Zhang Zhou went downstairs and left without talking to Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng offered to send Zhang Zhou off in a carriage, but Zhang Zhou declined.
He has no intention of doing business with Zhu Feng in the future. How can a Gongsheng student think that he has the ability to do business with a child of the Duke's family? With Zhu Feng's appearance, he is not a good choice for a business partner.
After Zhang Zhou left, Zhu Feng said excitedly to the woman on the side, "Tong'er, I said that the fortune teller was right. I will make money this year. I will go and invest a few thousand dan." The food is back."
The woman glared at him and said, "What a prodigal son who was laughed at said, you also believe that you have lost all the wealth your father left to you, you are just like him. Are you willing?"
Zhu Feng recalled the scene of the previous meeting with Zhang Zhou, narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Zhang is a charming man, he will not lie to me. I will go now."
Seeing her husband talking like this, the woman couldn't help but shudder.
She probably thought of something not very good, but when she saw Zhu Feng running excitedly to do some rice and grain business, she was really too lazy to take care of it.
She looked out the window, trying to calm down her fluctuating heart.
"Even if he is a child of the Duke, he is not a worm, let alone a worm." The woman felt very unhappy, probably because her married life made her very unhappy, and at this time Gaotai came down to pick her up. The people who returned to the Duke's mansion were already waiting, and even her personal maid came up with her.
"Miss, where is the young master?"
The maid was holding a food box in her hand. She had obviously prepared something to eat before. When she came up, she didn't see Zhu Feng. He was very careful, for fear that Zhu Feng would suddenly come out.
"The man left" the woman was very angry.
The maid then dared to say a little louder, "Young Master, too, I will take you out for an autumn outing to climb high and look far away. How come you won't find the vixen again when you are gone alone?"
The woman stared at her and asked, "Can you speak?"
The maid stuck out her tongue, probably because she had a good relationship with her own lady, and she muttered, "Maybe she is a male vixen"
The master and servant were about to get off the platform.
But it was the woman who passed by where Zhang Zhou was sitting just now and looked down to see the book resting on her butt on the ground.
The maid quickly picked up the book and said, "Miss, someone left this book behind. It doesn't belong to the young master, but I have never seen him reading."
The woman immediately understood that Zhang Zhou had left it behind just now. She thought that since she didn't remember to take it away, it probably wasn't something important, so she ignored it, but the maid opened it and glanced at it a few times.
"Oops"
The reaction of the maid when she saw the book was not much different from that of ordinary girls when they saw the book.
The woman came to the stairs and asked, "What's wrong?"
The maid said, "This book contains a lot of filthy words. It's really dirty."
He said this, but he didn't want to put the book away, and still clenched it tightly, probably because he wanted to take it back and slowly appreciate this "dirty" book.
“Nothing is rightShape, I guess that the Zhang family is not a gentleman. He usually carries some filthy things with him and likes to gather people into groups. "The woman was not so much scolding Zhang Zhou as she was scolding Zhu Feng.
After saying that, she led the maid into the carriage.
The woman was always there on the carriage. Looking out the window and enjoying the scenery along the way, the little maid who usually chirped did not make any sound. When I turned around, I found that the little maid who had just been scolding the book was reading it carefully
"It's not a dirty word, but it's still a good idea."
"Miss, you don't know. It's quite interesting if you look closely. It's a bit like the Water Margin I've heard before. Miss, what is this word? I don't know. "Knowing each other"
In the blink of an eye, it is late August.
Zhang Zhou has rarely gone out these days. While waiting for the results of the provincial examination to be released, he is also calmly waiting for the Huanghuai River to burst its embankments, so that his own food He could sell it at a good price, and he usually prepared his publishing business plan at home.
But on this day, Jiang Dezhong was busy all morning. At noon, he had two small dishes and a small drink at home. The shopkeeper hurried back.
“Master, something happened. "The shopkeeper couldn't even breathe.
Jiang Dezhong looked calm and calm, "If you want Mount Tai to collapse before it changes color, it's because the wine in the vat is muddy or the song is moldy."
The shopkeeper He said, "No, it was the merchants from the north who said that in the past few days, the Yellow River burst, water transportation from the north to the south was interrupted again, grain from the Jianghuai River could not be transferred, and the price of rice in the city rose by 20% in one day. ”
“What”
Jiang Dezhong stood up.
Before he could issue further instructions, his son Jiang Shanquan also came back from outside. Shouting “Father. "
"My father knows that the Huanghuai River has burst its embankments, and the grain supply from the north cannot be transferred. The price of grain has gone up, right? Oh, Bingkuan said it all. I don't know where he learned it. The news is quick. Call him. My father wants to ask him. "
Suddenly, it seems that Zhang Zhou has become an important figure.
"Father, even if there is a flood in the north and grain cannot be transferred, the south of the Yangtze River is a land of fish and rice, and the price of grain can rise to Why don't we take the opportunity to sell the accumulated old rice?"
"Hey, this is a good idea, isn't it? Let me think about it first. "
After Jiang Dezhong listened to his son's words, he thought about it and it made sense. Nanjing's food is mainly produced and sold in the south of the Yangtze River. It doesn't seem to have much to do with the floods in the north. It's better to take advantage of the chaotic news outside. You can make money by selling the accumulated Chen rice
What's wrong?
"It's Bingkuan, has Bingkuan been here these days?" Jiang Dezhong suddenly saw this son-in-law in his eyes
Jiang Shanquan said, "He stores all the grain in the big warehouse, and I haven't asked him for storage money yet. I mentioned it to him once before, and he laughed at me. Recently, he has been talking about it." He didn't show his face, and with his laid-back nature, he was not business material at all. "
Jiang Dezhong said angrily, "Can you have some confidence in your brother-in-law? He has calculated in advance that the price of food will rise."
As he was talking again, the accountant from the warehouse outside came.
The accountant said, "Master, young master, there are several grain boats coming up the river. They are all carrying grain. They also said that it is this year's new grain and they can sell it to us at a fair price. Do you want it?" "
Jiang Shanquan said, "Dad, look, it has only been half a day, and the price of food has returned to its original state. If you expect to make money by listening to your son-in-law Chenglong Kuai, I think there is no chance in this life. "< /p>
"Hey."
Jiang Dezhong was about to increase his confidence in Zhang Zhou. He wanted to use some tricky angles to make him feel that Zhang Zhou was okay. He gradually recognized that this son-in-law was not even a man. confidence.
"Master, do we want those boatloads of rice?"
"No, the rice in our warehouse hasn't been sold yet. I think you guys are eating it too." If you are full, if the price of rice has not doubled in the future, don’t come to see me and ask me to bring you two more dishes."
Afternoon.
While Zhang Zhou was writing at home, Jiang Pingyu took her son to the street and came back with half a bag of rice.
“Isn’t there still rice at home?” Zhang Zhou put down his pen and stood up to help Jiang Pingyu take the rice bag and hold it in his hand, “Besides, there are still hundreds of us in your father’s warehouse. Where's Shi Mi?"
Jiang Pingyu felt very conflicted. She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't seem to laugh. She said, "Husband, I went out for a while and heard rumors outside that there is a flood in the north. , now the neighbors in the street are rushing to buy rice for their homes. I have to rush to grab some cheap ones. Those who go to the shop later will pay 30% more, and the counter says they are sold out. "
"Oh. It's good that the water has finally come out. It's good." Zhang Zhou said with emotion that learning history is indeed useful.
Jiang Pingyu asked, "Do you want to inform your father?"
Zhang Zhou curled his lips and said, "Your family is in the brewing business, and they usually deal with rice merchants. Will he know if the price rises? Let’s continue to live our lives. When the price of food triples, I will go to the house and sell all the rice in the warehouse. "Please remember to bookmark the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading