If I had known earlier, I would have asked for less. One hundred taels of silver is enough to buy a courtyard with three entrances and three exits in the town, and hire a few maids.
"Actually, if it doesn't work... eighty taels will do. Sister, you are in this business, so you must know better than me. My Ganoderma lucidum is genuine and definitely worth the price."
Seeing that the woman didn't speak for a long time, Zhang Cong suddenly became anxious: "Sister, fifty taels, can you do that?"
Suddenly, the woman began to laugh.
It seems that although the person in front of me knows the goods, he does not understand the market. In this case, I am worrying too much.
"Qing'er, go to the accountant to pay."
"One hundred taels, do you want a check or cash?"
You should know that one hundred taels of silver weighs six kilograms (one kilogram is sixteen taels), which is extremely inconvenient to carry on your body and can easily be robbed.
Zhang Cong was also shocked.
One hundred taels...and you got it just like that?
He was ecstatic in his heart and said quickly: "Thank you sister, actually I planned to sell this Ganoderma lucidum for 50 taels, but I didn't expect you to give me such a high price."
This is such a silly boy. My sister thought to herself, "It's okay. I won't bargain for this thing. One hundred taels will be one hundred taels."
"Thank you sister, I will come to you to sell them later!"
Again?
The woman's expression suddenly changed and she quickly said: "Do you still have such Ganoderma lucidum at home?"
Zhang Cong thought about it, yes or no?
Although there is no Ganoderma lucidum, but I have a small white bottle, I just need to go to the back mountain to find a Ganoderma lucidum seedling, put it in the pot and drip half a bottle of spiritual liquid, and it will be a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
He nodded solemnly and said yes, and he would get as much as he wanted.
"Bragging you!"
At this time, Qing'er came over with a banknote and said, "How can you have so many of such precious Ganoderma lucidum? Our Herbal Medicine Hall has not seen it even once in several years."
Zhang Cong took the banknote, touched his head honestly, and said I didn't lie to you, I really have it at home.
My sister said at this time: "If you still have such Ganoderma lucidum, you can come to my store to sell it next time."
"With the same quality, I can give you two hundred taels next time."
Zhang Cong was confused. She had just received the one hundred taels, and now she wanted to recycle the two hundred taels without limit?
Thinking about the little white bottle at home, wouldn’t I have made a fortune?
He hurriedly put the banknotes away, nodded as if he was talking, and trotted away.
…
Zhang Cong would not understand the principle that a common man is not guilty but he is guilty of carrying a jade.
Although Zhang Cong was extremely happy with the hundred taels of silver notes in his arms, he did not dare to reveal anything when he approached the village.
He was just walking in the village pretending to have nothing to do. From time to time, someone would discuss the fruit of his pear tree on the road, causing hundreds of insects to fight.
Zhang Cong ignored others, but couldn't help but pause when passing Aunt Cuihua's house. Then he thought of the precious banknotes in his arms, and he didn't dare to delay.
After returning home, Zhang Cong carefully placed the banknote under his pillow, and then lay on the bed comfortably, with a smile on his lips.
Zhang Cong murmured to himself: "One hundred taels! It's enough for me to live a good life. I also want to marry Xiaohua back, but grandma can't enjoy this good life."
He calmed down when he thought about his grandmother, who had died not long ago.
He and his grandmother have been dependent on each other for more than 20 years, but they have not allowed the elderly woman to enjoy one day of his blessings. This is Zhang Cong's biggest regret.
Clenching his fists, Zhang Cong got up again, took out a ten-tael banknote, and immediately went to Wang Shijiang's Lane.
Stonemason Wang is a well-known stonemason in the village. His main job is to erect monuments and build tombs for people in the village. His craftsmanship is excellent, but his fees are a bit expensive. He has a great reputation in the countryside, and ordinary people cannot afford it.
he.
As soon as I walked into the gate, I heard a clanking sound. The yard was full of dust. Stonemason Wang was carving left and right on a big stone with a chisel. In a short time, the prototype of a stone tablet was ready.
When Stonemason Wang was able to breathe, Zhang Cong stepped forward and said, "Mason Wang, I want to erect a monument for my grandmother."
He knew Zhang Cong. When he heard that Zhang Cong was going to erect a monument, he was a little confused and asked, "Your grandmother has been gone for more than half a year before she thought of erecting a monument?"
"The fees here are very expensive."
The implication is that if Zhang Cong has no money, he should not cause trouble.
Zhang Cong held the banknote in his arms and said, "What kind of stone is this?"
Looking at the jet black stone that Stonemason Wang was carving, he was a little confused. This black stone looked pretty good.
"This is Wujin Stone. Go and take a look. There are bluestones and miscellaneous stones nearby, which are cheaper."
"How much does a piece of black gold stone like this cost?"
Zhang Cong pointed and asked.
Wang Shijiang wanted to laugh a little in his heart. He didn't think Zhang Cong could afford this stone, so his tone became a little arrogant, "This Wujin Stone has to be mined from Nanlong Town, two hundred miles away, and it will take three days to rush it over."
Days of time.”
Then, he raised two fingers and said, "This price."
Zhang Cong was suddenly startled, "Twenty taels?"
If it is twenty taels, the money I bring is really not enough.
"Two taels."
Two taels of silver to make a stone tablet is already considered a sky-high price in the eyes of ordinary people. You must know that an ordinary house only costs four to five taels of silver. This stone tablet would cost half a house. Except for some squires,
Rich man, who can afford such expensive stones?
Zhang Cong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said: "It's too cheap. Grandma didn't let her enjoy the blessings during her lifetime. She must leave in glory after her death. Is there any better stone?"
"Boy from the Zhang family, are you trying to make fun of me?"
Wang Shijiang was stunned, two taels of silver was still too cheap? Who in the ten villages and eight villages didn’t know that Zhang Cong was a pauper?
Snapped!
Zhang Cong suddenly slapped the silver note on the stone, and the big characters "Twelve Liang of Silver" immediately caught his eye. Wang Shijiang hurriedly picked up the silver note...
This feeling...
This font...
It’s a bank note from the Wan Guan Bank in town, that’s right!
"You...where did you get so much money?"
"You don't have to worry about it. I heard that you can not only erect monuments here, but also build tombs?"
After seeing the money, Stonemason Wang knew that this was a big deal, so he quickly put down the work at hand and did not dare to slack off at all.
"Yes! Boy from the Zhang family, have you made a fortune recently?"
"Just build it according to the highest standards. I want the stone to be better than Wujin Stone. My grandma likes sycamore trees. You can build a back garden for me next to the grave, plant some sycamore trees, flowers and plants, and build a pavilion."
Zhang Cong spoke according to his idea, which made Wang Shijiang stare.
"Are you building a tomb or building a palace...?"
You must know that the only stone tablet better than Wujin Stone is natural jade. Such a large piece of natural jade costs at least four taels of silver. Except for princes and generals, ordinary people will not be so extravagant.
As for planting trees, building a back garden, and even repairing a pavilion, the cost is probably not worth ten taels of silver.
"Just tell me if it can be repaired?"
Of course! Although the cost is higher, it also means that his profit is higher. According to Zhang Cong, if he takes over the job, the profit will be at least five taels of silver. After accepting the order,
I don't have to work for three months.
"Yes, of course I can!" Wang Shijiang grinned, thinking that the situation was really changing, and this boy had indeed made a fortune, "But you have to pay more."
"How much more?"
"This..." Stonemason Wang clasped his fingers and tried: "The stone stele is made of the best jade, four taels. The sycamore tree is more expensive, and the pavilion also costs four taels. I also need to hire a carpenter and a gardener. In addition,
The salary... still needs to be increased by sixty taels?"
After calculation, sixteen taels of silver is not much.
"These ten taels of silver are settled money. Tomorrow I will give you another ten taels of silver note and dig a fish pond for me. Is that enough?"
Zhang Cong suddenly remembered that he liked to eat fish when he was a child. Every time his grandmother would carry herbs and go to a sick fishmonger's house to exchange for a carp.
"Enough...enough! For twenty taels, the pavilion and chairs will all be made of fine golden nanmu!"
After thinking for a while, Zhang Cong said, I will do as you say!
After sending Zhang Cong away, Wang Shijiang couldn't calm down while holding the bank note for a long time!
It only costs twenty taels of silver to build a tomb? You must know that twenty taels of silver is enough to build three courtyards! When did this boy from this family become so rich?
