"Don't shake it. The one below is holy water and the one above is a golden lotus throne. There is a heavenly mirror on the lotus throne. The golden Buddha is a scripture golden Buddha. You need a special mirror to see the scripture. It's passed down from my ancestors."
The man carefully handed the item over and told the shopkeeper what it was.
The shopkeeper didn't say anything. He picked up a piece of silk and carefully took the item. He also took the golden Buddha.
He glanced at the water in the glass bottle. He didn't know what it was.
He knew about the glass bottle. The kerosene lamp was used. The Li Family Zhuangzi had it.
The golden lotus throne was indeed a lotus throne. There was a mirror on it. It was said that the people in the palace had mirrors. Some of them were even sold to Tubo and were very valuable.
The shopkeeper calmly took out a magnifying glass made of crystal and looked at the golden Buddha.
With just one look, he felt his heart beat faster.
Based on the weight and size, he was sure that it was a golden Buddha.
Looking at it with the magnifying glass, he could faintly see some small words. However, the magnifying glass couldn't see clearly.
What … was this technique?
In broad daylight, the shopkeeper lit a kerosene lamp and looked carefully under the light.
Buddhist scripture. It was indeed a Buddhist scripture. He could see a few words in front of him. That's right. What an amazing craftsmanship.
He took a deep breath and put down the golden Buddha. He asked, "Are you working for me or are you best friends?"
"Of course I'm working for you. My family is in urgent need of money. Otherwise, why would I take this out to borrow money temporarily? I'll come back to redeem it in a month at most. "
The man looked at the shopkeeper warily, as if he was afraid that the shopkeeper would kill him.
"How much do you want to redeem it?" the shopkeeper asked again.
"A hundred coins, not much. I guarantee that I'll return it within a month. How much do you want?" The man stretched out a finger.
"It's not worth it! This item … "
"Shopkeeper, I'm not working for you anymore. A hundred coins is not worth it? You're lying with your eyes wide open. I'll give you a thousand coins. You give me the same scripture golden Buddha. "
The man was angry and reached out to take it back.
"Wait, let me take a look." The shopkeeper reached out to block him and looked again with the magnifying glass.
As he looked, his heart continued to beat faster. He had to take it for himself first. The words were too small. He couldn't see them clearly even with the magnifying glass. How did he carve them?
And what was the lotus throne made of? The mirror was a real mirror. The holy water … Perhaps it was.
This item … It's worth it.
"Is it okay? If not, I'll go somewhere else. "The man frowned and asked.
"Okay!" The shopkeeper agreed. He hoped that the other party would not be able to exchange it for money, and then this thing would be his.
"Fine, just write the receipt." The man appeared impatient.
"Alright, write it ~ ~" The shopkeeper dragged his voice. "Ordinary colored glass buckets, mixed wastewater, dyed lotus stands, cracked mirror fragments, old Buddha …"
"Wait, shopkeeper. If you write this, I won't be your shopkeeper." The man didn't agree.
This was called jargon. Good things should be broken first. The purpose was to judge according to what was written down when there was a problem in the future.
Just like a good leather jacket, the pawnbroker would say, "Written ~ ~ Missing edges, little hair, bitten by insects and rats, cracked surface, torn and lost a leather jacket."
Because if it wasn't well preserved and was damaged, the compensation would be reduced as much as possible.
The words of the pawnshop were like knives stabbing at his heart.
"I'm here for work. I'll take it back within a month. What do you want?" The man glared.
"Ten percent." The shopkeeper stretched out two fingers.
"Three percent interest." The man disagreed.
This interest was calculated in terms of days. One percent represented one percent. 30 days, 30 percent.
If he pawned 100 coins, he would have to return 130 coins 30 days later.
In a year, the interest would be more than three times. It didn't even take into account the compound interest.
Of course, if he pawned it, it wouldn't be 30 percent. The interest would be calculated in terms of days.
If he pawned it for a month, it would be extended for three months. After a month, it would be compound interest.
If you can't redeem it within a month, you'll be given 90 days, and the interest will be compounded.
A ninety day compound interest of one cent is equal to about 2.449 times.
One hundred and thirty coins multiplied by 2.449. After four months, it would be this amount.
"Five percent interest. I'll write it again, but only for a month." The shopkeeper made a counteroffer.
"Deal!" The man thought for a while and agreed with clenched teeth.
The shopkeeper went to weigh the Gold Buddha statues. It was exactly six taels.
"Write ~ ~" The shopkeeper shouted again. "Transparent colored glass vase, half clear water, lotus paste, round mirror, gold Buddha statues, six taels light, scripture small flies. When you pawn the money, it's calculated in one month. Five percent interest, you'll give it up if it's extended for a month. "
"Write another sentence. If the price is over a million, you'll pay back three times if it's damaged," the man said immediately. This set of items was worth over a million. If it was damaged, he would pay back three times.
"Six percent." The shopkeeper increased the price.
"Okay." The man agreed. Thus, the five percent interest was changed to six percent.
Both parties signed the contract, pressed their fingerprints, and the shop's seal. The man was given a stack of exchange vouchers. The pawning was complete.
The man left. The shopkeeper took a few deep breaths. "Follow him and check."
He wanted this Gold Buddha statue. It was too beautiful. The key was that he didn't know who made it.
It wasn't expensive at 3,000 coins. He didn't care about selling it for money. He just wanted to give it as a gift.
Before long, the man behind him came back. "He went to Luoyang. It seems there's an urgent matter. He hired a car. Do you still want to check?"
"No need." The shopkeeper took out some money and gave it to him.
…
Li Family Zhuangzi.
"The first and second steps have been completed," Song De said respectfully to Li Yi. He was practically kneeling to Li Yi.
Other people would say something and then hand it over to the steward or housekeeper to deal with.
It reflected his ability to manage things. Dongzhu himself was actually quite useless.
This Dongzhu of his was too sinister when it came to scamming people.
"The third step will be launched in two days. Treat it as a benefit for the people of the capital. Aiya, with such an opponent, am I too much of a bully? "
Li Yi looked like he was blaming himself. It was as if he didn't want to set up a trap to scam people.
At this moment, he felt like he was being forced into a situation where he had no choice but to resist. At least, that was what he thought.
"Dongzhu is benevolent and righteous. They went too far. Dongzhu is kind."
Song De praised with all his might. He felt that the best choice in his life was to agree to Dongzhu's purchase.
At the same time, he was very happy. Dongzhu was finally acting like a normal person.
In the past, Dongzhu was rarely aggressive. He always did things for the sake of the country and the people. Now, Dongzhu was moved by an 'ordinary' woman and changed his way of doing things.
In the future, Zhuangzi would have a female lead. With the birth of a little Dongzhu and a little 'princess', it would be more like a home.
"There are still two and a half days left. Don't say that I didn't give them a chance. They should admit their mistakes as soon as possible and pay the price. Everything can be discussed.
Song De, don't you think they can't compare to Old Yu and the others? They offended me and immediately apologized when they saw that the situation was wrong.
This is good. There's no end to it. I've given enough hints.
They sell greenhouse vegetables again and again, and especially in the same place. Don't they think about it more? "
Li Yi felt that he had given the other party a chance.
If it was him, he would bully someone who sold medical products.
The first time, he succeeded. Then, the other party did the same thing in the same place. He bullied them again.
If the other party continued to do the same thing in the same place, he would be afraid.
He would quickly find out, find connections, and ask about the situation.
He wouldn't dare to do it again. His own business would have to stop.
If he didn't even have this bit of reaction and awareness, he would have been killed long ago.
But the person surnamed Jiang did it again and again. Three times in a day. Why didn't he think about it?
"Dongzhu, sometimes people can't see the situation clearly. Otherwise, there wouldn't only be 220 students in the second year."
Song De also felt sorry for Jiang Hui and the others. He had given them opportunities again and again.
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