Chapter 38: The Servant's First Attack

The shopkeeper is called Yuan Nanjiang, he is fifty-one years old this year, he can be regarded as a veteran of Shang Hai, but after seeing this glass, the speed he showed made Fang Xing think he was only eighteen years old.

"Bah bah bah!"

The doors of the shop were closed in an instant, Yuan Nanjiang's eyes flashed, and he picked up the glass.

The two servants were a little nervous, their hands stretched out to their waists, where there were nunchakus that Fang Xing taught the carpenter to make.

Fang Xing leaned back on the chair with a smile on his face, watching Yuan Nanjiang use various methods to verify the authenticity of the glass.

After knocking, smelling, and even scalding it with boiling water, Yuan Nanjiang straightened his body, beat his lower back, and said calmly: "Guest officer, do you want to sell this colored glaze?"

Profiteer, profiteer!

Fang Xing curled his lips in disdain. There is glass at this time, but the colors are colorful and the price is too expensive, let alone a cup made of glass.

"Treasurer Yuan, think about it, whether it's tea or wine, when you pour it into this cup and hold it in your hand, that scene, tsk tsk!"

Yuan Nanjiang's beard trembled, and seeing that his pretending to be calm didn't work, he said calmly, "How much do you want to pay, guest officer?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "Tell me, if you are satisfied, I will leave the cup here. Maybe there will be another time in the future. If you are not satisfied, ha ha! I heard that the financial resources of the next door are..."

"Guest officer, please rest assured that the financial strength of my Jiangnan Commercial Bank will not be lower than anyone else's!"

Yuan Nanjiang's eyes shone brightly, and he stretched out five fingers.

Fang Xing shook his head and stretched out a finger.

Yuan Nanjiang sighed, "Does the guest officer know about crystals?"

"A crystal cup? I know."

Of course Fang Xing knew about the crystal cup. It looked similar to a glass, but it was less transparent, and the difficulty of processing was even more overwhelming.

"hiss!"

Yuan Nanjiang had a headache, he whispered: "Does the guest know about salt merchants?"

Fang Xing had more smiles in his eyes, "Of course, if this glass goes to those places, I believe it will make your company a good profit."

Yuan Nanjiang was very transparent, and directly said that he was going to sell this glass to those big salt merchants.

The salt merchants in the Ming Dynasty were all wealthy owners. What if there was too much money? Then show off your wealth.

So all kinds of means to show off their wealth were thought up, covering everything from basic necessities to food, housing and transportation.

Fang Xing said firmly: "When a crystal-clear glass cup appeared on the banquet, shopkeeper Yuan, believe me, those big salt merchants will flock to the Jiangnan firm frantically."

Yuan Nanjiang nodded and said, "You can follow up..."

Hooked!

Fang Xing immediately said in embarrassment: "Master Yuan, this kind of cup is something from abroad. It is said that it was produced in that place called Venice. Most of the things that flowed out in a year went to the palaces of those foreigners."

Yuan Nanjiang sighed lowly: "Yes! In the early years, the old man also heard that there is a place in the west where the colored glaze is unparalleled in the world, but unfortunately the method of making it has never been exposed."

Of course it wasn't exposed. Fang Xing smiled secretly, at this time, Daming did not have forbidden seas, and there were municipal bureaus in Ningbo, Quanzhou, and Guangzhou. And Yuan Nanjiang is probably the agent of a certain family. This family is involved in maritime trade, so it knows a little bit about the West.

"How many times a year?"

Yuan Nanjiang went into the battle shirtless, and said directly: "The price of one and several must be different."

Profiteer!

Fang Xing knew that Yuan Nanjiang wanted to maximize his profits, so he said, "I'm not sure, maybe there are two or three."

Yuan Nanjiang said softly after hearing the words: "Eight hundred, no more."

Fang Xing nodded after thinking about it, "Okay, but I have a request."

"Please say."

After completing the list, Yuan Nanjiang could get a lot of benefits himself, so he also said with a smile.

Fang Xing stretched out a finger, "Your company is not allowed to mention the seller, if I hear someone outside say that this product was bought in Beiping, or mention someone from Beiping, then I will never talk to you from now on." cooperation with your firm."

This practice of keeping secrets for clients is very common, of course Yuan Nanjiang would not object, and immediately took out the banknote.

"This is a bank note from Huitong Bank, payable at sight."

Fang Xing took the eight bank notes, nodded and said, "No problem, I hope we can continue to cooperate next time."

At this time, the government also has bank notes, which are called treasure notes, and their reputation has become worse and worse.

Walking out of the Jiangnan business, Fang Xing looked at the sunny sky outside, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he shouted, "Fang Jiu, Fang Shi, let's go."

After these ten servants passed the initial approval, Fang Xing directly gave them the Fang surname according to the current habit, but he was a little lazy, so he used numbers to rank them.

At this time, Zhang Shuhui and the others were in trouble.

"Someone stole from me!"

Outside a jewelry store, when Xiaobai let out a coquettish cry, two servants rushed over and immediately grabbed a thin and small man.

"Ouch! Let go!"

The man's eyes were sly, and he also looked aggrieved after being caught, "I didn't steal, I came to buy something."

Among the onlookers, three big men stood up silently, and one of them said in an unquestionable tone: "Let him go."

Xiaobai blushed and said, "It's him who just stole the silver hairpin I bought."

Although Zhang Shuhui said she would not buy anything when she came out of the house, Zhang Shuhui still couldn't stand Xiaobai's torture, and finally bought her a silver hairpin, but she didn't expect it to be stolen as soon as she came out of the jewelry store. His anger can almost burn through the entire city of Beiping.

Ma Su stood up and said, "Steal or not, you can find out through a body search."

"Why? Why do you search me!"

The skinny man immediately shouted: "Everyone, come and see! These people from the countryside are bullying people!"

"What are you doing? Let go of my brother, or I will use a knife!"

The three big men all showed their knives, and the onlookers gasped and quickly moved away, but they were reluctant to part with the excitement that followed.

"Holding a knife in the street is a serious crime! Do it!"

Just when Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai were a little startled, Old Seventh Xin yelled violently, and then saw three servants rushing over.

Dare to fight us with bare hands? Stupid!

The three big men grinned grimly and clenched the short knives in their hands, ready to bleed the gang of countrymen.

But when they were about to get close, two sticks appeared in the hands of the three servants as if by magic. After shouting neatly, the sticks deftly swiped over.

Zhang Shuhui was a little worried about these servants, and was about to call someone to report to the police, but there was a sudden heat behind her, and then Fang Xing's voice came.

"Shu Hui, don't be nervous."

Fang Xing was standing there, and behind him, Fang Jiu and Fang Shi were leading three horses.

I saw the three servants ignoring the three short knives, and with a twitch of the stick in their hands, the short knives fell to the ground with a howling sound.

"Buckle down!"

After Xin Laoqi gave an order, the three servants skillfully grabbed the opponent and pressed them to the ground.

"Good! Good skill!"

Fang Xing was complacent, but he heard applause behind him. Looking back, he saw a fat middle-aged man being helped out of the carriage by two burly men.

Immediately, dozens of plainclothes men drove away the surrounding people, Fang Xing's heart skipped a beat, and he waved his hand and said, "Old Seven, hand them over to the sergeants patrolling the streets."

At this time, the people from Wucheng Bingmasi had already arrived. After taking over the criminals, they wanted to take Fang Xing and the others away, but an attendant of the middle-aged man whispered a few words, and saw that those people left immediately. The speed is so fast, as if this is the dragon's pond and tiger's lair.

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