Three Kingdoms: Plundering Entries, From Merchants to Emperors

Zhang Chen frowned when he heard the noise, and turned to ask the housekeeper Wu: "Uncle Wu, what's going on?"

"Master, it's Mr. Huang from the west of the city. The master received his deposit before. The last time he went out was to deal with his batch of goods, but he didn't expect to encounter an accident. Now, the master has just died, and he came to collect the debt."

"How much did father receive from him?"

"Originally it was five thousand coins, but since the master got into trouble, he said that he would pay interest, and the interest would be compounded... Now, he insists that we pay back 20,000 coins!"

"Humph! This Mr. Huang is an ungrateful person! When he was down and out, he When he was young, the master lent him 10,000 yuan as capital, otherwise, how could he be here today? But now he has turned his back on me!" Ping'er on the side was also full of indignation, "But speaking of it, his luck is not bad. In just a few years, he has become very successful. God is really blind to let such a person rise in the market!"

"Oh? Really?" Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Then I will have to see it well."

As he was talking, he heard a "bang" and the door was broken, followed by the footsteps of several people coming from the yard.

Several people were startled and hurried out.

There were more than a dozen people standing in the yard. The leader was a fat man, about forty years old, wearing a luxurious brocade and a jade ring on his hand. He was a wealthy family at first glance.

Behind him, more than a dozen servants in cloth clothes, each holding a wooden stick, with fierce faces.

Ping'er and Wu, the housekeeper, saw this and hurriedly stood in front of Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen smiled and bowed: "Uncle Huang, I haven't seen you for a few days. How have you been?"

Zhang Chen walked up and greeted him warmly while looking the fat man up and down.

[Name: Huang Wenyi]

[Owned entries: Fortune (green), Wealthy and Unkind (white)]

[Fortune (green)]: You are born to be blessed by the God of Wealth, and your wealth is rolling in. (Business income increased by 100%)

[Wealthy and Unkind (white)]: Although you are rich, you are very bad. (Reputation decreased slightly)

Damn! Zhang Chen's eyes lit up.

No wonder Ping'er said that this Huang surnamed had good luck and became rich in just a few years. It turned out that there was such a heaven-defying entry!

Business income increased by 100%, which can definitely accumulate a lot of wealth in a short period of time!

But, with such a heaven-defying attribute, how can it be only green? Zhang Chen thought secretly, it is probably because the status of merchants in this era is low, so the entries related to business, no matter how good the attributes are, are not highly evaluated.

But Zhang Chen doesn't care about these, he knows the value of this entry very well.

In this chaotic world, what is the most important thing to achieve great things? Bravery? Wisdom? None of them!

It's money, a lot of silver!

Only with money can you recruit soldiers and horses, only with money can you recruit heroes...

I want this entry! Zhang Chen thought in his heart, and a greedy smile appeared on his face.

Huang Yuanwai was a little confused by his attitude, and seeing him looking at him, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He thought secretly that the two of them had no friendship on weekdays, and he came several times to collect debts, so he thought the other party would not have any good impression.

"You... stop trying to get close to me! Let me tell you, if you don't pay me back today, I'll tear down your house and drive you all out onto the street!"

Huang Yuanwai said, glancing behind him. The dozen servants holding wooden sticks took a few steps forward with ill intentions.

Ping'er was so scared when she saw this scene that she quickly hid behind Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen glanced at them calmly, then raised his mouth slightly, revealing a trace of disdain.

These people are just some white garbage words.

[Miscellaneous servant (white)]: You are just a miscellaneous servant.

[Low-level thug (white)]: You have low martial arts skills and can only scare people with a stick.

[Three-legged cat (white)]: You know a few martial arts skills, but basically you are not presentable.

...

Tsk, none of them can fight!

Zhang Chen immediately felt relieved and smiled slightly, saying, "Of course the money has to be repaid. Our Zhang family has been doing business for many years, relying on the word 'trust'. I just don't know how much money my father owes you?"

"Hmph, no more, no less, twenty-five thousand coins!"

"What! You... Last time you came, you said it was twenty thousand coins, how come you..." After hearing this, Wu Guanjia hurried forward to refute.

"What again? Isn't interest money? It's been almost a month since last time." Huang Yuanwai raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily, "You old bastard, get out of here!"

"Hehe, my dear nephew, your family is big and powerful, you must not care about this little money, why don't you settle the account today?"

As he said, he also took out a receipt.

Zhang Chen glanced at it and found that it was the receipt set by Mr. ZhangThe receipt clearly stated that the payment of 5,000 yuan had been received.

This guy took advantage of the death of the master of the Zhang family and asked for a sky-high price. It was clearly bullying Zhang Chen's youth and ignorance.

Good! You want to play, right? Then I will play with you!

Zhang Chen smiled and put the receipt into his sleeve. Without waiting for Huang Wenyi to say anything, he said, "Of course, this account must be settled, but it must be calculated first. Uncle Huang, if my nephew remembers correctly, three years ago, my father lent you 10,000 yuan as capital. It seems that this money has never been repaid?"

"What... what 10,000 yuan?"

"Uncle Wu, bring the receipt." Zhang Chen called out, and Butler Wu turned and walked into the study. Not long after, he took out a receipt.

Zhang Chen pointed at the words and said, "It's written in black and white here, Uncle Huang, you don't want to default on your debt, do you?"

"This money... This money is what your father said he didn't want!" Huang's face turned red, and he argued, "You little boy, don't confuse right and wrong here. I'm here to collect the debt today. Pay it back quickly, and we'll talk about other things later!"

"Well, it's better to talk about it clearly." Zhang Chen smiled, "Uncle Wu, according to Huang's calculation method, this ten thousand yuan has been owed for three years, how much should it be now?"

This housekeeper Wu has been with Mr. Zhang for many years and has long practiced mental arithmetic. At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly and said after a moment, "Replying to the young master, it should be 200,3800 yuan."

"What!" Huang said in surprise as if he was choked.

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "In this case, considering our long-term friendship, I will cancel the difference. Please return my 200,000 yuan first, so that I can give you 25,000 yuan. From now on, our accounts will be written off. How about it?"

"You...you..." Mr. Huang was choked by Zhang Chen's tepid attitude and shouted, "Okay, you little bastard, I think you are deliberately making trouble!"

Ping'er saw this and hurriedly pulled Zhang Chen's sleeve and said, "Master, there are many of them, otherwise...let's not provoke him?"

"Yes, young master." Butler Wu also whispered, "A good man will not suffer a loss in front of him."

Huang Yuanwai shook his sleeves and pointed at Zhang Chen and cursed: "Little bastard, I will not bother with you for the sake of your father. If you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Really?" Zhang Chen sneered and said seriously: "Mr. Huang, I call you uncle because of the friendship between our two families. If you don't pay back the 200,000 yuan today, I will not let you leave the Zhang Mansion!"

When these words came out, not only Huang Yuanwai was shocked, but also Butler Wu and Ping'er behind him.

It's over, is the young master crazy? What if he provokes them and they fight?

It's over, it's over, God wants to destroy my Zhang family...

When Mr. Huang heard this, he shouted angrily: "You little beast, you are so arrogant, aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away! Do you think you are still the young master of the Zhang family? In Guangping County, I, Huang, have the final say! Come on, beat him to death!"

Mr. Huang gave the order fiercely, and a servant behind him immediately picked up a stick and rushed over.

Unexpectedly, the next second, a shrill scream resounded throughout the yard.