Jiang Yifeng and Su Dongchu left the Su family and got into the carriage as usual, heading to Yuelu Academy.
However, what they went to today was not Yuelu Academy, but Zhuangyuan Street next to it.
The two of them came to the third brother's restaurant, went up to the second floor, found a seat facing the street and sat down, constantly observing the customer flow of various shops.
At noon, when Xu Ning came to find him, Jiang Yifeng led the two of them into a bookstore.
The reason for coming to this bookstore is very simple. Only a few customers came to this bookstore one morning.
"Dear guests, what do you want to buy?"
The boss, who was sweeping away the dust with a feather duster, saw three customers coming in at once, and he immediately greeted them with a smile on his face.
The owner of the bookstore is a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby figure and looks very much like the shopkeeper in a costume drama.
Jiang Yifeng ignored the boss, glanced at the entire bookstore, walked to the bookshelf, opened a few books, and roughly guessed why the bookstore was empty.
First of all, the location of the entire bookstore is a bit remote, and the lighting is not very good. As soon as you walk in, you can smell the pungent musty smell.
Secondly, the quality of the books in the store is not good, not because the paper is bad, but because the handwriting is sloppy, and there are even large ink spots in many places. It is probably caused by the boss looking for cheap scholars in order to save costs.
Finally, the books in the store are not very famous, and there are no works that can be taken out, so not many scholars are willing to come.
Jiang Yifeng asked: "Do you sell it in this store?"
"You want to buy my bookstore?"
The bookstore owner thought he heard wrongly.
He probably didn't expect that someone came to the book store not to buy books, but to buy a book.
"Yes, I want to buy your bookstore." Jiang Yifeng nodded.
"Sir, my bookstore is in a bad location. I'm not afraid of your jokes. There haven't been many customers all morning. If you want to buy a bookstore, you might as well go to other places and ask." The bookstore owner said sincerely.
Damn it!
Boss, did you get the wrong script?
I came to buy your store, shouldn't you dig out your conscience, tell lies with your eyes open, and boast about all the bad things?
You are so sincere that I feel embarrassed to cheat you.
"No, I want your bookstore. You can set a price!" Jiang Yifeng said.
"Are you really going to buy my bookstore?" The owner of the bookstore sounded a little excited.
"really."
Jiang Yifeng nodded.
The book store owner glanced at the books in the book store, "These books..."
"No!"
Jiang Yifeng knew what the bookstore boss was going to say, so he shook his head and refused.
He is not a philanthropist. Even if the boss seems honest, he cannot ask for these unsold books.
The bookstore owner hesitated for a while, then nodded with determination, "That's okay. I'll take the books with me when the time comes. If it's just a house, you can just give me a hundred taels of silver."
Jiang Yifeng raised his eyebrows, "It only costs a hundred taels of silver, so cheap?"
Although one hundred taels of silver is not a small amount, it can cover the expenses of an ordinary family for several years, but it is a very good deal when used to buy a shop.
After all, this is Zhuangyuan Street, a place where literati gather. A small house is worth a lot of money, let alone a shop.
Not to mention one hundred taels of silver, even five hundred taels is not expensive.
"Well……"
The bookstore owner sneered and scratched his head, "Sir, I think you are mistaken. This store is only rented by me, not my own. One hundred taels is my rent for the next year."
Jiang Yifeng's eyes widened, "The annual rent is one hundred taels."
The owner of the bookstore said: "The prices of the stores on Zhuangyuan Street are like this. If this store wasn't in a bad location, the rent would be even more expensive."
Fortunately, I am my adopted son-in-law, so I don’t need funds to prepare a house.
Jiang Yifeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then said: "Okay, I will take over this bookstore, and I will find someone from the dental shop to notarize it later."
An hour later, Ya Ren wrote three deeds, and Jiang Yifeng and the bookshop owner signed on them respectively.
After the transaction was completed, Yaren took a deed and left. Jiang Yifeng and the bookstore owner each accepted a deed.
"Thank you, sir. If it weren't for you, I would have been dragged down by this store." The bookstore owner almost cried while holding the heavy amount of money.
Losing money is not scary. What is scary is not being able to stop losses in time when losing money.
The bookstore owner also wanted to close the bookstore, but he thought he still had one year's rent left, so he was reluctant to part with it. He could only continue to spend it. Not only could he not go out to make money, but he also had to spend a lot of money on daily expenses.
"Do you want to consider being a shopkeeper here?" Jiang Yifeng looked at the excited bookstore owner and suddenly asked with a smile.
"Being the shopkeeper?"
The bookstore owner was startled and shook his head, "Let's forget it. I almost went bankrupt when I opened my own bookstore. How can I be embarrassed to be the shopkeeper for you? I will cheat you."
"You don't need to worry about whether it's a scam. I'm interested in your sincerity, so I can rest assured that I will leave the bookstore to you." Jiang Yifeng continued: "The monthly salary is three taels of silver, and I will give you one thousandth of the profit every month. "
Upon hearing the salary, the bookstore owner frowned slightly, obviously not very satisfied.
At this time, Jiang Yifeng smiled and said: "Don't think that I gave you less. You will understand later how terrifying it is to get one thousandth of the book store's profit."
The bookstore owner raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you confident that you can build a bookstore in this position?"
"easy."
"I do not believe."
"A month."
Jiang Yifeng stretched out a finger and said confidently: "In just one month, this bookstore will become the most popular bookstore on Zhuangyuan Street, and there will be an endless stream of customers."
"Of course, you can refuse, but don't you want to see with your own eyes how I turned your bookshop that was about to close down into a business?"
The owner of the bookstore is also a literati, and a literati has pride in his heart. He does not believe that Jiang Yifeng can run a bookstore that he cannot run.
So, he said: "Okay, I agree to be your shopkeeper, but only for one month. I will consider whether to continue to be your shopkeeper after one month."
"good!"
Jiang Yifeng smiled with satisfaction and asked, "By the way, I still don't know what your name is?"
The owner of the bookstore introduced himself, "Zhou Zhong, a native of Su City, forty-two years old, a scholar in the eighth year of Mingtai."
It turns out he is a scholar!
No wonder he's starving to death!
At present, he met three scholars, one is Xu Ning, who has no food to eat, one is Tang Shubai, who is running out of clothes, and one is Zhou Zhong, who is about to lose his entire family.
Well……
It seems that his predecessor was also a scholar, and all his family wealth was lost.
"Then I will call you Uncle Zhong from now on."
Jiang Yifeng walked up to Zhou Zhong and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhong, I need your help with something."
When Zhou Zhong heard Jiang Yifeng call him Uncle Zhong, he felt very satisfied and asked, "My boss, if you have anything to do, just ask me."
Jiang Yifeng looked at the money bag in Zhou Zhong's hand and grinned, "I came out of home in a hurry and only brought one hundred taels of silver, so can you lend me the money."
Zhou Zhong: "..."
