In addition to being rich, the rich man also contains many elements, such as a group of wives and concubines, a dog-legged entourage, and a greedy and selfish nature, and a criminal record of doing evil. He ignorantly but likes to be erotic and elegant. He thinks that a folding fan is inserted diagonally on his collar is a talented man; he is disgusting but likes to be self-indulgent. He thinks that the rich and rich girls will cry and shout to marry him. He is generous to himself, buy two buns at a time, throw one to eat. He is stingy to others, and he is distributed to the servants. Fortunately, he advises that those who can't finish eating should not be wasted, and the next meal will be the same.
This is a rich man, not comprehensive, but you cannot help but admit that there are such people in the world.
Fortunately, Master Fang has not yet reached this point.
Master Fang doesn't like to show off. He believes that it will be no harm to him if he is low-key when he runs into someone on the road. When he runs into someone, he will be very polite to say sorry to others. When buying things on a street stall, he will bargain every penny like any ordinary person. Sometimes he will even make his face turn red and his neck thick, just to make concessions for that penny. No one knows whether Master Fang really cares about this penny or is simply enjoying the fun of bargaining.
So Xiaowu often feels embarrassed. He doesn't understand what the rich man is. With Xiaowu's current value in Fang Mansion, he may have to hesitate to pick it up. His master, Master Fang, seems to want to even look for a penny. - Otherwise, why is he the young master? The richer he is, the more shameless he is.
Now, I wandered around for an afternoon, and when I saw the lights on, Master Fang was still squatting on the street stall on Huashi Street, and his mouth was splattering with the vendor at a price. Fang Zheng took a fancy to a hairpin and planned to buy it and give it to Xiaolu. The hairpin is not expensive, three cents and twenty cents, and Master Fang's psychological price is three cents and nineteen cents. For this penny, he had already cut two incense sticks. The vendor was also a cruel person. Although Fang Zheng was fooled, he still gritted his teeth and did not let go, and he could not lose a penny.
Xiao Wu looked at the sky and looked a little anxious. If the young master hadn't come home to catch dinner, he would be fine, but Xiao Wu would have to be scolded by the housekeeper Sun. In Xiao Wu's values, the young master's time is obviously much more precious than this penny. So Xiao Wu plucked up the courage to tentatively: "Young master...why, the villain will help you pay this penny?"
Fang Zheng turned back viciously: "Shut up! What do you know!"
Xiao Wu stopped in shock.
Fang Zheng continued to compete with the vendor: "Boss, you don't seem to be a business man."
The vendor stubbornly said: "Why don't I look like a businessman? I'm just a little unlucky. If you meet a manager like you, you will be so embarrassed to argue with me for a long time."
"Hey, I'll analyze it for you, and then you decide whether to sell the hairpin to me at the price I said. Is your hairpin sold for three cents and twenty cents? According to your attitude, I guess it's really impossible to lose a penny. But have you ever thought about it? I only like this hairpin at the moment. In other words, if you stagger today, your hairpin may not meet someone who is willing to buy it in the future."
"I admit it if I can't sell it. Anyway, I can't lose a penny! Do you want it?" Fang Zheng's stubbornness made Fang Zheng feel so angry.
Fang Zheng continued to communicate with him patiently: "You may not be happy to say you are stupid, but it is true. Think about it, if the hairpin cannot be sold, your goods will be backlog and the silver flows will not be fast. What is the point of doing business? Come in and out quickly! Look, you could have sold me a penny and then take the silver to buy some other goods. The more than three cents of silver may soon turn into three taels, or even thirty taels, but now, it is still just a hairpin. If no one buys it, it is just a dead item. You can't let you eat more meals, nor can you buy more clothes for your wife and children. If no one buys this thing, you will be considered a compensation for the more than three cents of silver. Think carefully, is it worth taking such a big risk for this penny?"
The vendors were fooled and began to struggle. For them, a penny really means a lot of things, but this young man said it very well. The business depends on purchasing goods quickly and selling quickly. This way, the cycle can only be accelerated to make more money. Why take such a big risk for a penny?
After gritting his teeth, the vendor closed his eyes tragically: "Okay! Today I will think that I have eaten less cakes, three cents and nineteen cents, I will sell them to you!" After that, he stomped his feet hard to strengthen his determination to cut off his arm...
Fang Zheng nodded with a satisfied expression of "a child can teach", and carefully put the hairpin in his arms. He stood up and rubbed his numb legs, took out two taels of silver from his sleeve and threw it to the vendor: "Don't look for it!"
"Pu!" Xiao Wu fell to the ground.
"What's wrong with you? Calcium deficiency?" Fang Zheng frowned. Why doesn't this guy always give him a face?
Xiao Wu got up in a dirt face, covered in dust and didn't bother to pat him. He pointed to the vendor holding silver in both hands, with a dull expression on his face. Xiao Wu was so excited that he was incoherent: "Young Master, he... three cents... two taels..."
"What are you talking about in a mess?" Fang Zheng dusted his long gown impatiently: "Let's go home for dinner, I'm hungry, Master."
While walking on the road, Xiaowu smiled bitterly and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, where did you... play again?"
He didn't understand. After spending a long time to make a penny, he finally agreed to the agreement, but the young master shook his hand and rewarded him with more than one or two silver dollars. What was this young master who was not in tune with it? Oh, the young master's thinking is really unrestrained.
"I don't understand," Fang Zheng smiled proudly: "Young Master, I'm idle and have nothing to do to find someone to practice my mouth. By the way, I will teach the vendor how to do business. Maybe that guy will make a fortune in the future. Doing good deeds every day will make you feel good both physically and mentally! Comfortable!"
Xiao Wu: “…………”
As night fell, the master and servant walked to an alley not far from home. Xiao Wu suddenly said "huh". Fang Zheng turned around, but saw Xiao Wu's expression of indignation.
Fang Zheng stopped and said in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Xiao Wu gently pulled Fang Zheng's sleeve and pulled him to a dim place. He pointed to a restaurant called "Zuixianlou" across the street, and quietly said in Fang Zheng's ear: "Young Master, it's him! Your enemy."
Fang Zheng wondered, when this young master is so low-key, where did his enemies come from?
Looking in the direction of Xiao Wu's finger, I saw a young man wearing a square scarf on his head, wearing a blue long gown and wearing a hiding blue cloud boots at the door of Zuixianlou, walking in his hand, opening and closing, and he was so coquettish.
"Xiao Wu, who is he? Do I know him?" Fang Zheng had no impression of this person, and then immediately realized that this person should be my predecessor's enemy?
Xiao Wu looked at Fang Zheng in surprise and said, "Young Master, don't you remember? That's the boy from the Wu family. He pushed you down from the Qionghua Building, which made you unconscious in the bed for more than a month." After that, Xiao Wu clenched his fists, and sparks of anger burst out in his eyes, which was quite awe-inspiring momentum of "the master was worried about the slave and the slave was humiliated, and the master was humiliated and the slave died."
"Oh—" Fang Zheng suddenly realized. He remembered that when he first came over, the servants told him about the reason for being in a coma for a month. It was because he was jealous of another playboy in the brothel for a red-card girl and was pushed downstairs.
From this point of view, the sexy young master Wu in the Zuixian Tower opposite the street is probably the playboy who is acting like a damn player.
Fang Zheng thought to himself: It turns out that this kid is the one who is jealous of my predecessor in a brothel. This bastard is too cruel to attack. Isn’t it just a lady on the stage? As for killing me? But then again, this... seems to be nothing to do with me? My predecessor has been reborn now, so there is no need to stand up for him anymore. Speaking of which, I have to thank him. If he hadn’t pushed this, my buddy might have been a lonely ghost in some corner.
"Xiao Wu, let's forget about the past. Young Master, do I look like the kind of petty person? Be generous, humble, tolerant, and harmony is the most important thing!"
Fang Zheng said righteously, and suddenly his words changed: "Besides, we don't have enough manpower now. If we have enough manpower, it's not impossible to get this bastard to a place where no one is there..."
Xiao Wu heard Fang Zheng's first half and was disappointed. However, he did not expect that Master Fang's thinking jumped too fast, and the second half actually turned a direction. Xiao Wu was very excited when he heard this and said, "Manpower is not a problem. Master, the villain will go back to summon the guards now. Today, he must let the boy named Wu suffer a little."
Is this guy Xiaowu a psychological problem? When he talks about beating a man, he feels like he is injected with chicken blood.
Fang Zheng shrugged without hesitation: "Since you are so elegant, I will play with you for fun at the young master." Fang Zheng's performance was completely without the slightest awareness that the victim should have...
Xiaowu hurriedly corrected: "Young master, you are not playing with the villain, but playing with the boy named Wu. Then... the villain will go back and call someone?"
"What's the hurry! That kid went in for dinner, it's still early. I forgot to ask you something. I was pushed downstairs in a mess and lay on the bed for a month. My father never thought of avenging me?" Fang Zheng then remembered that several months have passed since he woke up. No one in the Fang family mentioned the subsequent development of his coma incident to him. This is very abnormal.
Xiao Wu slapped his thigh: "Why aren't there? On the afternoon of the day you were carried back, the master wrote a complaint to the official, but the people in the government said that the situation was too chaotic at that time, and they could not be sure that the boy named Wu was the murderer, so they didn't care. The Wu family and our Fang family were both engaged in business, and the Wu family had used money. The boy of the Wu family did not pass the court at all, which made the master tremble with anger, but he was helpless. Alas! There is no one in our family!"
"Is my dad so stupid? The Wu family spent money, and our family spent too. It's not that they don't have money." Fang Zheng hummed in dissatisfaction. His dad was smart in business, but he was too responsible for being a human being. It would be strange if he didn't suffer any losses.
"Young master,...it's your family matter. The young one shouldn't be too polite, but the young one should still say justice... You have wronged the master. The master has been worried about you for a long time and has never asked anyone for anyone in his life. After you had an accident, the master went to the Jinling Prefecture Office and gave a lot of money to the prefect Chen. After returning, the wife found that the master's knees were swollen, but Lord Chen took the money, but he kept dragging him down. Alas..." Xiaowu sighed and shook his head.
"Is that true?" Fang Zheng suddenly stood still, feeling a little sore in his nose, and an inexplicable stream of liquid flowing up and down in his eyes: "...This old man is really stupid."
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Sorry, I slept hard this weekend in the afternoon, and I unknowingly slept until now, a little late, so I’m so sorry, so I’m so sorry!