A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

This is a spacious private room facing the street, and some noise can be heard.

"Close the window!"

The old man sitting at the top said in a deep voice, and someone immediately went over and closed the window.

The room was much quieter, with ten businessmen, plus Shen An sitting opposite the old man.

The old man glanced at Shen An and said, "Mr. Shen is young and promising, but Bianliang is very big and it is dangerous to walk alone."

Everyone was looking at Shen An with calm eyes.

——You have to remember that it was us who helped you withstand those coveting eyes, otherwise your life will not be easy. So let’s take a share of the benefits.

Shen An put his hands on the table and flicked his index fingers on the table.

That's not very polite.

The wrinkles between the old man's eyebrows became deeper.

He said calmly: "Mr. Shen, there are many things that need to be reasoned with."

Shen An smiled and said, "Do you think that you have learned my secret cooking skills and you are doing this to my face?"

He looked at the ten people, and most of them nodded.

The old man said sarcastically: "Isn't it right? If we hadn't taken over... Speaking of which, you must have had the intention of letting us stop those people, but do you really think we didn't know?"

The old man probably has a high prestige and no one interrupts when he speaks.

He pointed at Shen An contemptuously and said: "I have been a businessman for half my life. I have seen many people with many thoughts, but it is rare to find someone as ignorant as you. You..."

"what you up to?"

Shen An suddenly flicked the table with his finger, interrupting the old man's words.

The old man had probably not been treated so rudely for many years, so he looked extremely surprised and angry.

"you……"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Shen An interrupted him again and frowned: "Do you think you are helping me resist those merchants who are jealous of cooking? But I can teach them cooking at any time, and I can even make cooking a bad skill... Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Shen An's fingers tapped slowly on the table, the sound was soft but extremely clear.

He was looking at the old man.

Hit the snake seven inches.

Since the old man wants to take action, don't blame him for taking action.

The old man's lips were trembling, but he was angry.

He said tremblingly: "You...you dare to do this, there will no longer be a place for your brother and sister in Bianliang City...Shen Bian..."

He mentioned Shen Bian, but then stopped talking.

Because Shen An's eyes were cold, no, sharp.

Staring at the old man with sharp eyes, Shen An said coldly: "It is timeless to say that a son will never fault his father. And you are worthy of mentioning my father? As for the future of my brothers and sisters, you don't have to worry about it, I think You'll have other things to worry about, like getting kicked out by your employer."

The old man raised his head slightly and said, "You will regret these words. Shen Bian has a reputation for being rebellious, and you brothers and sisters will also have a reputation for being rebellious offspring. No good woman will marry you, and your sister will also have a reputation for being rebellious." No one will care..."

"Yeah?"

Shen An slowly looked at the merchants and said with a smile: "The next step is for you to spread the word and say that I, Shen An, have nothing to do with you anymore, right?"

The old man also smiled and said: "You are very smart, but stubborn. I will give you another chance. Tell me what you want to do with Wang Tiande."

“In the final analysis, it’s still about profit!”

This was something Shen An had expected, but the attitude of the merchants was somewhat beyond his expectation.

"Man perishes for wealth, and birds perish for food...If you are like this, why do you still expect me to be an exception?"

Shen An never expected these merchants to truly stand on his side.

Since it is a combination of interests, let's let interests speak for themselves.

The old man stood up holding on to the table, then leaned forward slightly and stared at Shen An, and said calmly: "It's not yet noon, Mr. Shen, we need a reply before noon tomorrow, friend or foe, we are waiting for your answer. "

Shen An did not get up. He leaned on his chair and looked at the merchants with relaxed eyes. "I also need an answer from you, so everything will wait."

He stood up suddenly, went over and kicked open the door, and went out looking very irritable.

"If you are young and proud, it will naturally not last long. Your young man should stay away from him."

The old man's words made a merchant nod slightly, and then everyone went out together, and unexpectedly saw Zhao Zhongzhen outside.

Snapped!

A group of people who had just come out looked dumbfounded as Shen An slapped Zhao Zhongzhen on the back of the head, but Zhao Zhongzhen shouted as if he was used to it: "Why hit me again?"

again!

Are you beaten by him often?

Damn it!

Everyone looked at Shen An wrongly.

This guy is seeking death!

"Children, don't come to places like this. People and snakes are mixed together. If you watch too much, you will feel dark. It won't do you any good."

Shen An touched the top of his head and walked away.

After a period of dead silence, the shopkeeper of Zhao Zhongzhen's family went over to salute, but was questioned.

"What are you forcing Shen An to do?"

This child is very perceptive. If Shen An was here, he would probably praise him a few times.

The shopkeeper said tangledly: "Shen An has been plotting with others for a long time. He must be doing some money-making business. The villain just wants to get that business..."

Zhao Zhongzhen was furious and said: "Idiot! Who asked you to do that?"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said: "Xiao Langjun, we are all one, we must advance and retreat as one."

The old man coughed dryly and said, "You shouldn't have to worry about these things, just go to school."

The children of the clan are a big trouble, and the attitude of the official family is very obvious. I want my own children and others’ children to be raised by myself.

Zhao Zhongzhen said coldly: "You think you are proud of yourself, just wait and see, you will cry sometimes."

When these merchants join forces, their power cannot be underestimated, so Zhao Zhongzhen is a little desperate.

Later, news kept coming.

"Shen An and Wang Tiande are discussing secretly. The shop is being cleaned. They are very anxious. They probably want to open it soon."

"Someone sent a plaque, but it's hung with silk and can't be seen."

Zhao Zhongzhen couldn't wait any longer, and was about to go take a look, but was stopped by his own shopkeeper.

"Xiao Langjun, wait a moment..."

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The visitor panted and said: "The plaque is opened, it's called Dark Fragrance."

Someone immediately chanted: "But the sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk?"

Someone agreed: "This is Lin Bu's poem by Mei Zuzhe Hezi."

"Exactly."

The old man said disdainfully: "It's just a matter of picking off someone's wisdom. Let's see how he goes about it."

Zhao Zhongzhen was locked up to study during this period, so he didn't know many things.

He was a little anxious, but his shopkeeper refused to let him get involved. He asked someone to go to the mansion to report the news, and held him back.

"Young Master, Shen An is going to be in big trouble this time when he crosses the river and demolishes the bridge. We can't get involved..."

"You idiots!" Zhao Zhongzhen was so angry that he was shaking all over.

The next wave of messengers came, looking a little pale, "It's Xianglu!"

The old man staggered and asked, "Are you from Lingnan?"

The visitor said: "They say they are from Lingnan, but there are at most dozens of bottles coming from Lingnan every year, and they have at least fifty bottles on display there..."

This is wrong!

Everyone was a little confused, and someone shouted: "The fragrant dew from Lingnan comes from Dashi. It is difficult to make, and the sea is very rough. Sometimes there are only a few bottles a year. And it is impossible for Shen An and Wang Tiande to get the goods!" They must have done it themselves!”

This judgment couldn’t be more correct in the eyes of these merchants.

"Let's go and take a look!"

A group of people forced themselves downstairs and hurried to the newly opened perfume shop.

But Shen An's figure flashed in their minds.

Can that boy even make perfume?

How could he be so stunning and stunning!