When he heard Zhang Shou ask something to himself, Lu Sanlang recovered from his resentment and quickly raised his head: "Young gentleman, you want to ask me something? What is it?"
"I was eating and talking at the same time. I was hungry after class all morning. I don't have the rule of not eating or sleeping."
Zhang Shou sat down as he spoke. Seeing Lu Sanlang, he immediately agreed and sat down opposite him without any hesitation. As soon as his sleeves were rolled up, he picked up the chopsticks and started to eat the mutton. He also started to eat a few slices of winter melon and a few slices of duck blood.
Then he asked: "How did you manage your previous Sansan Bookstore?"
Lu Sanlang didn't expect Zhang Shou to ask this. He had just blanched a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth. He almost got burned. After he finally swallowed the meat with a breath of cool air, he quickly poured himself a cup of tea, and then lifted the
At the beginning, he said proudly: "I wanted to prove to my father that I was capable, so I opened a bookstore in Beijing and hired several scholars to write legendary books."
As he spoke, his eyes lit up and his chopsticks began to dance: "Didn't Emperor Taizu write Journey to the West? It took a long time for a chapter to come out from the palace. Paper is really expensive in the capital. Although I have never written a book.
I still have the skills and taste in reading, so I spent three years secretly interviewing many scholars before hiring these people."
"Don't look at how famous people like Patriarch Ge are. If you want to talk about the books that sell well... Hey, apart from the books and annotations on the Four Books and Five Classics, there are just these short story books like mine! Miss Zhu probably doesn't know that she changed them
Du Shiniang's book was also printed by my bookstore! Hey, she was very generous. She printed a thousand books and gave her a lot of money."
Zhang Shou suddenly laughed. So, can Lu Sanlang be considered a well-known publisher in the novel industry of the Ming Dynasty?
No wonder the gang of dandies in Cuiyunjian helped Ge Yong seal the book until the end, and all their business was taken away by Lu Sanlang!
He also cooked a few pieces of mutton and dipped them in sesame sauce and ate them, and then asked: "Besides the bookstore, what other businesses do you have?"
If it were anyone else, Lu Sanlang would really be too lazy to show off - in those aristocratic families, people like Zhang Chen lived solely on their family's money, while unpopular people like Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu were just wandering around to fight in the autumn wind. He told these people that they would be self-reliant and self-sufficient.
, to make some achievements in the future and let his family see it, it is simply playing the piano to others. But Zhang Shou is different, he is very willing to show off himself in front of the other party.
He diligently poured a cup of tea for Zhang Shou, and then he chuckled: "Young sir, don't believe it, this is the Tingyu Xiaozhu in an elegant place in the capital, and I have 40% of my shares there."
Although he was deliberately showing off, seeing that Zhang Shou was a little confused, Lu Sanpang couldn't help but want to slap himself on the forehead in annoyance. Zhang Shou had only been in the capital for a few days, and the emperor had packed him into the Imperial College. How could he go to a place like that?
Thinking that although Zhang Shou was superior to him in appearance, talent and knowledge, he was definitely not as good as him in knowledge, he became energetic and quickly explained vividly.
"Sir, that is an elegant place to listen to the piano, recite poems, and enjoy singing and dancing. Not to mention the dignitaries in the capital, even the talented people who come to the capital to take the exam are often proud to listen to a piece of music in Tingyu Xiaozhu.
Listening to the piano and playing chess, calligraphy and painting, and talking about poetry, just the two afternoon classes at Banshan Hall, if it weren’t for your strict orders, Mr. Xiao, maybe someone would be tempted to invite someone from Tingyu Xiaozhu."
Zhang Shou, who had just pretended not to understand, had actually understood for a long time. This kind of place with a rather mysterious name is most likely a place where skin trading is done under the guise of elegance - well, it can also be said a little nicer.
, it is not a trade of skin and flesh, but a trade of souls and flesh. Before the physical relationship, there must be a so-called exchange of souls.
Of course, in places like this, there are probably people who work as artists but don't sell themselves.
Before he could speak, Lu Sanlang had already said mysteriously: "Sir, do you want me to take you to see some things tomorrow?"
"Oh, yes." Zhang Shou nodded calmly, "Since it is such an elegant place, I will call Yingying with me later."
Lu Sanlang almost choked to death while swallowing a piece of mutton.
Call... Zhu Ying? Does Zhang Shou know where that place is? Even if Tingyu Xiaozhu is not like those low-rise brothels, there are women everywhere with heavy makeup and beautiful flowers. It is indeed elegant and elegant.
Funny, you love me... you will never let a man stay overnight, but it is essentially a place for fun!
Miss Zhu is well-known as a bad guest in the romantic circles of the capital. I remember when she disguised herself as a man and wandered around. An elegant and noble oiran who had countless servants became a businessman's concubine.
Several noble princes in the industry hurriedly redeemed themselves and betrothed themselves to a poor scholar. Anyway, it was a real mess.
Of course, that is also because among the people who were fascinated by the two popular brothel beauties, there happened to be Zhu Er...
So, Lu Sanlang, who managed to swallow the food by pressing his chest, and then drank a sip of hot tea to calm down, quickly said with a smile on his face: "I got it wrong, how can such an arty place be suitable for you, young gentleman?"
Is this kind of immortal spirit really going to banish immortals? Let’s go back to Yunzhong Temple, which was visited by Emperor Taizu..."
Zhang Shou did not follow Lu Sanlang's example. Seeing that he was obviously frightened by his words about taking Zhu Ying with him, he interrupted calmly: "What I'm more curious about is the kind of dignitaries and men of letters.
How did you get 40% of dry shares when everyone is flocking to this place?"
"Is this..."
Unexpectedly, this was what Zhang Shou was interested in. Lu Sanlang's eyes suddenly rolled around. The mutton and vegetables that he thought were fresh and tender just now had no taste at all. He was full of regrets.
That's enough. Zhang Shou, who doesn't stick to books about sages and sages, would certainly not care about writing legendary novels, but why would he brag about it in such a romantic place?
If he had really succeeded in bewitching Zhang Shou just now, he could guarantee that as soon as he and Zhang Shou showed up in Tingyu Xiaozhu, Zhu Ying would definitely knock on the door, and that would be a disaster!
He thought again and again, and considering the consequences of the words Tingyu Xiaozhu appearing in Zhu Ying's ears, he finally said honestly: "The owner of Tingyu Xiaozhu, ordinary people think he is the richest man in the capital."
Wan Yuanbao, but in fact, there is someone behind that guy. Mr. Weinan Bo Zhang Kang, have you ever heard of him?"
The person named Zhang...well, Zhu Ying mentioned it at the beginning. I remember he was a barbarian whose real name is now rarely remembered. He saved Emperor Ruizhong several times and was even seriously injured for it? Zhang Shou thought and nodded, but
He didn't say how much he knew.
Since Lu Sanlang knew that Zhang Shou had heard of this name, he had no choice but to omit the shocking story about ghosts and gods that was on his lips. He just smiled and said: "In short, I saved Weinan Bo Zhang Kang by some strange combination of circumstances."
He originally wanted to transfer all of Tingyu Xiaozhu to me, but I refused to take it. He thought I was quite generous, so he gave me 40% of Tingyu Xiaozhu's shares."
A noble man with a barbarian background is now running the most elegant place of romance in the entire capital of the Ming Dynasty?
Zhang Shou thought it was funny, but then he felt that the little fat man of the Lu family was really a very smart and contented person. If it were most people, the things that others would give back to them for saving their lives would be like this in the capital.
With such a great reputation, you might be able to accept it with peace of mind and joy.
He picked up a piece of fresh duck blood, ate it thoughtfully, and then asked with a smile: "According to this, Tingyu Xiaozhu should give you interest regularly based on the 40% of the shares you are allocated.
?That’s a lot of money. You may look ridiculous on the surface, but you’re actually very smart. You’re not one of those guys who indulges in sex and squandering. Where did you spend the money?”
Although Lu Sanlang, who had been poked in the spine since he was a child, had received a lot of praise in recent days, when he heard Zhang Shou praising him for being smart, Lu Sanlang still couldn't help but smile.
"Little sir, you have to keep it a secret for me. I have never told anyone else. I am not like Zhang Chen, an arrogant prodigal who leads people around all day long. I have not spent any money at all."
He paused for a moment, and then proudly showed off: "With the dividends in the first year, my bookstore has grown from one to four, and at the same time, from the first four scholars to the later twenty scholars, just like this, the money is paid back."
Before I spent all the money, I bought another two hundred acres of land in the suburbs."
"In the second year, the dividends, the income from the bookshop and the money from the farm were added together, which was almost half the amount in the first year. I originally wanted to buy land, but I thought my parents were here. If I bought too much private property, I would have to turn back.
My father found out that he was biased towards my two brothers, and I suffered a huge loss, so I bought two shops on Qianmen Street and asked Uncle Weinan to help me find a safe bank to save the remaining money."
"You know, in the bank, the money is cashed on demand and anonymously. No one knows that the money is mine."
Lu Sanlang said and smiled at Zhang Shoule: "Thanks to Emperor Taizu, the money saved in the bank still has interest. That little money alone, plus my mother's private supplement to my pocket, is enough for my annual expenses. Now the third
I haven’t received the three years’ dividends yet. You know, Tingyu Xiaozhu has become more and more prosperous year by year in the past five years. I estimate that the amount of money I will receive will be this amount!”
Seeing Lu Sanlang proudly holding out five fingers, Zhang Shou couldn't help but sigh to himself, this little fat guy can really keep his head clear after getting rich. In this era when parents are not allowed to buy private property, there are too many properties.
, it was probably to make wedding clothes for brothers.
He gave Lu Sanlang a thumbs up, and then said: "Now that you have transformed from a prodigal to a genius, you have moved out of the house again, and you and your father are really at loggerheads. You have to plan for the future carefully, and don't just be angry.
Angry."
When talking about the future, Lu Sanlang suddenly had a long face. He was not worried about property. What he was worried about now was marriage!
At the beginning, he thought he was pretending to pursue Zhu Ying very well, but he was tricked by his father. Now he feels ashamed when he thinks about it. Moreover, his reputation as a prodigal son has been spread for so long, and he has not heard anything about it.
The girl at home fell in love with his rumors!
Therefore, Lu Sanlang completely forgot that he came to Zhang Shou to volunteer and try to find out the person behind the threat to Zhang Shou with the sword, and he became depressed.
"What I hate the most is that getting married these days is inseparable from the orders of my parents and the words of a matchmaker. My mother has it easier. When I think of my father, if he does anything else, I will be forced to marry any family.
I'm bored to death if I haven't seen the girl, otherwise I wouldn't move out of my house!" Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of a certain rumor that he coerced and induced some people to find out when he was in Cuiyunjian.
At that time, when Zhang Shou was still pretending to be an old gentleman, it is said that he promised a few people to find suitable marriage partners for them?
His eyes suddenly shone, and he didn't care about eating at all. He stared at Zhang Shou with both eyes: "Master Tiandi Jun, my father seems to be quite afraid of you, Mr. Xiao. Why don't you find one for me?"
A solid marriage? I don’t have high requirements, it doesn’t matter if the girl has no money or family status, as long as she is innocent and cute, treats me well, and is willing to live with me!”
Isn’t this just because you want to find an innocent and cute girl?
Zhang Shoudun couldn't laugh or cry. I asked you to plan for the future because I hope to persuade you, a rich man, to get this year's dividends and give me, a poor man, an angel investment. How could I become responsible for being a matchmaker for you just by saying that?