Chapter 11 Are you a stalker?

Style: Historical Author: Winter plum blossoms startle the snowWords: 2150Update Time: 24/01/18 15:05:45
Rich Man Sun was very fat, his thighs were no bigger than the pillars supporting the house, he had a big belly, and his face was like a disk. He was sunk in the wide armchair, and his eyes were just a slit without squinting.

Gu Zhengchen looked at the mountain of meat in front of him and frowned slightly. If this continues, it will be difficult for Mr. Sun to live long.

Mr. Sun looked at Gu Zhengchen and raised his fat hands: "Gu Juren, please sit down and talk. Butler, serve tea."

If he were an ordinary person, Rich Master Sun would not want to see him at all.

But Gu Zhengchen was a civil servant, and those who had no official career were also civil servants, and they were definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

Gu Zhengchen sat down, thanked the butler, looked at Rich Master Sun, and said bluntly: "Mr. Sun, Mr. Gu came uninvited for a business deal."

"Buy or sell?"

Mr. Sun patted the armrest of the armchair with his hand and said with interest: "If I remember correctly, your cattle are gone and the land is gone."

Gu Zhengchen nodded: "That's right."

Rich Master Sun said slowly: "A few days ago, your mother Gu came to the Sun family and wanted to borrow six guan of money, but I didn't agree. Today Gu Juren came in person, presumably to borrow money. Sorry, I only ask for money." Li, I won’t do anything that I can’t see is beneficial. You are a scholar, so you should understand what I mean, right?”

Gu Zhengchen nodded slightly.

When he passed the exam, the Sun family did send someone to Dayan Village to congratulate him. Perhaps it was for this reason that his mother found the Sun family.

Rich Master Sun watched Gu Zhengchen leisurely pick up the tea bowl and sip the tea calmly, with a look of enjoyment on his face, and a look of embarrassment on his face.

You have made it clear that there is no way to borrow money. Why don't you leave quickly? Are you going to force me to kick you out?

Gu Zhengchen put down his tea bowl, looked at Rich Master Sun, and smiled faintly: "I am afraid that Rich Master Sun has misunderstood my purpose of coming. I am not here to borrow money, but to do a business with the Sun family."

Mr. Sun stared at Gu Zhengchen, the flesh on his cheeks trembling: "A man with nothing dares to come to the house to talk about business, haha, Gu Juren, please come back."

Gu Zhengchen pointed to the small package wrapped in paper on the table and said calmly: "Since Rich Master Sun is a profit-seeking person, why not take a look at the goods first? The fact that the Gu family is in dire straits does not mean that the Gu family will never turn around. Note , the time has expired, otherwise it will be good in the end!”

Rich Master Sun looked at the small package and winked at the butler Sun De.

The steward stepped forward, cupped his hand to Gu Zhengchen, pulled the hemp rope on the package, untied the knot, and opened the paper. Looking at the white goods, which were as fine as sand, he couldn't help but be stunned. He looked carefully, and his face was still filled with tears. Confused, he looked at Gu Zhengchen: "What is this?"

Gu Zhengchen picked up the tea bowl again and smiled lightly.

Rich Man Sun was a little surprised. Sun De was an old housekeeper. He had been to Peiping, Yangzhou, and Jinling. He was considered well-informed, but there were goods he didn't recognize?

"Bring it here."

Mr. Sun was a little curious.

When the housekeeper saw that Gu Zhengchen was silent, he carefully picked up the package and walked towards Rich Master Sun.

Snow-white sand reflected in his pupils, and his thick eyelids were forcefully opened.

Mr. Sun stared at the goods in front of him with wide eyes, unable to figure out what they were.

Gu Zhengchen looked at the tea soup and moved the corners of his mouth slightly.

There was no such pure white sugar in this era, and there was no possibility of mistaking it for fine salt. Fine salt had not yet appeared, and the best refined salt in the Ming Dynasty was just crushed coarse salt. Due to the presence of impurities, the color was not pure white.

Rich Man Sun pinched a little sugar on his finger, examined it and brought it to his mouth. Before the butler could stop him, Rich Man Sun closed his eyes.

Sweet, yes, this is sweet.

Rich Man Sun smacked his lips, this stuff has a pure sweetness and is more to his liking than the brown sugar and brown sugar he usually eats.

The throat moved, and then moved again.

It's so sweet that it's still full of sweetness when you swallow it.

Rich Master Sun felt an inexplicable sense of comfort and comfort. He felt better than ever before when eating sweets. His whole body relaxed and he slumped in the armchair. He was about to pinch some more sugar and put it in his mouth, but he stretched out his hand. He caught it empty-handedly and couldn't help but open his eyes.

Gu Zhengchen took the sugar and looked at Mr. Sun with a smile: "Now, can we talk about business?"

Rich Man Sun stared at the sugar package and asked hurriedly: "What is this?"

"Sugar."

"Sugar?"

Rich Man Sun thought for a while, this kind of sugar is as white as snow, what else can it be called if it's not white sugar?

White and pure sugar is more pleasing to the eye than brown sugar. It tastes even less bitter than brown sugar. It can be said to be the best sugar.

"This is the business you're talking about. Are you planning to sell sugar?"

Rich Man Sun looked at Gu Zhengchen.

Gu Zhengchen carried the sugar package and walked to his original position and sat down: "You can say that."

Rich Man Sun thought for a moment and then asked, "How much does Gu Juren plan to price it for?"

Gu Zhengchen raised his right hand and spread his fingers.

Rich Man Sun looked at the steward: "Get him five hundred coins."

Gu Zhengchen almost ran away, five hundred coins, five hundred coins for your sister, I spent more than five hundred coins for this little sugar!

Seeing that Gu Zhengchen was about to pack up and leave, Mr. Sun couldn't help frowning: "Don't you want Wu Guan? This is a small amount of goods."

Gu Zhengchen covered the package, tied it gently, looked at Rich Master Sun, and said seriously: "I thought Rich Master Sun was a courageous person, but unexpectedly, he was as cautious as a young bird when it came to bidding."

Rich Man Sun supported the armrests of the armchair with both hands, stood up, and looked at Gu Zhengchen solemnly: "What do you mean? Do you want fifty coins? Hehe, Gu Juren has rare things to live in, but he doesn't have this price."

Gu Zhengchen patted the sugar package, looked at Rich Master Sun, and said slowly: "You are wrong, what I want is not fifty coins, but five hundred coins."

Rich Master Sun's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "Butler, see the guests off!"

Five hundred strings is simply crazy!

It's not worth the price to sell your entire Gu family!

Gu Zhengchen carried the package and walked out. When he reached the threshold, he stopped, looked back at Rich Master Sun, and moved the corner of his mouth slightly...

Li Yi, the county magistrate, sat under a sycamore tree, fanning his cattail leaf fan and looking in the direction of Sun's house from time to time.

There was only a sound, and then the Sun family members opened half the door, pushed a person out, and then threw out a small package while cursing.

"He is Gu Zhengchen. Looking at his embarrassment, I'm afraid he didn't get any benefits."

Li Yi stood up and followed slowly.

Gu Zhengchen picked up the package, weighed it, and looked at the door of Rich Master Sun's house. He had a sad look on his face and was unwilling to leave for a long time. He seemed to have raised his sleeves to wipe his tears.

This lonely scene was seen by many interested people. Hu Jiu, the servant of the Wang family, hid in the dark and laughed twice, then turned and walked towards the Wang family.

The head of the family, Wang Fugui, was still worried that Gu Zhengchen would be able to borrow money. Now it seemed that no one would lend money to him, a down-and-out person. Mr. Sun was always shrewd and stingy. He couldn't afford to start early without profit. How could he lend money to Gu Zhengchen? The head of the family was worried too much.

Gu Zhengchen looked up at the sky, sighed helplessly, and then walked towards the city gate.

When he reached Sanli Bridge, Gu Zhengchen stopped, turned around slowly, looked at the person coming, and asked, "Are you following a crazy person?"