Chapter 900: Sitting up Startled in a Dying Illness

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Menzi was taken aback, looking at the merchant with a hesitant look on his face.

"Accept... What are you collecting?"

Dingxing County does not have any special products, that is, grain...

Of course, this is a remote small county in Baoding Prefecture, and it is not a thoroughfare, so, except for some local merchants, there are very few merchants from other places.

Even if there are merchants coming, they will bring the goods into the county... As for taking them out...

Anyway, this guy has been squatting here for more than ten years, and he hasn't seen anyone rushing to collect food...

Menzi looked hesitant.

Now the old man is still seriously ill.

At this time, it is inconvenient to meet outsiders.

He said to the merchant: "My grandfather is ill..."

"But I don't know if the grand master of the Zunfu is here?" The merchant was anxious.

Doing things like buying and selling is about business opportunities. Once it is delayed, it will be bad. Who knows if Cheng Yaojin will come out halfway. Most of the land around here belongs to the Fang family, and the strength of the Fang family Strong, come to think of it... there is surplus food, if you miss it, you will miss it.

Menzi hesitated and said, "The Elder Master is waiting on the sickbed..."

"However... how about the villain go and report?"

Menzi's words turned quickly, because a piece of silver had already fallen into his hands, his eyes lit up, and with a whoosh, he rushed into it.

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Old Mr. Fang began to explain: "Only by guarding the land can you guard this family. Old man... After living for so many years, I have seen too much about the rise and fall of this family. Worry..."

"Father, stop talking." The sons all cried.

This is obviously the rhythm of explaining the funeral... Mrs. Fang, I'm afraid I won't survive.

The eldest son held Mrs. Fang's hand: "Father has to take care of this house. You don't need to tell your son about these things. Father will take good care of his illness..."

Old Master Fang smiled wryly, shook his head, but continued: "Brothers, you must be harmonious, and everything will prosper in harmony. The third wife's daughter-in-law is a little narrow-minded, third child, this man should not be subjugated to women, absolutely not Because this woman has created a estrangement with her brothers."

"Father..." The third child just cried.

A deep sense of sadness rose in Mrs. Fang's heart. What should the Fang family do when he kicked his legs... He coughed: "Nowadays, people are knives, and I am fish. I think... Your Majesty, is it now?" Bewitched by traitors, at that time, it will not only be our Fang family, but there will be no one good in the family of poems and books all over the world. But the gentry and the family are all in danger, this world...cough Cough... can the world still be peaceful? So... we must take precautions before it happens. Zhou Wu at home is quite strong, and their ancestors have been guarding our home for three generations. This person... treat him well. , recruit more farmers and let him take it with him, once the gangsters are everywhere in the future, it will be useful."

The sons felt cold when they heard it, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling, but they just kowtowed constantly: "Father..."

"It's a taboo to say these things, but when a person is about to die, his words are good, and when a bird is about to die, his song is also sad...Don't say it, the old man can't let go..."

"Grandfather, grandfather..."

The door came in rashly.

At this time, someone came suddenly, making the sons furious, the boss jumped up suddenly, and said sharply: "You bastard..."

Menzi was sweating profusely, but he said boldly: "A man came outside, he looked very bright, and said he wanted to collect food..."

He dare not directly say that he is a merchant.

The old man despised merchants the most.

The boss scolded angrily: "Dog, who cares about this at this time, get out!"

"Wait a minute..." The old man was out of breath: "Hey, why are you here? You are too reckless. You just said you, so don't be reckless...Come on, come on..."

It seems that the old man wants to set an example for the boss.

Therefore, even if the sick person is about to die, he still has a kind appearance: "The visitor is a guest, so don't neglect it."

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After a while, merchants came.

Seeing his attire, Fang's family immediately became a bit contemptuous.

This person was wearing a round neck satin shirt.

At first glance, this silk and satin is a good material, and the price is not cheap.

But he didn't wear a square scarf on his head, so he must not be a scholar. Isn't this a reader...

When Taizu Emperor Gao was there, he discriminated against merchants the most. He even stated that merchants were not allowed to sit in sedan chairs or wear silk, but... Having said that, no one strictly abides by this rule nowadays.

On the contrary, merchants dare not wear square scarves and Confucian shirts.

The boss stepped forward and said bluntly: "If you dare to ask your surname, I don't know why to come to the door."

Merchants don't care.

He obviously had a lot of dealings with the gentry, and he knew the bad temper of these people.

So I was busy saluting: "My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Huang. I heard that the Fang family is a prominent local family, so I came here to pay a visit. If I take the liberty of coming here, I will definitely die."

The boss sneered, and said in his heart, you know you will die, but why are you here?

Was it a joke?

Mrs. Fang was most afraid of the boss being reckless and ignorant. With his lips pursed, he exerted indescribable strength, but said, "Oh, why are you not satisfied with this?"

"Collect food."

When he saw the other party, he didn't seem to be greeting him politely.

Zhang Huang knew it well, so he was straightforward, so as to avoid embarrassment.

"Receive food?" Old Master Fang was taken aback...

Zhang Huang continued: "Two coins per catty, as much as you want."

"What?"

Two texts...

The price is actually not that much.

If the Fang family took the grain and sold it piecemeal, there would be this amount.

But the problem is, what people want...is how much they want.

And...the current harvest is good, so in Dingxing County, two pennies is already the price of direct shipment from the grain store. If the gentry family sells to the grain merchant, they may not even want a penny.

"Besides, I also need dried sweet potatoes, oil, wine, and potato flour. The prices are all fair, as the same sentence, as many as you want." Zhang Huang was very rude: "Even, we You can also sign a long-term contract, the price of dried sweet potatoes is eight cents a catty, the price of oil is fifty cents a catty, and the price of wine..."

In one breath, like a cannonball, he told the price one by one.

And this price...

Sudden……

The old lady Fang actually sat up.

The boss looked at it and hurriedly said, "Father, you..."

"Help the old man up." Mrs. Fang lifted the quilt.

The boss wanted to push old master Fang down: "Father, no, you are seriously ill."

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fang had already kicked off her shoes, got up tremblingly, and stared at Zhang Huang: "Come, serve tea to the respected guest, Brother Zhang, please sit down."

Zhang Huang felt relieved, sat down, and when tea was served, Mrs. Fang sat opposite him tremblingly: "How much do you want?"

"Yes, as many as you want."

Old Master Fang squinted his eyes, his face gradually turned rosy.

Zhang Huang said again: "You can sign a contract first, and I will pay the deposit first. In short, I want all the agricultural products of your mansion."

Old Master Fang smiled: "It's such a good thing, to be honest, there are two oil mills and several barns in the house, and the grain is all full. There is also wine... there are... chickens and ducks and so on. Yes, do you want it?"

"This is great, I want it all!" Zhang Huang beamed with joy.

Old Master Fang said: "The price...is it too high?"

Zhang Huang smiled: "For business, we want everyone to be satisfied."

Old Master Fang said politely, "Drink tea first, drink tea first."

Zhang Huang nodded, feeling reassured, and took a sip of tea: "From now on, I will also be responsible for all the agricultural products of your mansion."

Old Master Fang slapped his thigh excitedly: "Really? This is great. If so, I should be thankful."

Zhang Huang said with a smile: "It's just, I don't know when to start signing the contract?"

The brothers on the side were stunned seeing their father's excited expression.

Old Master Fang looked at Zhang Huang with enthusiasm, and with a smile on his face, he said, "What else can I say about such a good thing, this contract is naturally..."

Zhang Huang calmed down and looked at the old man.

The old man suddenly said: "Of course I won't sign it."

"..." Zhang Huang was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong: "This...you just weren't..."

"Okay, see off." Old Master Fang waved his sleeves.

"This..." Zhang Huang was in a hurry, what he said just now was good, and he changed as soon as he said it.

What else did he want to say.

Mrs. Fang was not polite at all: "You go!"

"This..." Zhang Huang was ashamed, but he had to stand up: "Then, I will take my leave. If you change your mind, and remember, you can go to..."

"I won't change my mind, and there will be an indefinite future!" Mrs. Fang said simply.

That Zhang Huang was speechless and had no choice but to say goodbye.

That Zhang Huang left.

The brothers of the Zhang family were in a hurry. They were worried about their father and felt sorry for him, so they surrounded him one after another: "Father..."

The old man Fang was beaming, stroked his beard, looked smug, shook his head and said: "You guys, I told you not to be reckless, a bunch of dumb things, stupid, the family business is entrusted to you, how can I rest assured? Don't you understand? This person surnamed Zhang came here in a hurry and charged as much as he had. What does this mean? It means that it is profitable. This price seems to be fair. He signed a long-term contract, the Fang family can make a lot of money, and there will be no worries in the future. But... think about it in your brains, why did they come here in such a hurry... to collect food?"

"..."

Mrs. Fang slapped his thigh excitedly: "Explain... Our grain and oil are now delicious. Hey, the old man has lived for so many years, and there is no such a good time. Heh... that Zhang is still in business , He actually wanted to bluff the old man, but he didn't even inquire about it. The old man has been in Dingxing County for decades, how can he be in vain? A bunch of idiots..."

Old Mr. Fang was full of anger, and rushed to the table: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and find out what happened!"

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