Wu Jie only knew that he was a stingy man, but he did not know that he was more famous for being petty, jealous, and vengeful than being stingy.
A few years ago, when Dr. Wu came to sell medicine, he aggressively lowered the price and suffered a lot of losses with his sarcastic remarks. As a result, within a few days, Du Yu, the head-hunter, started to trouble him. Only then did he realize that this was the case.
The Wu family and the Du family were close friends for eight years, and one of their sworn brothers was Lin Xiucai.
Naturally, a mere drugstore owner couldn't fight against the county's arrester, and he couldn't offend a scholar who had studied in the county government. So he looked down upon others and had to apologize to Dr. Wu and doubled the compensation for the drug.
payment.
Wu Jie didn't take this matter seriously. In his opinion, bargaining is a natural thing when doing business. If you bargain too harshly, it can only be said to be greedy, and it is not a big deal.
But for the petty Shopkeeper Wang, this is a hatred that is enough to make him gnash his teeth!
In normal times, with the Du family and the Lin family as his backers, he could only endure it no matter how much he gritted his teeth, and would never dare to touch Wu Jie's hair. But this time Wu Jie came alone at night, and the value he brought was extremely high.
The rare medicinal materials made him unable to help but have other thoughts...
There was no light in the room, and Shopkeeper Wang was sitting alone in the darkness, meditating. He hesitated because he was considering a more serious matter and could not make a decision easily.
"The humiliation of the Wu family must be avenged! But... if the news leaks out, then Du Yu will not be easy to deal with..."
Shopkeeper Wang's face changed again and again, sometimes angry and sometimes nervous, sometimes fierce and sometimes worried. His resentment towards the Wu family, his fear of Du Yu and Lin Xiucai, his expectation of revenge, his worry about risks... He had thought about it all.
After half an hour, I finally made up my mind.
"Never mind! Since this kid came to our door alone, God wants to kill him! Otherwise, why didn't he go to Du Yu first and come to me instead? This must be God's will!"
Shopkeeper Wang's face was full of viciousness, he went out with a lantern and didn't come back until late at night.
He didn't bring his companions with him, so no one knew where he went during this time, but he was in particularly good spirits the next morning, as if he had taken some big tonic and was full of energy.
After entertaining Wu Jie for breakfast at his home, he led two waiters and accompanied Wu Jie to the bank to withdraw money.
Dong Chu's state-owned bank was run by the imperial court. It only had two businesses: custody and exchange. Custody was naturally about keeping gold and silver, while exchange was about exchanging the scattered gold and silver from the people for gold and silver of the same standard as gold and silver stamped with the official seal.
.Because the gold and silver ingots have official silver on them, they are called gold-grained silver.
Patterned gold and patterned silver are of high purity and fine workmanship, and are very popular. Folks like to use them in large-scale transactions, and wealthy people are even more keen to collect them. Wu Jie also collected some patterned silver at home, but the quantity is not large - maybe not yet.
He earned more this time.
This world does not have the weird sixteen-two-eight-tael system in ancient China on earth. Both food and gold and silver use a unified decimal system. Eight hundred taels is eighty kilograms. Each large silver ingot weighs one kilogram, and eighty ingots of silver are neatly arranged.
After waiting in four rows, Wu Jie was a little stunned.
No matter in his previous life or this life, he has never seen so much silver.
"My dear nephew, do you want to go back with your uncle's truck?" Shopkeeper Wang said with a kind smile, "Eighty pounds is not heavy, but it is not light. The Wu family has enough weight in Anfeng County.
It’s twenty miles away, and it’s quite difficult to carry it all the way back. My family happens to have a car that goes to that area to buy bamboo charcoal, and I can give you a ride along the way.”
Wu Jie was about to refuse, but he persuaded again: "Eight hundred taels of silver is not a small amount. It is not safe to be alone. The more people you have, the more people you need to take care of you. I know that you are sworn to your brother Du Baantou and he is very skilled in martial arts, but he is a member of the public family."
, it’s inconvenient to leave the county, so it’s better not to trouble him.”
This makes sense, but Wu Jie is not worried about safety issues.
With Wu Shaoxia's current ability, ordinary robbers are vulnerable to a single blow. As for those masters who can't even defeat him - how capable can they be for a mere eight hundred taels of silver? How desperate do those top masters have to be?
Even eight hundred taels of silver have to be robbed!
But as the saying goes, hospitality is hard to deny. There is nothing he must do in the county now, so it would be good to just hitch a ride with the drugstore.
"Then can you wait for me? I'm going to buy something to take home..."
"Good nephew! I'm not talking too much, uncle. Why are you wasting it? Your Wu family has no worries about food and clothing. You have no shortage of food and clothing. What do you want to buy? Listen to your uncle's advice and take all the money back.
Come on. Nothing is more practical than bringing money home!"
These words were very typical of Shopkeeper Wang. Wu Jie guessed that this stingy man was probably unwilling to waste time and was too lazy to argue over such a trivial matter, so he simply followed his advice and took the wooden box containing eight hundred taels of silver.
Got in the car.
This car is quite old, but it is still sturdy. There is not a single passenger in the car, and the driver is also the person responsible for receiving the goods, so Shopkeeper Wang can pay less salary.
"As expected, he is known as a miser!" After Wu Jie learned about this, he couldn't help but sigh, "If this old guy was born on earth, he would definitely have something in common with Terry Gou!"
The cart pulled by the horse was so slow that it was even slower than a person walking at a brisk pace. However, the driver was obviously an expert at this. He walked steadily along the way, making Wu Jie feel very comfortable sitting in the cart.
Not only did the bumps not cause him any discomfort, but it made him feel very comfortable. In addition, the weather was very good today, and the sun was shining warmly on his body, so he gradually became a little sleepy.
Sleeping in broad daylight is really not a good habit, so Wu Jie did not simply lie down in the empty carriage to sleep, but started talking to Jasmine in his mind.
Since he completed the elixir refining, his whole person has been completely transformed. His vitality is so full that he can enter and leave the World of Heavenly Book at will, and he can also talk to Jasmine in the World of Heavenly Book at any time without worrying about excessive consumption of vitality and injuring his body.
So when he had nothing to do, he would chat with Jasmine, which was similar to how friends talked on the phone in his previous life.
As the pet raised by the Supreme God in the past, Jasmine's status in the sect was not low at that time. She often talked with her disciples and grandchildren, and therefore learned a lot of strange things. Wu Jie often talked about these things with her in his spare time.
To deepen his understanding of the world of cultivating immortals, so as not to be blinded, and secondly, to try to understand the mentality of cultivators through Jasmine - the latter is secondary, because he estimated that Jasmine's moral values are probably even in the world of cultivating immortals.
I'm afraid it's also very strange...
The chatting time always passed quickly, and it was noon before we knew it. The boy Zhao Er parked the carriage on the side of the road to let the packhorse rest, and Wu Jie and he also took advantage of this time to have lunch.
"Brother Zhao, do you often walk this road? I see that you are very skilled at driving." Wu Jie asked casually during a break after dinner.
"I do go often, because I often need to purchase goods - but this time it's really strange. There is obviously a lot of bamboo charcoal in the store, so why are you in a hurry to purchase goods?" Zhao Er, who was short and dark, smiled very honestly.
"This is not like the shopkeeper's habit..."
Wu Jie was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.
Shopkeeper Wang's stinginess is well known to everyone. Bamboo charcoal, a medicinal material that is not widely used but is not expensive, does not seem to be suitable for hoarding. So why should he rush to purchase it when there is still a lot in the warehouse?
"Is it possible that he got the news that the price of bamboo charcoal will increase?" Before Zhao Er could answer, Wu Jie denied this conjecture himself. Bamboo charcoal is just made from bamboo, which is almost the best and most popular species in the world.
There is no shortage of wood.
"Who knows? Anyway, the shopkeeper wants to purchase goods, so I will go and purchase goods." Zhao Er smiled naively, not caring at all.
Wu Jie just thought about it for a moment and put the matter aside. Anyway, whether the price of bamboo charcoal is going to increase or not, it has nothing to do with him. Doctor Wu is a responsible person and concentrates on running a medicine shop and never gets involved in other businesses. Even if the price of bamboo charcoal increases,
, they also get no additional benefits.
As for the price increase of bamboo charcoal, it may become unavailable - there is a large bamboo forest outside Wujiaji, and the bamboo charcoal produced by Wujia Pharmacy is always made by itself, so there is no need to worry about running out of stock.
After resting for a while, the carriage continued to set off. Around Youshi, it came to the three-way intersection leading to Wujiaji. Once here, it was no longer along the way.
Wu Jie thanked Zhao Er, carried the box and set off on his own, heading towards the town.
It was about ten miles from here to the town. If he walked slowly at his pace, he would be home for dinner.
But before he had walked two miles, he heard something in the woods on the road ahead.
He looked over there suspiciously and saw that there seemed to be a lot of people in the forest.
Could it be a robber? But isn't this road always peaceful?
Just as Wu Jie was wondering, a loud roar came from the woods, and six or so men in tattered clothes carrying short sticks and long sticks, led by a big man carrying a knife, rushed out and blocked his way.
"I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to live forever, I will leave money to buy the road!" The big man waved his hand, and a thin man with a rough voice waved a short wooden stick in his hand and shouted viciously, "If you
If he refuses, he will be killed or buried!"
What a robber!
Wu Jie was stunned for several seconds, and then burst into laughter.
"I've been thinking about finding a few robbers to try my skills these days, but I didn't expect that a robber actually came to my door..." He placed the heavy box on the ground, moved his hands and feet casually a few times, and raised his fingers towards the robbers.
, "Come here! I just want to see how you kill and bury them!"
Before he finished speaking, he was already rushing towards the robbers like a tiger descending a mountain.
