Mi Zhu seemed to be interested: "The metaphor of the eldest son is somewhat interesting, but I don't know how to talk about this treasure of yours?"

"I feel ashamed to say that I, Tao Shang, am not good at writing or martial arts. I am just a submissive person on weekdays and have no ambition to make progress. I can't do any serious things and do a lot of useless things. I am really an eldest son who is incompetent and useless...

"

Mi Zhu didn't say anything when he heard this... He actually acquiesced!?

Tao Shang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. This old boy is neither sharp nor stupid. He was very serious when he spoke just now. Why didn't he let out a fart this time? I'm so self-deprecating. If you listen to the truth, you can't refute it.

Refute me?

It hurts my self-esteem a bit.

"Even so, I am the eldest son of the governor of Xuzhou after all. Nowadays, the world is in chaos. Many things in Xuzhou may need to be decided by me in the future. If you put your money on me, it is equivalent to helping the Mi family in Xuzhou.

The future is pledged for ten, twenty, or even thirty years..."

Speaking of this, Tao Shang paused for a moment, and after Mi Zhu digested what he said, he continued: "Of course, this treasure is not necessarily guaranteed to make a profit. What if my Tao family declines in the future, or...

If Xuzhou changes hands, don’t bet on this treasure.”

The light in Mi Zhu's eyes flickered: "The eldest young master is really a gentleman in his conduct. He is so frank, which really makes Mi Zhu admire him... Haha, but actually the young master is right, at least now besides the young master, Mi Zhu can't seem to find anyone else.

Someone who can be taken into custody."

The pottery merchant woke up... now?

That's right. In a few years, he might change his mind and take care of Liu Bei.

"Do you agree with what Mr. Mi said?"

Mi Zhu suppressed her smile and suddenly said: "Young Master, can I trust your promise?"

Mi Zhu's problem put the pottery merchant in a difficult position.

Believe? How should I put it? To be honest, I don’t believe myself. How can I open my mouth and ask you to believe me?

Tao Shang stood up and bowed, and said vigorously and forcefully: "You can of course trust me if you don't drive! I have followed my father's instructions since I was a child, advocating loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, etiquette, and justice. I take the benevolent gentlemen of ancient times as my role models. I work conscientiously and never cheat! Don't drive.

Even if you can't trust me, can you still not trust my father?"

Mi Zhu laughed heartily. He was very satisfied with Tao Shang's humble behavior and unhurried answers... Yes, Tao Qian was a gentleman, and the son he taught would definitely be right, at least in terms of quality!

This time, his smile was no longer awkward. Looking at his expression, it was indeed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Tao Shijun is a benevolent person and a gentleman. How dare you have any other thoughts about the eldest son? When discussing Dong's matter, Mi will try his best to deal with it in the future. The eldest son can rest assured!"

The pottery merchant finally felt relieved. It seemed that Tao Qian, a cheap dad, had a very good reputation. The words "a benevolent gentleman" were like a gold sign. The pottery merchant held it up as if he was holding a flag of righteousness, and the traffic flow was smooth wherever he went.

There is no hindrance, there is no need to sign any contract, just face recognition is enough. This is much more convenient than having to sign a contract for everything in the future... and it seems that there is no responsibility after breach of contract.

It's pedantic to be pedantic, but in this era, you have to be known as a "benevolent gentleman" to be successful.

"In that case, I'll take my leave for now and wait for Mr. Mi's good news tomorrow." All that needs to be said is said, and the pottery merchant doesn't stay too much. After all, Mi Zhu is a business owner and a business owner, so he has a lot to do.

Definitely a lot.

Mi Zhu humbly and politely persuaded him to stay, but when he saw that the pottery merchant refused to comply, he did not force himself.

Then the pottery merchant stood up to say goodbye, and Mi Zhu brothers followed closely to see him off.

After saying goodbye, watching the pottery merchant get on the carriage and drive away slowly, Mi Fang asked Mi Zhu: "Brother, Mr. Tao seems to be a little different from usual. It's really strange."

Mi Zhu let out a long sigh: "What a terrible young man. Unexpectedly, in two years, Brother Wei has always looked away and regarded this person as a mediocre person... But it's okay. Brother Wei was still thinking about it. Tao Shijun is old.

, if it is really a hundred years from now, where should Xuzhou and my Mi family go? Now it seems that this son may be able to rely on... But as a brother, I have to investigate again. "

Mi Fang agreed very much and said: "The Mi family's success has not been easy for several generations. Big brother, you have to pay more attention to this boy's character to avoid trusting others."

Mi Zhu smiled and shook his head and said: "Zifang is worrying too much. Tao Shijun is a benevolent gentleman. His son should be infallible in terms of character. As a brother, you can still see this..."

While the two were talking, they saw dust in the distance, and the pottery merchant's carriage turned a corner and returned to the front of Mi Mansion.

But when the car curtain was lifted, the pottery merchant's head was exposed: "Don't drive, I was not joking about borrowing money at your house just now! I really need it urgently! Later, Tao will send someone to collect the 10,000 yuan

Money... don't worry, I won't take the money for nothing, I will hand over the IOU later, and the money will definitely be paid back in the future!"

After that, the pottery merchant bared his white teeth, waved happily to Mi Zhu and Mi Fang, lowered the curtains, and saw the carriage turn around again and drive away... leaving the Mi brothers staring at the carriage in shock.

His back is unclear.

After a while...

"Brother... lend it, borrow it?" The incident happened so suddenly that Mi Fang didn't react for a while.

Staring at the carriage that was leaving, Mi Zhu tugged at the beard on her chin and said viciously: "Borrow it! Why not borrow it! It's a bet! Is there more money to bet than the 18,000? Anyway, our family has plenty of money... But
Chapter completed!