"Feng Quan?" Ma Xiaoquan narrowed his eyes and fell silent.
Hua Yue asked: "Do you know Feng Quan?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, secretly regretting that the data device in his body was broken, otherwise he would have to investigate Feng Quan.
"Then what if Zhao Dali comes again?"
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a while and said: "I saw the way he took the gold bracelet just now. I'm afraid he didn't get what he wanted. I guess he will come again soon, so... I will take all the remaining ones."
Don’t give it to him…”
"But you don't know what he wants?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "Even if we don't know what he wants, we only bought a few things, so I won't give him any more."
"Oh well."
...
Zhao Dabaoshi returned to Chen Ji's pawnshop, and Feng Quan was waiting for him in the pawnshop. When he saw Zhao Dabaoshi entering the door with a sad face, Feng Quan also felt worried.
Although he knew the result would not be good, Feng Quan still subconsciously asked: "How is it?"
Zhao Dashi shook his head and sighed: "It's not very good. Hey, I only got the gold bracelet from Mr. Ma, and nothing else."
"No, pearls shouldn't be valuable, so why can't they be obtained?"
Zhao Dabaoshi smiled bitterly and said: "I think so too, Mr. Ma also agreed, but the ruby necklace has been dismantled by one of your wives, and the pearl has been sewn into the sachet, and the sachet...
Master Ma’s son refuses to let go, what do you think I should do?”
Feng Quan sighed and said, "I'm not familiar with Ma Xiaoquan either, maybe I can help you. Hey, it seems like I have no chance of getting promoted..."
Zhao lowered his head and rolled his eyes. In fact, he didn't care at all whether Feng Quan would be promoted. What he cared about was whether he could make money from it.
"This..." Zhao Dashi raised his head and said, "If it doesn't work, how about buying it back from Mr. Ma?"
"Buy it back?" Feng Quan looked at Zhao Dadaoshi as if he were a fool and said with a smile, "Those things came from my pawn shop in Zhuozhou. Now if you ask me to buy them back and let others know about it, how can it be wrong?
Don’t you want to laugh your teeth off?”
Zhao Dabao said: "This is a last resort. I don't know about the affairs of your court, but I also heard from our shopkeeper that Mr. Ma (Ma Xiaoquan) loves money and is also deceitful. I want to get things from him."
, you have to pay a high price.”
Feng Quan nodded and sighed: "Yes, people in the court do say that Ma Xiaoquan is deceitful, but if you directly say that you want to buy it, he must be suspicious?"
Zhao Dadaoshi was secretly happy and thought to himself: This is my opportunity to make money.
"Well, I don't think it's better than this. I'll come forward on your behalf. You don't want to come forward. I won't let Mr. Ma know that you want the pearl. If I buy it back in the name of Chenji Bank, I think Mr. Ma will
There will be no doubt."
When Feng Quan heard this, he cursed in his heart: What a bullshit, what a bullshit to stand up for me, do you want to get benefits from me? Damn it, the officials in this capital are treacherous, and the businessmen are even more treacherous.
Although he was angry, Feng Quan had no choice. His father was still imprisoned for his previous crimes. The top priority now was to get promoted and rescue his father. As for villains like Zhao Dabaoshi,
Whether you make money or not, you don't have to worry about it for now. As long as you can get promoted, why don't you worry about not getting back the money you paid?
"Then...okay..." Feng Quan frowned, deliberately pretending to be embarrassed.
Zhao Dashi nodded, pretending to be a little troublesome, and said: "Then how much will Mr. Ma ask for?"
Feng Quan glanced at Zhao Dadaoshi, and secretly cursed the ungrateful businessman, but on the surface he said: "It's okay, just ask. No matter what method you use, as long as you ask, the price will be easy to find."
"Well, that's okay. I'll go and ask tomorrow. What do you think?"
"good!"
...
Early the next morning, Zhao Dabaoshi came to Ma's house again.
Since Ma Xiaoquan had already roughly guessed Zhao Dabaoshi's intentions, after meeting him, he did not mention the treasure in his hands and just talked about family matters with Zhao Dabaoshi.
Zhao Dabaoshi secretly complained in his heart, thinking that I am just a master who works for others. Mr. Ma, you are a high-ranking official. You are in the second rank and hold the real power of the royal guards. You and I can't talk about household matters. We can't talk about it.
Son.
Although he was thinking about it, Zhao Dadaoshi didn't dare to say anything, so he could only hold on and chat with Ma Xiaoquan about family matters.
Time passed quickly, and it was noon in a blink of an eye. Ma Xiaoquan left Zhao Dabaoshi to have a simple meal, and Zhao Dabaoshi secretly complained in his heart.
Seeing the delicious meals and dishes being served, Ma Xiaoquan told Zhao to be polite and just eat.
Zhao Dada picked up the chopsticks, gritted his teeth, then put down the chopsticks with a click, stood up and said respectfully: "Sir, I came here today to ask you for something."
Ma Xiaoquan didn't stop using his chopsticks, and said humbly while eating: "I know!"
"Ah? Sir, you, you know?"
Ma Xiaoquan hummed again: "Yeah, what's wrong? Is it inappropriate?"
"No, no, no, I don't dare, I don't dare..." Zhao knelt down with a thud.
Ma Xiaoquan continued to eat and said: "Just tell the truth. If you tell lies, you also know who I, Ma Xiaoquan, am."
Zhao Dabao's back felt a chill, and he kowtowed three times, then lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
At this time, Bei Mingxue couldn't help it anymore, put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, stepped forward and kicked Zhao Dafang with her foot: "Ma Xiaoquan asked you to tell me, what are you doing kneeling with your head down?"
"Ah? Oh, oh~~" Zhao raised his head and prepared to stand up.
"You were kneeling, who asked you to get up?"
"Ah? Oh, oh~~" As soon as he lifted one leg, Zhao Dabao knelt down again.
Ma Xiaoquan rolled his eyes at Bei Mingxue, and Bei Mingxue stuck out her tongue at Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head helplessly and asked Zhao Dadaoshi: "Tell me, what is going on? What is going on with the treasure you want to sell from me?"
Zhao swallowed his saliva, raised his head and said, "Sir... Actually, I want to sell you the pearl."
"Pearls? The quality of those things is very average. Isn't it a very valuable thing?"
Zhao Dabaoshi smiled bitterly and said: "Although the pearl is not valuable, it is related to the Hanlin named Feng Quan."
"Feng Quan? Feng Quan again?"
Zhao Dadaoshi was stunned for a moment, and after hearing Ma Xiaoquan's tone, he nodded quickly and said: "Yes, yes, that's Feng Quan, that's Feng Quan."