Chapter 365, the first big victory

Chu Huaixian opened the folding fan with a "bang" and asked Zhao Cunzong with a good face: "Is it really good?" Zhao Cunzong stabilized his smile and saw all the beauty of Chu Huaixian. Prince Zhao asked leisurely, "You are really in the army. Is this your idea?"

"No," Chu Huaixian was still proud: "How can I have time to think of such an idea?" Prince Zhao asked with a smile, "Then what are you proud of?" It's not your idea.

The folding fan shook down gently, but Mr. Chu smiled and didn't answer this sentence. Zhao Cunzong looked at the wooden building nearby and suddenly became interested: "Huixian, I want to meet the person who came up with this idea. Don't say that I robbed people. I want to take him to the army and come up with a few more ideas."

Chu Huaixian smiled kindly at him: "No, this person is not here, and you won't see him." Zhao Cunzong laughed, stretched out his finger and pointed out a little bit of Chu Huaixian, with some reproach: "You, you dare to hide selfishness in this military affairs."

Zheng Erguan is staring at the cloth pockets and wooden poles of these houses all the time every day. When he saw Chu Huaixian and Prince Zhao passing by, the two officials have been watching upstairs.

Although looking down from far away, Zheng Erguan didn't figure out what this thing was for. Seeing the two noble men downstairs talking and laughing, the two officials could no longer wait. With his profession **, he knew that there was business here. He quickly picked up his robe, trotted over and bowed and smiled: "Little prince, there are several good swords upstairs. Please have a look later."

Prince Zhao casually agreed. Zheng Erguan looked at the cloth bag set up on the ground and asked Chu Huaixian with a smile, "Sir, what is this young lady's thing for? In my opinion, this can't hold water or be a treasure shelf. What should I put here?

"Young lady?" Zhao Cunzong laughed and pointed to Chu Huaixian and said, "It turns out that you didn't tell me." Chu Huaixian was full of lust: "People in the inner house, can you tell you? My sister-in-law and sister-in-law, I have never asked.

Zheng Erguan was stunned, but he still didn't understand. When Zhao Cunzong stopped laughing, he asked, "Little prince, you must know this thing. I have lived for most of my life. Why can't I see it?"

"You, old man, you also have time to go ast-by." Xiao Zhao laughed and scolded and became interested in Mo/Lihua, who was strong and fragrant in front of him: "Huaixian, take me to have a look."

Chu Huaixian led the way and gently waved the folding fan to the direction: "Please."

The two people went, and the remaining officials of Zheng thought left and right about the cloth pocket, and did not think that it had anything to do with any military supplies in the army.

Seeing that Jin Cai was receiving it, Zheng Erguan came forward and said, "Brother, what is this easy to do?" Jincai refused to tell him, and replied to Zheng Erguan with a smile: "You, you have to ask our young lady."

Zheng Erguan was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks. He went back upstairs to sit and was upset. He didn't do two more businesses well. They should sell 1,000 taels, and 900 taels were also taken away.

The stewor Zhuang listened strangely: "Second official, didn't you say that this plum bottle is not sold for 1,000 taels?" Zheng Erguan was in a trance and suddenly said, "This is 300 taels." Manager Zhuang covered his mouth and went downstairs with a smile. No wonder people say that the antiques industry will not be on the market for three years, and it will take three years to be on the market.

This is twice the interest on business.

When Chu Huaixian and Zhao Cunzong had a drink in the garden and sent Zhao Cunzong away, a jumping clown jumped out of the street. Liu fool came again, standing downstairs and twisting his body to pretend to be a clown to Zheng Erguan: "I thought you were good at it, but I didn't expect that..."

"What's going on?" Chu Huaixian asked harshly. A man came out and replied, "... I often get sick, I can't stand it, I can't do anything, and my luck keeps going down, and I pick people everywhere. If you look at it for nothing, you have to come out and say it's not worth it.

Chu Huaixian stared at Liu fool and felt that such a person was not worth seeing him. Of course, there was no need to be angry with him. Not being angry and not listening are two different things. Chu Huaixian turned upstairs and said to the clerk, "Seal his mouth so that he can't speak to see him come back."

I just got wronged by officials in the boring building, but I was careful not to cause trouble. Hearing Mr. Chu say this, the man is full of confidence. He ran over a few steps and pressed fool Liu to the ground, filled a mouthful of horse manure, and scolded, "Speak again, let's see you."

Erguan Zheng didn't know about this until the afternoon. Of course, he liked it and came to ask the steward Zhuang, "Is he still coming?" Manager Zhuang looked outside and said, "If you come, you have to change your face to come. Do you think he can have a few faces, one by one hanging on his face to block the original face?

said that he shouted at the guys: "Take good care of it. If such a person comes out, he will seal his mouth as well. Let him not come out to talk without changing his face.

In the evening, Gong Miaoer came mysteriously. First, she looked at Zheng's second official upstairs, and then secretly waved to ask the steward Zhuang to come over and whispered, "Second official, I'm going to lose. The young lady made all the pieces of cloth that can't be sold into a manger. In Prince Zhao's army, the price is high."

"The Manger?" Manager Zhuang's eyes widened and repeated: "The manger?" Gong Miaoer smiled and said, "The manger!"

Side Zhuang exhaled a long breath: "I can't believe how she came up with this idea."

"Who knows her, one idea after another. Let's go and ask Zheng Erguan's stewman for money. We won this bet. Gong Miaoer looked at the moonlight: "It's so late. You and I walk away for a while. There are two officials, and you can also use it for one person."

steward Zhuang got into the car and went to collect gambling accounts with Gong Miaoer and booed, "I made a bet with the steward because I couldn't give up to the young lady. No, she really did it."

"That's it, and so am I. They all thought that she couldn't do it, so Zheng Er dared to bet with us. To be honest, I thought the money was going to be wasted. It's just a few tough words that I should say after losing.

The two of them went to collect the money.

When Zheng Erguan knew about it, it was already the next morning. After hearing this, he rushed downstairs crazily, put up the cloth pocket and looked at it seriously. Sure enough, this is a light and easy to put in.

This manger is much lighter than the wooden manger used in the army, and it weighs less during the march. Manager Zhuang and Gong Miaoer stood upstairs and looked at the joke with bad eyes.

"Will you cry?"

"Maybe I beat my chest and feet."

Just said, there was a howling downstairs, and Zheng Erguan began again. The things in my home are another waste. In the hands of Mrs. Chu, the money was generated again.

Gong Miaoer and the stewor Zhuang slipped down to persuade him, "Hey, we opened the door to do business. Where are the guests when you cry?" Zhuang's stewman was not slow, but his voice was low but piercing: "The former emperor has entered the imperial mausoleum, isn't it? If you cry again, no one will see your good son. Don't cry. The Qingming has passed."

The two officials are always in tears. Now that he knows the truth, his businessman's eyes suddenly came out: "This cloth pocket can make three pieces of cloth. A wooden trough is sold for a few taels of silver, and the military department wants to buy it. Official affairs are expensive. I have seven or eight taels of silver in three manger. If it sells high, there will also be ten taels of silver. Zheng Erguan cried loudly: "My ten taels of silver is a piece of cloth."

He really beat his chest and feet.

The early guest upstairs asked the clerk, "What's wrong with the old man selling antiques?" The clerk grinned: "He lost money, that's all. This is a business idiot. He can only win but not lose.

"No wonder," the guest smiled and said, "The wine is served. The national mourning is not allowed to sing music. Listen to his crying, and it's like a song.

Zheng Erguan downstairs continued to cry: "... Er, I... Bu, it's worth ten or eight taels... Er... I...bu,"

He was about to cry into a small song.

"Second official, I will treat you to a large bowl of shredded meat noodles at noon today. You can't cry any more. Your cloth is good. A big coarse cloth is only worth a few hundred yuan?" Gong Miaoer wanted to laugh beside her and couldn't but persuade her.

Zheng Erguan said angrily, "Nonsense! Only a large coarse cloth can be used as a manger. If the silk is light and not strong, it can't be used as a manger.

"Then you can't sell it. The young lady sold it, which is her means. The persuasion of the stewor Zhuang added fuel to the fire. Zheng Erguan jumped eight feet high and said, "This is what I let her go. I will take care of her. I will give it to her." If I don't give it and put it in my own warehouse, I won't do it!"

Gong Miaoer and the steward Zhuang covered their mouths and smiled, and put Zheng Erguan on the deep forest with the other hand and threw them down and said, "You can cry fiercely here. The guests can't hear clearly."

Zheng Erguan shouted at them who were about to leave, blinked his eyes and asked, "What should she do with the oil paper?" Gong Miaoer and stewer Zhuang said with one voice: "I advise you not to give it to her, and don't take care of her, and keep yourself to think about it slowly."

The oil paper did not move after three days. Zheng Erguan was anxious and specially went to the Chu family to invite Mrs. Chu once. Xiaochu saw him in the flower hall. Facing the inquiry of Zheng Erguan, he smiled and said, "I heard that you want to keep it by yourself. I think it's inconvenient to get in.

Erguan Zheng's popularity was demoral: "If you have no way, this paper will be moldy. Meiyu said it would come. Clean it up quickly. Here, I don't want it. I'll give you all 500 taels of silver. I lost too much of that cloth. I heard that you earned thousands of taels, but I only received 50 taels.

The rag, charred into half a piece of oil paper, and the second official will collect 500 taels of silver this time. Xiaochu couldn't help laughing and said gently, "Five taels of silver."

"You?? Don't be too black-hearted, you!" Zheng Erguan wanted to jump and stop again. Xiaochu smiled and said, "Otherwise, I will go to see it after the plum rain. If it's all rotten, it won't be used."

"Okay, okay," Zheng Erguan can only agree. When he was about to leave, Xiaochu shouted at him again: "I will win again. You have to do what you promised me."

Zheng Erguan was cunning: "I only promised three times, three times, the fourth time, but I can't." Xiaochu was very happy: "Oku, three times!"

The next day, Xiaochu asked someone to pull out the oil paper one cart after another. Or hired poor children on the street, women who have nothing to do. Load all the places you don't want with oil paper, and then send it away for people to reprocess it.

In this way, when it was shipped back, Zheng Erguan went to see it every day, and a bunch of people were folding paper boxes there.

This time, Zheng Erguan knew that there was a mystery and there was no random comment.

This pile of paper boxes were all sent to Zhao Cunzong, and Mr. Chu would also do it. He opened one for Zhao Cunzong himself: "This is a bowl for eating. The price is not expensive, and only half of the price of the bowls on the market. This is a trial of new things. I'm afraid people won't get used to it, so I don't charge too much money. I have tried it many times. After using dry water, I can use it again, but one of them is not good and a little hot. But there is also an additional benefit. There is no fire when marching, which can be used as a fire paper.

Zhao Cunzong smiled and said, "Ok, as long as you can save military expenses. The military department is becoming more and more stingy with us now. It's your young lady's idea again. OK, I want it."

Xiaochu's idea of stacking boxes and selling this batch of shapeless oil paper as rice bowls and soup bowls with fire twists.