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The little teapot, which was frightened in his heart, had not had time to salute a group of patrol officers and soldiers and Ding Yong of the Baojia Bureau, was pushed into the lobby by them rudely. In an instant, there was a lot of scolding and cursing. In the originally quiet lobby, there was chaos.

The brothel madam Lu also ran out like a silk scarf, and he held up a coquettish voice to meet the two officers and soldiers. A group of servants and little girls quickly brought tea to the guests. He was trembling and ignored the small teapot that was pushed aside, which made the little teapot hanging up much more at ease.

Sure enough, the two leaders took a closer look and explained their purpose. It was nothing to die a few humble beggars outside the West City. Those unemployed vagrants who were as cheap as dogs were killed for various reasons were not new. The serious thing was that the murder occurred on the second day of the Lunar New Year in the Tongqing period of the People's Republic of China, and there were four deaths. The impact was extremely bad. The Governor and the patrolman who carried out rigorous reforms and strictly rectified the public security system, said that Mr. Zhou Shanpei was very annoyed and ordered the whole city to investigate strictly. Therefore, they led their subordinates to investigate one by one.

How could Lu’s mother still know that the two leaders took the opportunity to extort? I don’t know how many times she has experienced such a thing in decades. She first cursed which kills Qiandao, who caused such a confusion during the Chinese New Year, then asked the two leaders about their well-being, and understood the hard work and difficulties of the two leaders and soldiers very considerately. Finally, she waved her hand with orchid fingers, and the second housekeeper standing beside her immediately entered the inner hall. She quickly brought a tray of fragrant sandalwood, with two silver dollars wrapped in red paper, each of which was ten oceans.

The two leaders were polite, then each grabbed a silver dollar, thanked with a smile on his face, shouted a few times, and led a group of subordinates away.

The little teapot followed him out and saw that the officers and soldiers didn't care about the teahouse at the alley and continued to walk towards the other brothels inside. His heart finally completely let go.

At this point, he still didn't know how the patrol officers and Ding Yong of the Baojia Bureau were not here to investigate the case, but took the opportunity to extort. No wonder their reputation was so bad.

Especially this Baojia Bureau, three years ago, under the keen reform of Zhou Shanpei, the police elite of this dynasty, the Baojia Bureau has been renamed the Patrol Police Station. However, four years have passed, the people still do not call them police officers, but still call them Ding Yong of the Baojia Bureau. Every time the government recruits police officers with great fanfare, few people go to register, which shows how deep the grievances in the people's hearts are.

Mother Lu's smile had turned into helpless lament. She sat cross-legged on the Grand Master's chair to welcome guests, cursing in a low voice, saying that she would provide filial piety to the government offices and bureaus before the New Year, but she still had such a chance for the New Year, and she couldn't live this day.

The little teapot took the opportunity to sneak into the backyard, sneaked into my sister's room, talked to her sister who was practicing pipa for a while, and had a fight, and returned to the teahouse with the bags of delicious pastries left by her sister. After eating and drinking, she slept peacefully.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the officers and soldiers were struggling for a long time and the following was gone. The whole city was still lively and joyful.

These days, there is a rare time to be happy. No one wants to feel unhappy during the New Year. The officials don’t care about the few beggars who died outside the West City. There are many rumors in the neighborhood, such as ** revenge killing, internal strife of the Beggars’ Gang, digging graves and treasures, causing death disasters, etc., and a murder case where four people died seemed to have become entertainment news.

These days, the little teapot has not been idle. Every day, I spent half a day wandering around the bustling city, and carefully understood the world, especially the major antique shops, jewelry shops, bookstores, and foreign businesses. The little teapot learned more and more. After a few days, more than 20 exquisite thread-bound books were added in his room. Every night, in addition to practicing calligraphy, he was reading books eagerly, and his life was very fulfilling.

On the evening of the fourth day of the Chinese New Year, Ma Gan came to the teahouse, sent back the axe and kitchen knife, and told his elder brother about the various news he had heard in recent days.

When Xiao Teapot heard that the homeless women and children were dispersed by the patrol officers and soldiers of the investigation and the Baojia Bureau Ding Yong, he quietly returned to the Zizhu Forest to live, and his mood was as heavy as a hemp pole. He knew very well that in such a cold winter, those ragged and penniless women and children had nowhere to live except to return to this fierce place where "bloody has not been scattered every night". Surviving was the only choice for these ants who were as lowly as ants, and it was also an instinctive reaction.

Xiao Teapot knew what Ma Gan said. This second brother, who was abandoned by his relatives since childhood, suffered a lot of hardships, seemed to be cruel and treacherous, was actually very kind in his heart. Three months ago, he was also one of the women and children of the Zizhu Forest. Little Teapot could understand his mood, but he would never dare to extend a helping hand at this time.

After repeatedly weighing the pros and cons, the small teapot suggested that the hemp rod quietly send 100 copper plates, and the others should be taken one step at a time, and be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years.

After successfully taking revenge and obtaining a large number of antiques and silver, Ma Gan was completely convinced of Xiao Teapot's wit and strategy. Without saying a word, he agreed completely. Before leaving, he advised Xiao Teapot to quit the work of the teahouse and move to the rented yard, and live together, and then the four brothers lived together and did business together.

On the eighth day of the Chinese New Year, the teahouse finally resumed its business, but the kind-hearted shopkeeper Deng was in a dilemma. This time his wife brought two little nephews from her hometown, saying that she was following him to learn business, but in fact she wanted him to support her. Shopkeeper Deng could only stuff the two boys into the teahouse, but the teahouse didn't need so many people.

What made Manager Deng even more troubled was that on the days when he went home for the New Year, the small teapot cleaned the inside and outside of the teapot and arranged it in an orderly manner. The two large square tables in the warehousing room and more than a dozen broken chairs were repaired firmly, and they were moved back to the lobby on the first floor, but the small teapot did not say a word to show off.

Faced with such a diligent and sensible guy, Zhangguin Deng really couldn't bear to dismiss. After all, Xiaochakepot has been working in the teahouse for almost four years, and people have feelings for each other! But if he wants to quit one of the other five young, strong and experienced Dr. Tea and two masters in charge of tea in the kitchen, Zhangguin Deng could not make up this decision.

Seeing that the Lantern Festival was approaching, just as Manager Deng was worried, he was as careful as he could see the clues from it. He voluntarily resigned. His attitude was very humble and his words were full of gratitude, which made Manager Deng’s eyes red and he felt guilty. He gritted his teeth and gave the little teapot three months of wage compensation.

The teapot was accepted respectfully, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he worked diligently until the teahouse closed, and then carried his own small bag and quietly left through the back door.

When Manager Deng walked to the backyard warehousing room and wanted to say a few more words to Xiaochakes, the Xiaochakes were gone.

Manager Deng looked at the room that looked wide and neat after the old items were freed up, and looked at the large stack of old newspapers and brushes and inkstones neatly placed on the repaired square table. He felt sad and his nose kept sore.

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On the night of the Lantern Festival, an ordinary yard on the east side of the schoolyard in the north of the city was full of joy and lively.

More than 20 children ran over with homemade lanterns in their hands, laughing and laughing. Seven women, who were in their thirties and fifties, changed into new clothes. The sudden happiness filled their hearts. Although they were restrained and timid when cooking, their eyes were shining with hope.

The little teapot that returned from sending gifts to Sister Yi was infected by a group of crazy children as soon as he walked into the yard. Although he and Ma Gan brought all the miserable women and children in the purple bamboo forest together and took huge risks, he did not regret it at all. In his heart, he longed for equality and freedom, and pursued the power of survival more than anyone else, and he never thought that he was doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, but giving alms.

Two months ago, he, like everyone in the yard, had no higher capital, and now he enjoyed a relatively wealthy life, which was completely based on blood. Therefore, he believed that he was equal in personality, just like everyone in the yard.

"Brother, have a cup of tea first, wait until the third brother, and the fourth brother will start the meal."

Ma Gan took two big bags of snacks with a spring breeze on his face: "You buy osmanthus cakes again, don't spoil these boys...Sister Four, please share these two bags of osmanthus cakes."

The little teapot took the tea from the slightly beautiful sister who had been in her thirties and was presented with her with both hands. She nodded and turned to Ma Gan: "Have you arranged the place where you live?"

"It's fine. The east and west wing rooms in the back are all built into bunk beds. The man lives in the east and the woman lives in the west. This way, two living rooms are vacant. It's spacious enough. The west side room has three extra beds, and the fourth sister and the others live in. The third brother and I live in the east side room. There is a small study room for you. The fourth brother comes from time to time and let him live with you. It's just right for you two scholars to live in the same room."

Ma Gan was in a very good mood, and spoke more neatly than usual, and he looked much happier.

Xiao Teapot thought it was fine, so the two chatted for a while and the trivial matters were coming. Wu San and Rodfa arrived one after another, and the sumptuous Lantern Festival dinner officially began.

No matter how much the women and the children persuaded each other, they were reluctant to move the table to the main hall, and insisted on eating in the kitchen behind. The little teapot was so hard that they had to give up. The four brothers sat down and ate and drank a lot. They only started discussing the matter after they had just finished their food and food.

Xiaochashu first explained the matter of registering himself and Ma Gan after the New Year, renting a shop near the Wenshu Temple Market, and then asked the three brothers to discuss how to set the rules of the car dealer.

The conversation started to get lively. The four brothers said that they didn't have a question until the second half of the night. At this time, the little teapot was so tired that his eyelids were fighting.

The next morning, Wu San and Rodfa went to the Wenshu Temple area as planned to find a shop, changed into the small teapot and skewers, and went to the Japanese foreign shop on Gulou North Street to find out the price of rickshaws.

At the intersection of Gulou North Street and Zhongmartyrs Temple Street, it is a relatively prosperous commercial area in Chengdu at this time. "Zhuyuan Co., Ltd." is located in the northeast of the intersection. The two-story Chinese brick and tile building is quite imposing, with a wide storefront, covering 15 or 16 meters. This place was originally owned by Fushen, a local Zhou family, but the Zhou family failed to invest in the mine. In addition, the Zhou family's father and son became addicted to opium, so they had to sell their property and move outside the south city to live in vain. The building was sold several times and fell into the hands of the Oriental businessman Jiro Tsuna Genjiro.

Three years ago, Zhongyuan left Shanghai with his wife, his seventeen-year-old son and three Japanese male and female employees, and came to Chengdu to explore the market. His family's business was very different from locals and other foreigners. He was polite, hardworking and humble, and took good care of familiar guests. He often rushed to sell goods on credit. Therefore, he had a good reputation in Chengdu and surrounding areas. Now he has become a famous businessman in Chengdu and even Sichuan.

At this time, the Lantern Festival had just passed, and the merchants were not willing to leave their warm homes. The Zhongyuan family sold hardware accessories, machinery and equipment, and the business that undertakes bulk import and export business had no customers. There were endless pedestrians passing by the door of the business.

The little teapot and the maoka raised their legs inside, and immediately a guy in a black kimono came forward to greet him, nodding and bowing, which made the little teapot feel a bit proud of his grandfather.

The waiter from Japan heard that Xiao Teapot wanted to buy ten rickshaws, and his face changed. He immediately respectfully invited Xiao Teapot to sit down and have a tea at the reception area on the left. He bowed again and apologized for a while and ran to the wooden wall with paper paste on the north side. He respectfully knelt on the mat and spoke a series of Japanese.

Ma Gan was very surprised and pulled the sleeves of the little teapot and asked, "This guy is crazy, talking to the wall?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is a custom of the Eastern people. It's not a wall, but a sliding door for moving activities. I guess the boss is inside. The number of Oriental cars we want is quite large, and the guy dares not make decisions." The little teapot explained in a low voice.

As soon as the small teapot finished speaking, the wide sliding door slowly opened. A short middle-aged man wearing a simple black kimono and pair of gold-rimmed glasses walked out, skillfully put on the wooden clogs beside the mat, quickly walked to the two of the small teapots, and bowed respectfully to the small teapot that was standing up politely.

"I have been welcomed by mistake, please forgive me! I am very happy to be able to serve both gentlemen."

The little teapot quickly returned the gift: "I dare not be a good person, Mr. Zhongyuan is polite! No matter whether you are old or strong, you are the teacher. We are just two younger generations who have just learned to do business. My surname is Xiao, and this is my good brother, and my surname is Ma. I will ask Mr. Zhongyuan to take care of him in the future!"

The eyes of Zhongyuan's lenses were shining. The little teapot was very young and talked very well, which surprised him. He guessed in his heart that the young man in front of him must have received a good education, so he was even more polite in his tone. After asking the little teapot to sit down, he poured tea for them himself. After the little teapot took a sip, he asked politely:

"Mr. Xiao, do you want to buy ten rickshaws made in Japan at a time?"

"It's ten cars. If the price is right, we can afford it. Maybe we will buy more." The little teapot replied clearly.

Zhong Yuan smiled and said, "Although Mr. Xiao is young, I admire his vision and ambitions. Currently, there is only a rickshaw shop run by Mr. Chen in Chengnan, and there are only eight cars in operation, which is far from meeting the travel needs of local people. Mr. Xiao keenly sees the business opportunities, which is amazing!

"I guess Mr. Xiao has already learned in detail about the selling price of our Japanese rickshaws. I wonder if Mr. Xiao thinks our products and prices are appropriate?"

“It’s not suitable.”

The small teapot didn't beat around the bush and said his opinion directly: "Not to mention the quality, I will only talk about the current price of rickshaws in Shanghai. I saw a few advertisements in Shanghai's Times half a month ago. The price of rickshaws made in Japan is 135 yuan, and the price of rickshaws produced in Shanghai's "Shenhong Machine Factory" is 115 yuan, with a very different price difference.

"I admit that the quality of Japanese rickshaws is better, but the price is too high, and Mr. Tsukaru's price is even higher, 170 yuan, even if the shipping fee is added, it should not be so high!"

When Zunyuan heard the criticism of Xiaochao, he ignored it and still had an amiable smile:

"Mr. Xiao's words make sense. It's our wrong. He did not announce the price reduction of rickshaws in time. Please forgive me... However, if Mr. Xiao wants to buy high-quality rickshaws produced in Japan for a price of 135 yuan, it may be difficult to do. In addition to freight, we also need a certain profit as a dealer and we also need to pay taxes to your government. What I am talking about is the additional tax levied by the local government. Can Mr. Xiao understand?"

Xiao Teapot nodded: "I understand this. Although I also know that there are differences in purchase prices between dealers and retailers, I believe Mr. Tsukazuki's statement. After all, it was my first contact. I also wanted to leave a good impression on Mr. Tsukazuki. Maybe we will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future.

"Mr. Zunyuan, I know I am young and have no experience in doing business, nor do I have the good demeanor and cultivation of you, but what I tell the truth."

Zhong Yuan's old face turned red: "Mr. Xiao's words made me quite ashamed. In this way, please tell me a price that is acceptable. As long as I can afford it, I will do my best to do it."

"Is it OK to buy one hundred and forty-five yuan per car?" The little teapot directly said the lowest price in his heart.

"This...the price is too low, I need to think about it carefully..." Zhong Yuan hesitated, frowned and thought for a while, but the commission could not decide. Seeing that the teapot and the tea cup in front of Ma Gan was empty, he quickly picked up the teapot and wanted to pour tea for them again.

Seeing this, the little teapot shook his head slightly, stood up and said politely:

"Then I won't bother Mr. Tsukaru. Mr. Tsukaru is a senior in the business world and has a very high reputation in our Chengdu. I am just an unknown junior. I shouldn't have said anything, but from the rickshaw alone, Japanese products are so profitable. This is incompatible with the slogan "One belt of water, Sun and China" posted by Mr.

"I'm not afraid to tell sir, I ordered five rickshaws from Mr. Roberting's British trading company a few years ago, and the price is 150 yuan per car. This rickshaw assembled in Shanghai with British parts is also of good quality, and it is twenty centimeters wider than the ones produced in Japan, and the diameter of the horizontal shaft is two millimeters more. The goods will be here in the past few days. If Mr. Tsukazuna still hopes to cooperate, I should consider my suggestions more. Sorry, I'm leaving!"

Zunyuan looked blankly at the little teapot and walked out of the store, feeling incredible, and was worried about it after thinking about it. After thinking about it, he didn't see that the two friends inside had come to him.

"Zuzukien, what's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man, who was also wearing glasses and looked gentle, asked with a smile.

A tall middle-aged man in a suit on the other side smiled and said, "Is it because of the young man just now? That young man has some knowledge, and I vaguely heard some shopping mall strategies from his words, which is great!"

"Xiong Jun, but Jun, you're laughing at me, but I don't think that the young man's words are just a plan. Intuition tells me that what he said is probably true. After all, the British are very ambitious about the commodity market in Chengdu and even the entire Sichuan. They are eager to try it a few years ago, and they are bound to get it, so I'm very worried that the young man's words are true."

Tsukazuo sighed, shook his head, and invited the two Chinese friends back to the inner hall to sit down again.

The middle-aged man with the surname Dan looked at his friend named Xiong opposite the short table: "Brother Kewu, I think the young man just now is quite interesting. Our Sichuan Tongmenghui has developed too slowly. We should recruit such insightful young people."

Xiong Kewu smiled and said, "Nu Gang, do you know who the young man was just now? Where is his home? Do you have revolutionary awareness? It would be too much of a joke if you want to recruit him in just a few words. What if that man is a child of the officials who hate the revolution and our Tongmenghui?"

But Nu Gang scratched his head embarrassedly: "That's right, it seems that I'm too anxious."

Jiro Tsuka Genjiro smiled: "But Jun, Xiong Jun, it's time to be cautious. After all, the two of them are responsible for Mr. Zhongshan's heavy trust! However, the young man just now should not be a child of an official. From his behavior, speech, etc., he would not come from a family of officials. He is probably educated by advanced education. And I believe that he said that his cooperation with the British Roboting is not a lie, because I heard some rumors half a month ago. If I guessed correctly, this young man was the one who successfully sold a Han Dynasty jade pendant to Roboting. Further analysis shows that this young man has money and his own unique ideas. Maybe he will succeed soon."

Xiong Kewu and Danqiang were both stunned. Unexpectedly, Jiro Tsuka Genjiro, who had been in the Chinese and Japanese business circles for more than 20 years, was highly praised by Mr. Zhongshan. He had such a high opinion of the young people who had just left, and his curiosity became stronger and stronger.
Chapter completed!