After Zhang's mother left Lin Xu, she did not go back to Jinfeng Tower directly. Instead, she deliberately made a circle on the road, and then came to a place that looked inconspicuous on the outside, but the courtyard wall was very high, more than
In front of a three-meter-long house.
The two doors of the house were already mottled with paint and looked very dilapidated. There were also a lot of weeds growing at the door. At first glance, it looked like an abandoned house with no one living in it.
But Mother Zhang walked to the door without hesitation and gently knocked on the iron ring on the door twice.
Soon, the door opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man with dark skin, an eyepatch on his left eye, and a full beard appeared at the door.
After seeing this man, Zhang's mother couldn't help but shudder.
She didn't know why, but every time she saw this man, she would feel scared. Although she knew that this man would not do anything to her, she just couldn't control her fear.
"Excuse me, is the master at home?"
In front of this man, Zhang's mother did not dare to show her coquettishness at all, and asked with a straight face.
"come in."
The middle-aged man responded lightly and stepped aside.
Mother Zhang didn't dare to look at her anymore and hurriedly walked in.
Compared with the dilapidated appearance of this house, there is a unique cave inside, with rockeries, flowing water, pavilions, exotic flowers and plants, everything you want!
If we just talk about the level of wealth, even compared with Wang Hai's Graceland, it is not far behind, it is even better!
But in terms of elegance and charm, it is far worse than Graceland.
The owner here is inextricably related to Wang Hai. This person is none other than Song Changji, who is said to have provided money to build a graceful garden for Wang Hai.
It was obviously not the first time for Zhang’s mother to come here. She came to a pavilion in the lake with familiarity. A man in a green shirt with his back to her was drinking tea while admiring several birds playing in the lake.
He was a mandarin duck, and there was a young woman sitting next to him, playing the harp for him.
Mother Zhang walked softly outside the pavilion. She didn't dare to walk in directly, so she stood here and called: "Master."
After a while, the man in green shirt responded calmly: "Come in."
Zhang's mother walked to a position about one meter behind the man in green shirt and stood still.
"How did things go?"
The man in green shirt still didn't look back and asked calmly.
"Lin Xu offered three taels of silver for a piece of soap..."
"Three taels of silver?!"
As soon as Zhang's mother started speaking, she was interrupted by the man in green shirt.
Immediately, the man in green shirt turned his head, it was Song Changji.
Although Song Changji is not too old, just in his early thirties, according to the customs of the Ning Dynasty, his grandfather and father are gone and he has established his own business, so he can be called "Master".
"Just such a small piece of soap costs three taels of silver?! Are you trying to steal money?!"
"Lin Xu said that his soap is made from Changbai Mountain ginseng, South China Sea pearls, Eastern Xinjiang snow clams, Western Region spices and many other precious raw materials, so it sells for a higher price..."
"Hmph..."
Song Changji sneered twice, obviously not believing that Lin Xu really made the soap with so many precious materials, but he couldn't identify it.
"Did you tell him that you wanted to monopolize the soap supply?"