Song Jinggong stood there, feeling a bit dizzy. He felt that he did not remember wrongly. He wrote two thousand stones of goods and two hundred and fifty taels of silver. When did it become three hundred and fifty taels of silver? Did the old man misread two and three?
He wanted to take a look at what he wrote, but he was afraid that the old man would take a closer look and call Li Dongjia back. He could only nod and say, "Yes, this young master wants this prescription. When can I hand it over?"
"Right away. Someone has already gone to find the people from Jiahui. When they come, the recipe will be written for you." The old man was relieved. He was afraid that he had messed up the young master's task.
After a while, the people from Jiahui arrived. Both parties signed the contract. The recipe was already written and was given to Song Jinggong by Cherries. Song Jinggong could not wait to open it. It was written on how to make a kang. It was very simple. Song Jinggong glanced at it and knew what was going on.
When he waited for the latter part, how to make eggs, it was even simpler. He saw that it said, "Look for a few hens to hold a nest. When they hold the nest, put your hand under their belly and feel the temperature. Then light a fire on the kang and put the eggs on it. When the temperature is about the same as the temperature under the chicken's belly, you can do it. Also, be careful of being bitten when touching the chicken."
After reading this paragraph, Song Jinggong understood after a little thought. It was that simple. He regretted it. He had spent so much money and goods in exchange for a prescription that he could understand so easily. How could he do that?
"This recipe is fake. You have to pay me." Song Jinggong held the recipe and shouted.
The people from Jiahui also looked at the four people. Their meaning was that the recipe was fake and they had to pay. If they could not pay, they would have to go to jail.
"If Young Master Song thinks that the recipe is fake, then please give it to the people from Jiahui. When they go back, do according to the recipe. If there is a chicken, Young Master Song, what will you do?" Cherries said coldly.
Song Jinggong did not dare to give the recipe to the people from Jiahui. If he did, not only would the people from Jiahui know the recipe, he would also be arrested. Seeing the people from Jiahui look over, he smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just a joke. It's a real recipe. How can it be fake?"
"Since that's the case, Young Master Song, please pay for the goods." The sharp-toothed man didn't give Song Jinggong any face. He was a regular in this business, so how could he not know what Song Jinggong was thinking? He glanced at Song Jinggong contemptuously and said.
"Okay, okay, let's go and get the money to receive the goods." Song Jinggong carefully put away the prescription and followed Sonri, Niigan, the old man's family of four, the person who brought him here, the person who followed him like a ghost, and the person who followed him like a ghost, as well as Jiahui's guarantor. Together, they went to the Luoshui River to get the money.
He left in the morning and only arrived in the afternoon. He was much slower than when he arrived. Lunch was eaten in the car. After all, everyone was in a hurry and did not want to delay.
When they arrived at the dock, Songrignigan and Song Jinggong were surprised to find that there were countless cars parked there. There were even people who looked like they were here to load the cars. There were also people waiting there with sacks of things.
"Young Master Song, let's unload the goods. I've already found someone to take the goods," Cherries said.
Song Jinggong nodded and began to order people to unload the goods. It took a while to unload the goods. They were unloaded here and there. Once they were loaded, they would leave. There were even people who specially selected the goods. When they felt that they were suitable, they took out soil from the sacks and wrapped it around the carrots. They carefully stacked it on the carrots instead of piling it into a big pile.
When it was evening, the goods were finally unloaded. They all loaded the carrots and left. There was not a single bit left.
Song Jinggong was puzzled. How did an old man's family of four get so many carrots? So he asked, "How did you hire so many carrots? It's not easy to hire so many."
Cherries took off the cloth covering her face and took out a wet handkerchief to wipe her face. She said with a smile, "Young Master Song, you don't have to think too much. With the financial resources of Zhang Wang and Zhuangzi, it's not difficult to get some carrots. No matter how many carrots there are, it's still possible. "
"You, you're the servant girl of that child in Tuqiao Village Zhangjia Zhuangzi?" Song Jinggong felt as if a large piece of ice was suddenly stuffed into his stomach. His entire body was cold. He had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that he would be tricked.
There must be something wrong with that recipe, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. That's right. If that's the case, there will be chicks hatching. But why?
But he couldn't help but think that he was tricked. Otherwise, why would all of this happen at the same time? Could it be that something went wrong?
At this moment, a person ran over from afar. As he ran, he shouted, "Young Master Song, it's not good. It's not good."
Song Jinggong raised his head to look. It was actually Shopkeeper Zhao from his antique calligraphy and painting shop. Why did he come?
When Shopkeeper Zhao ran over, he took two deep breaths and said, "Young Master Song, it's not good. The Caretaker Residence is finished."
"What's finished? How is it finished? You tell me clearly. "When Song Jinggong heard this, he was confused for a moment. He could only force himself to ask.
"It's my fault. Speaking of which, it's all my fault. I didn't know that you had already taken the Caretaker Residence out. Otherwise, I would have found out earlier." Shopkeeper Zhao said with a sobbing tone.
"Tell me what happened." Song Jinggong's heart was getting more and more irritated.
"Okay, I'll tell you. These two days, I've been with Liu Wang in the restaurant and … and that brothel. Originally, we wanted to go back, but the person who was looking after the house came and said that young master had something to discuss with someone in the shop. These few days, I didn't need to rush back. Otherwise, if I offended the noble, even if I had several lives, it wouldn't be enough.
I believed it and stayed with Liu Wang until today. In the end, there was no one in the shop. A few people who said that they were from Zhangjia Zhuangzi were guarding there. They told me that the shop had been taken out. "Shopkeeper Zhao finally said the matter.
After Song Jinggong heard this, his brows furrowed. He felt that this Shopkeeper Zhao was really not presentable. He was so easily believed by others. Didn't he want to continue enjoying himself in that kind of place? That was why he found such an excuse.
"Okay, okay. I'm the one who took out the mortgage. After a few days, it will be back. You're still a shopkeeper there. I won't chase you away. Do what you need to do. Don't stay here."
Song Jinggong still decided not to care about this matter. The shop wasn't important. At most, he would return the money. Now, he had a new way to earn money. Selling the things on the ship could also be considered as cheating the Zhang family.
"No, young master. It's not that simple. A few days before you took out the Zhuangzi, someone came to buy something. He wanted that painting. I gave him a high price of 150 taels of silver. That person didn't take it away immediately. Instead, he left a deposit of 50 taels of silver.
After half a month, if he still didn't come to collect it, then Young Master Li would pay an extra 100 taels of silver every night. If he didn't collect it in a month, then the deposit would be given to the shop. If it wasn't this painting, then the shop would have to compensate 10 taels of silver. But you took out the shop, so how are you going to collect the painting? "
Shopkeeper Zhao was about to cry. He told Song Jinggong the whole story.
"Ah? Painting? What painting? Is it the one with the burn marks on it? "Song Jinggong asked as cold sweat dripped down his face.
"Yes, young master. How did you know? I haven't told you yet. "Shopkeeper Zhao continued to ask.
"It's over. It's all over. What a ruthless Zhangjia Zhuangzi. Why did I have to cross that bridge? How much money do I have left? 50 taels of silver. Yes, I still have 50 taels of silver. I can't pay it back. What should I do? What should I do? "
Song Jinggong's eyes were wide open. He kept muttering, scaring Shopkeeper Zhao. Without thinking, he went up and slapped Song Jinggong. With a slap, Song Jinggong finally recovered. However, his face was as white as a sheet. It was as scary as it could be.
"Young master Song, have you thought of what to do? At that time, everyone said that you were a swindler. My family's young master and Miss Cuckoo said that you were a good person. At that time, I didn't believe them. But today, it seems that they were right. Young master Song, you are a good person. "
At this time, Cherries didn't forget to attack Song Jinggong. She felt very satisfied. No wonder Miss Cuckoo and her young master said that Song Jinggong wasn't a swindler. As the saying goes, when the virtue rises one foot, the devil rises ten feet. Monster, as expected of a monster. Sigh, Young master Song was actually quite pitiful. How did he meet someone like her young master? No wonder her young master said to give him a chance.
After a while, Song Jinggong finally caught his breath. He looked at Cherries who was smiling like a flower and thought about what happened this time. He nodded and said:
"Okay, you Zhangjia Zhuangzi are amazing. Don't you still have time? I'll go raise the money now and return the money to Zhuangzi. I don't believe that you can force me to my death. Come on, can you stop everyone from lending me money? I have this recipe in my hand, what am I afraid of? Hahahaha. "
Cherries looked at Song Jinggong with pity. Weiwei shook her head and said: "Young master Song, do you really want to use that recipe to get money? My young master wants you to go to his place and meet him to talk to him face to face. "
"Meet? Meet your little baby who hasn't even stopped drinking milk? Are you kidding me? Does he want to eat candy? Ah? Hahahaha, I admit it. You, Zhangjia Zhuangzi, have won this time. "Song Jinggong heard Cherries's words and laughed mockingly.
Cherries shook her head and said: "It's not like that. My young master doesn't like candy. He wants to save your life."
Cherries was actually even angrier. She didn't allow others to compare her young master. Who was her young master? But she still suppressed her anger and said:
"Save my life? Dream on. Just wait. Wait until I turn the tables. I'll make you pay back a thousand times. "Song Jinggong was so angry that his whole body was trembling. A little baby dared to say that she wanted to save his life.
"Okay, since young master Song has made his decision, then don't blame my young master for not giving you face. In a while, there will be a new recipe to sell. It will be very cheap. It can be said that this is a new recipe that I just thought of. It's better than young master's recipe. This can't be counted as selling more than one recipe, right?" Cherries sighed and said slowly. Then she turned and left.
Song Jinggong was dumbfounded. He waited until Cherries had walked more than twenty steps and was about to enter the carriage before he suddenly reacted. He shouted and chased after her: "Wait, wait, I'll go. I don't want to die."
Cherries stopped and didn't turn around. Her mouth revealed a trace of a smile. She said to herself: "Young master's plan is flawless. As expected."
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