Because of Chen Ji, Magistrate Xiong was almost skinned alive by his wife, but Xianjin naturally didn't know about it.
Xianjin and Heng Wuniang were busy for ten days checking goods, paying and purchasing.
Qi Qiqi, the boss of Jiang Pork Knuckle, took the fifteen newcomers from the Jixi workshop to empty the warehouse and put away the temporarily unneeded Shatian straw and paper glue.
Xianjin brought Heng Wuniang to the Zhenjia Wharf on Longchuan Creek to pay a visit and say hello in the true sense of the word.
Heng Wuniang lifted the hem of her skirt and nimbly stepped over a rotten log that had fallen to the ground and was emitting a fishy smell of water and mud.
Xianjin frowned when he saw the mud rubbing against Heng Wuniang's yellow satin embroidered shoes. "...The dock is full of people of all kinds. Now that the river is being cleaned, there is mud and rotten wood everywhere. Be obedient and get in the car first?"
Heng Wuniang took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, bent down and gently wiped the upper of her shoes. She raised her eyes, revealing two watery and simple almond-shaped eyes, "...others can go, so can I. If you think of yourself as a little girl, asking for benefits, being lenient, and being justified in being weak... then others will look down on you even more."
Now that you have decided to fight, you can no longer use your identity as a "girl" to show your weakness.
Heng Wuniang spoke in a light tone, full of scholarly air.
What a beautiful pair of almond-shaped eyes.
Xianjin smiled, reached out to hold Heng Wuniang's arm, and waited patiently for the little girl to wipe his shoes.
The guys who work at the docks often have a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, with a leopard picture on their forehead, just in case you can't tell he's a gangster.
On the dock, a group of these gangsters were spread out in a crowd, busy with smoke rising from their heads as they either climbed up to hoist the sails or rolled up their trousers to go down to the river to repair the boat planks. It was a rare sight to see two pretty girls, so all the men stopped what they were doing and stared at them.
Heng Wuniang swallowed her saliva, her feet felt a little weak, and she leaned towards Xianjin's back unconsciously - they were paper sellers, and they almost always dealt with scholars. No matter what others thought in their hearts, they always looked righteous and decent. She had never seen such a glaring look.
Xianjin said loudly, "Please ask your Third Young Master to come out."
A scoundrel laughed with his mouth tilted, "Whose girl are you? There are at least 80 women who come to our Third Young Master, if not a hundred - it's rare that two of them come together..."
Before the man could finish his words, he heard a whip falling from the sky with a "swoosh", dipped in the frozen water of the newly broken ice of Longchuan Creek, and hit the man heavily on the back.
"Get the hell out of here! Show some respect! This is the fucking He who is the shopkeeper in the city!"
Young Master Zhen pulled the whip back to his waist in a menacing manner, turned to Xianjin and put on a friendly face, "Master He, what brings you here?"
His father said that the Zhen family was able to get the navigation tickets for the upper and lower reaches of Longchuan River as they wished, all thanks to the support that Governor Xiong gave to Chen Ji, and also thanks to his punch in the face of the Bai family!
Otherwise, how could a playboy like him possibly bypass his second brother and come to the dock to take the helm?
It’s all thanks to Manager He’s good leadership!
It’s all because of the good rice paper he used to carve the Classic of Mountains and Seas!
Life!
Coincidence is very important!
Young Master Zhen was complacent. Although he didn't want to be in charge, he felt very happy when he saw that the boatman who used to bow and nod in front of his second brother and look down on him now listened to his orders and obeyed his words!
Better than drinking!
Better than gambling!
It’s better than spending a lot of money on shopping!
For men, isn't the best medicine rights?
Young Master Zhen always remembers where his kindness came from. He bowed politely to Xianjin again, and glanced at the beautiful woman behind Xianjin, smiling familiarly, "Is Shopkeeper He taking his sister to visit the pier?"
Young Master Zhen looks even more like a dandy than Chen Fu. His dandy appearance and smiling eyes make people believe that he has at least eighty women, if not a hundred.
Heng Wuniang forced herself to stand behind Xianjin, silently saying in her heart: All stinky men are paper tigers, all stinky men are paper tigers!
Xianjin smiled and bowed to her, "It's the eldest daughter of Hengji... I want to discuss business with you."
Young Master Zhen was flattered, "I want to call my father out?"
Xianjin shook his head, "Don't bother two people for one thing. I have always done business with you, so I won't bother you, old man."
Young Master Zhen regarded this as Xianjin's recognition of him. He rubbed his hands excitedly and led Xianjin and Heng Wuniang into a small boat with even the oars covered with gold edges. He served them cakes and poured tea.
Xianjin explained his purpose in a few words, "... First, Chen's family has recently imported a lot of euphorbia bark and haystacks, and they may need to be dried on the beach of several tributaries of Longchuan Creek. If it is convenient, please order the boat team to paddle gently and not to roll the bark and long grass into the water."
These are all small things.
Young Master Zhen naturally said yes.
"Secondly, this batch of paper will most likely be shipped to Yingtian Prefecture by water. If possible, Chenji and Hengji would like to sign a contract with the Zhen family. We will only ask the Zhen family to do the shipping. In return, the Zhen family's ship will only transport the paper from our two families. Do you think this condition is appropriate or not?"
In everything, you should think three steps ahead. It is easy to make the paper, but how to transport it to Yingtian Prefecture?
Paper worth tens of thousands of dollars must be transported by water.
And it’s a test paper.
Taking control of the transportation channels is another small step towards stability.
This request...
Young Master Zhen lowered his head and pondered.
Heng Wuniang's face was calm, but her hands were hidden in her sleeves, tangled like a twist of dough.
Young Master Zhen didn't speak for a long time.
Xianjin spoke up, looking calm and composed, "It's either us or the Bai family. It all depends on who the Third Young Master wants to cooperate with."
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