Fugui said vividly about Zhu Bai's process of eating cherries at Li Shanchang's house.

When the people in the palace mentioned this, they laughed and supported their waists: If we talk about persecution, the King of Xiang said that he was the second best in the world, and no one dared to say that he was the best.

He really obeys anyone who comes to his hands.

The key is that he has to bow down and say thank you to him.

Zhu Bai felt that, no matter how much you eat or make a fuss, you still need to find a righteous ending.

Otherwise, he, the governor, would be stabbed by someone.

If you want to talk to Lao Zhu in the future, Lao Zhu will not pay attention to him.

So he wrote a memorandum for Lao Zhu, adding one to the ten rules of the Bingmasi: All families, regardless of their high or low, must be responsible for cleaning all streets within two feet of the wall of their own house. If there is any negligence, the Bingmasi will help and charge one tael of silver for cleaning fees per month based on the area of ​​one acre of land.

If there are branches in the courtyard that extend outside, you must consciously prune and do not hinder pedestrians from driving. Before the day, you can clean the fallen leaves, flowers and fruits falling on the streets by yourself.

If the cleaning is not done within three days, the military officer will come to the door to "help" to clean it up, and charge one or two taels of processing each time.

If you do not cooperate, the Bingmasi has the right to tear down walls, cut trees and prune branches, and the handling fee ranges from ten to fifty taels depending on the difficulty.

Lao Zhu ate the fruit that Zhu Bo got back, and he thought there was nothing wrong with this one, so he became neat and accurate.

Now even the five commanders are not sure that Zhu Bo is the main business, by the way, or...

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The major households in the city consciously took turns to deliver the new fruits that were born in their yard to the palace.

Zhu Bai smacked his lips: The things delivered to his mouth don’t taste that smell.

It was indeed delicious.

Now he sits in the Guanya Bureau all day counting money, which is so boring.

Now I feel Gu Cheng’s distress, too much money has no place to put.

It is not good to leave all in the palace, and it is not safe to leave outside.

Fugui came in and said to Zhu Bai, "My master, there is a merchant from Sichuan outside, saying that there is a batch of rare goods. We don't know each other and can't set the price. It's been a day, and no one wants it."

When Zhu Bo heard this, he immediately became more energetic: "What good thing? Go and take a look."

It's not a giant panda or something.

He changed Gu Cheng's yard and built a logistics center with dozens of rooms of all sizes.

The room was locked, and there were guardians from the Military Control Commission for twelve hours a day, so it was very safe.

After the merchants escorted the goods into Yingtian, they would come to Zhu Bo's place, rent a room for each person, store the goods, and then bring some samples to the Yashang for trading.

Zhu Bai ran out all the way, and Fugui shouted from behind: "Slow down."

Sure enough, there was only one merchant left in the yard.

The guy was as fat as a rice bucket, one person was as wide as two people, and was wearing a brown silk dress embroidered with the word "Fu", and he looked like a rich man at first glance.

At this moment, his fat face was full of depression and inexplicable joy.

Zhu Bo's eyes lit up and he leaned over and asked, "What are you good things?"

The merchant glanced at Zhu Bai and said weakly: "I'm afraid I don't know you. It's not something delicious or fun."

Fugui immediately said, "You must not be rude. Our young master is knowledgeable. As long as you can take it out, he will definitely know you."

The merchant saw that Zhu Bai was dressed in extraordinary clothes and ran out of the Guanya Bureau. He thought that he might be the young master of the rich and powerful family, and muttered: "No one cares about me anyway. It's a pity to throw it away, and it's not a good deal to transport it back."

He took out a small bottle, pulled out the stopper, and handed it to Zhu Bai.

When Zhu Bo saw that there were dark and sticky objects inside, a strange smell.

"Hiss, oil," he said, "this is a good thing."

Although I can't refine gasoline and diesel at this moment, I can use it to make ink and lighting at night.

The merchant was surprised and looked at Zhu Bai up and down: "Young man is young, and he actually knows this?"

Zhu Bai asked with a smile: "How many do you have? I want it."

The merchant blushed with excitement: "Two barrels. I originally sold tea, so I brought some oil to see if anyone wanted it."

Zhu Bo: "Okay, how much money is it."

The merchant thought for a while and said, "You only want it. I will buy it for a cost price. Two barrels are about 500 kilograms in total, just give me twenty taels of silver."

Zhu Bai took out a handful of silver notes from his arms, looked at it for a long time, and chose the youngest one, and there were twenty-five taels, and handed it to the merchant: "I can't find it anymore, let's do it."

The merchant couldn't help but take it, gave the inventory receipt to Zhu Bai, and saluted: "Thank you, my husband. The key is placed in the Lijia Inn in Beicheng where I live. When will you pick up the goods? I will bring the key."

Zhu Bo looked at Tian and said, "It's a bit late today. You are waiting for me in the warehouse tomorrow morning. If you have any oil, go directly to the Guanya Bureau to find me. I'll ask for it all."

The merchant said, "Okay. Xiao's surname is Cao, I dare to ask Xiao's surname Gao's name."

Zhu Bai replied: "Just call me Twelve Master."

The merchant left happily with the silver notes.

Then the guard hurriedly closed the door.

The guards of the Guanya Bureau all ran over and surrounded Zhu Bai and asked, "Your Highness, what is this?"

"Oil, Your Highness said just now."

"I seem to have heard from the old man before."

"Swish, your highness said this now, you said you have heard of it. Why didn't you say it just now?"

Zhu Bai asked with a smile: "Who has a fire note on her?"

Someone took one out.

Zhu Bai took it and said, "Come on, let it go. I will change a trick for you to show you."

Then the guards made way for a circle.

Zhu Bai poured a little oil on the ground, lit the fire and approached. The little oil on the ground burned.

It burned for a long time but it didn't go out.

Everyone said, "Hey, this thing is good."

"It's just smoke."

Zhu Bai said: "When I pick up the goods tomorrow, I will put a little bit of each military officer. At night, you hold the torch, isn't it brighter than the lantern? And you are not afraid of the wind or the rain."

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Zhu Bai was thinking about oil in his heart, and he hurried to the warehouse after going to the morning court.

But after waiting from Chen Shi Middle to Si Shi Middle, it took half an hour, but the merchant didn't come.

Although the things are all in the warehouse, he also has tickets.

But the merchant always feels uncomfortable when he holds the key and wants to smash the lock.

Fugui whispered: "Your Highness, we will not be deceived, right?"

The merchant's tea was sold out and handed over. At that time, Guanya only inspected the tea.

Zhu Bai thought for a while: "I dare to cheat people in the official's teeth, and he is really brave. Moreover, he only cheated twenty-five taels of silver when he took such a risk, and it felt a little strange no matter how he thought about it."

Fugui said: "That's right."

Zhu Bo tilted his head and asked Fugui: "He said he stayed in the Li Family Inn?"

Fugui said: "Yes."

Zhu Bo said, "Then let's go find him."
Chapter completed!