big master, big liar

The two drunkards drank too much last night and fell asleep on the ground.

When he woke up the next day, Song Xuan had a headache, Fang Qiutang had a backache, Ji Yunxi...he didn't feel pain anywhere, but he woke up early in the morning and washed the quilt, and there were sores on his face.

The two red and swollen sores were particularly conspicuous on his smooth and fair face.

He guessed it was because he had a ridiculous dream yesterday.

Song Xuan stared at his face for a while, quite worried: "Should I see a doctor and prescribe some medicine?"

Fang Qiutang sneered: "I've only heard about daughters being pampered, but I've never heard that my younger brother should be pampered too. You have to see a doctor with so many pimples on your face?"

Song Xuan smiled and disliked him: "You have rough skin and thick flesh, don't talk about pimples, even a hemorrhoid on your face is fine, my Axi's face is precious."

Fang Qiutang heard the words and came to look at it, stared at Ji Yunxi for a long time, and finally nodded: "It is true that gold is expensive, and it will be a big name in any building."

Song Xuan raised his hand and threw the tea cup in his hand at him, Fang Qiutang jumped to avoid it, looked at the broken porcelain on the ground and pushed the mirror: "This cup costs at least two taels of silver, remember to pay it before you leave."

"Two taels? Why don't you say 200 taels, Pengci hit my head." Song Xuan scolded with a smile.

The two messed around and went out to have some breakfast before they had time to continue yesterday's topic.

These businesses were boring, Song Xuan was afraid that Ji Yunxi would be bored, so he sent him to buy some snacks.

Before leaving, Ji Yunxi smiled slightly: "Is there something whispered that I'm afraid I'll hear?"

"It's all nonsense words from down-and-out businessmen, you don't care if you don't listen." As he spoke, he pushed the man out of the door.

Turning her head, Fang Qiutang raised her eyebrows: "A poor businessman? You mean me?"

Song Xuandao: "Didn't you have someone else?"

"You naughty old stick." Fang Qiutang shot back with a sneer.

Song Xuan didn't care too much, just smiled and said: "Stop bickering, let's talk about business."

"I'm afraid your wine business is not easy to do, why don't you try another one." He suggested.

Fang Qiutang shook her head: "I didn't have much hope at all, and now I'm afraid I can't do anything."

Song Xuan heard his voice-over, and couldn't help frowning: "What do you mean?"

Fang Qiutang was silent for a long time, and only when Song Xuan was about to move the topic away did he say, "It's Ji Nitrate."

"Ji Nitrate?" Song Xuan was taken aback.

He only knew that Fang Qiutang might have a falling out with Ji Ni, but he didn't think that Fang Qiutang's plight had something to do with Ji Ni.

"Why do you think I came here to Hengyang?" As soon as the words started, the rest seemed not so hard to say, and Fang Qiutang's usual sneer appeared on his face. "Now Sifang City is his Ji Ni's world."

Song Xuan pursed his lips: "What's going on? He's targeting you?"

"He wants to force me to bow my head," Fang Qiutang suddenly laughed, and said a few words coldly, "He is dreaming."

"I, Fang Qiutang, don't have much heart. I would bear it if someone else did, but Ji Ni—is he worthy?"

Ji Ni is a servant bought by Fang Qiutang.

Nominally master-slave, but in fact Fang Qiutang treats Ji Ni as much as his own brother.

Fang Qiutang even gave Ji Ni the name. He even told Song Xuan in the early years that when Ji Ni experienced more experience, he would give half of his property to Ji Ni.

According to him, even if he didn't have a wife and children, it would be better to give Ji Nitrate to the white-eyed wolves of the Fang family.

But later, when Song Xuan heard that Ji Ni and Fang Qiutang had fallen out, Fang Qiutang returned the contract of sale to him, and the two parted ways from then on.

But he didn't know that Ji Ni had something against Qiutang.

Seeing that Fang Qiutang was scolding hard, Song Xuan couldn't help laughing: "Hurry up and take back these words, don't one day you two get back together again and slap yourself in the mouth."

He still didn't quite believe that Ji Ni would betray Fang Qiutang, he would rather believe that the two of them were acting out of anger.

Fang Qiutang glanced at him lightly: "Just watch, whoever slaps whose mouth."

Fang Qiutang told Song Xuan everything that happened these days like peas pouring out of a bamboo tube.

Not long after he drove away Ji Ni, he ushered in the Fang family's troubles.

It was true that he took advantage of connections to drag the door, and saved his life from the destruction of the Fang family, but he was still punished and suffered a lot in the prison.Although he was an illegitimate child, he was also a delicate and fleshy man, so he almost lost half of his life.

When he was released from the yamen prison, he was penniless and had difficulty walking. It took him more than a year of recuperation before he could get out of bed.

But just when he was about to regain his strength and make a comeback.

Suddenly, Sifang City had a flourishing quarter nitrate.

"He is really brave, he dares to touch anything." Fang Qiutang scolded coldly. "The smuggling of salt and iron has been hooked up. He may think that his life is too long."

Song Xuan always felt that Fang Qiutang didn't seem to be mocking, but more like complaining.

The heir he trained by himself turned out to be a smuggler in the end.

The two of them still had some grievances at the beginning, Fang Qiutang refused to see Ji Ni, and Ji Ni refused to come to see Fang Qiutang, Fang Qiutang started a business, and Ji Ni was about to come and make trouble, regardless of the cost and consequences, he wanted to kill Fang Qiutang A thriving business is ruined.

There are people in Sifang City who look down on Ji Ni, after all, Fang Qiutang's respect for him is obvious to all, and Fang Qiutang is a well-behaved businessman no matter how arrogant he is, making money depends entirely on his brains.

Ji Ni, however, is an ungrateful house slave who makes money for the country.

But every time someone is willing to help Fang Qiutang, he will be hit like a lunatic by Ji Ni. As time goes by, although everyone sympathizes in their hearts, no one will touch this bad luck again.

Fang Qiutang really had no choice, so he ran to Hengyang, trying to get rid of Ji Ni's influence.

"I didn't expect this kid's hands and eyes to reach the sky, even Hengyang can get in his hands." Fang Qiutang said angrily. "I'll see, if it doesn't work, I'll run to the north with you, and I'll see where his thief hand can grow."

Song Xuan couldn't help laughing: "I'm not going to Beidi, I'm going to Shengjing for business."

"That's fine," Fang Qiutang said, "at the feet of the Son of Heaven, I don't believe he dares to mess around."

Seeing Fang Qiutang's angry look, Song Xuan was suddenly a little curious about what happened between Fang Qiutang and Ji Ni that brought them to this point.

Fortunately, he originally planned to stay for a while and take Ji Yunxi around to play around. Now that he heard about this, he became more interested and couldn't help but said excitedly: "It's not impossible for you to go to Shengjing with me, it's just that you swallow Can you take it easy?"

Fang Qiutang instantly turned back to that old and cunning fox: "Do you have a solution?"

Song Xuan pointed to the teapot on the table with his chin.

Fang Qiutang glanced at him, the eyes of the slender fox almost squeezed water, and poured him a cup of hot tea unsteadily: "Mr. Song..."

Fang Qiutang would only do this when he was asked for something.

Song Xuan couldn't help laughing, picked up the cup of tea by himself, and said lazily: "Is Ji Nitrate in Hengyang now?"

"Who knows if he's here," Fang Qiutang said coldly, then hesitated. "I heard that not long after he arrived, he took over a pawn shop."

"That's really promising." Song Xuan laughed.

The pawn shop business is a test of eyesight, relying on contacts, and requires funds, and you can't handle anything if you lack it.

Ji Ni can take over as soon as he leaves Sifang City, which shows that he is full of confidence.

Seeing his expression like this, Fang Qiutang knew that he had a plan in mind.

Fang Qiutang said conveniently: "It's just right, you can still bring your brother to see what is called magic tricks."

When Song Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, you'll bring Axi into trouble again."

Fang Qiutang couldn't help but wondered: "Song Xuan, you don't plan to let your brother inherit your mantle, do you?"

He knew that Song Xuan got his start by cheating and abducting, but Song Xuan was indeed a capable person, especially divination and fortune-telling, he had never seen anyone who was more accurate than Song Xuan.

Fang Qiutang is well-read and knowledgeable, and has a sharp eye. He can see through nine out of ten fortune-telling tricks, but he can't see through Song Xuan's strangeness at all.

As long as Song Xuan thinks, he can use this ability to deceive ordinary people from high-ranking officials, even if he wants to become the next Xu Fu, and find immortals for the first emperor, I'm afraid it will not be a problem.

From Fang Qiutang's point of view, it would be a huge waste if Song Xuan's skills were not passed on.

Song Xuan shook his head: "It's not a good job to make a living, it's all tricks and tricks, it doesn't matter if you don't learn it."

"If you don't do this, what would you ask your brother to do in the future?" Fang Qiutang wondered. "His body looks like he can't stand the wind, and he is three points weaker than the girl's family. Do you want him to learn how to plant iron?"

Song Xuan thought in his heart that Ji Yunxi had a noble status, and he might not be able to worry about what he would do in the future.

But on the face, he still joked: "I'll earn gold and silver for him to marry a wife and have children, okay?"

"Success, success," Fang Qiutang laughed at him. "You still laughed at me for being too kind to Ji Ni. You should really show you how useless you are now."

"But Song Xuan, if you really want to make a game, you might as well bring your brother to see and see." Fang Qiutang persuaded seriously. "This world is very chaotic. You can't protect him for the rest of his life. Let him know that it's not a bad thing to know the tricks of these old fritters."

In terms of raising children, Fang Qiutang is indeed qualified enough to teach Song Xuan a lesson.

After hearing his words, Song Xuan hesitated for a while, and couldn't help thinking about the feasibility of this matter. #####The author is still a student dog and has a handicap, so the update may be slow, but the date is no problem!

I am reading all the messages!Thanks again everyone!

Notice: Fang Qiutang's branch line is actually not abusive, so you can eat it with confidence. o(^▽^)o

Extra 150 taels

Later, whenever Fang Qiutang thought of that day, he would feel that it was the day when all the evil fates started.

At that time, Fang Qiutang had just started his business.

Sometimes he had to admit that although he hated the Fang family, the blood of the Fang family still flowed in his bones—the blood of merchants.

Although he also likes to tinker with some strange gadgets, nothing can compare to the pleasure brought to him by item trading.

Of course, if the means of reaching a deal can rule out these absurd dinners, he will definitely love this career even more.

That day Fang Qiutang was in the back alley of the brothel, throwing up in the dark.

Fortunately, the businessmen above, who were drunk, potbellied, and laughing with their arms around the girl, seemed to be quite satisfied with his hospitality.

God knows, what made him suffer the most was not the drink in his stomach, nor the visual pollution of the flowers and cow dung on it, but that he had to control his mouth when he was going through all this, and make sure that every word he uttered Sweet as honey.

He took out two hangover pills from his bosom—this one was formulated for him by that charlatan Song Xuan, and he didn't know if he would just kick his legs and go west after taking it.

But Fang Qiutang has always believed in his own fate, it is very hard.

After a quarter of an hour, Fang Qiutang felt that the double images in front of him were gradually merging into one, so he hesitated to go up to continue discussing business.

"Stop hitting—stop hitting—"

He heard the voice of a boy begging for mercy.

Nosy has always been Song Xuan's monopoly, not his. Fang Qiutang just wanted to go up early and negotiate that not-so-big deal.

"Big buddy, stop hitting—I won't run anymore—please—"

Really, he was not at all interested in this kind of secretiveness that was everywhere.

Although the child called very pitifully.

But Fang Qiutang thinks that he who has to go up and continue to accept the double abuse of spirit and alcohol is more pitiful than anyone else.

"I was wrong... I..."

...Why is there no movement?

Tired of shouting?Or gagged?

Fang Qiutang had already stepped into the brothel with one foot, and pulled it back.

He walked back a few steps inadvertently, and a short figure crashed into his arms, and the momentum directly pushed him to the ground.

Sure enough, you shouldn't meddle in your own business.

Fang Qiutang, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help feeling sorry for himself for a quarter of an hour: it probably felt like being bumped by a calf, but that was all.

The child lying on top of him still wanted to run, but he saw a few burly men chasing after him, twisting the child's arms one by one: "You still want to run? Huh?"

The child's eyes immediately filled with tears, as if they were about to rush out the next moment: "Don't run away, don't run away, I was wrong."

It was as if the person who ran fast at the last moment was not him.

Fang Qiutang was surprised by this speed of recognition, and the rapid face-changing speed proved that this child is a master of drama at all.

He couldn't help but look at the child more.

The next moment, Fang Qiutang began to dislike herself, why did she look at that child?Why do you show emotion in your eyes?

The child hugged his thigh and started crying!

"Young master, I was born an orphan with both parents living in exile on the street and being sold in a brothel. The summary of my life in four characters is that it is very miserable. I beg you to help me, otherwise I will be a duck and sell my ass—"

After crying here, he even hiccupped loudly. "Please, I'm willing to serve you like an ox or a horse in return for your eternal life and eternity as your Lord. If you say east, I will never go west. If you point at a dog, I will never kill a chicken—"

The child was wrapped around his feet like a mop wrapped around a mop pole.Fang Qiutang wanted to get away while listening to him cry.

The tortoises from the two brothels in the back dragged his feet backwards. I don't know if it was Fang Qiutang's illusion. He felt that the child was going to be stretched.

In desperation, he had no choice but to squat down and say to the child who changed his face faster than the sky: "I am not the noble man you imagined. My clothes are rented, and my jade pendant is fake. Now the purse is bigger than my face." It’s still clean, I bought you today, and tomorrow I’m going to be a duck and sell my ass, do you understand?”

When the child saw him speak, his eyes lit up, but after hearing what he said, his eyes gradually dimmed.

The child didn't speak, but quietly let go of his hand, and the two turtles dragged him away.

The child who was still alive and kicking just now looked like a lifeless doll.

Suddenly, Fang Qiutang heard himself say, "Wait a minute."

The two tortoises looked at him, as if they were on guard for him to perform some supernatural power to save the child.

Fang Qiutang said: "Why don't you send a letter to your boss for me? This kid has changed his face very much. I think if you put him in the troupe, he will have a better future than being a duck. Maybe he can become a good boy." A generation of famous actors—”

Those two tortoises gave him four supercilious looks.

Cleaned up.

The child was dragged away like a rag sack again.

"hold on."

The two tortoises were already impatient: "Is there something wrong? Go away!"

"How much is this child's deed of sale?" Fang Qiutang added. "I'll just ask."

"200 taels." Mr. Gui said.

"So expensive!" Fang Qiutang frowned. "Aren't you cheating?"

"Look at this kid, he's thin and small, with a sallow complexion, and he doesn't expect to live long. Besides, his nose is too straight, his eyes are slanted, and even his mouth is crooked. It's obviously a restrained face... You still want 200 taels, Why not grab it!"

Gui Gong said impatiently: "You don't buy it! What are you talking about?"

Fang Qiutang coughed and hesitated for a moment: "If, I mean... If you are willing to reduce the price, I can still consider it."

When the corpse-like child on the ground heard this, his eyes lit up suddenly.He perfectly cooperated with Fang Qiutang's nonsense, and quickly grabbed the hands of the two turtles: "I think what this young man said makes sense. A skinny, ugly, lazy and trying to escape like me is really not worth much money."

"Besides, my mother has a willow disease. I may have the same disease as her. I won't live long before I die. Not to mention, it will also infect the guests and affect the reputation of your building. At that time, won't you pay for it?"

The two tortoises looked at each other.

It's not that they haven't seen child prostitutes bought and sold.

It's just that I have never seen someone who has to bargain for the price of buying a child prostitute, and even bring the client down to the death to demean himself.

Fang Qiutang's heart was even clearer.

After I uttered these words, I am afraid that I will not be able to keep the money in my pocket.

In the end, he bought such a thin, ugly, lazy and short-lived drama kid at a price of 150 taels.

He felt his heart dripping with blood.

The brat who cost him 150 taels was still bouncing around beside him.

He said: "Young master, you are the kindest person I have ever met!"

Fang Qiutang sneered: "Probably the stupidest one too?"

He said again, "My lord, what are you doing here today?"

"Talk about business."

"Then why don't you talk about it? Don't worry about me, I won't run away!"

"...Money is here to buy you."

"... Oh." The child shrank his head weakly.

Fang Qiutang's business has just started, and the 150 taels was a half-and-half split with Song Xuan a few days ago. Now that he has no capital in his pocket, the business naturally fell through.

He wasn't interested in being taken advantage of, so he ran back to pay for those fat people upstairs.

"Then... son, can you give me a name?"

"Losing business."

"what?"

Fang Qiutang stared at him: "Your name is loss-making business."

The child was upset: "How can there be a name with four characters?"

Fang Qiutang prevaricated: "Yes, when people ask you, you just say that you are from Dongying, and they all have four-letter names."

The child shook his head like a rattle: "Okay, okay, I want to take the son's last name! What's the son's last name?"

"My surname is Fang," Fang Qiutang gave a disgusted "tsk". "No, you can't have the surname Fang. I get annoyed when I see people with this surname. What was your original surname?"

The child sighed: "I don't have a surname...my mother doesn't know who my father is, so I have a name called Ji."

Uncle Zhong Bo Ji.

Fang Qiutang asked, "Are there three older brothers in front of you?"

"No, it was my mother who had three miscarriages."

Hey, this child is of the same generation as the unformed fertilized egg.

"Then your surname is Ji, and your name is...Ji Ni." Fang Qiutang remembered the new type of gunpowder that had not been completed in his home.

"The flute that blows the flute?" The child had an expression of 'your heart is really dirty'.

"What's in your head? It's saltpeter."

"What is saltpeter?"

"The gunpowder maker, I'll show you when I get back."

"What is gunpowder?"

Fang Qiutang stopped in her tracks: "The person who paid me 150 taels of silver should be quiet, understand?"

No, child, Ji Ni covered her mouth and blinked her eyes.

"Understood." Ji Ni said. "I have one last word."

"Say."

"My son, thank you."

Fang Qiutang pursed his lips, but said nothing. #####This is a side story~

About Bai Qiutang and Ji Nitrate.

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