Republic of China small businessman

Huang Wanxing was a little displeased, looked at Li Chunlin and asked, "I have spent so much manpower and material resources to build a Guozhuang business, so you can do it like this?"

Li Chunlin cried, "My lord, that guy under Xu Jun is really reckless and rude, I haven't had time to say anything yet..."

"What else do you want to say? Now everyone in Xichuan knows that our Huang's shop sells bad salt, and you have ruined the business that has been in business for ten years!" Huang Wanxing kicked him and cursed: "It's useless thing!"

Li Chunlin hugged his leg and begged, "Master, give me one more chance, this time I promise to make it happen."

Huang Wanxing asked him, "What are you going to do?"

Li Chunlin quickly said: "We also went to Rongcheng to find a newspaper office. The Xie family published one newspaper, and we published two or three. They wrote news for half a month, and I found someone to write for a month. A nephew in my family works in the newspaper office. Ask him to write more news to suppress this matter..."

Huang Wanxing listened to it at first, but when he heard the last sentence, he felt uncomfortable.

The Huang family has just developed in the lower city for less than ten years, and the best son in his family has only gone to middle school, and finally spent money to donate a school to continue studying.Work like that in a newspaper office is the job of a scholar, and ordinary people can't do it.The Huang family is rich, but they have never had any scholars. Li Chunlin, the treasurer under him, was reused because of his literacy, but now he even hides a nephew who works in a newspaper. It was the gossip that the servants of the Huang family embezzled the family property and planned to replace it.

When Huang Wanxing looked at Li Chunlin, there was a trace of wariness in his eyes.

The nephew of the newspaper that Li Chunlin was talking about was actually a distant relative who couldn't get away with anything. He said it purely to make money for himself. He sensed that Huang Wanxing was dissatisfied with him, and wanted to express himself even more.

Huang Wanxing sat back on the main seat again, without saying a word.

Li Chunlin felt uneasy, knelt there and did not dare to move.

After a while, Huang Wanxing drank half a cup of tea before opening his mouth and said: "Forget about publishing in the newspaper, but this time it's because you are not doing well, and Guozhuang's business has suffered a serious loss. I will deduct a year's salary from you."

Li Chunlin repeatedly agreed, "Yes, yes."

He promised too simply, Huang Wanxing's eyes sank again, he looked at him and said, "In that case, you go down first."

"Master, the business of the Shangcheng Salt Field..."

"You just got out of prison, go home and rest for a few days, don't worry about these things for now."

Li Chunlin swallowed the words again and responded with a sound.

Li Chunlin was in his forties and was no longer young. He had just knelt in the room for a long time, and when he came out he was already limping, walking slowly with his hands on the wall.

A confidant came over and wanted to help, Li Chunlin shook his head and said: "No need, tell me what happened during this period of time, why is the master so suspicious of me?"

The confidant said in a low voice: "Master Li, after you went in, our master wanted to sue Shangcheng Xie's family, and even brought the comprador with a severed hand to the government, wanting him to be a witness, but Xie Siquan also brought a person to the government. Government."

Li Chunlin frowned: "Who did he lift? On the official road?"

"...He lifted up the old steward of the saltworks, saying that he was also injured by our people that day." He paused, and whispered: "The old man is in his seventies and eighties, and he has plasters all over his body. He just cried out in pain, unable to speak clearly, Xie Siquan used this as an excuse to delay for three days, and then this matter was reported in the newspapers in Xichuan, and the trouble became like today."

Li Chunlin thought for a moment, and always felt that if it was just like this, it would not make their master and servant separate.

When I got home, I found that thieves had been recruited in the house. Those thieves not only stole the money, but also demolished a big hole in the courtyard wall of his house, which is now only roughly blocked.When Li Chunlin's family saw him coming back, they cried with snot and tears: "You are back, our family recruited thieves and lost a lot of valuable things. Now the government has caught a small thief, so at least we can recover a bag of gold and silver." , but the people in the government said that the master would only give it to you if you go to get it yourself..."

Li Chunlin almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, choked up and asked, "The thief is also in the government?"

The family member cried: "That's not true. The thief fined the money and beat the board that day and then released it. Our family's gold and silver were kept in the government. They refused to give it after asking for it several times."

Li Chunlin said: "Confused! You are really confused!"

The family members kept crying and begging him to bring back the burden of gold and silver. Li Chunlin's mind turned quickly, but he couldn't explain it clearly to the woman.

After thinking about it, he realized that this must have been arranged by the Xie family.

This idea has been made since the beginning of writing in the newspaper. The other party knew that he would not be able to be imprisoned for a few days, but what he needed was just a few days. Trust will also become suspicious, the other party is using countermeasures!Take one step and look at three steps, when did such a scheming person come out of the Xie family... Li Chunlin is now dumb and suffers from eating Coptis chinensis. One staggered, and fell to the ground with a black eye.

Before Li Chunlin passed out, his head flashed, but the young man Mo Mo had a face similar to Patriarch Xie's. When he looked at him, his eyes were like sharp swords soaked in snow water, showing a cold light.

Uptown, Xie family.

Xie Jing stood in the middle of the hall, Xie Siquan and Xu Jun sat on the two master chairs in front of them, and there were a row of seats on each side, on which were several big shopkeepers of the Xie family and several general managers of the saltworks.

Xie Jing reported the situation of going to the city in the past few days to everyone one by one. Because she stayed in the study all the year round in the Northland, she was used to listening to Bai Er's words, so she remembered some routines and spoke them fluently.

Xie Siquan drank his tea slowly, glanced at the people on both sides, and tried his best to suppress the raised corners of his lips.

After Xie Jing finished talking about the newspaper, he also talked about the recent manpower arrangement. He didn't care about the specific affairs of the saltworks, but he had dozens of expert guards sent to him by Xie Siquan. He only picked up what he had done and said simply: "... According to the order of the head of the family, the curfew has been imposed on the major salt farms of the Xie family in Xichuan, and a few people have been added to each of them, and people have been sent to Guozhuang to talk to the local shopkeepers about the bad salt, so hurry up, and there will be a reply in a few days."

After Xie Jing finished speaking, Xu Jun asked first, "What else do you want to say?"

Several supervisors of the saltworks stood up first, cupped their hands and said: "There is nothing to say, the young master will support us, brothers are convinced!"

The store manager also got up and said: "Thank you, Young Master, for sending more people. Our business has been much better these days, and the brothers from the Salt Gang are taking care of me, and I feel at ease." , Shu brocade and other shops, thanks to the news in the newspapers during this period, the Xie family shops sold a lot more goods than usual. The shopkeeper didn't say anything, but his eyes were shining when he looked at Xie Jing .

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Xu Jun turned to Xie Siquan and asked, "The master?"

Xie Siquan coughed, put down the teacup, put his hands on his knees and tapped, looked around at the others and said: "The Young Master's work, I and everyone have seen it, it's safe, and the rest of the matter will follow what the Young Master said before." Let's do it, that's all for today's meeting, let's break up." He beckoned Xie Jing to come forward, patted his arm, "Jing'er stay, I have something to say to you."

Xie Jing waited there, standing with her hands behind her back.

Xu Jun glanced at him, then at Xie Siquan, who turned his legs up and out of shape as soon as people left, and couldn't help but shook his head: "You are not as good as a child."

Xie Siquan's whole body was full of complacency, he shook his toes a few times, raised his chin and said, "I, Jing'er, is so good, let alone me, who in Xichuan can come up with such a brilliant idea?"

Xie Jing has heard too many compliments these days, and her heart is calm and unmoved.

Xu Jun said: "There are no outsiders, Jing'er sit down first, let's talk slowly."

Xie Siquan took Xie Jing's hand, asked him to move a chair and sit on his assistant, and asked with interest: "What should we do next?"

Xie Jing shook her head: "I don't know."

Xie Siquan: "Huh?"

Xie Jing explained: "It depends on what the other party does. There is one way to deal with smart people, and ten ways to deal with stupid people."

Xie Siquan: "How to deal with smart people?"

Xie Jing: "Break through ten sessions with one effort."

He spoke seriously, as if he would really do this, Xu Jun couldn't help but smile, and Xie Siquan beside him also laughed.After discussing a few words, he put the Huang family aside and comforted Xie Jing: "I know Huang Wanxing, but it's just a matter of luck. If he wants to come to Shangcheng with this family property, he is still a little short of time. Before you move, the eyes of other people around you are fixed on you." He looked at Xie Jing, his eyes slightly bent, "Jing'er, I was too busy to ask, I heard, cough, you have been studying with Xu Jun for a few days ago ...do you have anything to ask me?"

His turning point was too blunt, Xie Jing didn't understand, and looked at them blankly.

Xu Jun sat aside, holding his teacup nervously, not daring to move.

Xie Siquan scratched his head and said vaguely: "Well, you think he is good, right? He does know a lot, and of course your uncle is not bad either."

Xie Jing thought for a moment, and tried to compliment him: "Uncle, both civil and military, I often hear the leaders of the saltworks mention you."

Xie Siquan glanced at Xu Jun, Xu Jun didn't look sideways, he couldn't count on this guy to beat the side drum, and said: "Then, do you have anything you want to ask us?"

Xie Jing was silent for a moment, and Xie Siquan's palms were inexplicably sweaty. Although he had heard Xu Jun say that his nephew did not object to them, he still felt a little nervous if he really wanted to make it public. After all, he was the only relative he cared about. , both he and Xu Jun want Xie Jing's blessing.

Xie Jing suddenly lowered her head, reached out to rummage in her arms, took out a small stone tiger, and asked, "Uncle, I didn't have time to ask before. This is my mother's relic. I found it in a Buddha statue. You Have you seen this?"

Xie Siquan glanced at it, and suddenly let out a "huh", stretched out his hand to take it and looked it over for a while, and said, "Oh, I got it by chance from the Fuhu Temple in Yunmeng Mountain. At that time, my sister and I went to worship Buddha on the mountain. From there I picked it up while I was there, my sister thought it was interesting, but I didn’t expect to keep it until now.”

Xie Jing was puzzled: "I didn't mean to pick it up? But there is a star map on it."

He pointed it to Xie Siquan, Xie Siquan looked at it, but didn't recognize it, only saw a few vague small potholes, frowned and said: "I don't know, too many years have passed, I can't remember clearly, but At that time, sister didn't mention the star map, maybe it was polished later. Where is this star map?"

Xie Jing said: "The star map is Xichuan."

Xie Siquan was stunned, for a moment his fingers brushed lightly over the stone tiger, and he chuckled.

This is engraved by my sister, that's right.

She was still thinking about Xi Chuan.

thinking about home.