Chapter 22 Old Jianghu and Young Lord

"When?" Zhang Qian frowned and murmured instinctively.

Although this question is vivid, it is somewhat "out of the outline" for him.

Looking at China in the 21st century, except for a very few unlucky guys like him, whose parents would leave their children to go out alone? It is even more impossible for them to hold valuables in their hands!

Although the security of Xi'an City in the 21st century is not as good as that of Beijing, Shanghai, Shenzhen and other 29 provincial capitals and municipalities, there will be no robbery in the downtown area, let alone cameras everywhere?

"I know, I know, just when he left the downtown city!" The same problem, for the fat man Ren Cong, the native of the Tang Dynasty, was extremely simple. "Even if the government pretended to behave, it was inevitable to take care of it. After leaving the downtown city, it would be the thief who took the first action, and who would get the first action, and then he couldn't even drink the soup!"

"You are the only one who is smart?" Ren Qiong glared at his son fiercely and scolded in a low voice.

The fat man was so scared that he shrank his neck and did not dare to interrupt. However, Zhang Qian had already obtained enough inspiration from his answer. He gently patted the low table in front of him with one hand and whispered: "The owner of the manor said that as long as the child does not leave the downtown area, even though the thief was thinking about his gold bricks, he would be somewhat afraid in full view of everyone."

"Indeed!" Seeing that he was a child, Ren Qiong nodded with relief, "Unless in the chaotic times, the law and discipline collapse, the majesty of the government will disappear. Otherwise, the government will always need a little face that needs, even if it is just to show it to ordinary people!"

"Oh! Zhang understands, thank you for the advice of the owner Ren!" Zhang Qian suddenly realized, smiled and bowed to Ren Qiong. Then, he quickly turned his eyes to the little fat man and begged for his resentment: "Brother Ren, please go to the guest room again and get my schoolbag!"

"Hey, hey!" The little fat man was confused when he heard it, and was stunned. He agreed and turned around and left.

The fat man's father Ren Qiong's eyes lit up. He immediately picked up the teacup and drank it slowly, as if the tea soup with spices and salt was like nectar and jade liquid.

"Zhang listened to Brother Ren, the owner of the manor has many businesses, and all the treasures in the world are covered by?!" Zhang Qian also picked up the teacup and took a sip, then asked with a smile.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, how can there be many families? There are only three or five families, and most of the shares are still from others. Ren is just taking care of the boss!" Ren Qiong's eyes lit up and down again, and the desire for appreciation arose from the bottom of his heart.

I have seen a smart person, but I have never seen such a smart person. I just gave a brief reminder and the person immediately came up with a way to get out of trouble. Zhang Qian took the initiative to mention it, but it gave it a lot more comfortable than him. At least, it successfully avoided the suspicion of tricks and robberies.

The next fact was just as Ren Qiong expected. Hearing that he did not deny that there were many businesses under the name of the Ren family, Zhang Qian immediately smiled and bowed, "Zhang has a reluctant request, and Wan Wangzhu wants the owner to think about it!"

"As long as Ren can do, he will never dare to say anything!" He still has to say something politely, even if he speaks, he feels guilty.

"Zhang has a few things that cannot be used in his hands. I want to trouble the owner's business name to sell. As for how to operate it, the owner can decide how much treasure name will be left after the treasure name is gone!" As if he was about to sell an old piece of clothing, Zhang Qian proposed casually.

"It is a blessing for Mr. Zhang to be able to respect the vulgarity. Don't worry, Ren swears to the sky and will never let Mr. Shao suffer any loss!" Although he was prepared in his heart, Ren Qiong was still excited and swears with a trembling voice.

He had personally experienced the effect of the magical medicine. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a life-and-death person, flesh and bones. The Ren family's business has obtained the right to consign the magical medicine, and what he earned was not just a mere handling fee. Instead, it made all the business names directly raise several levels!

"Then I'll have to pay for the owner!" It was far less excited than Ren Qiong. At this moment, Zhang Qian's performance was unexpectedly very calm. He bowed to Ren Qiong again, then he picked up the teacup, waiting for the fat man to return, while carefully admiring the kiln changes on the surface of the teacup.

The high-imitation green water ghost is now wearing it on his wrist. Huawei phones are habitually stuffed into their close-fitting pockets. Nowadays, there are only two leftover pills of Baifuning, one cephalosporin, a high-imitation mini Swiss army knife, a bottle of feng olefin and a solar charger after being distributed to the fat man that day.

Baifuning, cephalosporin, saber and feng olefin were exposed when they rescued Ren Qiong, and they were not afraid of being exposed for the second time. As for solar chargers, to be honest, even before he traveled through time, this thing was only used by a very small number of electronic enthusiasts or "poor" who wanted to save electricity, and regular manufacturers did not want to produce it at all.

Unless there is another unlucky guy in the territory of the Tang Dynasty who has experienced similar experiences as Zhang Qian, he doesn't have to worry about others recognizing what this thing is! (Note 1: It seems that only sold by solar chargers in Taobao. Regular mobile phone manufacturers are not worthy of it.)

"This kid is so life-saving thing, but he actually let go. He really has the style of a famous family!" He found that Zhang Qian was still leisurely looking at the patterns on the teacup. Ren Qiong, who was sitting opposite him, felt more and more appreciating him. "It would be great that Cong'er could be as calm as him, and I wouldn't have been so worried!"

As the number one figure in the business world in Chang'an, Ren Qiong has seen countless young princes and grandsons who are about to pawn or consign ancestral goods in his life, crying and wiping tears, or looking like a loss of a mother. But like Zhang Qian, who understood his hints and immediately decisively took the treasure, but there was no trace of indulgence on his face. This was the first time.

This made him very doubt whether his approach was still too short-sighted. Although, from his personal perspective, he had already tried his best to help Zhang Qian while ensuring the safety of the Ren family.

"Or what if he takes out the spiritual medicine later, Ren will ask him to put it away, and then promise him that the Ren family will use all their strength to ensure that he will not be forced?" At one moment, Ren Qiong even wanted to change his mind and give up everything to repay Zhang Qian's life-saving grace, and at the same time fulfill the friendship between his son and Zhang Qian. However, from the corner of his eyes, he saw the beautiful couple in the flower, and then looked at the other three sons and one daughter, and he decisively strangled this ridiculous idea to death in the bud.

Those who are grateful for the kindness of a drop of water will be rewarded with each other. They are all heroes who are only found in the legend of the city. In the real world, such heroes have long died. At least, Ren Qiong has never seen anyone in his life!

While hesitating, a heavy breathing sound came from the door. Turning his head, he saw his son. The little fat man Ren Qiong held a strange-looking luggage in his hands and ran in sweat.

"Brother Zhang, I'll give it to you!" He didn't notice the gaze of his father Ren Qiong at all. As soon as the fat man entered the room, he immediately rushed straight to Zhang Qian and carefully presented his schoolbag with both hands.

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Qian took the schoolbag with a smile, and opened all the locks and zippers from the outside to the inside in front of everyone. He took out two pills of Baifuning, one pill of cephalosporin, a high-imitation miniature Swiss army knife, a bottle of feng olefin and a solar charger one by one, placed it on the short table in front of him, then put the pill upside down, shook it hard for a few times before saying with a smile: "The medicine to remove evil heat for the owner of the mansion is called Baifuning, and Zhang only has the last two pills left. The owner of the mansion is cleared from the body of evil poison, called the Evil-Breaking Pill, and now there are twelve pills left, all here. These two medicines cannot be separated, and they are only enough to save another patient with blood poison entering the body. If it is left in Zhang's hands, it will definitely attract people to spy. Therefore, Zhang wanted to entrust these two drugs to the owner of the mansion to consign. As for the price..."

"One hundred thousand hang, only Kaiyuan Tongbao, or equivalent gold and silver. You can pay the young man first to become a deposit!" A sudden light of inspiration appeared in his heart. Ren Qiong abandoned all distracting thoughts and resolutely made the boldest decision in his life. "Ren can't eat it alone, so he wants to join forces with Baochang Sheng and Qizhen from all over the world to consign together. Their two families are also hard enough to be easily coerced." (Note 2: Kaiyuan Tongbao was minted during the reign of Emperor Gaozu of Tang, and it uses a lot of materials, so it is high-quality copper coins. It was not minted by Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, although Emperor Xuanzong of Tang was named Kaiyuan.)

Unfortunately, his efforts were destined to show the blind man. Zhang Qian had no idea what the two stores, Baochang Sheng and Sihai Qizhen, had a position in Chang'an City, but his attention was all focused on the price of medicines that were as high as 100,000 yuan. "Has 100,000 yuan? Is it too expensive? After all, I can only cure another person..."

"Only saving another person is the reason why the spiritual medicine is expensive!" When it comes to business, Ren Qiong is much more than Zhang Qianqiang. He shook his head and explained loudly, "Just listen to me, only families in Chang'an City who can afford 100,000 yuan to hang Kaiyuan Tongbao are qualified to keep this medicine. If the spiritual medicine is sold cheaply, it will harm the buyer!"

"Well, everything depends on the arrangement of the owner!" Zhang Qian's eyes immediately flashed in front of him, and he bought all his money and was snatched away by a certain N-generation official before taking it. He grinned and nodded.

An ancient poem says, "House of 100,000 chunks, riding a crane to Yangzhou." From this we can see that 100,000 chunks are definitely a sky-high price. Looking at Chang'an City, there are probably no more than 200 schools that can afford this number. However, a few people in these less than 200 schools have controlled the operation of the entire Tang Dynasty. Others, including "white gloves" like Ren Qiong, may only be able to raise their heads and look up at how the former is turning aside.

Thinking that he was not even qualified to look up, Zhang Qian felt bored in his heart. With a smile, he forced Baifuning and Chopo to the hands of the fat man who was dumbfounded and said loudly, "I'll send the medicine to the owner of the manor!"

"Let's wait!" Before the fat man could react, Ren Qiong had already interrupted loudly, "How can life-saving things be changed so easily? Doctor Sun is still in the village, and the young master once said that he would come to visit Ren tomorrow. Zhang Shaolangjun took the medicine first, and Ren asked them to testify tomorrow. Let's set up a letter to hand over the place!"

"Okay!" Since he had decided to sell Baifuning and the last board of cephalosporin for money, Zhang Qian didn't care about delivering it one day or two earlier. He smiled and stuffed the two capsules and other items on the coffee table into his schoolbag, and stood up and bowed, "Zhang will keep it for the owner of the house for one day. The owner of the house has just recovered from a serious illness and still needs careful care. Zhang will no longer disturb him. When the young master arrives tomorrow, he will ask the owner of the house to send someone to call me."

"Okay, okay, young man, walk slowly, walk slowly!" Seeing Zhang Qian stuffing the "spiritual medicine" worth 100,000 yuan casually like a rag, Ren Qiong felt so distressed that his veins jumped around on his forehead. After enduring it, he forced himself to suppress the urge to snatch the "spiritual medicine" and bowed with a smile, "Cong'er, don't you send the young man to your father."

"Hey, hey!" He still couldn't accept the fact that he had left for less than a quarter of an hour, his father had negotiated a big business with Zhang Qian worth 100,000 yuan. Ren Cong agreed dizzily, then spread his legs and staggered behind Zhang Qian.

"Oh" Once again, it was obvious that the huge gap between his son and Zhang Qian was obvious, and Ren Qiong couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

"The owner of the manor, do you really want to bring Baochangsheng, Qizhen, and the two families in the four seas to sell those two spiritual medicines together?" He thought Ren Qiong sighed because he had paid too much, but the housekeeper Ren Fu came forward and reminded him carefully.

"After all, one hundred thousand hangs are not a small amount." Ren Qiong looked at him and nodded slightly, "Even if it is only 10% of the 100% and rashly takes it out, the business side will probably be in a short position for a long time!"

"I don't mean this. What I mean is that the Duke Bao Guo Mansion, Duke Kui Mansion and Duke Qiao have shelter him from the wind and rain, which is too cheap for him." Ren Fu is not Zhang Qian, and he turned a blind eye to the price he paid by his master Ren Qiong. While shaking his head, he added with great regret, "I just saw him, pretended to be generous on the surface, but in fact, he never answered the owner's secret about the elixir recipe..."

"Shut up! Are you crazy, or are you afraid that the Ren family will not be defeated quickly enough?!" Before he could finish a sentence, he was interrupted by Ren Qiong sternly. He had always trusted the housekeeper very much, and changed his usual tolerance, slapped the table with his hands, and glared, "Not to mention whether he knows the pill recipe. Even if he knows that he has saved Ren, how could Ren be too forced to him? Besides, Ren dare not even take a life-saving elixir alone. If he presented the pill recipe with both hands, what confidence and qualification does the Ren family have to get it?!"
Chapter completed!