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Chapter 40: The time for the show has come

Next to the Dashi Bridge, the place where Zhao Shouzheng was dazed last time.

"After entering, my father insisted that this is the secret recipe that grandfather left for you to turn over." Zhao Hao pointed to the paper full of words and said, "With this document and Baitang, I don't worry about the person named Zhang's disbelief."

"That's true." Zhao Shouzheng nodded and said in surprise: "As long as Brother Zhang believes that this prescription is true, he will be willing to pay?"

"When I was shopping yesterday, I went to another house to ask that pawn shops accept merchants' use of exclusive secret recipes and other classics."

Zhao Hao was obviously prepared and smiled when he heard this: "I just don't accept death, just treat it as a mortgage."

Zhao Shouzheng nodded again and said, "Okay, then I'll try it. I wonder how much my son wants to be?"

"Ten thousand taels..." Zhao Hao stretched out a finger.

"Ah..." Zhao Shouzheng exclaimed and almost fell down the bridge.

"You just need to pay 10,000 taels." Then Zhao Hao said in detail: "The person surnamed Zhang will definitely kill the price, but my father remembers that 2,000 taels is the lowest price. If it is less than this number, my father will not have pocket money before the New Year."

"Ah!" Zhao Shouzheng's scream became even louder, and he said with a bitter face: "Tomorrow is only the first day of March, and there are still ten months in a year. My son is so cruel."

"So, for the sake of the twenty taels of silver and for the future pocket money, my father must do this." Zhao Hao looked at Zhao Shouzheng with a smile and said, "Answer me, can you avenge your previous shame?"

"Yes! Sure," Zhao Shouzheng patted his chest hard, and after being excited, he thought about it, but then his face collapsed and said, "How is it possible..."

"Don't worry, as long as my father says this, it's OK." Zhao Hao taught Zhao Shouzheng one by one how to start a conversation, answer, and bargain later.

"...When the ticket was drafted and you were asked to sign it, my father said that the matter was very important and you should read it carefully. Remember that it was half a year for the time being, and it must not be 'six months'." At the end, Zhao Hao instructed in a deep voice: "If the other party still agrees, you..."

"I'll sign?" Zhao Shouzheng asked with wide eyes.

"You just keep taking Qiao with confidence, saying that you are still worried about it. If you ask them to peek at the secret recipe, it will be troublesome, and then get up with the things and leave." Zhao Hao said with Youyou.

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing to be your father if the surname Zhang doesn't stop him?" Zhao Shouzheng asked nervously.

"He will definitely stop him. It's time to this point, which means he wants this recipe very much. How could the cooked duck fly away?" Zhao Hao smiled confidently and said, "I've inquired about it. There are rules for this kind of transaction, and he will make you feel at ease."

After Zhao Hao finished speaking, he asked his father to repeat it to him again. He felt that it was almost the same, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go, this time Gao Wu and I are outside to put the battle for our father..." Zhao Hao pushed Zhao Shouzheng forward with great force.

Zhao Shouzheng looked reluctant to put the duck on the shelves. He was afraid of dealing with Zhang Yuanwai again, and was worried that he would mess up his son's affairs and seemed too incompetent in front of his son.

"Father just relax. Whatever you usually do, you will be like later, and there is no need to take Qiao specifically." Zhao Hao pushed him and massaged Zhao Shouzheng's shoulders and said, "If the task is done, I will give my father a hundred taels of pocket money?"

"Is that true?" Zhao Shouzheng's eyes lit up when he heard this. He immediately stopped pushing Zhao Hao and said boldly: "Even if there are thousands of people, I will go! I will go for my father!"

"Go, wait for triumphant success and celebrate my father's honor!" Zhao Hao waved his arms and watched Zhao Shouzheng hold his head up and chest up, and enter Deheng.

Gao Wu, who had been silently guarding the side, finally couldn't help but ask.

"The young master is good at dealing with the unscrupulous businessman, why should he make things difficult for the master?"

"I can't do this, and you can't do it either," Zhao Hao shook his head and said meaningfully: "Only my father can do it."

Gao Wu scratched his head and became even more confused.

As soon as I entered Dehengdang, I saw a screen of yellow rosewood, with a big golden word "Dang" engraved on it!

Turning over the screen, there is a high counter surrounded by an iron fence. On the west side of the counter, a tea room was also divided by bead curtains to welcome the guests.

As soon as Zhao Shouzheng entered, the goatee behind the counter Chaofeng immediately lit up and said with a smile on his face, "Hello, Mr. Zhao, are you here to take care of our store business again?"

As he said that, he quickly walked around and asked the client to report to the boss, while enthusiastically lifting the pearl curtain and inviting Zhao Shouzheng to come in and take a seat. He also gave someone a refreshment and brewed the best Maofeng.

With diligent flattery, Zhao Shouzheng returned to the scene of his former minister and son in a trance.

Of course they are very enthusiastic about him!

Recently, there have been rumors in the capital that the newly ascended Emperor Longqing loved Lu Zigang's works very much. Maybe one day he would be recruited into the palace to specially carve jade for the royal family.

Regardless of whether the news is true or false, Lu Zigang's works on the market have been sold out, and the prices of the best products that can be tested have doubled.

In just a few days, someone offered a high price of 600 taels for the jade pendant.

At that time, Zhao Shouzheng only got the pitiful twenty taels...

Which pawnshop in Dayanggu is not used as his ancestors?

Sure enough, not long after, Mr. Zhang came after hearing the news, bowed and smiled enthusiastically, "My brother, I really haven't seen you for a day, like three autumns later, I can't imagine you being a brother!"

"Brother Shi, you are here to cause trouble for you again." Zhao Shouzheng began to fool him according to Zhao Hao's instructions. But the first time he did such a thing, he couldn't help but look a little cramped.

But the more he did this, the more he felt relieved. Mr. Zhang held Zhao Shouzheng's hand tightly, fearing that he would run away, and said intimately: "We are like our own flesh and blood. It's too disgusting to cause trouble."

As he said that, he looked at Chao Feng and said, "I'm worried that Brother Zhao will not come and trouble me."

"Yes, yes." Chaofeng was standing aside, smiling so hard that his goatee was shaking.

After talking nonsense, Zhang Yuanwai went straight to the point: "What's the point of doing if you come here today?"

"Brother Shi, take a look at this first." Zhao Shouzheng handed the paper box to Mr. Zhang.

"Okay, let's take a look." Mr. Zhang took the paper box and opened the paper bag, and saw the thin white sugar in the bag.

"Oh?" Zhang Yuanwai frowned slightly and whispered to Chao Feng a few words. Chao Feng quickly turned to the back and took out an exquisite mahogany box.

When I opened the wooden box, there was a Jingdezhen porcelain cup with lid lined with red silk. The mahogany box and porcelain cup had the trademark "Tang Ji".

Mr. Zhang carefully picked up the porcelain cup and uncovered the lid. It turned out to be the same white sugar inside.

He tasted it separately, and the taste was exactly the same. Judging from his experience, these two portions of sugar were definitely the same batch.

He weighed the size of the paper bag and it weighed more than one pound, and he opened his mouth wide in surprise.

You know, the box he had in his hand, which cost him ten taels of silver just a few taels of candy.

The bag of candy brought by Zhao Shouzheng was worth at least fifty taels of silver, but it was just put in a broken paper bag, and the boxes were spread all over the floor...

In addition to feeling distressed, Zhang Yuanwai couldn't help but sigh secretly that Zhao Liben's family background was indeed unfathomable and he couldn't even scratch it!
Chapter completed!
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