Zhang Yuanwai is quite at ease with his nephew's ability.

However, during the later itinerary, because the journey to the city was long, the two of them occasionally talked about this, and Mr. Zhang would inevitably give a few more words of advice.

Until early morning two days later.

The convoy came to the city and went to the agreed rice shop.

The guard left the convoy first and headed to the East Street intersection of the southern alley of the city.

After walking around there for a while, I saw a scholar setting up a stall on the roadside.

This scholar wrote for others.

The guest reads, he writes, one hundred words per article.

You can earn a hundred cents a day.

The guard knew him.

The convoy set up a stall here before, and the two were not very different in age. When they had no business, they occasionally chatted for a few words, and they became familiar with each other after a while.

Wait for the guard to come to the stall.

When the scholar saw the guard, he stretched his palm into the book frame, carefully picked up the page above, and took out the two children's enlightenment books below, "This is what Brother Zhang wants."

"This is not the case today." The guard said, and he also put the book in his arms. "Tell me about the miscellaneous books in your house. I'm going to buy it this time, but at this price, is it still ten cents?"

"Yes." The scholar looked at the guard, "A book of ten words, a total of fifty-one books, and the price cannot be reduced."

"It's good if it doesn't rise." The guard smiled and patted the purse around his waist, and the sound of silver was heard inside, "But I have to say something, you can't set up a stall today, you have to accompany me to the bookstore and help me get a hundred travel notes on the previous dynasty.

At the price of ten cents, the excess money is calculated for you.

But it cannot be too broken, nor can it be charged!"

"Okay!" The scholar saw this good thing about "making a difference", so he immediately closed the stall and signaled the guard to come with him.

Because when he closed the stall, he often went to the old book stalls in the bookstore to stroll around, he knew that some people were selling books in the previous dynasty and who also knew who sold them cheaply.

This short morning passed.

The scholar took the guards to find the stall owners he knew, and bargained in front of these most of the shabby book stalls.

The guard watched from the side and kept mouthing in from time to time.

In the afternoon, the guards carried a big basket back to the convoy.

I bought the tea as well.

The scholar also made thirty-six ceremonies through this resell.

When Zhang Yuanwai saw the guard coming back, he saw that the book and tea were done. After the guard finished lunch, he asked him to watch the convoy.

Zhang Yuanwai took advantage of the early days and went to the restaurant two streets away with a box in his hand, preparing to ask his friend, who is the shopkeeper of the restaurant, to recommend Lord Liu to him.

But along the way, when he really wanted to go to the restaurant to find friends, Mr. Zhang repeatedly gave up.

First, I am afraid that Lord Liu will hold grudges.

Second, it is a bit awkward to ask for friends or ask for friends.

After all, he was very energetic at the beginning and did not go to curry favor with Lord Liu with his friends.

Now I beg you again, and the feeling in my heart is not very good.

Mr. Zhang was struggling with his heart, walking in this ink trace, and finally walking, the road was finally over, and he came outside this three-story restaurant.

I walked into the restaurant with the warm hospitality of the waiter.

Mr. Zhang listened to the noisy fireworks in the restaurant and looked at the exquisite decoration, thinking that he might have the chance to open a store in the city in the future.

So, he said to the waiter with a firm mind: "My name is Zhang Meng, and I am a friend of the same county of the shopkeeper Chen. I hope my waiter will tell you."

‘Zhang Meng…’ waiter has never heard of this name.

But Mr. Zhang was wearing a brocade dress and looked either rich or noble.

Then the waiter didn't dare to neglect and ran upstairs.

After a while.

He came down again and took Mr. Zhang to a private room on the corner of the second floor.

After a notice, the waiter gently pushed open the door and bowed to leave.

Mr. Zhang walked into this small private room and saw the restaurant shopkeeper drinking sober tea.

"Brother Zhang, sit down." The restaurant shopkeeper shook his head, and he didn't feel drunk at most. "I was drinking with two friends in the city before, and I heard that you, a rare guest, came.

I have to accuse those two of you, so I came slowly and made Brother Zhang wait for a long time.”

He said, and looked at the box in Mr. Zhang's hand, "I remember you rarely come to me. I came here deliberately today. What happened?

Is there something wrong with the goods? Is there no money to purchase goods, and Is it money?"

"This is not." Mr. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, a little awkward, but he said solemnly: "I came here today to ask Brother Chen to help me and recommend Lord Liu."

"Oh?" The shopkeeper suddenly laughed, "Seeing that you look so rigorous, what should I do. It turns out that I just met Lord Liu, it's easy to say."

"No..." Zhang Yuanwai saw that the shopkeeper was not concerned, so he reminded: "Brother Chen, have you forgotten that Mr. Liu invited us to have a drink in the county inn a few years ago, but I didn't go and didn't give Mr. Liu face.

If Lord Liu recognizes me this time, I am afraid that it will implicate you."

"What are you implicated?"

The restaurant shopkeeper faced Mr. Zhang's worry, but indifferently waved his hand: "Mr. Liu is busy with taxes and official duties every day, and I don't know how many things I have to deal with or how many shop owners I meet.

Don't say that this happened several years ago.

Especially you didn't offend Lord Liu, but you just didn't go there.

Such a small thing doesn’t hurt or itch.”

When the shopkeeper said this, he lowered his voice and said, "Aside from saying something that is not very pleasant, Brother Zhang feels that he has offended Lord Jin Cao, so this matter is a huge thing for you and will be remembered for a long time.

But Lord Liu really won’t remember you.”

The shopkeeper said, and gave Zhang Yuanwai a reassurance, saying, "I have also quietly explored Lord Liu's words before and mentioned you in front of Lord Liu.

Lord Liu had no impression of it.

So don't worry about this."

"It's so good..." Mr. Zhang smiled when he heard this.

This is the thing he was most worried about.

Then, he hurriedly opened the box and let his friends take their eyes first.

"I heard that Lord Liu likes jade, so I specially brought a piece of good red agate. I wonder if this gift is feasible?"

"You want to give a gift?" The shopkeeper looked at Mr. Zhang who was upright in his memory curiously, and looked at the lubricated and plump agate. "It's quite good, and it can be worth ten gold."

"Brother Chen means it's too cheap?" Zhang Yuanwai was a little panicked because this was the best item he could take out.

So he was anxious and asked without waiting for the shopkeeper to say more, "Is there any good item there with Brother Chen? I will pay for the money for selling goods this time first. If it is not enough, I will get it after I return to the county."

"Where are you and where are you?" the shopkeeper shook his head, "What else is there to give gifts? Who did you hear about it? Who said that Lord Liu received the gift?"

"Don't you accept it?" Mr. Zhang looked at the shopkeeper with a searching gaze, meaning 'You can buy these stores and big restaurants, isn't it just that you once gave gifts?'

When the shopkeeper saw Mr. Zhang misunderstanding, he said with a correct expression: "It was the past, but now Lord Liu will not accept it. You can treat Lord Liu as a Qing official, just like the iron-faced captain in our county."

"No?" Zhang Yuanwai was a little stunned, "but it was always a visit, and it was the first time we met. He left empty-handed and always felt a little unsafe. Why don't I bring some small gifts?"

"Why don't you listen to the advice? Or don't understand?" The shopkeeper said 'hi' and said a little angry: "You have to know that this time I recommend you to come over and then don't let you bring any objects. Isn't this obvious that I'm not doing well? I'm boring to ask for fun with Lord Liu?

Can I still harm myself?"

When the shopkeeper said this, he saw that Mr. Zhang did not dare to say anything, he suddenly became angry and sighed: "Brother Zhang, I remember that several of the members in our Zhou County are the most courageous and the most courageous.

Why are you timid now?

Just ask about this little gift twice?"

"I..." After hearing this, Mr. Zhang wanted to argue, thinking that his courage had never become smaller.

But think about my wife and children, my nephew's family, and relatives and buddy in the store whom he supports.

I thought that if I didn’t go the right way, I offended Lord Liu because of the small gift, so I asked him to close the store.

In the end, he did not argue with this, but just smiled a little and confirmed to the shopkeeper again, "Brother Chen, leave empty-handed, can this... work?"

"Oh!" The shopkeeper saw that Mr. Zhang was asking about this, and when he looked at Mr. Zhang's smile, he did not let it go. He just said, "Come on, just listen to me!"

After the words came, the shopkeeper opened the door with anger and took the lead out of the private room.

Mr. Zhang followed quickly.

Passing by the counter.

The shopkeeper took the box from Mr. Zhang and let the counter account keep it.

Then he walked straight and took Mr. Zhang to Jincao's mansion.
To be continued...