No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 30
Interpersonal communication is a wonderful thing sometimes.

The day before, you might be angry, angry, ignorant, old and dead, and you might not communicate with each other, but when you meet the next day, you might say good morning to each other as if nothing happened.

A new day, a new weather, and a new junior sister...

Today is the day when the Yuanming Building's fundraising banquet is held. The sun rises early in the morning, and the sky should be clear and clear all day long.

Ouyang Rong went out early, carrying a few breads, and rushed to the official office on the way. He sat in the office room and looked through Peng Langdu's business tax account book for a while. Diao Xiancheng, who was not enough, handed over.

After learning about the preparation of the banquet at noon, there was no major problem. The two talked about the details again, and after confirming the time, they went to work separately.

Yan Liulang was not in Longcheng recently. Ouyang Rong sent him to Jiangzhou to handle errands a few days ago, including asking him to lead a team of arresters to supervise the transportation of the three thousand shi grains in Jimin warehouse.

Although there is not much food, Ouyang Rong doesn't want to see any unplanned troubles now, and he has to keep an eye on everything, so he is a little relieved.

Therefore, Ouyang Rong's guarding work in the past few days has naturally fallen on Xie Lingjiang.

Today is no exception.

The two met again in the "a bit boring" office yesterday. Ouyang Rong found that the junior sister's complexion was normal, they said good morning to each other, and getting along was no different than usual.

Ouyang Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that Xie Lingjiang's men's clothing today is no longer the tight round-necked beard robes that were popular in the Great Zhou Dynasty yesterday, but has changed into a refined long gown with wide sleeves and wide sleeves, making his figure less protruding.

However, she has a beautiful face and looks good in whatever she wears. It has to make people feel emotional. The genes of the noble family of the Xie family in Chenjun, who have been born for hundreds of years, are indeed excellent. Junior sisters usually don't smile.

It's just that Ouyang Rong didn't pay much attention to these things, and his attention was all on today's business. When it was near noon, he put down his copybook, took Xie Lingjiang and went out together, and rushed to Yuanming Tower.

Sitting in a swaying carriage together on the road, neither of them mentioned what happened yesterday, as if it never happened.

In the car, Ouyang Rong sat upright, staring at the curtain in front of him.

Xie Lingjiang sat sideways, also sitting upright.

All are righteous gentlemen.

But someone was the first to break the silence.

"Give."

A plain hand was stretched straight out in front of Ouyang Rong, and on the white and clean little hand was a pinched and wrinkled purse.

"This is?"

"Isn't it public fundraising? I can't donate?"

"Um, yes, but you have no obligation."

"Then treat it as a favor, and you donate it. I didn't bring much with me when I went out this time. After buying the sword and bow, I only had six taels of gold and a few taels of silver. I sent a letter home yesterday. Some private money will be sent, and you can donate again.”

"There is less gold in circulation now. Six taels are enough to exchange for six or seventy coins, which is nearly [-] Wen. You donated too much."

"How much is the brother expected to raise this time?"

"At least three thousand guan."

"The junior sister didn't donate much." Xie Lingjiang shook his head.

"The three thousand crowns are donated by the gang of local tyrants and gentry."

Ouyang Rong said softly: "Most of the wealth in the society of Longcheng County is in their hands. They are all wealthy households. Seventy pennies is not much to them, but my younger sister is a personal donation. So much donation is already worth it." I have been on my salary for three years..."

Speaking of this, Ouyang Rong suddenly realized that the Xie family in Chenjun seemed to be a big dog, and it was much stronger than the Liu family in Longcheng, which only occupied Jiangzhou, but it was more elegant and low-key.

However, what this kind of high-ranking family is not pursuing is the richness of the local tyrants, but fame, network influence and some hidden background.

For example, Ouyang Rong's reputation as a gentleman is something they can appreciate.

Moreover, the younger junior sister and mentor are only one family in the Xie family in Chenjun, and the Xie family has many children and family members, and the roots of the tree are scattered.

However, in Ouyang Rong's impression, his mentor Xie Xun lived a frugal and poor life, and his younger junior sister looked similar to him. They were not interested in the family's business and making money, and reading was the first priority.It is conceivable that in the Xie family, money matters are probably left to the bottom line and left to the collateral children to take care of them, and are not taken seriously.

"That's fine."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and put away the little rich woman's purse.

"Wait a minute." He hesitated for a moment, touched his sleeve with his hand, and finally handed out a crystal bead to Xie Lingjiang.This is what he picked up in the Pure Land Palace.

In the latter's suspicious eyes, he joked:
"In view of Miss Xie's first donation for this fundraising banquet, I will give a special pearl as a reward. May the girl's heart be like a pearl and be pure and clear forever."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly remembered that the pearl in his hand seemed to be the one that she misunderstood and stole in Sanhuiyuan that day, and this was also the wedge between the two of them for the first time.

The little junior sister looked at the serious and nonsense appearance of the senior brother, pressed the corners of her lips to bend, nodded, took it and put it away.

She felt... the pearl of that day has not changed, the person has not changed, and this senior brother is still a bit dishonest...

Xie Lingjiang slightly pursed her vermilion lips, but Ouyang Rong said rather reluctantly:
"This bead should be quite valuable, and it can still shine under the moonlight at night. I went to several pawnshops in casual clothes yesterday and asked, and the quotations were not low, but I always thought it was killing me, so I didn't sell it. Junior sister Take it, and you can find an expert to take a look at it later.”

"Ok."

Xie Lingjiang nodded, but she didn't care too much. She couldn't wait to ask:

"How much food can I exchange for these donations?"

"Now seventy guan can only buy less than five hundred shi of rice."

Xie Lingjiang lowered his eyes, calculated in his mind, and frowned: "Why is the price of rice so expensive? Isn't the price of rice in our Jiangnan Road ten cents a bucket, and ten buckets is a stone...how can you get ten stones for the usual money?"

"That was before the disaster, and now the price of rice in Longcheng is rising every day. Although I issued a price limit order, there are still many unscrupulous merchants who secretly sell grain with additional terms. Right now, it costs at least fourteen cents a bucket. Not many merchants sell it." He said calmly.

Xie Lingjiang took a deep breath, and slowly spit out two words: "profiteer."

Ouyang Rong didn't speak, opened the curtain of the car, and looked at the luxury restaurant by the river that was getting closer and closer.

He didn't want to play with those profiteers at all, because he was afraid of getting his hands dirty, but the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty was unreliable, and with tens of thousands of victims and floods coming at any time behind him, he couldn't be alone.

Get dirty hands.

……

Before the luncheon at Yuanming Building started, Ouyang Rong sincerely received the landlords, country gentry, wealthy businessmen and famous scholars at the entrance of the hall.

Introduced by Diao Xiancheng from the side.

For example, this one is from the Patriarch of the Cheng family who runs a half of the water transport business in Longcheng; The old man of the Guan family, the governor of a certain state in the north, has a large piece of fertile land on the outskirts of the city...

Ouyang Rong directly started the social cattle mode, and sent the warmth and care of herdsmen's parents and officials to the good citizens of Longcheng. After this small talk, it can be said that the officials are kind and filial to the people... until Diao Xiancheng introduced a stranger to the in front of him.

"Mingfu, this is the head of the Liu family in the west of the city, Liu Ziwen."

Ouyang Rong, who was behind his back, raised his eyebrows and smiled even more.

But when he turned around to look, he was quite surprised.

The famous Liu Ziwen, the head of the Liu family who has always made Ouyang Rong feel cocooned, is not as domineering or cold and arrogant as imagined.

On the contrary, it was a bit lukewarm, even ordinary.

　Heck, there is still at night, it may not be [-] o'clock, but there must be!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)