Zuzhou opens its doors wide, and one can seek news of good fortune, spreading like wings and wreaking havoc in the world.
When Qiufeng left, Zuzhou was already crowded with people. In addition to a few major forces, there were many sects from the world. They all wanted to buy houses and buy land, for fear of being slower than others. No matter what the seat was, at least occupying a place could catch up with the big ones. Before the force moves, harvest a batch of mung beans.
In the next two months, as expected, not only the sect, but also people from the Cave Heaven Paradise came. Even a few people who had never heard of coming down the mountain were rumored to come down to join in the fun.
In addition to a handful of households in Zuzhou's villages, ordinary people are also sensitive to the recent stormy atmosphere. Some old people are shouting that the Yu Dynasty is about to be revived, while others are hiding at home to pack their belongings. , because they are afraid of causing trouble, and if another disaster breaks out, it is better to flee at the first opportunity. Some people, such as Zhu Yushu and other businessmen, have set their sights on the land whose price has risen sharply, and have made a lot of money by changing hands.
Since autumn, there have been four or five more high bluestone walls in Zuzhou that were not there before. However, what is unexpected is that the academic palaces and Taoist temples of the two dynasties that first arrived have not yet been completed. , but other forces jointly built a stone city, and they were the first to win the jackpot, which was very lively.
The winter wind has entered the city and the weather is getting colder.
But the street fireworks in Stone Town have not diminished at all. The archways on each street are neatly erected, and there are long queues in front of the doors. There are bright smiles on the faces of young and old.
A young man lined up in front of an archway. His black clothes were as black as ink, and his collar was still torn, but his clothes were very clean.
There was a middle-aged man sitting behind the desk, with stars in his eyes. He flipped through the registration book in his hand, and finally found a blank page. "This is the only quota left today. It's full. Let the others disperse."
Picking up the pen, he asked the young man without raising his head: "Pawn? Get started? Appraise treasures? Exchange money? Let's talk about the secret first. The secret must be authenticated before it can be cashed. Depending on the harvest, the price will naturally be different."
The young man looked at the four words "Business Connected the World" on the plaque behind the middle-aged man. This was the largest signboard he had ever seen in his life. It was made of gold-lacquered sandalwood and was extremely gorgeous.
The young man came back to his senses and said: "Get started."
The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced: "Name?"
"Qin Xian, demure Xian."
The middle-aged man looked strange, but he still wrote the word "Qin Xian" and handed Qin Xian a piece of white paper. Then he waved to the boy next to him and said, "Take him to the backyard and let the shopkeeper test it."
The young man reached out to take it, leaned over and thanked him.
After the boy led Qin Xian to the backyard, he gave a few instructions not to run around and then walked to the inner hall, leaving Qin Xian standing alone.
Standing by the window ten feet away from Qin Xian, an old man with gray eyebrows was holding a thick volume of booklet in his hand. He was flipping through it and said: "Damn, it's been a month, and I haven't found a single good bone." Come, a lot of money has been exchanged, and the secret information is all waste paper. It will be strange if I don't get killed by that crazy woman in a few days."
The young man didn't know what he said to the old man after entering the door, perhaps to inform him.
The old man slammed the thick book in his hand onto the table and shouted to Qin Xian: "Come in, baby."
Qin Xian heard the sound and walked slowly into the inner hall. At this time, the old man was already sitting behind the desk.
The servant just now bent down and arranged the books on the desk, then stood quietly beside the old man.
Qin Xian cupped her fists and saluted the old man.
The old man turned to the young man and asked, "Do you want to get started?"
Qin Xian leaned over to salute again and said, "Yes."
The old man felt that the child was quite polite, and he had a good impression of him, but he did not have any expectations, because he had been disappointed too much in the past few days, but he felt relieved when he thought about it. How could someone with such a strong character like Chen Li be everywhere? They were all, so he asked casually as usual:
"Do you know what our door does?"
"I asked before I came here. It's a trading company."
"Well, I do have quite a few trading houses under Lianyunxingzhan. That's right. So, which one of my sect do you want to join?"
Qin Xian didn't know much about these, so she pondered a little: "I wonder what they are?"
"I have eight branches under Lianyun Xingzhan: Qianzhuang, Pawnshop, Busi, Tea Department, Wine Department, Xingzhan, Yasi, and Xuansi. They are spread across three continents, no, now it is four continents. Which branch do you want to join? Strengths?"
The proud look on the old man's face was not concealed when he spoke, and it spilled out from the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.
The young man was silent for a long time, because he didn't hear what he wanted. Just listening to the names of these branches, he knew that most of them were business houses, but that was not what he wanted to join. Finally, he said softly: "Senior, I want to practice."
The old man asked curiously: "If you go to Taoism to practice, why do you come to my place?" He said this, and there was a faint expectation in his heart.
Qin Xian replied: "Lianyun Xingzhan can spread his business to four continents without getting hurt. If he doesn't know how to practice, it will be impossible."
The old man half-squinted his eyes, looked at Qin Xian and said, "Is it worth a try?"
Qin Xian bowed deeply: "Senior, please give me the question!"
"Although our sect does have a place to train its own cultivators, in the end we have to be in charge of business, so I will ask you about business." The old man's words showed that Qin Xian had guessed right, but before Qin Xian could think about it, the old man's Here comes the problem.
"The most basic way of doing business is to 'buy when the prices are low and sell when the prices are high'. Tell me, how do you say this?"
The boy behind the old man couldn't help but laugh out loud. This question seems simple. Who knows that merchants always charge low prices and sell high prices when changing hands? How can you tell what kind of flowers are not enough? I thought to myself, the shopkeeper didn't want to accept it, just send it away, why bother this little mud-legged guy, so he thought it was the shopkeeper deliberately teasing, so he laughed.
The old man glared at the young man, who immediately fell silent.
Qin Xian was stunned. Although she had left all the money left by her mother to buy various books after she said goodbye to her husband that day, and she had read most of them now, how could he explain such a clear thing? He couldn't help but frown.
The old man saw that Qin Xian was silent for a long time and his brows were furrowed. He couldn't help but look disappointed. He was about to ask the servant to take Qin Xian out.
"The trend is like the hair of wild beasts and birds of prey, make a decision immediately!" Qin Xian said in a deep voice.
A flash of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he hurriedly asked: "How can you make such a prompt decision?"
Qin Xian said: "If you are just a small businessman and a speculator, it is enough to charge low and sell at high prices. But if you are doing business all over the world, you must identify the opportunity and strike quickly to stand out."
"How fast?"
Qin Xian said calmly: "Destroy your conscience!"
The old man laughed, neither confirming nor denying, but simply said: "You are quite ruthless and straightforward."
In fact, the idea of accepting Qin Xian has already been moved in his heart. No matter what his character is, this job is very suitable for him. If you accept it, then accept it, there is no guarantee that you will be a shopkeeper again in the future.
"Your name is..." The old man didn't finish his words.
At this time, the door of the inner hall was pushed open, and the middle-aged man who had asked Qin Xian under the sign hurriedly walked to the old man's side, leaned over with a solemn expression and whispered to him.
The old man slapped the table angrily, causing the pen holder on the table to fall to the ground. The boy behind him knelt down to pick it up.
"My hand was stretched too far!" The old man was so angry that his gray beard flew up.
He looked at the young man opposite Jingli, as if he didn't want to miss a good talent, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Take him to have his bones measured. I want to see what he can do to me! Go!"
The middle-aged man hurriedly knelt down and said, "No, shopkeeper. This is what the boss said. You know the boss. If you offend her, we will be destroyed!"
The middle-aged man carried out the big shopkeeper. The old man calmed down a little. He thought of the big shopkeeper's methods again. He couldn't help but break out in cold sweat after thinking about this.
Then he looked at the young man who was still standing quietly, his eyes began to become extremely complicated, and he said in a deep voice: "Take him out."
Qin Xian was not stupid. She could see that the big shopkeeper wanted to take her in, but when the middle-aged man came in, he brought a message from someone, forcing the old man to give up on her.
Qin Xian naturally knew who that person was, but he never thought that his husband was so capable. This was the seventh time in the past few days that he had been rejected. It was like this every time. Even though he was qualified, in the end it was like today. Being kicked out like this.
Qin Xian was about to leave the backyard with the boy when a question came from behind him and he stopped in his tracks.
"Are you from the Confucian sect?" the old man asked through the window.
Qin Xian shook her head and followed the boy out of the yard.
The old man had a look of regret on his face, quite reluctant to give up.
Qin Xian left this place, walked in the crowded streets, and said to herself dejectedly: "Sir, you are really amazing!"
But just for a moment, his expression became determined again, "However, I must practice!"
The weather was getting colder and colder. Qin Xian shrank her head, held her hands in her mouth and breathed while walking towards the next archway.
I passed an alley on the way, and there was only one archway in it. You know, nowadays, Zuzhou has a lot of money, and Stone City has even more. There are four or five powerful archways in an alley, but now there is only one archway in this alley. , not a plaque, just a cloth flag.
It says: "What you see is what you get."
Qin Xian walked in with curiosity. Unlike the long queues elsewhere, there were only a few people here, and there were a few beggars sitting at the door.
The door was also ajar. Qin Xian knocked on the door with an attitude of giving it a try. When there was no response, she said "Excuse me" and pushed the door open.
There are people inside.
There is a four-foot-square incense burner in the middle. One person holds three purple incense sticks, inserts the incense into the burner, bends down and bows again and again, eight times in total. He turns around beautifully and faces the only few people in the room and says: "Welcome, everyone." Come to my Daomen and participate in the trial of my Daomen, then let’s begin.”
A man in tattered clothes shouted: "Where's the money? I agreed to give you money to participate in this trial, but you've been sticking your butt out for a long time. Where is the money?"
The man who had just put up the incense looked a little embarrassed, but he still said: "Don't be anxious, everyone. When you enter my door in the future, not to mention a thousand dollars, not even a thousand dollars... Oh, don't leave, there are really ten thousand dollars."
In a blink of an eye, Qin Xian and the man were the only ones left in the room.
The man was dressed in tatters, and there were two holes in his shoes that were of unknown age. His hair was tied up on his head in an unflattering way, with a flower in his arm.
Seeing that Qin Xian did not leave, he stepped forward and grabbed Qin Xian and said, "Little brother, do you want to participate in the trial of my Taoist sect?"
