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Chapter 703

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While Jiannan Dao was at ease with the merchants doing business, Yamamoto in the capital was facing the biggest problem in his life. Yes, at least that was what he thought.

When he was trying his best to lower the price of the radish seeds and radishes, he accidentally received a piece of news. That was, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, who were still in Baoxin County, sent people to the Sinology Temple to buy all the radish seeds and radishes. Not a single one was allowed to be left behind.

The price given was frightening. A seed was 30 copper coins, and a radish, regardless of its size, was 150 copper coins.

How could this be considered buying radishes? How many seeds and radishes did the Sinology Temple have? Could it be that Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Family could really take out such a large sum of money?

Yamamoto didn't believe it. He felt that if everything was sold at the price given by Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, it would be impossible to get at least 500,000 strings of coins.

Could it be that Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Family could take out so much money immediately? Unless they were willing to sell Between the Clouds and the Water.

Therefore, Yamamoto waited. When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Family couldn't take out the money, he could continue to talk to the Sinology Temple's Shaoqing Jiang Cen, hoping to buy more radishes and seeds at a lower price.

But today, when he spent money to come here again, he heard other people talking in a low voice. As soon as he heard a sentence, he felt that it was very difficult.

"Did you hear? Shaoqing is going to sell the seeds and radishes to Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Family. If they can't sell them, they will destroy them, so as to avoid someone who can't hold back and steals them to sell to other people, and at a very low price. "

Yamamoto had just entered the Sinology Temple's territory when he heard the words of the two people under the tree next to him.

Shocked, Yamamoto didn't care whether he would be discovered eavesdropping or not. He quietly went around to the other side of the tree and stood under it, motionless, for fear that others would see him.

"I've heard. I don't know if they're crazy, spending a lot of money to buy useless radishes. Even if they can use them to make fish, they don't need so many."

This was another person's voice. It was more nasal and could be distinguished immediately. When Yamamoto heard this, he really wanted to tell the two of them that Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan weren't crazy. The two of them were shrewd. If this radish could be planted into ginseng, how much would a ginseng cost?

If they really took away all the radishes and seeds, their family wouldn't have to do anything else but sell ginseng.

The two people who were talking couldn't hear Yamamoto's thoughts, so they continued to talk. The first one said to the other, "In fact, they can't take out so much cash now. Instead, they have an agreement with Shaoqing that they will send the radishes to him first. They will use Between the Clouds and the Water as collateral. If they can't pay back the money, Between the Clouds and the Water will be given to the Sinongsi Temple, and it will be settled by this time next year."

"Really? They actually put Between the Clouds and the Water as collateral? No wonder Shaoqing didn't let people without official positions go to see the radishes today. It turns out that they have the idea of Between the Clouds and the Water. Do you think that if Between the Clouds and the Water is given to the Sinongsi Temple, we can eat good food every day in the future? "

The other person said longingly. The more Yamamoto listened behind the tree, the colder his heart became because he knew that it was impossible that Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan couldn't pay back the money. If that was the case, wouldn't he have no hope at all?

Wouldn't the skills he learned secretly be useless? No, he had to think of something.

Thinking like this, Yamamoto quietly moved to the side to find Jiang Cen. The two people seemed to not know that he had come, and they were still talking about the secrets of the Sinongsi Temple under the tree.

When Yamamoto spent a lot of effort to find Jiang Cen, Jiang Cen was having lunch or dinner. At this time, it was impossible to judge specifically. Anyway, it was not a normal time to eat.

"You're here?" Jiang Cen put down his chopsticks and looked at Yamamoto. He greeted him casually as if he was very familiar with him.

Yamamoto felt like vomiting blood. If he was so familiar with him, he wouldn't have to spend so much money to come here. Seeing that he had greeted him, he smiled and replied, "I'm here."

After that, he quickly entered his identity and found a place to sit down. He watched Jiang Cen eat there. It was not too late to talk about it after he finished eating. It was still early to be dark.

Jiang Cen had just received a letter from Zhang Xiaobao this morning. In the letter, he was asked to act in a play, just like the play in the Pear Garden. However, the requirements were very high. He had to act until he left the script and entered real life. If he couldn't do it, he could change to another person.

Jiang Cen did not think that she was any worse than others. To be able to become a high-ranking official, which one of them did not have some talent? Thus, she decided that she would act out the role herself. She did not even eat breakfast and rehearsed over and over again. Under the situation where many people found fault with her, she finally passed. It was now 4: 45 pm today. In Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's understanding of the time, it was 4 pm in the afternoon, and 16 pm internationally.

Eating at this time was indeed not lunch, but it had nothing to do with dinner. Otherwise, he would be hungry in the middle of the night. Yamamoto spent money and waited while he rehearsed. Finally, it was time. He had to thank him for being smart enough. Otherwise, it would have taken a few days for a stupid person to rehearse.

After repeating twice in his heart, Jiang Cen calmed down. He looked at Yamamoto and said, "You haven't eaten breakfast, right? I haven't eaten either. I'm eating now. Let's eat together? "

With a smile on his face, Yamamoto turned his head to look at the window and found that it would be dark in another two hours. He pinched his thigh hard to make sure that he wasn't thinking. He said, "Not yet. I just woke up and came over after washing up in a hurry. I didn't have time to eat breakfast. Okay, let's eat together."

When he said this, Yamamoto felt that he had improved. He could actually tell the truth to others. He really didn't eat breakfast or lunch. It wasn't that he didn't have time to eat, but he really couldn't eat. He had something on his mind, so he felt uncomfortable when he saw food. He didn't even drink two mouthfuls of water.

Jiang Cen gestured, and someone immediately brought another set of tableware. Yamamoto also sat opposite Jiang Cen and picked up his chopsticks to look at the dishes on the table.

"Good stuff. It's actually … What is this?" Yamamoto wanted to praise, but found that there were many things that he didn't know, so he had to ask.

"Come, let me introduce it to you. This is a salted radish. You don't look like it because it doesn't look like a radish when it's cut. Instead, it's cut like an eggplant. In fact, it's a radish. Look carefully, because there's an extra layer of sesame oil on it, the texture is covered.

This is a pickled radish. Like the salted radish, it's also cut like an eggplant. The person who cut it is pretty good. I'll praise him later. This is a boiled radish. Although it looks thin, in fact, it's because it's specially cut with a small knife before cooking. The advantage is that it's cooked quickly.

Just look at one plate and you'll know. It doesn't change its appearance. It's steamed radish and dipped in sauce. This is stir-fried radish with radish skin, this is stewed radish with radish skin, and this is … "

Jiang Cen tirelessly introduced it to Yamamoto. Some of the radishes were hard to recognize because the person who cooked them was skilled, while the other part was easy to recognize.

Yamamoto finally knew what the table was. It turned out to be a full radish banquet. The most annoying thing for Yamamoto now was radishes. Seeing the table full of radishes with various cooking methods, as well as the stir-fried radish with radish skin that he had never heard of before, he was in a daze and asked,

"Why are they all radishes? Does Shaoqing like to eat them? There's also a kind called carrot now. It's actually not bad. It tastes better when it's fried. "

Yamamoto had never eaten fried carrots before, so he blurted it out.

Jiang Cen didn't care. She drank a mouthful of radish soup and said to Yamamoto, "Radishes are good. Haven't you heard that radishes are small ginseng? It's very nutritious."

When he heard the word ginseng, Yamamoto trembled. He was now afraid of the words radish and ginseng because there was a connection between them. He couldn't let others know.

Seeing that Jiang Cen didn't seem to know the relationship between them, Yamamoto heaved a sigh of relief. He also picked up a piece of steamed radish and put it in his mouth to slowly chew. It was a little bitter and a little spicy, but it was mostly sweet. The radish was steamed very smoothly. He didn't know how it was steamed, but it was the kind with the skin. A round piece was cut from the middle. When he ate the skin, he realized that the skin was crisp. He didn't know how it was steamed.

Jiang Cen seemed to have the same idea about why the radish skin was crisp. She took another bite and said, "How is it? Isn't it good? The skin is actually crisp. This is the ability of Savant's Restaurant. It's too early and there's no time to cook, so I got Savant's Restaurant to send a table of radishes.

Don't underestimate a table of radishes. The price isn't low. If I count it, I'll get someone to send me money later. I'm so poor. I can't even afford a radish. Others don't know and always think that I'm glorious as a Shaoqing. In fact, I'm sullen in my heart.

Who doesn't know that the food at Savant's Restaurant is delicious, but I can't afford it. I can only occasionally choose the cheap ones to try. If they are slightly more expensive, I don't dare to buy them. Tell me, what's the point of living like this? "

After Jiang Cen finished speaking, she stopped eating. She shook her head and sighed, looking very miserable.

However, Jiang Cen didn't agree with her at all. She thought to herself, 'I still want to eat the food at Savant's Restaurant every day, but is the good food there for ordinary people?' However, Jiang Cen's words made Yamamoto's heart move.

After drinking two mouthfuls of fragrant radish soup, he said, "Could it be that Shaoqing wants to eat the food at Savant's Restaurant every meal? Actually, this isn't difficult. "

"Not difficult? How is it not difficult? Do you think that Savant's Restaurant won't take my money just because I'm a Shaoqing? "Jiang Cen raised her head and asked in puzzlement.

"Shaoqing, don't you know that the Sinongsi Temple still has that kind of bitter radish? As long as Shaoqing is willing to sell it to me at a cheap price, I'll save the money for Shaoqing to eat at Savant's Restaurant. " Yamamoto mustered up his courage and said. He felt that this was his last chance. If he left like last time, he probably wouldn't be able to buy radishes in the future.

Jiang Cen's face sank, "Could it be that you want to bribe me? I'm wholeheartedly serving the country, so how can I accept your money? The Sinongsi Temple is open to business. Oh, no, it's open to let the people live better lives. How can I be the kind of person who forgets righteousness at the sight of profit? There are other officials who want to see me set an example. "

Yamamoto was shocked at first, but when he heard Jiang Cen's words, he finally understood. He said, "Sir, you're right. I was rude. It's not a bribe. It's to let the Sinongsi Temple have more money to do things for the people. Sir, how about five copper coins per seed? You'll still have five copper coins left. "

Yamamoto instinctively understood why Jiang Cen said this. There were other people around, and it wouldn't be good if they used this matter to impeach him. He didn't offer a high price, and it couldn't be compared to what Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan offered. However, he had other thoughts in his heart. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's money was given to the Sinongsi Temple, but his money was given to Yamamoto personally.

Thirty copper coins per seed seemed to be a lot, but how much could you earn? I'm offering five questions. If you sell one seed, you can keep five copper coins for yourself. This is the difference, not to mention the radishes.

At this time, the two people standing at the side turned their heads and didn't say anything. They just looked at Jiang Cen and Yamamoto, as if they wanted to hear more from the two of them.

Jiang Cen's eyes swayed left and right. He coughed and said, "You said that the radish seeds are delicious when steamed. Even if it's five copper coins per seed, you're willing to buy it?"

"Yes." Yamamoto was very cooperative.

"That's fine. I'll sell you one thousand seeds first. Yang Yang, I'll leave this matter to you." Jiang Cen agreed.

The person he was talking about was standing on his left. When he was listening just now, his ears moved a few times.

Yang Yang was obviously unwilling to sell. He said to Jiang Cen, "Sir, the radish seeds and radishes were all bought by Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan. The price was not low. If you sell them to others at a low price, it will be difficult if they know. There are also people in the Sinongsi Temple. They are all waiting for Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's money at this time next year so that they can use it to do big things."

The meaning of Yang Yang's words was very clear. That is, if you get benefits, what about others? This others is me. You can't let me do things for free, right?

"This … Brother Yamamoto, what do you think should be done?" Jiang Cen couldn't continue to ask, so he asked Yamamoto.

Yamamoto couldn't wait to strangle this person called Yang Yang to death. You, a small official, also want to join in the fun. He secretly regretted. If he had known, he would have chosen a time when there was no one around to tell Jiang Cen.

Looking at Jiang Cen and the two people standing next to him, Yamamoto gritted his teeth and said, "I estimate that five copper coins per seed can be bought. If it's steamed, there will be ten copper coins left. However, one thousand seeds is too little. How about one million seeds? Give me the money first and then get the seeds. I like this."

Yamamoto raised the price to fifteen copper coins. The money needed to buy one million seeds was 15,000 strings of coins. It was not a small amount. He was also prepared to only do one business. He would go back and turn one million seeds into ginseng as soon as possible. He would not accept radishes.

Unexpectedly, when he said the price, Yang Yang disagreed and said, "There were few people in the Sinongsi in the past. After all, there were not many things to do. But now there are many. I estimate that there are 500 people registered. It's not easy on weekdays. They have to do things in the wind and rain. It's difficult."

Another official, who was also from the Sinongsi, echoed at this time, "That's right. There are too many people now. Sometimes even the people who cook complain. Looking at the big cart of vegetables bought, it's not enough to cook a meal. Money, it's all because of money."

Yamamoto's face showed a difficult expression at this time. He wanted to agree, but he felt that if he added more money, he would be under too much pressure. He didn't want to take it, but he was afraid that the two people would leak the matter. At that time, he wouldn't be able to buy anything at this price.

Just as he was hesitating whether to add a little more, Jiang Cen put down his chopsticks and said to him, "Brother Yamamoto, how about this? You can save 20 copper coins. But this year's radishes are not growing well. 5,000 died. How about steaming them for Brother Yamamoto?"

This was the combination. Giving away 5,000 radishes for free, but the price was still high. What should be earned should be earned.

Yamamoto calculated that if 25 copper coins were to buy a radish seed, the extra cost would be 10,000 strings of coins. According to the money given by the Zhang Family and Wang Family, 150 copper coins for a radish. If he wanted to make a profit, it would be worth at least 100,000 radishes, which was 15,000 strings of coins.

But this money couldn't be calculated like that. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said, "20,000 dead radishes, I want to steam them to eat."

"Okay, 20,000." Jiang Cen also agreed, and then looked at Yamamoto without saying anything.

Yamamoto understood that the other party was waiting to see the money, so he immediately said goodbye and left.

Yamamoto had made a lot of arrangements in the capital. He took out 25,000 strings of coins without hesitation. This time, he didn't even have silk, only copper coins. Carts of them were sent to the Sinongsi the next day.

This time, the person who received him was not Jiang Cen, nor was it the two people he saw yesterday, but another small official of the Sinongsi Temple. As soon as he saw Yamamoto, he greeted him with a smile and instructed him to count the money. In fact, there was no need to check them one by one, as long as they weighed them.

After weighing them, they were slightly heavier than normal. Normally, the rope used to string the copper coins also had weight. It was light, but it couldn't withstand too much.

"Young Master Yamamoto, please follow me." The official who received Yamamoto happily led Yamamoto to the back. After turning two places, they came to a big courtyard. To be able to occupy a courtyard in the capital, the Sinongsi Temple's ability could be seen.

As soon as the two people arrived, the person who received them shouted to the house next to them, "Someone, bring up the radish seeds and radishes that Young Master Yamamoto wanted. Are they all done?"

The other side immediately replied, "Don't worry, I've already finished for Young Master Yamamoto. A piece of my hair was burned off. I'm suffering."

Hearing the words coming from the house, Yamamoto, who should have been happy, felt that something was wrong. Looking at the next row of houses that were smoking, he became more and more uneasy.

Not long after, the first few pots of radishes were carried out. It was just the first few pots. There was no difference. There was still the smell of radishes, the kind that was steamed. The smell of radish seeds also came, which was a little pungent.

Pots of radishes were carried to the courtyard like this. Some of them were still steaming. The person who delivered the radishes said politely to Yamamoto, "I don't think this courtyard can hold all of them. Some of them have to be transported away first. There are people elsewhere who will help to steam them. Young Master Yamamoto, don't worry. They are almost done steaming. It won't take too long."

The sky collapsed, the earth sank, and the day turned into night. Yamamoto's eyes were full of little stars, the kind that twinkled. When he opened his mouth, his smile disappeared.

"Young Master Yamamoto, Young Master Yamamoto, do you feel that we have done too well and feel bad? It's okay. The higher-ups said that Young Master Yamamoto likes to eat radishes. They are very nutritious, just like ginseng. It's just that it's not the right time to eat them yet. It's okay. When we steam them, we leave a gap in the middle of each radish. When the time comes, we can dry them in the sun. It can guarantee that they won't spoil for a long time.

It's just like making red ginseng. It's very useful. Young Master Yamamoto can't finish them all at once, but you can keep them and eat them slowly. With so many radishes, even if Young Master Yamamoto finds a hundred people to eat them, it will take a few days. "

The person in charge of receiving Yamamoto praised himself. The person who carried the radishes also showed an expression of "We have done a good job."

Yamamoto stood in front of the cooked radishes, motionless. He didn't even blink. If it weren't for the violent rise and fall of his chest and the two streams of blood coming out of his nose, it would be easy to think that he was a wooden man.

"Why did you steam them? I want raw radishes, not cooked ones. I will steam them slowly when I go back. "Yamamoto began to mumble incoherently.

"Young Master, you can't steam them slowly. After a period of time, the radishes can't be eaten. Biting them in the mouth is like chewing white rice. Young Master Yamamoto, do you want to find a carriage yourself, or do we send a carriage to transport them to the place?"

The person in charge of receiving Yamamoto asked kindly.

"Where is Jiang Cen Shaoqing? I want to see him. " Yamamoto didn't intend to accept so many cooked radishes and radish seeds. He wanted to plant them into ginseng. How could he plant them when they were cooked?

"In reply to Young Master Yamamoto, His Excellency went to meet the people of the Zhang Family and Wang Family. The people sent by the two families said that they wanted to take away all the radishes and radish seeds. They should be arranging people to count them. Fortunately, Young Master Yamamoto said it in time. Otherwise, it would be impossible to take out so many radishes and radish seeds.

We are also not sure. We are afraid that the people of the Zhang Family and Wang Family will know. Young Master Yamamoto, shouldn't you ask people to transport these two things away quickly? Otherwise, if other people see them, it will be hard to explain. The people of the Zhang Family and Wang Family can walk freely in the Sinongsi Temple. "

The person in charge seemed a little anxious and urged.

Yamamoto wanted to turn himself into a radish, then climb into the pot and steam himself. Yamamoto wiped the nosebleed with his hand and said to the person in charge, "This is not what I want. I can't transport it away. I want raw radishes. What's the use of cooked radishes?"

"Young Master Yamamoto, don't you want to eat steamed radishes? Do you have other uses? Oh, why didn't Young Master Yamamoto say so earlier? It's too late now. Most of the money has probably been deposited into the account. It can't be returned to Young Master. The raw radishes and radish seeds are all under the care of the people of the Zhang Family and Wang Family. What should we do? What should we do? "

The person in charge rubbed his hands and said anxiously. He also walked around Yamamoto.

At this moment, Jiang Cen finally showed up. He looked very nervous. He came in from outside the yard. As soon as he saw Yamamoto, he said, "Brother Yamamoto, hurry up and transport these things away. The people of the Zhang Family and Wang Family said that they want to have a look at the Sinongsi Temple and see where the money of the two families is spent."

"I don't want so many cooked radishes. I want raw radishes. My money …" Yamamoto saw the person in charge and put forward his request.

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