Early the next morning, Wulinghou Mansion.
Zhu Wen came to visit.
Li Zhufeng's attitude towards this competitor was not that bad.
He was treated to good wine and tea. After all, he had been a general who led troops in battle before, so he still had this kind of tolerance.
"Brother Zhu, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason. Why are you here this time?"
After taking a sip of tea, Li Zhufeng's face turned rosy.
Since the introduction of instant noodles and canned foods, people have heard that they can avoid immune diseases by eating them. The speed of joining the army has really skyrocketed.
Not to mention 30,000 people, within two days, all 50,000 people have been recruited, which is already considered an excess.
After he no longer had to worry about this matter, Li Zhufeng ate deliciously and slept comfortably. It was no wonder that his overall complexion was not good.
When Zhu Wen heard this, he smiled shyly and said, "Old Li, we two brothers haven't been together for a while."
"I heard that my nephew is in the grain business recently?"
"How's it going?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Zhufeng, who had been cheerful just now, instantly tensed up.
Even though he was a military commander who had been fighting and killing all year round and believed that he could not use a sword in his brain, he realized at this moment that something was wrong with Zhu Wen's words.
After all, whether it is instant noodles or canned food, they are all treasures that can prevent epidemic diseases at sea!
My son also said that he was planning to do big business with the Ministry of War.
This guy had previously told his competitor, but he still couldn't tell the truth, so he had to blow him up first!
Li Zhufeng made up his mind, shook his head and said: "How can the grain business be so easy to do these days? Changkong is young and has no experience."
"This silver is worth it. There are no coffins left."
When Zhu Wen heard this, his pupils dilated instantly and he stood up with a groan, his face full of fear.
Li Zhufeng was also shocked when he saw him like this.
"Lao Zhu, it's not like it's not like that. The compensation is not your money."
"Just...just my money." Zhu Wen squeezed out two words from the corner of his mouth as he was about to cry.
Damn it, when Li Changkong was making money in the mahogany business, he didn't catch up.
It's good now that he is losing money in the grain business and has been caught up with him.
What kind of evil is this!
"Old Li! I've had such a hard life these years!" Zhu Wen grabbed Li Zhufeng's arm and cried.
"You don't know that in recent years, the Yangcheng Marquis Mansion, large and small, has spent tens of thousands of taels of silver a year on expenses!"
"The rebellious son of mine often steals items from home and resells them."
"Now the two purple Davidia trees in the courtyard are gone, the langhao pens in my study are gone, the Duan inkstone is gone, and even the mahogany tables and chairs used for dining in the main hall are gone!"
"Now I sit on long benches to eat and drink tea from white porcelain cups!"
"I am a marquis after all. If this spreads out, wouldn't it make people laugh?"
"What...what does this have to do with me?" Li Zhufeng cried until he cried.
To be honest, no matter how difficult it is for your Yangcheng Marquis Mansion, can it be more difficult than for me, Wuling Marquis Mansion?
Now Changkong is making money. Before making money, the property of Yangcheng Houfu was probably more than twice that of Wulinghoufu.
Even if you, Zhu Wen, are really having a hard time now, it has nothing to do with me!
Didn't I just steal your place to go south to fight against Chen? I didn't steal your home.
Why is this so?
"It does matter!"
"Oh, I didn't want to mention it at first. After all, we are all old brothers, but there is really no way to open the pot in the house."
"A few days ago, my treacherous son was ignorant and resold a hundred thousand taels of belongings at home and used them to do business for nephew Changkong."
"This traitor doesn't know how to consider the consequences of doing things, and he didn't consult me at all."
"Now there is really no way to untie the pot in the house, so I was thinking, Lao Li, can you give me back the money?"
"We don't want to be part of this business anymore."
…
Ah sneeze!
After a loud sneeze, Zhu Ben rubbed his nose, feeling like someone was talking about him.
"Butler Xu, where is my father?"
"The master just went out."
"Going out? Where did you go?"
"Wulinghou Mansion."
Hearing this voice, Zhu Ben's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he felt an ominous premonition.
"Do you know what to do?"
"It seems that I am going to get back the money you paid for becoming a member, young master."
when!
After hearing these words, Zhu Ben felt as if his head had been hit hard by Lao Jia with Fang Tian's painted halberd, which made him numb from the shock.
"Why...why go?" His voice had begun to tremble.
"The master said that Li Changkong's business has no future and he will probably lose money."
"There is no hope... I have to pay for it... What a prodigal father!" Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Zhu Ben's eyes.
As someone who has been fully involved in the whole thing, does he know whether there is hope for this business?
As long as the Ministry of War intervenes, when the time comes, there will be no difference between the silver and the rain from the sky, just take the basin and go out and continue.
But now, his unreliable father insists on cutting off his wealth!
"Prodigal father, you really are a prodigal father!"
"Prepare a fast horse for me, young master. I'm going to Wulinghou Mansion, hurry up!" Zhu Ben almost roared the last words.
Butler Xu was startled and immediately went down to prepare.
After a while, Zhu Ben tightened the reins and rushed out like crazy.
…
After listening to Zhu Wen's words, Li Zhufeng instantly realized what the old boy meant when he asked him how the Changkong business was doing.
I came here to inquire about information. When I heard that I had lost money, I immediately wanted to get the money back.
If this job was given to Lao Zhu, I'm afraid it would be really unreliable.
"In this case, I don't have to say anything about this matter. I'll ask Changkong for you. Lao Yang, go and call Changkong and tell him that Uncle Zhu Shi is here."
When Butler Yang heard this, he immediately retreated.
After a while, Li Changkong was brought over.
After knowing the cause and effect, Li Changkong looked at Yangcheng Hou who was looking at him eagerly, fearing that he would not pay back the money, and he was extremely helpless.
This Zhu Ben really has a good father.
I'm afraid I'm destined to miss out on money in this life.
"Uncle Zhu Shi, you also know that I, Li Changkong, have always been a reasonable person."
"If you want to take this money back, of course you can."
"But I have to say something ugly first. I have to get my money back, but I won't be able to be a part of it again."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wen nodded quickly: "My dear nephew, don't worry. Once a man's words are broken, it's hard to keep them back. As long as you pay me back these one hundred thousand taels of silver, then from now on, how much money you make will be yours." It has nothing to do with my old Zhu family!"
"I, Zhu Wen, will never pester you again!"
"Okay! Uncle Zhu Shi is so generous! Butler Yang, bring me pens, ink, paper and inkstones. I want to draw a pledge with Uncle Shi!"
Draw a pledge?
Zhu Wen couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. He thought to himself that it was such a big thing, but he still had to draw a pledge?
But it would be nice if I could get my money back. Just paint, whatever.
