Seeing that it was getting dark, it was time for Jiang Dezhong and his son to leave.
Jiang Dezhong directly asked people to carry the box containing silver and copper coins in: "Bingkuan, if you pass the exam, you will have more social activities in the future. Tomorrow you are going to attend the Luming Banquet, and you have to change your outfit. These are the things to do. I gave it to you as a gift."
This time I don’t want to borrow it, I just want to give it as a gift.
Zhang Zhou smiled and said, "Father-in-law, why are you so embarrassed?"
"Hey, as promised, I can't give it to you for free. There is a land of several hundred acres outside my city. Do you think..."
It was indeed an old fox.
Zhang Zhou thought to himself, today we agreed to congratulate me on winning the election, why did I suddenly start talking about making contributions?
If you, old man Jiang, are not a philistine, who else is a philistine?
"Father-in-law, you also know that I have just won the election and I haven't had time to do many things yet. Why don't we discuss it later. You'd better take this money back first."
What Zhang Zhou means is, whether the donation is successful or not, we can go back and settle the accounts.
Don't think that just by giving me some money, you want to settle the donation matter. My brothers are still settling the accounts, not to mention that you just want to plot against my father-in-law all day long?
"I still have to keep the money for you. It looks a bit messy like this. How about I leave you a few people to guard the yard?"
"No need! Go away, father-in-law."
"It's okay. I didn't drink today. I walk very steadily. Speaking of drinking with others, even if I drink them to the ground, I can still walk as fast as I can."
"father!"
Jiang Shanquan on the side couldn't bear to listen. He was defeated by someone else. Why are you still here pretending to be an old drunkard and bragging?
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Zhang Zhou saw his father and son out of the door.
Jiang Dezhong's road out of the alley is very popular, and it seems that the neighbors also know that it is thanks to a gift from the Jiang family that this flowing water mat was created.
Many people also remembered to toast Jiang Dezhong.
Jiang Dezhong felt that he had gained face.
After leaving the alley, Jiang Dezhong sighed: "The world has changed. Even a regular tribute can pass the exam. Does this mean that all the talents in Jiangnan have withered away?"
Jiang Shanquan said: "So father still thinks that Bingkuan just got lucky?"
"My father didn't say that. Jie Yuan, go and give it a try! Even my father can't figure it out. Is he good at studying? Is the examiner blind?"
Jiang Dezhong said he believed in his son-in-law's talent, but in his heart he still felt that this matter was a bit bizarre and nonsense.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw a gorgeous carriage stop at the street corner, and a young man in rich clothes got out of the carriage.
"Father, that is the carriage of Duke Chengguo." The Jiang family had dealt with many dignitaries in Nanjing, and Jiang Shanquan recognized it at a glance, "It seems to be the second son of Duke Chengguo's family."
"Ouch."
Jiang Dezhong squinted his eyes and looked carefully: "Bingkuan is okay, he even knows the young master of the Duke's family?"
"They may not necessarily be here to find Bingkuan," Jiang Shanquan said.
"Is there anyone else here?"
Jiang Dezhong originally wanted to leave in his own carriage, but when he saw someone important coming, he stood at the entrance of the alley and did not move.
After Zhu Feng led the people into the alley and Jiang Dezhong confirmed that they were looking for Zhang Zhou, Jiang Dezhong said with emotion: "The world has really changed!"
He didn't follow him, he still called his son and his servants and left in a carriage.
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Zhang Zhou had just sent away the Jiang family and his son, and wanted to quickly dismiss the running water mat at the door...
It is said that the cooks for the running water mats were all hired from surrounding restaurants, and they cost a lot of money. Zhang Zhou felt that the business has not yet been implemented, so it would be nice to save a little.
Then there are the neighbors who come to eat on the running water mat. They can really eat. Maybe they think the food is free. Moreover, there are meaty dishes in it. Many people eat and take it with them. There are also some social idlers who come from nowhere. People are mixed in.
Zhang Zhou felt that the money was spent a bit unjustly, as his wife and children had not yet had a good meal.
Just as he was about to leave the door, he saw Zhu Feng coming with a few people.
Zhu Feng had a smile on his face and looked around, seeming to find the surrounding environment very fresh.
"Brother Zhang, you really live here, let me have a good meal." Zhu Feng had a smile on her face and was as shy as a big girl.
Zhang Zhou felt a headache when he saw Zhu Feng. He frowned and said, "Master Zhu, why are you here? My place is very shabby, and it is not something a noble person like you should set foot in."
Zhu Feng smiled and said: "No, I think this place is very good. It is simple and elegant, and the neighbors are also very enthusiastic. If you want to say that the fireworks in the world can be seen most vividly here. It is really a good place that people yearn for."
Zhang Zhou thought to himself, you must be sick.
You can't live in a wealthy compound, but you actually yearn for these poor days? It seems that you have lived a good life for too long and have never seen the hardships of the people at the bottom. It doesn’t take much to let you live here for a few months. It is estimated that each family will not even have a chicken left.
Zhang Zhouzheng was thinking, and sure enough, an old hen ran out of the chicken coop, then ran to Zhu Feng, and took a dip steadily...
Zhu Feng was stunned for a moment.
It seems that I have never seen such a novel living creature.
"Sorry, sorry!"
Zhang Zhouzhou picked up the old hen by the neck and stuffed the chicken back into the chicken coop. Then a few more chickens were flapping in the chicken coop. Zhu Feng looked at the chicken coop as if he had discovered a new world.
"Master Zhu, let's go out and talk?" After all, Zhang Zhou couldn't lose face too much. Since Zhu Feng was here, it was okay to sit in a street restaurant.
Zhu Feng smiled and said: "No, it's nice here. It has the atmosphere of a farmhouse. The people outside are all neighbors, right? It's so honest and simple."
"hehe."
Zhang Zhou brought the chair for Zhu Feng, which was the same one that Jiang Dezhong had sat on before. Zhu Daqi, who was behind Zhu Feng, took it and wiped it with his clothes.
No matter how "people-friendly" Zhu Feng is, the indifference shown by his men towards Zhang Zhou is obvious.
Zhang Zhouxin said, I guess the people under you think you are being careless by contacting people like me.
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After sitting down, no food or drinks were prepared.
Zhu Feng explained the purpose of his visit: "...I was about to go to the capital to take over the job of commanding the Nanjing Jinyi Guards. At the moment, the rice and grain business is still pending. I really can't worry about it, so I thought of you, Brother Zhang."
"I don't dare to call Mr. Zhu a brother or a brother. Just call me Bingkuan." Zhang Zhou held his hand.
Zhu Feng said: "We are all our own people, what are you being polite about? In fact, I don't want to go, the mountains are long and the rivers are far away, but my grandmother insisted on letting me go, and even asked me to ride a horse. I have a ten-day deadline to reach the capital, which will exhaust me to death."
"Um?"
Zhang Zhou frowned.
I had just thought about the fact that the little princess was going to die of illness, but now there is a prince of the country who seems to trust me very much and is going to the capital. He even came to tell him specially. Is this a hint from God?
"No, you don't need to spend much energy. You just need to tell the people here when it's time to take action. No matter whether you make a profit or lose, I won't blame you. I believe in your vision. It will be determined later. Thank you very much."
Zhu Feng smiled, and his smile looked quite innocent.
Zhang Zhou narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you really believe me?"
"Believe it! In this city of Nanjing, you are the only one who predicted that the price of grain will rise during the rice harvest years in the south of the Yangtze River. You have passed the Jieyuan exam, you are talented, capable and insightful... Behind you should be Is there an expert who can help me? He can predict floods in the Yangtze River and Huaihe River, as well as southeasterly typhoons. Can such a divine person...can you introduce me to him?"
Zhu Feng probably also felt that Zhang Zhou's prophecy was a bit miraculous, and he kept asking to see the "master" behind Zhang Zhou.
Zhang Zhou said: "I can help you take care of the rice and grain matters, but I have a more important thing that I want to do with you. It depends on whether you trust me or not. If you really believe in me, then I'll see you tomorrow." Let’s discuss it in detail somewhere.”
Zhu Feng smiled and said: "It's easy to say, don't choose a place, just my house! I will take you to see my wife tomorrow. If you tell the people in my house to sell grain, they may not listen. You can only tell your wife, and she will tell you to go down. The people below have to obey! From now on, if you have anything to do, just contact her directly!"
