Chapter 73 Magpie Calling When Going Out

Gather the fairy building, gather the fairy building, gather the fairy building. Gather guests, gather guests, gather guests.

In the Juxian Building in the east corner of the Drum Tower of Jiangning Mansion, a pretty artist played and sang Su Qu, and the soft voice only attracted a man's eyes to the woman who sang the song.

Different from other people's benevolence, Wu Renhe crossed his legs and hummed his words gently. His face was full of complacency, but his eyes stared at the entrance of Juxianlou.

Seeing a man coming in, he hurriedly got up and said.

"Oh, Mr. Yan's real golden body and jade body. It's so difficult to treat. My pot of wine is warm and warm. If I don't drink, it will be all scattered. This is the Shaoxing yellow that I specially ordered Mr. Chen to prepare for 30 years."

Although there was a thorn in these words, Yan Wenyuan sat down in a long shirt and said politely.

"How dare you neglect Boss Wu's drink? I happened to take over the business on the cabinet and didn't get away for a while. Please forgive me.

Wu Renhe waved his hand backwards.

"No, no, no, in front of Mr. Yan, I dare to blame him, that is, I can't wait for a long time to be a little anxious. Come on, drink, and ask for a few small dishes, which can't be served.

"That's good, that's good. These dishes are so good, and the color is bright. At a glance, they are hooked out. Yes, especially this plate of braised pork. In Jiangning Mansion, I'm afraid that the braised pork in Jiangning House is better than that in Juxianlou.

While praising, Yan Wenyuan thought about the intention of Wu Renhe's invitation.

"Hello, Mr. Yan, I specially ordered Mr. Chen to cook this braised pork in person!"

While talking, the two of them had already sat down and picked up the cup to drink, but their eyes were secretly looking at each other.

This shopping mall is like a battlefield. It is true that for almost ten years, the pawnshops in Jiangning Mansion are competing openly and secretly with Renhe Dang and Wendang. Although there are hundreds of pawnshops in Jiangning Mansion alone, few of them can be compared with Renhe and Wendang.

Before the end of last year, Wu Renhe knew that Yan Wenyuan was out of sight for a while and fell into someone else's trap. He was the one who was happy! Le Shi didn't forget to spread the words in the line. This article became old when the big boss Yan was old as a real person, and his eyesight was gone.

Although this is not a big deal, the pawnshop pays attention to one's eyesight, and that matter is exactly what Yan Wenyuan is jealous of, which makes Wu Renhe pass on like this. Later, at the annual meeting, he was ridiculed by him, and the two became opposites.

A man in a silk shirt who looked like a prince came into the hotel, looked for a quiet corner to sit down, and ordered the pub clerk to say a few words. Dude, a plate of peanut beans and a pot of wine. The man stretched out his finger and pinched the wine cup, picked up a small mouthful and drank slowly. He looked very elegant, and it was obvious that he was born in a large family.

Yan Wenyuan has a panoramic view of this man's every move. Although the man wears a hat on his head, his eyesight can also tell that the braids are continued along the back of his head.

This world... is completely messed up! There is no king's law!

After being cheated by the squealty before the New Year, Yan Wenyuan lost a good impression on these fake foreign devils and people who cut off their braids, almost to the point of being annoyed.

Oh!

Thinking of his shrewd life, he was so confused that it made people shiver for a while. Yan Wenyuan was that annoying in his heart! The squeam was as if he had guessed at the beginning, and there was no trace after he got it. With a sigh in my heart, I didn't mean to fight with the person in front of me.

"Boss Wu, I'm afraid that you don't invite me here to chat here! If you have anything to say, please say it in person!"

Wu Renhe smiled.

"The old shopkeeper is shrewd and can't hide anything from you. Then I'll say it?"

"Say it, no one has blocked your mouth."

Wu Renhe smiled awkwardly. At the end of the year, he offended the old shopkeeper.

"Yan Lao, before, Renzhi was confused and guilty of Yan Lao, please be generous. Don't keep it in mind. This, Renzhi will apologize to you!"

When talking, Wu Renhe apologized together.

"Boss Wu, what are you doing!"

He apologized and admitted his weakness, which surprised Yan Wenyuan. Why did Wu Ren and Jin change his surname?

"You and I are just a momentary battle in the mall. There is no such thing as compensation or not compensation!"

Yan Wenyuan said while watching Wu Renhe sit down. Which play is this man singing today? At this time, Wu Renhe just sighed.

"Alas, I didn't listen to you last time. Last year, I raised the price with you. Up to now, I haven't recovered, and I dare not do anything. Well, there are two spare money in your hand, so you don't dare to act rashly. I heard that you are going to run a money bank, and you don't have much money, and you are pulling stocks everywhere. I also thought about it. As you always said, what's the future for our own family's fight? It's not that foreigners are at a discount! Therefore, it is better to invest money in your stock. I don't know if Mr. Yan is willing to reward him.

Wu Renhe is telling the truth. Although he vaguely wants to compete with him Yan Wenyuan in the pawnshop and other businesses, it is not a problem to always compete like this. After all, Yan Wenyuan has been a pawnshop in Jinling City for more than 30 years and has been working in the raw silk industry for more than 20 years. Although Wu Renhe relies on his family There is still a way for money to lay down the foundation of benevolence, but if you really compete with him, I'm afraid that both sides will be defeated in the end.

Especially Yan Wenyuan is now thinking about opening a money bank, which makes him feel that he is afraid that he will fight like this. Sooner or later, he will have to fall down. Unlike fighting like this, he will synthesize a rope. What's more, he still has other plans in his heart.

Is he just to participate in his own bank? With Wu Renhe's financial resources, if he hurt his vitality last year, Yan Wenyuan didn't believe it, even if he didn't hurt his vitality because of that. Could it be that he really invested in Qianzhuang?

Although he was a little hesitant, Yan Wenyuan, who was measured by Wu Renhe, said softly.

"Okay, everyone who has money earns. Your shareholding is to praise me. Can you not welcome it?"

"Then let's finalize the words today?"

Wu Renhe couldn't believe it. Obviously, he didn't expect it to be so easy. Originally, he thought that Yan Wenyuan would definitely make things difficult.

"Cheng Gong, I want to enter!"

Wu Renhe stretched out two fingers in disbelief.

Looking at those two fingers, Yan Wenyuan lowered his head gently and tasted a sip of yellow wine.

"It's settled. Come and have a drink."

As soon as he raised his glass, Yan Wenyuan said with a smile. Although hesitant in his heart, he had some doubts about Wu Renhe's changes, but he did not have any fear of Wu Renhe in front of him. In terms of his shrewdness, it is impossible for him to turn over his palm. Although now in the pawnshop in Jinling City, he knows that his eyesight is not good, but He didn't mind that he was confused. Wu Renhe even participated in the stock, and he didn't want to make it cheap. If he really played, he was afraid that at that time, not only his shares, but also his meat. Yan Wenyuan believed that he had the ability to dig out a few pieces.

Next, the two of them chatted for a few words and separated. On the way to walk, Yan Wenyuan, who was in a good mood and looked proud, even hummed a little song. In the past few months, the anger in his heart was better with Wu Renhe's softness. In the past few months, he has never been as proud as he is now. To be more precise, it should be - comfortable!

Walking a little flutteringly on the side of the road, Yan Wenyuan, humming a small tune while walking, looked up at the road, with a sense of pride in his heart, turned his eyes back, but saw a carriage, which was originally a proud face suddenly changed, lost, the tune was gone, some were just surprised, and even a trace of anger.

"..."

He looked at the carriage coming towards him in the distance. There were two people sitting on the foreign-style open carriage, and there were still two people standing behind the carriage, but there was only the person in his eyes who was sitting on the carriage and talking to the people around him from time to time.

It's him!

It's the squeap!

Although he is wearing a dress and a top hat on his head at this time, even if he turns into ashes, Yan Wenyuan will not forget the appearance of that person. How could he forget the person who made him a shame in his life?

"The boy of the national government!"

Sitting in a carriage and feeling the cool breeze, Chen Moran secretly asked in his heart that when he arrived in Nanjing last night and stayed in a hotel, he ordered Lu Guozheng to go to the carriage to hire a carriage. But he never thought that he would leave the hotel today, but he only saw this open Western-style carriage. On the way, he let people Staring at him, he only felt like he was being looked at as a monkey.

"... If we can get the approval of Lord Liu this time, not only will our industrial company have a backer in the future, but we can even find a background for you!"

"Born in?"

Chen Moran was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect this. Although the purpose of coming to Nanjing this time was to seek the support of the governor of Liangjiang, with the support of the government, everything would be easier. But he didn't think about getting a background for himself.

At a glance, Sun Mingjiu looked serious again.

"Yes! This is the Qing Dynasty, not Amelia. Why did Sheng Xuanhuai become the first merchant of the Qing Dynasty? In addition to Lord Li helping in the back, there are also the red tops on his head, Sheng Xuanhuai and Hu Xueyan. They don't have red tops on their heads!"

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to it, he still went on with great concern.

"That day, in Shengfu, if Shanda didn't say anything, it would be enough for you to send you to the government office if you don't kneel down when you see the official. If you have a background, you can at least be exempt from etiquette. However, your father once said that you are hard-boned and don't want to kneel, but if you really meet someone who remembers, you are afraid that you will suffer losses. Ah!"

Sun Mingjiu's words set off waves in Chen Moran's heart. What he said was indeed for his own good, but... Why didn't he continue his braids? First, he was disgusted with the pig's tail, and second, for this short hair, which seemed to be a proof that he was just a visitor of this era.

It is precisely because he is a visitor that he can calmly look at many things like looking at history. If he really leaves that braid, Chen Moran, who has no reason, is suddenly afraid. He seems to see that he has become as radical as New Yongjian. When he was young, he was also like them, but he was sharpened. Nearly ten years later, I have been numb to everything.

But the braids left in the back of the head may even become a thorn in the heart at that time, reminding myself from time to time, reminding myself of the shame here, and everything I am suffering here. At that time, I was afraid that I would be numb, and it was difficult to do.

"Yes, one of your legs has been broken, in case you fold the other leg again! ......"

He sighed in his heart. Chen Moran couldn't help touching the back of his head. Did he really want to keep a pig's tail? Now there are many people who cut off the pig's tail, but if they really wear official clothes, I'm afraid that if they don't want to, they will follow the pig's tail.

Is it a compromise in the face of reality, or... "The land in the concession is so expensive, but why does everyone still sharpen their heads and drill into the concession? It's not because in the concession, there is no extortion from the government and the concession. In this way, such problems will come one after another. With the help of the governor, what's the use? The king of hell is better, and the little ghosts are difficult to deal with. With that official clothes, some little ghosts will avoid it.

Hearing this, Chen Moran's face changed dramatically. The reason why he came to Nanjing was not to use the governor of the two rivers to appreciate himself and draw his blueprint. If he really drew the blueprint, he might return it... Sun Mingjiu also saw the change in Chen Moran's face, so he went on.

"Yes, you are a person who does great things. If you really don't want to continue, I won't force you to..."

What can I do if I keep this braid? At the beginning, I even did the job of beheading for glory and wealth, not to mention just a braid. Thinking of this, Chen Moran only felt a burst of pride in his heart.

"Go! Go to the barbershop and shave your head!"

Chen Moran said something as soon as he gritted his teeth!

When the razor passed over his head, it rustled, and the cold blade and the hands of the shaver turned on his head. The hair, which was not long, fell in front of him. Chen Moran's heart could be said to be mixed, and he didn't see the pride of a few minutes ago.

With a few sharp knives, the forehead was shaved, and the razor's razor in one hand bent aside and smiled.

"Master, wait a minute, you're stunned. You won't be able to continue the braids for me!"

"Sir, you wait, the stunned person is a little stunned, but his hands and feet are still sharp!"

When the young man behind quickly braided his hair, Chen Moran looked at the smooth forehead in the basin. It seemed that he could vaguely understand the feelings of those ancestors who would rather kill than shave their heads 250 years ago.

This is an inexplicable humiliation, almost like the pain of being skinned. Although every knife before was swept on the scalp, it was scratched in the heart. People who haven't shaved their heads, or don't know what it means to shave these things, which means that the momentum of slaves, almost means that they have changed from people to slaves!

Suddenly, Chen Moran suddenly stood up, and the braids that had just lasted half of the braids suddenly dispersed!

"Master, you do..."

"Get out!"

Chen Moran, who was pale, roared, and the young man behind him was shocked by his roar.

"Give at you, my lord, you calm down, you calm down... You can't be stunned!"

The master of the shaving shop was angry when he saw the guest and said that his clerk's hands were heavy. He first scolded and kicked again, and then compensated next to him.

"Yes, you are..."

Sun Mingjiu was also shocked by Chen Moran's sudden anger. Zhang Renkui and Lu Guozheng were even more busy running into the store from the outside. They looked like they were ready to fight.

"Master, you always calm down, it's all..."

The master, who was scared by this situation, didn't kneel down with his legs when he was not right. The clothes of these people were that he could afford to provoke by shaving his head.

Sitting back in the chair, Chen Moran glanced at himself in the mirror. His smooth forehead was blue, and the blue light was dazzling.

"It's nothing to do with you. Renew the braids in the back! Lao Zhang, Guozheng, quit, don't scare others!"

With a straight waist and a straight face, Chen Moran sat there. He looked at himself in the mirror and was still a little angry. At this time, not to mention the shaver, even Sun Mingjiu felt inexplicable, but he was so shocked that he did not dare to interrupt. Anyone could see that now he was pressing the fire.

"Master...Master, you...you wait!"

When the shaved master spoke, he stammered, and his legs even trembled, looking trembling.

"Renew it for me, I can't lose you!"

Chen Moran closed his eyes and stopped looking, but he clenched his fists in both hands and pressed them on his knees, breathing a little heavy.

He has been following the carriage. After the carriage stopped beside the shaving shop, watching the slamper enter the shop and shave his head, Yan Wenyuan went directly to the tea stall opposite the shop. At the beginning, Yan Wenyuan was still curious about that he had not braids for a few months, but now everything in the shop fell into his eyes.

"This man... once took my silver here to fill the uncle!!"

Seeing the cripple sitting upright, Yan Wenyuan knew that the cripple must have shave his head for the first time. It was so much that he thought he was a wandering bird in the forty-nine cities that time. His eyesight... When he was secretly annoyed in his heart, his anger on this was a little deeper.

If he were someone else, he would be afraid that he would have rushed up at this time, but Yan Wenyuan was not an ordinary person. He not only endured it, but even smiled, and even drank a pot of tea there. While drinking him, he thought in his heart that he always wanted to find it back.

Finally, almost an hour later, Chen Moran's braids were finally renewed. There was some anger on his face, and Chen Moran, who was unwilling, snorted coldly when he got up, and the shaver next to him trembled by his cold hum.

"National administration, pay the money!"

As soon as the words came out, Chen Moran walked out of the shaving shop. It was really uncomfortable to leave the braid, but he still endured it. Except for himself, no one knew the impact of the braids on him when it stayed on his head, but the anger on his face could not be hidden from others.

"Yo, I said why did I listen to the magpie when I went out today? I didn't expect to meet Master Chen here!"

Chen Moran, who was originally unhappy, was about to say that he was the one who didn't open his eyes. As soon as he turned his head, his eyes suddenly widened. It was him! That old fox!

(to be continued)