Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

Talking about cooperation is naturally indispensable to establish a contract and draw fingers. Zhuang Heng decided to come to find the second son in the middle of the night. The only one who can help him check the contract is not there. As an illiterate, Zhuang Heng is very empty, but he is not panic, calm The calm look is especially bluffing.

While the Second Young Master was laying paper and ink, he exchanged a pile of potatoes from the space. These bumpy and muddy things, which were not really good-looking, appeared on the desk out of thin air. Impressed by Xianjun's ability, he didn't dare to dislike it at all: "Is this the potato that Xianjun said?"

Zhuang Heng nodded: "Exactly!"

The second young master hurriedly dropped the ink ingot and picked up the biggest potato to caress and enjoy, treating it like a treasure.

It was the first time for him to see unprocessed potatoes. Before that, he had only seen cooked potatoes that had been peeled by Zhuang Heng and cooked to a bright yellow color. He had already tasted those potatoes. It is very satisfying, and you will feel full after eating a little. Xianjun said that this plant is very easy to grow, and it is very simple to grow. Most importantly, the yield is extremely high.

There is little rain in their Shen country, and there are few water sources. Rice is precious and difficult to grow, and it is extremely scarce in their Shen country. Not to mention the Shiqing family, even the palace cannot often eat it. If you want to eat it, you have to go to other countries to buy it. The common people can only eat corn and wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger... If Xianjun agrees to sell him potatoes, they will no longer have to worry about famine in Shenguo!More importantly, he has made great contributions to the State of Shen, and will have a higher reputation than the eldest son. It will be difficult to say who will inherit the throne of his father in the future.

Zhuang Heng interrupted the Second Young Master's imagination: "I already know the ins and outs of what happened tonight. It is because this matter has nothing to do with you that I am willing to continue to fulfill the agreement. It's just that I don't trust your father and brother. To prevent accidents, Tudou I can't give you all at once."

The second young master felt a little disappointed, but Xianjun only said that he could not give all at once, and did not say that he would give less, and he quickly relieved, hiding his resentment towards his father and brother in his heart, and said with a smile: "Xianjun should have concerns. It is said that it is ten carts of potatoes, what is Xianjun's plan now?"

Zhuang Heng pretended to ponder for a moment: "I will pay half a car and half a car, half a car a day, divided into 20 days, but you need to pay the money in one lump sum, I wonder what the second son wants?"

The second son breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it would not have a big impact, and it would take time for them to raise seedlings and plant promotion, so he nodded readily and agreed: "Just follow the fairy king's wishes."

Zhuang Heng smiled and raised his hand: "Then you make a contract."

ai exclaimed: [Wow, human beings are so cunning, you couldn't provide him with ten carts of potatoes, but now you are still taking advantage of the credit, master, did you plan it a long time ago, first use ten carts to lure him He took the bait, and then found an excuse to deliver the goods in installments. There is no guarantor yet, so he is not afraid of you taking the money and running away. ]

Zhuang Heng: [Hey, my tricks are getting better and better! ]

Even without tonight's turmoil, he still planned to find other excuses. In short, it is impossible for ten cars to be ten cars. After all, supermarkets only open shelves and not open warehouses, so he can only get goods one by one.

But the potatoes were just an appetizer, and his big meal hadn't been served yet.

Zhuang Heng looked at the second young master who was writing with a pen under the lamp, and pretended to ask casually: "By the way, where did the salt you eat come from? As far as I know, Shen Guo does not produce salt."

The second son said: "I bought the salt from a salt merchant. The salt merchant came from Qi State. Qi State is close to the sea. King Qi ordered people to transport a large amount of salt to the Central Plains."

Zhuang Heng was puzzled and said, "Why don't you buy it from Zou State? Zou State is close to the East China Sea, and it is also rich in table salt, and Zou State's salt is finer than that of Qi State. I have tasted the salt of Qi State, and it is slightly bitter. It’s far inferior to Zou’s.”

Zhuang Heng's puzzlement was pretended. After reading the original text, how could he not be aware of the salt industry issue that is related to the foundation of Qi State. The salt craftsmen hired by King Qi were dug from Zou State. The status is equivalent to the Qi State in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods. If the prestige of the emperor was not still there, and if King Qi had not been blessed by a rebirth plug-in, Zou State would be a material to become a hegemon. The country is not comparable in this respect, but the country of Qi sells salt very well, the reason is very simple.

cheap!

The second son really told the truth: "Only the nobles of big countries can afford the salt of Zou State. Although the salt of Qi State is inferior, the advantage is that it is cheap."

Zhuang Heng tutted his head and shook his head: "Oh... your salt is really hard to swallow, I originally wanted to teach you all kinds of ways to eat potatoes, but without good salt, the deliciousness of potatoes will definitely be damaged, it's a pity. "

The second young master became anxious when he heard this: "With potatoes, I believe that the treasury of Shen Kingdom will be full in the near future. If Xianjun can teach me how to eat potatoes, I will immediately ask someone to buy salt from Zou State, and never again Don’t buy the salt from Qi State!”

Zhuang Heng pretended to be surprised: "Huh? You are responsible for purchasing the salt in your country of Shen?"

The second son showed pride: "That's right, the salt industry is in my hands."

Zhuang Heng laughed: "Since Shen Guo Salt Industry is monopolized by you, I might as well cooperate deeply with you."

The second son was confused: "What is in-depth cooperation?"

Zhuang Heng took out a bowl of salt from the system and put it on the table: "Second Young Master, why not try it first."

The second son was instantly attracted by the transparent glass bowl, and he was amazed: "This... there is such a pure fairy in the world! Is it crystal or glaze? Why is there no trace of miscellaneous patterns?"

Zhuang Heng played tricks and didn't tell him: "Look at what's inside."

AI suddenly said: [Master, you can tell him with confidence, don't be afraid that he wants to buy it!Because you are going to upgrade soon, after this upgrade, the system will give you permission to purchase utensils. In the future, as long as you have money, you can also exchange tableware and kitchen utensils just like exchanging ingredients. When you buy them, they are yours and you can dispose of them at will. ! ]

Zhuang Heng: [Damn it, is your system so good?I'm really going to be rich like an enemy, awesome!But I don't want to sell him. ]

ai: [Why?He is very sincere! ]

Zhuang Heng: [Because, he is poor. ]

ai: […]

The second son reluctantly moved his mind away from the glass bowl, his face was a little embarrassed, probably because he realized that Xianjun didn't explain the origin of this thing to him because he couldn't afford it, and he looked into the glass bowl. He stretched out his hand and twisted some into his mouth to taste, his eyes widened in shock: "Is this table salt? This table salt is even finer than Zou Guo's!"

No wonder the immortals want to use immortal utensils to hold them. Only immortals can eat this salt, right?Again I can't afford it...

Seeing that the second young master was about to cry, Zhuang Heng smiled lightly: "This salt is not a rare thing here, we have a lot of it on Xiandao, if you want it, I can sell it to you at a lower price than the Qi State. you."

The second young master was so startled that he almost fell down: "Isn't this really true?"

Zhuang Heng gave him another critical blow: "I can also grant you the exclusive agency right, that is to say, I will not sell this salt to others, but only to you. If you have the strength to sell it to other countries, I can sell it to you." Give you an appropriate discount."

Because of the addition of a few modern words, the second son was dizzy when he heard it, but he vaguely knew that it was a great thing, so he hurriedly gathered his mind: "The meaning of the fairy is... that I want me to sell this salt to various princes... "

"That's right." Zhuang Heng nodded, "Every time you expand a sales area, I will reduce your purchase price by one point."

The second young master was dumbfounded, too shocked to speak.

He knows how powerful Zou State is. Qi State is now on the rise, also because of Yan, if he cooperates with Xianjun, in the future...

Zhuang Heng said: "But I also know that you don't have enough money. This salt can also be like potatoes. I will supply it to you in small quantities. I don't know what you want?"

The second son secretly swallowed his saliva: "Why does Xianjun only fancy me?"

Zhuang Heng didn't want to make him suspicious, so he wrote lightly: "Don't think too much, I have a lot of good things. Today I will sell you potatoes, tomorrow I will sell corn to others, and the day after tomorrow I may change to another buyer and sell the tomatoes. But Shen Guo is close to Waste Capital, so I will find you first."

There will be no stuffing in the sky, and the second young master was really relieved. After dispelling his worries, he became more and more impatient, wishing to move the treasury here immediately. Zhuang Heng motioned him to continue writing. He quickly picked up the pen, pressed Zhuang Heng's dictation The contract is drawn up.

At this time, the contract was in duplicate, and Zhuang Heng didn't bother to say that he would create an official archive, and he defaulted to two copies. When he saw that he had finished writing, he got up and said, "Leave the contract here first. I don't have my seal with you. Take the contract tomorrow morning." Come and find me."

The second son was afraid that Ye Chang would have many dreams, but he didn't dare to rush him, so he had to send him out nervously.

Just as Zhuang Heng stepped over the threshold, an excited voice suddenly sounded in his mind: [Congratulations, master!You are upgraded!Now you have enabled read and write permissions! ]

Zhuang Heng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he turned around quickly.

The second son was startled: "What's wrong, Xianjun?"

Zhuang Heng smiled and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, I have my seal on me."

The second young master showed surprise, and hurriedly welcomed him into the house again, offering the contract with both hands respectfully.

Zhuang Heng picked up the contract and opened the read and write permissions. It was really different. The characters that were ghostly drawn before were now on the same level as simplified characters in his eyes. He easily read the content, checked it, and took out a only carrots.

The second son blinked: "This, is this a seal?"

Zhuang Heng showed the bottom of the carrot, there was the name he carved with a knife when he was bored, the name was in simplified characters, just to fool people.

The second son was in a daze: "Xian... the seal of Xianjun is really extraordinary, and this word is also different. It has been simplified, and the profound meaning of the text can be faintly glimpsed!"

Zhuang Heng: […]

This rainbow fart is over, brother!

Under the awed and expectant eyes of the Second Young Master, Zhuang Heng picked up a pen and signed the name, and signed his name in simplified characters. Then he pressed his hand on it, drew the outline of his fingers according to the aboriginal custom, and then covered it with carrots and some inkpad.

When the second son also signed and stamped the contract, the contract was considered complete. Zhuang Heng stuffed his own share into his sleeve, and Shi Shiran left.

When he returned to the building, it was already dark. Qi An and others searched for him all day, and he was finally relieved to see that he had returned safely. He asked everyone to rest, and went to the clean room to take a shower before returning to the room.

After entering the room, he turned around and closed the door, suddenly stretched out a hand beside him, before he could cry out in fright, that hand quickly covered his mouth, and at the same time, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Zhuang Heng's heart was beating loudly, and he didn't turn around until he let go of the hand on his lips. In the dark room, the lights hadn't been lit yet, Xiao Lang looked at him from close up, with fragments of moonlight in his pupils, he was a little pleasantly surprised, and then A little confused: "When did you come? How did you sneak around?"

Xiao Lang clenched his fists tightly, the remaining touch in his palm made him throb: "I am worried about you, I heard that you are in the palace..."

Zhuang Heng is in a good mood now, and he doesn't want to talk about the bad things in the palace, so he interrupted him with a smile: "You came just in time, I have a gift for you."

Xiao Lang was puzzled: "Huh?"

Zhuang Heng pulled him to sit in the inner room, and after lighting the lamp, he took out the contract in his sleeve and laid it on the case: "Look."

Xiao Lang picked it up and looked at it, the more he looked at it, the more startled he became, and he obviously guessed his intention all at once: "You...your purpose is...to deal with King Qi?"

Zhuang Heng nodded, with a strong smile in his eyes, and a little bit of pride: "Didn't you say that you have an enmity with King Qi? I can't think of any good way to help you for the time being. It's okay to weaken his strength first. In the future If his salt cannot be sold, it must be..."

Xiao Lang hugged him suddenly, interrupting what he hadn't finished speaking.

He half opened his mouth: "Ah..."

ai: [Master, your heartbeat is accelerating again! ]

Zhuang Heng pushed his shoulder: "Tsk, why are you so sticky, tell me directly if you have been wronged in the palace, don't hold back."

Xiao Lang's arms were like copper and iron, they were bound motionless, and he called him in a muffled voice: "Hehe..."

Zhuang Heng's breath was suddenly flustered, and his voice was erratic: "Ah? So what... you want to say what you want to say, it's so hot...you..."

Xiao Lang's Adam's apple rolled, and he tilted his head and kissed the corner of his lips forcefully.

The author has something to say: I am a little later than the agreed time, for the sake of... forgive me. =3=