"Didn't that thief insist that I sent it? How could the young master know that he was lying?" Tang Youde asked curiously.

Zhao Hao sneered twice, then said to Tang Youde: "The reason is very simple. I sold you candy that day, and you sent someone to steal the next day, and it was a shop assistant I had met. I want to put shit on my head? I heard that you have a semicolon in Jinling. No matter how stupid you are, you should send a face-to-face guy to steal, right? If you can't even think of this, where will you earn a ten thousand taels of money?"

"Young Master is worthy of being the grandson of Mr. Zhao. This vision and method will definitely become a great player in the future!" Tang Youde nodded in admiration and said, "I'm so right. No matter how stupid I am, I will never do such a thing."

After saying that, he bragged himself and said, "What's more, my century-old store is based on credibility. How could I smash my own signature for this little money?"

Although his words are shameless, it is indeed the reason. The so-called good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles. If Zhao Hao makes a little bad, he will make a fuss in his store and then go to the government to submit a complaint. The reputation of Tang Ji Nan's goods store will be considered a bad street in Jinling City. No matter whether the matter is true or false, others will not deal with him in case of precautions.

Therefore, he came to apologize early in the morning with a lot of money. First, thanked Zhao Hao for not reporting to the official immediately, and second, in order to use money to block Zhao Hao's mouth and completely eliminate future troubles.

Besides, he still hopes to continue to get white sugar from Zhao Hao, so how could he do something about killing the chicken to get eggs?

Although the chicken has already stated that it has no eggs for the time being...

But Tang Youde was still itchy. While having breakfast together, he couldn't help but ask:

"Honor asked the old man? When will the candy arrive?"

Zhao Hao took a sip of duck blood vermicelli soup with a slightly light taste and frowned slightly. He thought to himself that the taste of this breakfast was really ordinary, no wonder the business was not very good.

But he forgot that he was drooling at other people's buns.

"Young Master, Young Master." Seeing that he was distracted, Tang Youde had to call continuously.

"Ah? What did you say?" Zhao Hao came to his senses and looked at Tang Youde.

"I'm asking the young master, is there any candy?"

"Oh, it's gone." Zhao Hao simply replied.

Last time he deliberately kept a hole, so he wanted to sell sugar next time. But last night's incident reminded him that the sugar business was too eye-catching, and it would be better to deal with the current situation of the father and son. Moreover, now that he has the capital, he has more ways to make money, and there is no need to take risks, so naturally he will lose Boss Tang's thoughts.

"Is that so, that's a pity..." Tang Youde couldn't hide his disappointment, and he felt more and more that the smell of the cage in his mouth was like chewing wax. If it weren't for Zhao Hao's treat, he would have vomited directly on the ground.

He barely took the millet porridge and swallowed the buns in his mouth, then smiled bitterly: "This bun can only fill the stomach. I will invite the young master to Yongxiang Garden another day to taste what the real soup dumpling tastes."

"It seems like I have never eaten good things." Zhao Hao sneered when he heard this.

"Oh, don't you pick on the tricks? I don't mean that..." Tang Youde suddenly remembered that Zhao Hao was the young man in trouble and could not stand this stimulation the most. He hurriedly smiled and said, "I mean, with the young master's eyes and means, he will definitely turn over soon. Then, how about we be a neighbor when we move out of Caijia Lane?"

"It's a question of whether to be a neighbor or not, but I am really going to turn over." Zhao Hao deliberately showed a look of self-confidence.

Sure enough, it aroused Tang Youde's curiosity. He looked at Zhao Hao and asked eagerly: "What is the way to make money for young master? Is it true that Old Tang is involved in it?"

"Haha..." Zhao Hao waited for what he said, but he did not answer when he heard this, but continued to drink his vermicelli soup slowly.

"Young Master wants to control me again." Tang Youde said laughing and crying: "It's better to have fun. As long as you really have a good way, I'll get all the money."

"This is not what business is done." Zhao Hao gently scooped the fans in the bowl, shook his head and smiled: "No need to pay my capital to deal, don't worry about me, I'm not at ease."

"Young Master..." Tang Youde was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't expect that this 14-5-year-old boy would have such a sophisticated insight. After a while, he persuaded his palm and said: "Young Master is indeed from a family background, and his style is really fascinating..."

Does this have something to do with the old man? It’s all due to the losses that I suffered in my previous life!

"Actually, it's okay to tell you." Zhao Hao put down the spoon in his hand, picked up the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "I'm going to buy raw silk."

"What, what?" Tang Youde was full of anticipation, but when he heard this, he was like a deflated ball, which was spread on the bench. "Breed silk?"

"Not bad." Zhao Hao nodded calmly.

"Oh, young master, I advise you to change your business as soon as possible." Tang Youde waved his hand in disappointment and kindly persuaded Zhao Hao: "Young master doesn't know that the world has changed. When the owner of the Five Peaks traveled all over the world, this raw silk was still a popular business. But the Qi family army had already wiped out the Japanese pirates, and the imperial court promoted the navy and strictly banned the sea. Now from south to north, our Ming Dynasty is in a situation where the Ming Dynasty is not in the sea. Raw silk and silk are gone overseas... Especially with the cut off the sales route in Japan, the price has fallen to the floor."

"It is better to buy low when it falls to the floor and sell high." Zhao Hao glanced at Gao Wu, who was full of pride, and couldn't help but burst into laughter. Fang said to Tang Youde: "If you don't mix it up, I'll buy it myself."

Tang Youde looked at Zhao Hao and said, "Young Master, take it seriously?"

Zhao Hao said sternly: "I never joke about money."

"Is it true, what news did Ling Zu know in advance?" Tang Youde asked tentatively.

"Whatever you think, I will only discuss business with my business partners." Zhao Hao stood up and prepared to leave the seat.

But Tang Youde grabbed him and said, "As long as the young master can take out his capital, you might as well combine it with you."

"This is natural." Zhao Hao nodded and said lightly: "I said that I will not do business without capital."

Tang Youde had a brief calculation and just gave Zhao Hao five hundred taels. The Zhao family should still have some savings, so he stretched out two fingers and said slowly:

"One of them will be paid at least 2,000 taels of silver, otherwise you will earn too little and not be enough to make a fortune."

"Yes." Zhao Hao nodded without hesitation, just as if he really had two thousand taels of silver. "You will come again in three days."

"Okay, I'll come again."

Tang Youde nodded. In fact, he didn't believe that buying raw silk can make money. But firstly, Zhao Hao's behavior made him look at him with admiration. Secondly, if there is really insider information from the top, wouldn't it be a pity if he missed it?

So Tang Youde deliberately asked Zhao Hao to pay 2,000 taels of silver to see if Zhao Hao wanted to make a fortune. If Zhao Hao could really take out these 2,000 taels, it at least means that he is very confident, so why not just play with him?

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