, he has many businesses, one of which is to take over a house. What kind of house is to take over a house like your family, which is not dared to take over in a house..."

An hour later, the tooth appeared in the teahouse on Shuncheng Street and carefully said what happened today: "At a glance, the young man knew that the man was short of money and was short of big money. If you just give some money to this house, he would definitely sell it. If you look down on this small business and the young man would run errands for you, would you please?"

Mr. Jiao half closed his eyes, and a little girl was peeling chestnuts beside him. The peeled chestnuts were placed in a small plate. Mr. Jiao touched one of them from time to time and threw it into his mouth.

The tooth waited for a while, but before he saw Jiao Master speak, he winked at the little girl: "I'm clumsy, go and I'll peel a few for Jiao Master."

Mr. Jiao finally opened his eyes and said to the tooth: "Have you washed your hands? Put down the chestnuts, I think they are dirty."

Yaren laughed: "Jiu Ye, this matter...you see..."

Mr. Jiao looked at his subordinates: "You go out and ask what's going on in that house and what's going on with that family?"

His subordinates responded and trotted out.

The tooth rubbed his hands and looked at Jiao Master’s charming smile. Jiao Master was so disgusting that he smiled, so he closed his eyes again.

......

A day later, Yan Zhaoshi came to meet the Yaman as agreed before. Unexpectedly, this time, Yaman's face looked very bad, and even his tone of speaking was different from last time.

"Tell me, you are a juren, after all, why are you so careless about doing things? Your house was originally brought from a woman. Women are yin, so this house is covered with yin energy. No wonder Mr. Zhurong will dislike him. How can he not dislike him? It is a yin house. Do you know what the yin house is? It is the place where dead people live. Oh, when I told Mr. Jiao, Mr. Jiao almost gave me an ear. I told him all the good things, and Mr. Jiao calmed down his anger."

Yan Zhaoshi was like diving into a dyeing vat, his face turned red and green, and he passed by colorfully.

The tooth glanced at him sideways: "Tell me, how much money do you want to sell?"

Yan Zhaoshi hurriedly said, "What do you think, how much can it be sold?"

He really has no confidence now and has no confidence at all.

Before he went to find the first tooth shop, he thought that he might be able to sell more than 2,000 taels. Even though the Yaman later said he wanted to find that Master Jiao, he still thought that it would be worth at least 1,000 taels. But today, he didn't dare to think about more than 1,000 taels.

"That...8000 taels...800 taels..."

As soon as he said that, Teeth waved at him: "Let's go, you, don't have fun with us. Eight hundred taels, your life is life, our life is also life. Anyway, Master Jiao will not slap you, he will only slap us in the face. Please, let us go, go quickly!"

After saying that, Teeth turned around and left, as if she was afraid of being caught up by a wild dog.

Yan Zhaoshi was stunned and quickly chased after him: "Wait, there are some people who have discussed how much you said, I didn't say it must be eight hundred taels, look..."

Yaman finally stopped and stretched out five fingers: "This is what Mr. Jiao can accept."

Yan Zhaoshi's eyes were sore. He was sure that the tooth was stretching out five fingers, but he felt relieved in his heart. This house was bought for 500 taels, and that Jiao Master was willing to pay 500 taels. Compared with Li Qiniang's 250 taels, it was a great man and righteousness.

"Five hundred taels?" Yan Zhaoshi repeated.

The man pressed his thumb down: "We don't deserve you, and we can't help you with free connections. One hundred taels of this is our hard work fee. In addition to our hard work fee, the handling fee collected by the tooth shop is calculated separately. This is the rule. If you don't pay the tooth shop, why should people go to the yamen to transfer the property? Do you think so?"

This is true. I had such a sum of money when I bought this house, but it was a small amount of money, only 10% of it was taken.

It was a small amount of money back then, but now...

Yan Zhaoshi calculated that Mr. Jiao was willing to pay 500 taels, deducted the hard work he had paid to the Teeman and the 10% of the Teeman to draw. Finally, the 500 taels in his hands were reduced by 100 taels and 50 taels. How much is this?

Yan Zhaoshi couldn't calculate it for a while, so he could only look at Yaman again.

The tooth touched the mouse beard on his mouth and said with a smile: "What you deserve is 350 taels. Congratulations, at this price, you can ask in Xinjing. Who can give it and who dares to give it? Do you think so?"

Yan Zhaoshi was still stunned and said for a while: "You ask me to go back and discuss."

Yaren put away the smile on his face and said with a stern face: "You are discussing it, but we have to talk about it first. Today, this is Mr. Jiao's anger. If Mr. Jiao is unhappy tomorrow, he feels that he will lose the 500 taels, and you will get less than 350 taels. You are a scholar, and you know this principle more than us."

Yan Zhaoshi clenched his fists and stood there for a long time. It was 350 taels. It cost 50 taels to buy this house back then.

"But, back then, it was a loss to only sell three hundred and fifty taels."
Chapter completed!