That "Wuji Tong Shang Silver Store" is not like the Tang Ji Nan goods store.

Four black-faced men with big arms and round waists were guarding the door of the silver shop. They held a four-foot-long Japanese sword in their arms and looked at the pedestrians coming and going fiercely.

Idle people are not allowed to enter.

Fortunately, Tang Youde often comes and goes with him, so Zhao Hao doesn't have to be interrogated by several door gods like others.

However, Gao Wu's appearance was still above the terrifying level of the door gods. Even if Tang Youde promised, he was still asked to wait outside the door...

After taking a look at Gao Wu who was a little aggrieved, Zhao Hao followed Tang Youde into the silver shop.

The regulations in the silver shop are very similar to those in the pawn shop. The tall counter is surrounded by a solid fence. Chaofeng sat behind the counter and talked to the customers who came to deposit and exchange silver through several small windows.

Tang Youde was familiar with the road and didn't need a friend to lead the way, so he led Zhao Hao straight to an idle window. He greeted Chaofeng inside casually and explained the business he wanted to do clearly.

This is the first time Zhao Hao has entered such a place, so he naturally said less and read more. Through the process of handling Tang Youde and Na Chaofeng, he found that the tickets are indeed a little behind the later silver bills. The tickets are paid as soon as they see the tickets, but they do not recognize the person. The tickets are recognized but recognize the person and must be withdrawn based on the seal deposited in the person.

Moreover, Tang Youde also told him that when withdrawing from other places, he could not pay the ticket as soon as he saw it. He would have to wait for the pawnshop bank to verify the bill with a letter before he would pay.

‘Although it is inconvenient, it is better to be insured.’ Zhao Hao felt much more at ease when he heard this, and felt that the ticket was better than the silver ticket.

At the suggestion of Tang Youde, Zhao Hao also opened an account in Wuji, engraved a seal on the spot, and left a sticker, but this time he used Zhao Hao's own name.

Tang Youde secretly complained, why don’t you say that you are a child’s family this time?

After opening the account, Zhao Hao deposited the 400 taels of gold, plus fifty taels of cash, a total of 450 taels of gold, into Wu Ji's account.

But not only did he not get the interest, he also had to pay the custody of 4 and 50 taels of silver every year, which made Zhao Hao feel so distressed.

But safety is the first priority, and you cannot save money you should spend.

Because it was the first time to open an account, Zhao Hao took more than half an hour to finish it. Tang Youde was always by the side and did not get impatient because the delivery was completed.

This slightly changed Zhao Hao's impression of him.

The two came out of Wuji Silver Shop and then said goodbye to each other.

Zhao Hao thanked Tang Youde for his help, and Tang Youde bowed and smiled: "You are a fellow countryman, and you still have sugar. Remember our store."

"That was a Western goods given to my grandfather by someone. Now that my family is ruined, I will take them out and sell them. As for whether there is still a family in my hometown, I have to ask my grandfather before I know." Zhao Hao said without hesitation.

"Oh, that's it. It's okay, the young master always comes to have tea when he has time." Tang Youde's face was not disappointed at all, and he still said goodbye to Zhao Hao politely.

When Tang Youde entered the store, Zhao Shouzheng came over, hugged his son's neck, and smiled happily: "My son is indeed extraordinary, and he made 200 taels in one go!"

"Ah? What two hundred taels?" Zhao Hao was stunned.

"Didn't you gesture two fingers at me?" Zhao Shouzheng asked with wide eyes: "Is it another twenty taels?"

"Oh..." Zhao Hao suddenly realized, thinking that I meant victory. He wanted to tell his father that he actually earned 500 taels, but then he thought about Zhao Erye's habit of playing tricks, and decided to make the mistake just because he was wrong, so he smiled and said, "Of course it's 200 taels."

"That's it, it's so lucky!" Zhao Shouzheng felt guilty after saying that, fearing that his son would ask why he said the word "Ye" just now. Then he smiled at Zhao Hao and Gao Wu and said, "There is a family on this street. The chef cooks a decent Huaiyang dish. It's better for us to celebrate."

Gao Wu thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhao and Master. Let's eat. We are not worried about Dad, so we'll go back first."

"Then let's go back together." Zhao Hao actually didn't want to be troublesome. He had both money and tickets on him, and everyone looked like a thief.

"Oh, okay." Zhao Shouzheng had no choice but to agree, and he could not hide his disappointment.

It was not until Zhao Hao made four kilograms of Huadiao on the street and cut two packets of braised dishes that he became happy again.

Zhao Hao had a bomb in his arms, wishing he could put his wings on his feet and flew back.

Besides, he is also a young master's habit. If he has money, how could he still walk back with his legs?

The three of them arrived at the intersection and called a carriage to pick up passengers. After bargaining, they paid twenty cents and got in the car and went home.

The carriage was quite spacious. Zhao Hao leaned comfortably against the wall of the car, straightened his feet, looked at the crowd walking outside the window, and couldn't help but say comfortably: "It's better to ride a car."

Zhao Shouzheng curled his lips and said, "What a broken carriage, it doesn't even have a mat, it hurts your butt."

"Then you go down and walk?" Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and smiled, "That way, my brother Gao and I can still lie down."

"Hey, you guys, you think your father is stupid, right?" Zhao Shouzheng laughed and scolded: "Don't you hear the 'consolation and love'?"

"I have only heard of 'A gentleman will not settle for it'."

Zhao Hao happily fought with his father, and he didn't feel anything and saw the scenery outside the window becoming familiar.

"It's almost here." Gao Wu, who had been listening silently, suddenly spoke out and reminded.

"Ah, so fast? I haven't had enough time to sit." Zhao Hao actually felt unsatisfied.

"Oh, it's so proud that the horse's hooves are fast. The ancients really did not deceive me." Zhao Shouzheng also felt the same.

These days, the father and son have all relied on transportation, and even walked through the road with a load. They really hated this road. I felt that they had not yet come back to revenge, so why did they arrive?

The carriage stopped at the door of the blacksmith shop. Zhao Hao paid the copper plate and asked his father to wait outside the store. He used the excuse to get the remaining sugar and followed Gao Wu into the blacksmith shop.

It was already noon now, but the shop was quiet.

Gao Wu whispered to Zhao Hao: "My father has the habit of taking a nap."

He tiptoed into the inner room, and when he lifted the curtain, there were indeed snoring sounds from the inner room.

After a while, Gao Wu came out with the candy bag.

Zhao Hao also put the wine and meat he bought for his father and son on the table.

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll go back first."

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the shop door with candy.

"Wait..." But Gao Wu shouted behind him.

Zhao Hao looked back and found that Gao Wu had discovered the two ingots of ingots he had pressed under the braised dish.

"Haha, can you still let Brother Gao go for a free trip?" Zhao Hao smiled awkwardly. He felt that this was the right thing to do. I wonder why Gao Wu reacted so much?

But Gao Wu's face turned red, he trembled while pinching the silver ingot for a while, and then squeezed out a sentence:

"Young Master looks down on others! Don't insult Gao Wu again."

After saying that, he handed the money to Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao didn't answer, so Gao Wu actually threw it out of the store.

Then he pushed Zhao Hao out of the door and slammed the door.

Zhao Hao was pushed and staggered, almost sitting on the ground. Zhao Shouzheng held his son, bent down and picked up the silver ingot, handed it back to Zhao Hao and said:

"Is this an insult? If it is an insult, I'm willing to be insulted a thousand times..."
Chapter completed!