Chang'an East Market.
Zhuang Zhou had heard from Ma San that the East Market was the place most frequented by the dignitaries in Kyoto.
Now he came to the East Market.
Seeing is believing.
As expected, rich people wearing gold and silver can be seen everywhere in the East Market.
There are also rich masters who walk their birds.
Judging from the number of people alone, the East Market is indeed much more prosperous than the West Market.
Zhuang Zhou asked along the way and finally arrived at Pingkangfang.
He soon found out the location of Sihai Restaurant.
Arrived in front of the restaurant.
Sure enough, I saw a notice on the wall.
Sihai Restaurant is for sale.
Zhuang Zhou parked his motorcycle, picked up his bag, and walked straight into the restaurant.
The restaurant was empty.
The tables, chairs and benches are all neatly put away.
It looks like it has been closed for several days.
Zhuang Zhou glanced around and saw that the restaurant was quite big.
The lobby in the middle can accommodate about ten tables.
The second floor also has a loft.
and.
This location seems to be a good one.
Zhuang Zhou also didn't know why the restaurant was for sale.
If I could buy it myself.
In the future, I will get the recipes for seasonings and dishes from later generations.
It is estimated that there will be a huge market.
Zhuang Zhou is still very confident about this.
So I asked directly:
"Excuse me, is the shopkeeper here?"
After shouting several times, a middle-aged man came out.
As soon as he saw Zhuang Zhou, he said:
"Sir, I'm so sorry, our restaurant is temporarily closed. You'll have to eat somewhere else!"
"I don't eat."
Zhuang Zhou did not hesitate and went straight to the point:
"I saw the notice posted on your door. Is this restaurant for sale?"
"Yeah! What? Do you want to buy it?"
The shopkeeper glanced up and down at Zhuang Zhou, obviously not thinking that he could afford it.
“Yes, I want to buy it.”
"Sir, this restaurant is not cheap, right?"
"Nothing, what's your price?"
Seeing Zhuang Zhou being so forthright, the middle-aged man softened his attitude.
"I'm just the shopkeeper. This restaurant belongs to the owner. The selling price is 1,800 strings of cash."
Now Zhuang Zhou also has a deeper understanding of the monetary system of this era.
One thousand eight hundred strings of cash is indeed a lot.
However, nowadays, the average daily turnover of grocery stores can reach 100 guan.
This amount of money doesn't seem to be too much.
So I agreed immediately:
"Sure! Call your boss over. I'll buy this restaurant."
The middle-aged man looked at Zhuang Zhou in surprise.
Where did this young man from a noble family come from, and how could he act so arrogantly?
One thousand eight hundred strings of cash, and you didn’t even bargain.
I agreed immediately.
"Sir, wait a moment. I'll go and invite the host."
Zhuang Zhou hummed and suddenly asked:
"You just said you are the owner of this restaurant, right?"
"Yes, I am the owner of Sihai Restaurant."
"Oh, what's your last name?"
"My surname is Zhao, and my full name is Zhao Facai."
Zhuang Zhou immediately gave a thumbs-up:
“What a great name!”
"Sir, please wait a moment. I will go and invite the host."
Zhuang Zhou pulled a stool and sat down.
Not long.
Zhao Facai led an old man out.
After being introduced, I learned that this old man was the owner of Sihai Restaurant.
Because I am old, I plan to return to my hometown to retire.
That's why we are planning to sell Sihai Restaurant.
At first glance, Zhuang Zhou was a young man who was generous.
The two quickly reached an agreement.
Finally, Zhao Facai took out the sales contract that he had prepared long ago.
Then I heard the old boss say with a friendly face:
"Master Zhuang, sign this sales contract and register it at the government office. This restaurant will be yours. Do you want to take a look around?"
"What? Is there any problem with this restaurant?"
"No, what I mean is that after all, you spent so much money, it's only right that you take a closer look."
Zhuang Zhou waved his hand and said:
"Then there's no need to look at it. I believe you... By the way, can I pay you in gold?"
"I couldn't ask for more!"
So the two signed a sales contract.
Zhuang Zhou returned to the grocery store and took out one hundred taels of gold.
This thing was hard currency in that era.
Especially for those who travel far away.
Gold is even easier to carry.
certainly.
Don't encounter bandits.
But this has nothing to do with Zhuang Zhou.
The remaining eight hundred strings of cash were paid with copper coins.
After finishing the work, these old bosses asked Zhao Facai to go to the government office to register.
He accompanied Zhuang Zhou to drink tea and chat.
After the two chatted for a while, the old boss realized that the young man was actually the Nanyang merchant in West Market.
This makes me admire him even more.
When Zhao Facai came back, he handed the contract document to Zhuang Zhou.
"Master Zhuang, the contract documents have been filed with the government office, so it is officially complete and effective."
"Thank you for your help!"
"It's not a big deal. For errands like this, I have to do it myself to feel at ease."
Zhuang Zhou nodded, thinking that Zhao Facai was a good person and had an organized approach to things.
I think this person can stay.
"By the way, what are Shopkeeper Zhao's plans for next?"
Zhao Facai sighed and said:
"What plans can we have? Let's wait and see!"
“Let’s do this!”
Zhuang Zhou then looked at Zhao Facai and said:
"Manager Zhao, why don't you stay and work with me? I'll let you be the manager."
Zhao Facai thought he had misheard:
"Master Zhuang, what about your own shopkeeper?"
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