Happy Little Scholar

"You said that there were fifty people when you came here, and you sailed across the ocean, going through untold hardships along the way, encountering the angry sea god, the earth dragon turning over, and almost being robbed by bandits, but you five survived?" The man surnamed Cui frowned and asked.

The man with messy hair showed a sad look on his face, nodded, and said: "All the companions died, and we are the only ones left."

"What foreign country is so far away that you have to drift on the sea for half a year?" The man surnamed Cui asked suspiciously: "You just said, which country are you from..."

"Great Britain..." The man looked sad and said: "Great Britain..."

He looked up at the sky: "Great Britain...#@￥%*! The United Kingdom, the great sun never sets..."

"Okay..." The man surnamed Cui waved his hand, he didn't care about the Kingdom of Great Britain, he just identified that the glass was real, which was enough for him.

"Is this all you have?" He smiled and asked at the few people.

The man from Great Britain said in a trembling voice: "It's broken, all broken, only these two boxes are left..."

No wonder these people look so embarrassed, after such a rough experience, it is not easy to have these colored glazes left.

The man surnamed Cui showed a regretful expression on his face, but it disappeared quickly. He looked at the man and said: "Ten thousand taels, I'll give you ten thousand taels, leave these two boxes, ten thousand taels are enough for the five of you to live happily here for ten years."

What foreign merchants like to do most is to exchange precious treasures for some cheap things. The man surnamed Cui secretly remembered the country that was just a tongue twister. This country must be rich in colored glaze. The Wang family's colored glaze may also be bought from merchants in that country.

"Ten thousand taels?"

The man opposite shook his head, took out a smaller Buddha statue from the box, and said: "Ten thousand taels, this, I'll give it to you. I know that colored glazes here are very, precious."

After a moment of stunned expression, the man surnamed Cui's face darkened.

These foreign merchants are actually knowledgeable?

He had thought of sending them away with 10,000 taels. If these things were resold, he would probably make hundreds of times the profit. With such a great contribution to the family, his status in the Cui family would rise sharply. But he didn't expect that these foreign merchants seemed to have figured out the market for colored glaze and were not easy to deceive...

He smiled again and said, "I don't know if you have ever heard of this saying, "Things are precious because they are rare." If there are too many colored glazes, they will naturally be worthless..."

"In that case, then we'll take our leave!" The man nodded, turned around and said a few more words to the few people.

"@#￥%...\u0026amp;amp;amp;."

After the few people responded, they picked up two boxes and prepared to leave.

The smile on the face of the man surnamed Cui froze, and he cursed in his heart that these foreign merchants were so decisive. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Wait, we can discuss the silver issue."

The foreign man said, "We don't want silver."

"If you don't want silver, what do you want?" The man surnamed Cui frowned slightly and said.

The foreign man turned around and looked around the Jinyu Pavilion.

The man surnamed Cui finally realized something and frowned even more deeply.

"Please sit here for a while. Let me think about this for a moment." Soon he smiled and said, "Cui Wu, serve tea to the guests!"

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"Second Uncle, we can't eat so much colored glass..."

In the back hall, the man surnamed Cui sat on the main seat. The young man looked at him and said hesitantly.

"Of course I know I can't eat it." The man surnamed Cui waved his hand. How could a branch of Jinyu Pavilion in Kyoto eat up a business worth millions of taels?

They simply couldn't take out so much silver at once.

Those foreign merchants proposed bartering, using the treasures of Jinyu Pavilion to exchange for those colored glass. The idea was quite ingenious.

I'm afraid they want to return to their foreign countries and sell those jewelry and other things. I heard that these things are very popular in foreign countries.

"Uncle, should we..." The young man hesitated for a moment, then suddenly looked at him and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"The lives of foreigners are cheap, but now they are in the shop, it is not easy to do anything. I will hold them for a while, you go and arrange people, once they leave the city..." The man surnamed Cui hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice.

"Uncle, I understand!"

The young man showed joy on his face, walked out of the hall quickly, and went out through the back door.

A sneer appeared on the face of the man surnamed Cui. They were just a few foreigners, and they died. The government would not investigate the case without a head or tail. As long as it was not in front of the people of Kyoto, even if it was found out to be the Cui family, they could easily settle it.

After a cup of tea, the man surnamed Cui walked out, with his signature smile on his face, and said: "Okay, let's do as you say, but before that, let's estimate the value of these colored glass..."

An hour later, several disheveled and ragged people walked out of the Jingdu Jinyu Pavilion, each carrying a bulging bag, and soon disappeared in the crowd.

In the Jinyu Pavilion, several shop assistants looked at the shelves around them, which were full of goods just now, but now empty. They looked at the dazzling colored glass in the two boxes, and the taste in their hearts was hard to describe.

After asking people to move the two boxes away, the man surnamed Cui came to the back hall and suddenly asked, "Have you arranged everything?"

"Everything has been arranged. Twenty good men have been sent to follow them. As long as they leave the capital, they will be killed immediately and our goods will be taken back."

The man surnamed Cui nodded, sat back in the main seat, took a sip of tea, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

At the city gate, several men with ragged clothes like beggars and carrying several large bags left the city.

A man walking in front suddenly said, "Old Third, what's wrong with you? You almost got caught just now."

He spoke fluent Chinese at this time, which was very different from what he said in the Jinyu Pavilion just now.

The man who just spoke haltingly in Chinese said aggrievedly: "Brother, this really can't be blamed on me. I don't know why the leader came up with such a strange name, it's too tongue-twisting..."

Another person waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, the mission is completed, hurry back and report. I plan to exchange the points earned this time for Bingbao Sword. The swords made by Zhujian Villa are impeccable, but the weapons they make are always for their own use. Since they joined our Liumeng, they can finally use the top weapons..."

The last person weighed the bag in his hand and said: "Do you think someone will take these colored glazes and run away? If they are all sold, what weapons can't be bought?"

The man called the eldest brother smiled and said: "Not to mention that there are two groups of inspectors following each way, even if If someone can really bribe the inspection team, I'm afraid they are greedy but not spend it. Although the world is big, there are more martial artists. Where can they escape to? "

"Yes, big brother is right. It is impossible to take Liuli away. We are in Kyoto. The leader trusts us. Others are followed by the inspection team. Who dares to be greedy? What's more, what is money? If the leader is willing to give some advice, it's easy to get on the Heavenly Ranking. This is much more important than those material things?"

"Okay, okay."

The big brother stopped and said, "Put these things down first, quickly get rid of those guys behind, and go back to report!"

[ps: Extra 2 has been posted. It's not long. It's all written by readers. I will pick the good ones to post. The next one is about Lao Fang and Xiao Hong. It's longer, about 3,000 words.]