"Stop!" the girl called Xu Ling angrily.
Xu Lingli ignored him and there was wind under his feet.
What if her servant comes and sees a man talking to her and beats him up?
"Stop!" The girl chased after Xu Ling and shouted loudly behind Xu Ling. Seeing that Xu Ling not only did not stop, but also ran faster. Lin Yunshu had never seen anyone who dared to be so unreasonable to her in all his years, and he was still a man. She was so angry that she burst into tears and had no choice but to take out her trump card: "I want everything you sell! Stop right there!"
Xu Ling stopped suddenly.
He took a few steps back, still a little far away from the girl.
After changing his previous disregard, he said with a smile on his face: "Girl, are you sure? You want them all?"
Lin Yunshu stubbornly wiped her tears and ordered coldly: "What are you selling? This girl wants them all!"
"Sichuan clam cough ointment nourishes yin and moisturizes the lungs. It is suitable for all ages. One can is not much, two cans is best. I also have..."
Lin Yunshu watched helplessly as the salesman took out ten clay pots from the basket behind him.
"Ten jars in total, four and a half taels of silver." Xu Ling smiled flatteringly.
"You can buy it if you want me to, but you have to answer my questions first."
When Lin Yunshu heard Xu Ling's unreasonable request, she didn't mean it was too expensive at all. She slowly took out a silver coin from the purse at her waist and tossed it around in her hand.
She looked at Xu Ling proudly, saying, why don't you just listen to her obediently?
Xu Ling responded, "Miss, please ask."
"Do you know who my father is?"
It shouldn't be Li Gang, right? Xu Ling glanced at her casually, feeling amused in his heart, but pretending to be respectful: "I don't know."
"You're lying! You're already here, how can you not know whose mansion this is?" Lin Yunshu was so angry that he jumped off his feet. Did this person do it on purpose?
But Xu Ling really didn't know that the wealthy area was big and bumpy, and the back door looked like sheep intestines.
He was worried about where he would go when he went out.
"Forget it! I will tell you out of mercy that my father is Lin Jingshan! You have heard of it this time, right?"
Xu Ling looked at her with pity and moved his lips again and again.
Seeing as it was getting late, her servants would probably find out if she continued teasing her.
I could only nod my head pretending to be enlightened.
"Oh~ It turns out to be Mr. Lin! Then you are Mr. Lin's daughter?"
"Of course!" Lin Yunshu's delicate eyebrows were full of pride, "My father is a famous wealthy businessman in Lingbao Town. How many people are trying to hear how he made a fortune. Now, I am compassionate enough to tell you that you still have to Why don’t you thank me quickly?”
"Oh, thank you. Girl, please pay." Xu Ling stared at the silver in her hand.
The rich lady doesn't regard money as money, but he cares about it!
I don't know why, even though he was speaking according to his own will, it made people feel frustrated.
Lin Yunshu held the money and was still thinking about what was going on.
Xu Ling provoked her and said, "Could it be that the young lady in Mr. Lin's family is someone who doesn't keep her word?"
"You!" Lin Yunshu's little face turned red with anger, and she had no choice but to throw the money to Xu Ling, "This girl once said something, it's hard to catch up!"
Xu Ling took the silver, which weighed about five taels. He nodded with satisfaction and wanted to give her change from his wallet.
Lin Yunshu said with pity on his face: "Looking at the poor guy who doesn't want to make progress and is greedy for money, you are definitely not the businessman that my father said can make a lot of money! You should leave quickly! Next time you come back, I will have my servants beat you Break your legs!"
She looked arrogant and looked at Xu Ling as if she were looking at some scum.
Xu Ling hesitated when he took out the money.
Money or dignity?
Xu Ling chose the latter.
He was more contemptuous than Lin Yunshu and threw the money back.
Then he bent down and put the jars of Qiuli ointment back into his backpack.
Lin Yunshu was stunned, "What are you doing?"
Xu Ling packed up his things, looked back at her, shook his head, chuckled and left.
No matter how the girl yelled from behind, Xu Ling never looked back.
The status of merchants in ancient times was low.
But it also depends on whether the businessman has money or no money.
If you are a businessman without money, you will be guarded and looked down upon wherever you go.
Businessmen value profits over righteousness, which seems to be engraved in people's bones. Even if Xu Ling didn't do anything bad, he often had the experience of being scolded and disliked by others.
He has always regarded himself as a disgusting salesman, as long as he can make money, but he can't bear to be poked in the spine and abused again and again.
But if you become a wealthy businessman...
Xu Ling walked in the alley, surrounded by tall black-tiled white walls on both sides, and could faintly hear laughter coming from inside.
If he had money, I'm afraid his eldest daughter would be as arrogant as the little girl just now.
Just deserves a beating.
Xu Ling didn't have any great ambitions in his previous life. He worked hard just to have a small home and had no other pursuits than a stable job.
Those born in the year of Ox and Horse will not move away until they are drawn out.
It was because of bad luck that he was cast into a poor family like the original owner, so he had to grit his teeth and endure hardships to overcome difficulties.
If you are lucky and can live a good life with no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, who would want to struggle.
What Xu Ling wanted was as simple as just having enough food and clothing.
Xu Ling was thinking about it as he walked. Thinking of his wife and children returning home, he plucked up the courage and shouted as if to vent his anger: "Sichuan clam cough ointment nourishes yin and moisturizes the lungs. It will refund the money if it is not effective. It is suitable for all ages!"
After shouting several times, no one answered, Xu Ling's mood improved again.
He walked forward happily, planning to stop here today and continue tomorrow.
On the first day of next month, when Lingbao Town worships the Buddha, he can take advantage of the Bodhisattva's light and sell more money.
"Seller, what are you shouting for?" A small vermilion door suddenly opened, and a servant wearing a flat turban walked out, calling Xu Ling breathlessly, "But the secret medicine for coughing?"
Xu Ling's spirits trembled, and he quickly introduced the effects of Qiuli ointment. He also emphasized that if it doesn't work, it doesn't cost any money. You can try it first.
The servant chuckled and said: "My master is not short of money, but he was infected with wind and cold not long ago. He keeps coughing and has trouble sleeping day and night. The whole family is in trouble. Please come in and talk!"
The servant invited Xu Ling in and asked him to wait in the corridor. He asked him for some Qiuli paste that he could try, and asked him how to drink it, and then hurriedly left with a jar of Qiuli paste.
Xu Lingjing was left alone waiting in the aisle.
There was also a concierge at the back door. He was an old man. He brought out a stool for Xu Ling to sit down and showed him tea.
Although Xu Ling was a businessman, he didn't mean to look down on him at all.
Xu Ling started chatting with him.
After chatting for a while, I learned that the owner of the household was named Wei and he was a scholar.
What a scholarly family!
Xu Ling thought to himself, no wonder even the servants in the family spoke more appropriately than that girl just now.
After waiting for a cup of tea, the servant came back and said with a happy smile on his face: "How do you sell this cough cream of yours? If there are more, please send them to our house. Our master said He wants them all!”
