Northern Song Dynasty Justice

Chapter 204 Er Bi Heroes
Not long after Ma Tianhao and the others left, Fan Li came back from outside.

"How's it going?"

Zhang Fei asked.

Fan Li nodded and said: "Li Guozhong said, as long as our firm guarantees that we will not fight a lawsuit with them on the contract regulations in the future, then they will agree to use our contract, but the contract must be signed."

Zhang Fei nodded: "No problem, I will draw up a contract then, and you can talk to them later."

To be honest, these bookstores are the big ones who signed the contract. Although they are in the same industry, Zhang Fei, who is now extremely vicious, is not willing to let go, so he asked Fan Li to talk to them.

We all unify the contract, at least in terms of the contract regulations, there will be no conflicts.

After all, they might meet in court.

Li Guozhong and the others were also afraid of Zhang Fei, and they knew in their hearts that there were many tricks in their own regulations. Since Zhang Fei approached him to mention this matter, they really dare not refuse to agree.

Fan Li suddenly asked: "Sanlang, are you short of money?"

In their eyes, Zhang Fei is tall and high-profile, and suddenly fiddled with the sale of these few pennies, then don't think about it, there must be a problem with funds.

Zhang Fei sighed: "I'm not going to hide it from you. Originally, I planned to rely on my fame to file more lawsuits to earn more money, but now even I dare not accept lawsuits that damage my reputation. It can be seen that this reputation first restrained us. .

But what's the point of fame if it can't be turned into profit, and we don't want to leave a name in history.So I can only find another way.But don't underestimate the fact that this contract is only a few pennies, but as long as there is enough weight, you will definitely earn a lot of money.

Later you have to send someone to publicize it. Ordinary people can also buy our contracts. They ask someone to write a contract, and most of them are more expensive than ours. "

"If everyone in the world uses our contract, it will indeed make a lot of money!"

Fan Li nodded slightly, but then said again: "But the purpose of each person's contract is different, and it probably doesn't apply to printing, right?"

Zhang Fei said: "I will take care of this, you wait for those Er pens to show me the contracts that everyone uses."

"Hey!"

Fan Li nodded, and suddenly said: "That's right! Speaking of this lawsuit, I almost forgot to tell you something. Just now I found out that Li Guozhong's bookstore took over the lawsuit about his son's dispute over the house with his neighbors."

Zhang Fei was startled: "Really?"

Fan Li hummed, "He also knew that we didn't answer, and just now he asked me why we didn't answer. I think he probably wanted to ask if we helped that aunt."

Zhang Fei asked: "Then did you tell them?"

"of course not."

Fan Li shook his head, "It's better for us not to say anything."

Zhang Fei smiled and nodded, "It's good for Zhiqian to practice with them."

It was the middle of the night, and Zhang Fei was still working at his desk. He had to draw up all kinds of contracts earlier, because he would have to make engravings, which would take a lot of time.

It can be seen that it is really not easy for this traveler to make money.

He doesn't dare to use any black technology now.

After graduating from liberal arts, he only knew some principles, and now he understands that it will take a long way to turn these principles into products.

A movable type printing technique has burned nearly a thousand pieces before the finished movable type has been produced.

Although he has relatively high requirements, this technology is still the Northern Song Dynasty's own.

He didn't have a solid foundation, so he really didn't dare to try again.

It's too expensive.

As always, Gao Wenyin stood silently by the side, holding a cattail fan, helping Zhang Fei fan the wind to drive away mosquitoes.

This woman is really an addictive poison, subtly making you dependent on her.

Anyway, Zhang Fei couldn't do without her.

Zhang Fei suddenly put down his pen, rubbed his eyes, and thought, the era without electric lights is really not suitable for working night shifts!

Seeing this, Gao Wenyin said softly, "Sanlang, you can actually let Seventh Brother do this kind of thing."

Ever since Zhang Fei and Xu Zhiqian confirmed their relationship, she consciously and slowly changed the name of Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei was clear in his heart and didn't point it out. He looked back at her and explained: "This first draft cannot be written by others."

Gao Wenyin asked, "Why?"

"because.."

Zhang Fei paused for a moment, then turned to say: "How about Madam, sit down first, and you stand here, I still have to twist my neck to talk to you."

"Oh."

Gao Wenyin sat down quickly, and fanned her feet with her fan.

Zhang Fei explained: "If I don't write by hand, but just speak with my mouth, then I can only give a rough idea, but this is not a pleadings, but a contract, and I can't miss any details. I must write the first draft by myself. After finishing writing, I will give it to Lao Qi to have a look."

This is actually a matter of habit. Writing and dictation are completely two kinds of thinking.

In addition, Xu Zhiqian was always helping with this matter, but now Xu Zhiqian is busy preparing for the lawsuit, and Zhang Fei also intends to let Feng Nanxi try.

Feng Nanxi's writing style is not as gorgeous as Xu Zhiqian's, but she is very sophisticated, after all, she was born as a knife writer.

In terms of pleadings, it may not be as impressive as Xu Zhiqian's pleadings, but in terms of contracts, it should be more suitable than Xu Zhiqian.

Gao Wenyin nodded half-understanding, and didn't know the difference. Seeing that Zhang Fei didn't intend to continue writing, she asked curiously, "But I just saw that there are many gaps in this contract. Why?"

She had been watching from the sidelines just now, and she was very curious about what those blank spaces were reserved for.

Zhang Fei said: "I intend to print these contracts and then sell them to merchants and citizens. You should know that many people nowadays cannot read and are often deceived when signing contracts with others. When my contracts are printed, They only need to spend two or three dollars to buy a contract from me, and they can avoid some risks of being deceived. So those blanks are reserved for the person who signed the contract to write the name and date, and this can only be done by themselves Write."

Gao Wenyin's eyes lit up: "This idea is really good. No wonder you just wrote a loan contract, Saburo. The most commonly used contract by the common people is the loan contract."

Zhang Fei glanced at her suddenly, "It turns out Madam can read and write!"

Gao Wenyin groaned, and said shyly: "I learned something from my father when I was young, but I can't do it with Mrs. Xu."

"Really?" Zhang Fei asked, "What does your father do?"

Gao Wenyin said sadly: "My father used to be a squire in Qin Township, Xiangfu County, and he passed away five years ago."

"Where's your mother?"

"My mother passed away a long time ago."

"Then don't you have any other relatives in your family?" Zhang Fei asked again.

Gao Wenyin hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

Seeing that she didn't seem to want to say more, Zhang Fei didn't want to ask more questions. Suddenly, he saw that there were several red spots on the snow-white skin on the back of her left hand. It seemed that they were bitten by mosquitoes, so he said: "You just care about helping me." Drive away the mosquitoes, and see how you have been bitten."

Gao Wenyin looked down, quickly withdrew her hand, shook her head lightly and said, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

Zhang Fei shook his head helplessly, and saw that she was wearing a gray hemp skirt, which did not show her plump and exquisite figure, and didn't give her a chance to indulge her eyes, so she asked, "Why are you wearing this hemp skirt? Are you so poor that you can't afford silk?"

Gao Wenyin hurriedly said: "No, it's just that I have to cook something for you later, so it's more appropriate to wear this hemp skirt."

Zhang Fei nodded and stood up suddenly, "Let's go, let's go together."

Gao Wenyin hurriedly got up and said, "No need, I'll be fine by myself. Just take a rest first, and you'll be fine in a while."

Zhang Fei smiled and said, "I just sat for a long time and wanted to move around a bit. I'll cook tonight, and I'll take it as a thank you for feeding the mosquitoes for me."

Gao Wenyin subconsciously hid her hands behind her back, making Zhang Fei burst into laughter.

A cup of tea.

"what about the taste?"

Zhang Fei propped his hands on the kitchen table, looking at the only guest in the room with a chef-like demeanor.

"Soft and refreshing, it's really delicious." Gao Wenyin nodded happily, and then asked Zhang Fei, "What's the name of this dish?"

"Steamed Vermicelli Roll."

"Steamed Vermicelli Roll?"

Gao Wenyin looked down at the white dough wrapped in sauce and minced meat on the plate.

"Don't ask me why I'm called this name, I don't know." After speaking, Zhang Fei sat down.

Gao Wenyin glanced at Zhang Fei secretly, and said very curiously: "Sanlang, logically speaking, you scholars rarely cook in the kitchen, why do you know how to cook so well?"

Zhang Fei shook his head and sighed: "It's a long story. My grandfather told me that good cooking can make women happy. It's a pity that women now like poetry and poetry. I have a good cooking skill, but I have no place to cook." cast."

Gao Wenyin's cheeks were stained immediately, and she said shyly, "You must have made this up, no grandfather would say that."

Zhang Fei chuckled, noncommittal, and said: "But you must not tell Xiaotao, otherwise, she will have to sulk for a few days."

Gao Wenyin thought of Xiaotao's sulking about the hot pot those days, she couldn't help but chuckle, with two charming dimples slightly showing on the corners of her mouth, she nodded and said, "Can Sanlang teach me how to make rice rolls?"

Zhang Fei was stunned and said, "Why did you learn it?"

"I learned how to make it for you to eat!"

"Oh that's fine!"

After three consecutive days of high-intensity work, Zhang Fei finally wrote six sample contracts, two of which were contracts for real estate transactions.

There are also two contracts on the trading of commodities, namely tea, salt, wine, and sugar.

The remaining two are about borrowing.

Of course, this is only the first draft. After all, the style of writing these days is different from that of his time. Although he has made some progress, this thing is too professional, so he still directly dumps it on Feng Nanxi.

And he continued to review the more common contracts at the moment, and he planned to monopolize all the contracts of Tokyo shops.

This transaction is actually a small profit but quick turnover.

"It really pissed me off."

Xu Zhiqian suddenly walked in angrily.

Zhang Fei immediately stopped what he was doing, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Who made me Xu Daerbi angry?"

Xu Zhiqian didn't care about this title at first, but Zhang Fei's tone made her feel that this title was not very good, so she gave her a little white look, and said, "This good guy is too good, and the bad guy is too bad, it's really irritating. When Aunt Liu saw that Second Uncle Huang He is aggressive and wants to file a lawsuit with her, so frightened that she is planning to give up the house, and even said that she will return the house deed to Second Uncle Huang."

Zhang Fei frowned: "Then what should I do?"

Xu Zhiqian said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I went, and Aunt Liu's son was not very willing, so it was hard to persuade Aunt Liu. But Uncle Huang is really not a thing, you know, he also Afraid of being accused of being unfilial, she threatened her mother in private and asked her to tell the neighbors that she herself did not want to live with her son. I never imagined that such a person existed in the world, and she was really worse than a beast."

"Did his mother say that?" Zhang Fei asked with a frown.

Xu Zhiqian nodded: "I just told Aunt Liu secretly, and told others that I was used to living in the old house and didn't want to live with my son. Second Uncle Huang usually just passed by, so he just stopped by to take a look. When the rice vat ran out of rice, they didn’t even say they wanted to send some rice. Now they go around saying that it was Aunt Liu who took advantage of his mother’s illness to cheat his family’s land deed.”

Zhang Fei said: "This is very difficult."

Xu Zhiqian frowned and said, "But the neighbors have seen all this, and they can testify."

Zhang Fei sighed: "But this lawsuit is beneficial to him, and his mother said so outside, then he has reason to excuse himself, as long as there is no sufficient reason, the presiding officer will generally not judge us to win. "

Having said that, he paused for a while, "By the way, there should be written evidence for the transfer of the title deed, right?"

"Yes."

Xu Zhiqian nodded, and then pulled out a piece of paper from her waist, "I just copied it down, but I haven't paid taxes yet, so it can only be regarded as a white deed."

Zhang Fei said: "Not more than two months?"

"No."

"That's what works."

Zhang Fei took it over and looked at it for a while, then suddenly muttered to himself: "Repay..."

Xu Zhiqian said: "Then Granny Huang gave Aunt Liu her house in order to repay her kindness in serving her left and right. Do you want to regard this house as a reward for taking care of Granny Huang?"

Zhang Fei said: "You have already thought of it."

Xu Zhiqian nodded: "But I'm afraid it won't cost much. Uncle Huang is willing to spend money to file a lawsuit, so he will definitely be willing to pay this amount of compensation. I calculated it. Even if it is calculated as five pennies a month, it will only be 180 pennies in three years. But it's nothing compared to that house's worth of money. If it turns out like this, it's too cheap, Second Uncle Huang."

"That's true."

Zhang Fei nodded, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "We have the final say on how much we want, it can be 180 guan, or [-] guan, and it's not the other party's decision on how much to award. It's the presiding judge who has the final say."

Xu Zhiqian said: "The presiding officer must also make a judgment according to the law. You can't just say the number. You have to have a basis. If you talk about the basis, five pennies is enough."

Zhang Fei smiled and said, "Did you forget that I am the best at claiming compensation. Now what we have to consider is how to convince the chief judge."

(End of this chapter)