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Chapter three hundred and thirty second profiteer

 "These are all broken things! Are these bandits? Why do you feel poorer than a beggar? What is this? A broken cup, made of silver? Try to bite it... Oops! His grandma is made of tin!"

Covering his mouth, Xiao Han threw out an ancient-looking cup!

The cup with a faint tooth mark on it rolled all the way down the middle aisle, rolling until it stopped under a pair of feet.

"Scare! Who are you?"

Xiao Han didn't expect there was anyone else in the warehouse, and was almost startled. He quickly looked at the person with a torch. Unfortunately, it was too dark in the warehouse, and he could only barely make out that it was a fat man.

"Hahaha, the little man Xinpeng has met the Marquis of Sanyuan County!" Without Xiao Han looking carefully, the fat man came out of the darkness on his own.

Another one who laughs before saying anything! He has a round face with a smile even when he speaks, a pair of tall mustaches under his nose, and his small eyes are shining!

"Looking like this, it would be a shame not to be a profiteer!" This was the first impression that came to Xiao Han's mind.

Xiao Han was still looking at the visitor, but the quartermaster who had been accompanying Xiao Han spoke first: "Xiao Hou, this is a big businessman from Chang'an. He can transport the salt we produce to Chang'an or other places!

Moreover, General Changsun also asked him to exchange the things we collected into money and food so that he could give them to the brothers as rewards."

Let me just say, looking like this, he is indeed a profiteer!

After listening to the quartermaster's introduction, Xiao Han couldn't help but be a little proud of his "fiery eyes"! He slightly cupped his hands towards Xin Peng and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Xin, haha, just look at such a powerful surname, three gold! You can tell!

The business must be quite big!”

Xin Peng's expression did not change, and there always seemed to be a smile on his fat face. He also cupped his hands towards Xiao Han and said: "Xiao Hou has been praised too much. I just have to make a living. I am new here, so I have to ask the adults to take care of me."

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After that, without waiting for Xiao Han to say anything, he took out a square wooden box from his arms and handed it to Xiao Han respectfully: "This is our first time meeting you. This is a small tribute from me! Thank you Xiao Hou for your salt-making skills.

, let the villain earn some money here."

"So polite?" Xiao Han was a little surprised when he looked at the wooden box, but in line with the principle of taking nothing from profiteers, he still gave the quartermaster the torch in his hand and took it with his free hand.

The wooden box is ordinary, flat and about the size of two palms. Open the copper lock, lift the lid, and a set of golden jewelry appears in front of Xiao Han.

Since Xiao Han became the Marquis, he has seen a lot of gold, and naturally he has developed a good eye for gold appraisal! Just like the last emperor of China, Pu Yi, who went to do antique appraisal after being laid off, his only words were:

This one doesn’t look like the one I have! No skills required, just because I’m so familiar with them!

The quartermaster turned his back and did not look at the contents of the wooden box. Xiao Han glanced at Xin Peng and took out a Feihuang hairpin from the wooden box. He felt a little heavy when he started to hold it, and it was shining brightly in the light of the torch.

Under the shadow, there was an alluring light shining! Xiao Han could tell at just one glance that this thing was definitely made of gold and was not adulterated!

Who is this person? Not only can he take over the job of selling salt! He can also get the approval of Changsun Shunde, and he can enter and exit the warehouse freely! He also knows himself so well, and has found out all about his hobbies and needs!

You must know that Xiao Han came here to collect things today just to find something to send to Xue Pan when he returns to Chang'an in two days! After all, when traveling in future generations, you must bring some souvenirs to make sure your trip is not in vain!

"This...how did this happen? How did it happen?" Xiao Han held the golden hairpin and became curious about this person named Xin Peng. Various signs showed that this person was definitely not an ordinary businessman.

Xin Peng was also experienced in the world. When he saw Xiao Han becoming suspicious, he pointed at himself and pretended to be helpless and said to him: "Haha, Xiao Hou, please feel free to accept it! Swords are given to heroes, and beautiful jade is given to gentlemen.

.This good thing must be put to full use so that its value will not go to waste!

And look at me, I look like this, and I am a businessman. I have long given up the dream of having a confidante! But Lord Marquis, you are young, promising, and unparalleled in intelligence! I think there will always be a beauty I like that I miss day and night! If Lord Marquis will

This set of jewelry is given to a beautiful lady, so it won’t be covered in dust! Of course, Lord Marquis, you can rest assured that this set of jewelry is absolutely brand new and has never been used by anyone before!"

I like this kind of knowledgeable person! Even if Xiao Han knew that showing courtesy for nothing was either adultery or stealing, he didn't want to give this set of jewelry back!

He really likes this set of jewelry, not just because it is made of gold, but because the workmanship is so beautiful!

Xiao Han has always felt that the ancients' pursuit of beautiful things was even more perverted than modern people! Even if they did not have as good equipment as modern people, with a pair of skillful hands, they could make things that are beyond imagination of modern people!

Just like this golden hairpin, the soaring phoenix on it seems to come alive. With a slight movement of your fingers, the phoenix's wings tremble slightly, as if it is really going to fly straight into the nine heavens. This skill is absolutely amazing.

Carefully put the jewelry back in place and then close the box. Xiao Han held the box and said to Xin Peng very affectionately: "Okay! Since Brother Xin said so, it would seem that I am not generous enough if I don't accept it! But in the

I don’t have anything to offer you in return from Zhoucheng, but I can treat you to some good wine and tea, you won’t mind it, right?”

Xin Peng was smiling so hard that he could hardly see his eyes. Hearing this, he waved his hands repeatedly: "How could it be possible? How could it be possible? When I was in Chang'an, I heard that Xiao Mansion's wine is the best in the world. Now that I can taste it, I can't help but wish for it!"

"Haha, everyone Xin is really good at talking. No wonder the business is so big! Please!"

"Master Marquis, please!"

The wine is steamed wine, with a rich and mellow aroma. The tea is fried tea, with a long flavor.

Xiao Han couldn't remember what was said at the wine table. He only remembered that the person opposite him spoke very nicely and made you feel very comfortable without even realizing it! And once you feel comfortable, it's much easier to drink!

After waking up from alcohol the next day, Xiao Han held his head and wondered: How could this fat man drink so well? He seemed to be the first person in the Tang Dynasty to drink himself down. Could it be that this fat man had everything in his belly?

Is it wine?

But thinking about last night's scene again, Xiao Han suddenly remembered a detail. The fat man always seemed to use his sleeves to cover himself when drinking... If he didn't understand that he was being cheated, Xiao Han's life would have been in vain!

"This damn profiteer! You actually lied to me!" He cursed angrily, and Xiao Han tried hard to get off the bed, but suddenly he saw Xiaodong and Lengzi carrying something into the house.

"Hey? Xiaodong, what is this? How do you move it into the house?"

Xiaodong struggled to put the wooden box in the corner, wiped his sweat and said to Xiao Han strangely: "Master Hou, have you drunk too much? Didn't you give the manufacturing rights of carts and cement to that guy named Xinpeng yesterday?

These are the deposits he sent!"


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