Zhao Hao and Tang Youde got on the carriage and prepared to enter the city through Qingliangmen.

"Young Master, what price do we buy silk?"

In the carriage, Fatty Tang asked with a smirk on his face.

He could fully imagine what kind of mood and expression would be like for Mr. Liu, who had stored more than 100,000 kilograms of raw silk.

"What did you say in the contract?" Zhao Hao asked back. He had been busy accompanying the exam for a while, and he forgot these details.

"September 18." Fatty Tang was familiar with it.

"Yes, this is the day I chose specifically." Zhao Hao slapped his forehead and smiled suddenly, "Isn't there still more than twenty days left? Why are you anxious?"

"That's right, why are you anxious?" Fatty Tang saw the same thing, nodded and smiled, "I don't know where the silk price will drop in more than 20 days!"

"Anyway, we are not worried now." Zhao Hao said with a look of beating: "I guess Mr. Liu has already looked for us in the city."

"That's natural. He couldn't sit still if the price of silk has not increased before." Tang Youde agreed and said deeply: "Are you looking for us like crazy now?"

"I plan to go to Xiaocang Mountain to escape the heat. If he finds you, you will push the matter to me."

Zhao Hao looked at Xiaocang Mountain not far away and thought to himself that this was really a good place, so close to Qingliangmen and Jiangdong Wharf, so I should build a conference hall here.

"If he looks for me, you will say you don't know. Anyway, since the deadline is less than I will not show up."

"Everyone listened to the young master." Tang Youde was naturally full of joy as he saw that he was about to make a big vote again.

Some are happy and some are sad, some are laughing and some are crying.

Two days later, in the Suzhou Guild Hall, Mr. Liu had already smashed all the things he could smash.

After anger, there is endless regret and pain.

Liu Yuanwai collapsed on the Taishi chair, staring at the rugged rockery outside the water pavilion with his eyes blank, wishing he could hit him.

"I'm so stupid. Really, even though I know that Mr. Xu is the backstage of those people, how can I believe that the price of silk will rise..."

"I'm so stupid. Really, even though I know that the boy is not kind, how could he promise him to borrow silk and return it..."

He murmured to himself, slapped himself in the face with a word, and swelled half of his face.

All the Chaofengs under his command were silent and stood outside the pavilion with his head down. None of them dared to speak out...

The owner's losses this time were really heavy. More than 100,000 kilograms of silk were smashed into Curry and couldn't be sold. In just a few days, he had already lost 50,000 taels.

What's even more terrifying is that in panic, all rationality and gentleman agreements no longer exist. All chambers of commerce are selling wildly, but no one is willing to take over the market, and the silk price is still falling.

If this continues, you will lose 20,000 or 30,000 taels a day. Even if the owner has a net worth of one million, he will not be able to withstand this decline.

As for the boss lent out the silk stock at the highest price point and letting others repay the silk in three months, no one dared to mention it. This has become a big joke in the Jinling business community!

Liu Zhengqi, the president of the Suzhou Chamber of Commerce and known as the shrewd, was actually so clear and tricked by a fledgling Huizhou boy!

The so-called "Emblems everywhere in the sky" are Su Shang and Hui merchants, who are two major merchants who dislike each other. Moreover, the business of raw silk and silk has always been controlled by the Dongting merchants. When Hui merchants get the opportunity, they will definitely exaggerate this matter to prove that Hui merchants are better than Su Shang!

This will be a devastating blow to Liu Yuanwai's dream of competing for the next president of the Dongting Merchants Gang.

After sitting for a while, Liu Yuanwai gritted his teeth and stood up with the crescent armrest of the Taishi Chair, and hissed and ordered: "Prepare the car and go to the street outside Gulou!"

The price of silk is no longer able to control it. He now has to do something he can control and let Tang Youde pay back the silk immediately or pay the money!

Tang Ji Nan goods store.

When the shopkeeper reported to Mr. Liu for a visit, Fatty Tang was taking his son to sell goods in Curry.

"Didn't you see I'm busy? Let him wait."

Fatty Tang left a word and continued to do his work.

He had to make a quick idea and let his son take over as soon as possible so as to get out of the way to preside over the stall of Kokura Mountain.

But Mr. Liu was determined this time and must meet Fatty Tang.

He waited in the store for a whole afternoon. When it was dark, the man was about to close, but Mr. Liu still refused to leave.

There was no choice but to come out to see him.

The two of them had been playing Tai Chi for many days, and they had no polite words to say.

"Isn't there still more than twenty days left? Why are you anxious?" Tang Youde sat down in the main seat and said angrily.

"What's the hurry?!" Mr. Liu jumped up as soon as he heard this and shouted loudly: "In more than 20 days, the price of silk will still fall!"

"It's useless to call you a broken throat? We businessmen are based on trust and have to do things according to the contract." Tang Youde covered his ears with a look of disgust. How could he look like a young wife when borrowing silk?

"Don't do this!" Liu Yuanwai didn't care about his image, and stepped on the official hat chair, pointed at Fatty Tang and shouted: "You are so embarrassed to say Xinyi? You were so stupid to deceive people at the beginning. Where is the factory you opened? Did you buy a loom? Have you hired a worker?"

"I hired, bought, and opened it. I just didn't live in Nanjing." Tang Youde spread his hands and said trickingly.

"Fuck!" Mr. Liu's forehead was leaping with blue veins. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "You fucking sold it!"

Tang Youde is taller and fatter than Mr. Liu. He practiced fist and footwork when he was in business. Seeing this, he stood up and put the hem of his robe into his belt. He sneered: "I signed a contract for borrowing silk with you. Do you care if I sell it or use it? If you don't believe it, take out the contract and take a look. There is a word on it. I must open a factory. Can't I sell silk?"

"I don't care. Today you either pay back the money or pay back the silk!" Mr. Liu rushed to Fatty Tang like a crazy person, and shouted: "Or I will fight you!"

"Come on, who is afraid of whom!" Tang Youde also set off and wanted to practice with Mr. Liu.

Fortunately, the followers on both sides rushed up in time and separated the two bosses, which avoided a hand-to-hand fight.

At this time, the friends of Tang Ji also came up and pushed Liu Yuanwai and several others out of the store.

"The surname of Tang, please wait. I'll go to the county to sue you!" Liu Yuanwai was still jumping there and shouting: "You, and that bastard, wait for the lawsuit!"

"Who is afraid of who?" Tang Youde waved his hand indifferently: "Close the store door!"

Yuanwai Liu was driven out of Tang Ji. In a rage, he immediately took a car to Shangyuan County Government.

Although it was dark at this time and the yamen had already closed. However, Liu Yuanwai was the president of the Suzhou Chamber of Commerce and the vice president of the Dongting Business Gang. He was donating to be a fifth-rank official. If he wanted to meet a small county magistrate of Shangyuan, he still didn't have to look at the time.

At this time, Lord Zhang, the magistrate of Shangyuan, was having supper with two concubines.

Lord Zhang is a native of Sichuan. He is an old juren. He has been a juren for more than ten years and has been selected as the magistrate of Shangyuan who is not a human, a ghost. Of course, if it were not for the county town that had direct superiors like Yingtian Mansion, a complete set of civil and military teams in Nanjing, as well as seven or eight wards, more than a dozen military camps, and several noble mansions, it would not be his old juren who would come to the world of Jinling City to enjoy the happiness.

County Magistrate Zhang is already in his sixties and has been widowed for many years and has been unable to reconcile. However, after two years of being the county magistrate of Shangyuan County, he has taken two concubines and is talking about the third room. They are all young and beautiful Jiangnan girls...

After all, this is Nanjing City. No matter how many mother-in-laws there are, as long as he is willing to suffer from idleness, he will still be able to make a fortune.
Chapter completed!