North of the capital city.
There is an endless stream of bustling people.
Kyoto, a huge city with a population of millions, is always extremely busy in the early morning.
On a street here in the north of the city, there are countless shops of various sizes. One of them, Fuyuan Jewelry Store, welcomed a distinguished customer.
This is a man in his forties, wearing a bearskin coat from the north, an emerald ring on his finger, and a purple jade pendant hanging around his waist. He exudes the aura of a wealthy man.
When the man arrived, he was riding in a four-wheeled carved mahogany carriage. The price of this carriage was incalculable, let alone the two horses that pulled it.
They were two tall horses with black hair all over their bodies. They were docile and polite. When they walked, they walked in exactly the same pace. There was only one sound of hoofbeats when they landed on the ground. They were obviously well-trained.
Such exquisite and orderly training cannot be achieved without a private ranch.
Every detail shows the different identity of the distinguished guest.
The person who received the distinguished guests was Ma Xiaoyun, the owner of Fuyuan Jewelry Store. He was a chubby man, only in his thirties, with wrinkles on his chin that appeared one after another when he smiled.
"Xiaohong, serve tea quickly, the best southern Pu'er Yunwu tea."
"Xiao Li, why are you taking your time? You've neglected your distinguished guest, can you afford it?"
The heavyweight Ma Xiaoyun looked very vigorous at this moment, shouting back and forth and instructing people to do things.
After the preparations are completed, the distinguished guests will be welcomed into the warm back hall.
Ma Xiaoyun just raised his hands in salute and asked: "Dear guest, what is your name?"
"Just call me Jia Zhen." The guest's voice was slightly rough and strange.
"It turns out to be Boss Jia, disrespectful."
"I wonder why Boss Jia is here?"
Ma Xiaoyun always kept a smile on his face, and his businessman's methods were clearly evident.
"I came here just to spend money. I need a lot of jewelry, regardless of category, especially antiques, calligraphy and paintings by famous people. I heard that you have a complete collection of items, so I came here to take a look."
Jia Zhen raised her eyebrows and said.
Ma Xiaoyun's smile became even wider.
That’s the man who spends money. Business people, of course they have to earn money, but they also have to earn it well, making their customers happy and making a lot of money themselves. It would be even more perfect.
"Yes, our family, Fuyuan Jewelry, is a time-honored brand. It not only deals in jade, gold, silver, agate, etc., but also deals in antiques, celebrity calligraphy and painting, and engravings. They are all well-known in the capital, and they are innocent and honest." Ma Xiaoyun cupped his hands and said.
"What I want is your words. I have already brought the silver. Ten thousand taels of silver notes will be placed here. I will also put the list of needs here. You can raise them for me. You can get as much as you can."
Jia Zhen acted very straightforwardly. She didn't say much else, she just took out the banknote and put the list on the table with a slap.
Then, he picked up the teacup, raised his head and drank heavily.
After drinking comfortably, he unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his neck and less than half of his chest.
Ma Xiaoyun glanced at it unintentionally, and then his heart was shocked, but there was no trace of it on his face.
He raised his hand and picked up the list, which contained a long list of names.
Then a rough calculation showed that it was around hundreds of thousands of silver.
This is an unprecedented big business!
He began to get excited. Since he became the owner of this house, this was the biggest business he had ever encountered.
The inventory of Fuyuan Jewelry Shop is definitely not enough. He still needs to raise money from everywhere, exchange, purchase, etc. In short, it will take time to sort out, and it cannot be completed overnight.
"Boss Jia, can you give me a period of grace?" Ma Xiaoyun hesitated and finally asked.
This is the truth. Even if he wants to take this order again, he can't talk nonsense.
If it works, it works. If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. It's useless to play tricks.
"Okay, I'll give you half a month. This time I will stay in the capital for half a month..."
Jia Zhen paused and said, "I'll leave the money here. This is how your father dealt with us back then."
"My father? My father passed away a few years ago. I didn't expect Boss Jia to still have contact with my father." Ma Xiaoyun was surprised.
"Yes, about ten years ago, I did several businesses with your father, Ma Sanchao. Isn't that how he became richer? It seems that we are old friends." Jia Zhen sighed.
"Boss Jia, how old are you?" Ma Xiaoyun said.
"I'm eighty-eight years old this year. I'm getting old." Jia Zhen sighed.
Ma Xiaoyun secretly calculated her age and found that it was almost the same, except that Jia Zhen didn't seem to be in her forties. However, it was normal to look young for a wealthy and privileged life.
"Let's go. I have something to do. I'll come back another day." Jia Zhen stood up, turned and left.
"Boss Jia, walk slowly..."
The servants behind him hurried forward, supporting him from all sides, looking around with vigilant eyes.
After a group of people boarded several carriages and left in a crowd, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Ma Xiaoyun's back.
He hurriedly entered his house.
There is a garden in the back of the courtyard with three entrances and three exits. A woman in pink clothes is sitting in a small pavilion drinking tea, and the maid next to her is waiting on her.
"Ma'am, ma'am."
Ma Xiaoyun walked over quickly, wiping his sweat as he walked. His weight was unusual for ordinary people, but now that he was stimulated by money and a little frightened, he was sweating a lot and looked like he was about to collapse.
"Sit down for a while, how did you do this? What are you asking the servants to do? Why are you so tired of doing it yourself? It's not like we don't have money." The woman muttered in her mouth.
Ma Xiaoyun sat down and took a sip of tea before feeling better. He looked around and made the maids retreat one after another.
They were the only two people left in the pavilion.
After that incident, no one knew that Ma Xiaoyun's newly married wife was his aunt.
That is, his father's youngest concubine, the Song family, was married to him as his first wife.
There is naturally a reason for this. Everything was an exchange of interests at the beginning, but now, over the years, their feelings have come out, and they are no different from ordinary couples.
"A rich man came to our door before. He was unusual. I saw a tattooed wolf's head from his neck. I guessed there might be someone from Daliao." Ma Xiaoyun thought for a while.
"So what? Businessmen from Daliao often come here, that's not surprising." Mrs. Song said nonchalantly.
"This is not surprising, but this wealthy businessman claims to have done business with my father back then, and my father relied on him to make his fortune..." Ma Xiaoyun paused and said, "You said that the amount of money my father lent back then was Isn’t it related to this person?”
"It's unlikely. There's no trace of that sum of money, and we can't trace it. Maybe your father's death is related to that sum of money. Didn't we agree not to mention it again?" Mrs. Song's expression also changed. Very ugly.
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