The happy life of a prodigal

He hastily stepped forward and made a bow: "Mr. Fang, the younger one will leave first."

Fang Xiu glanced at him, nodded, then ignored him, and went straight to Chunfeng Tower.

............

In front of Chunfeng Building, the shopkeeper of the restaurant looked at the deserted courtyard, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

It has been more than an hour, and no one has come to the door today.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the restaurant will become less and less expensive, and it will be worthless in the end.

If I had known this before, I should have discussed it with Baolefang again, let some money, at least I can get back the capital.

He sighed, looking lonely, looked up at the gray sky, only felt that his life was also gray.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and was about to go back, when he suddenly saw the figure of 'Long Kuo' not far away, his face brightened, and he rushed to meet him.

"Treasurer Wang, after careful consideration, I think 1000 taels of silver..."

When he got closer, he realized that there were three other people beside Wang Baole, two handsome sons and a big fat man who was 'Liao Kuo' not inferior to Wang Baole.

Judging from where they stood, it was obvious that Mr. Huafu was the main one.

"Who are these three?"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant was stunned and asked.

Wang Baole introduced: "This is Uncle Anping's son, Young Master Fang Xiufang."

"Fang Xiu..."

The shopkeeper of the restaurant didn't know what to think of, his complexion changed, he subconsciously took two steps back, and stood still forcibly.

His face was pale, he forced a smile, bowed and said: "Young Master Chunfenglou, I have met Mr. Fang."

"Um......"

Fang Xiu nodded slightly, glanced at the signboard of Chunfeng Building, and sighed: "Not bad, it's a good place..."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper of the restaurant couldn't help thinking of what happened to the shopkeeper of Zuihua Pavilion.

The Zuihua Pavilion was backed by Lord Yang, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and he was extorted 1000 taels of silver by this notorious prodigal son, let alone a powerless commoner.

Unknowingly his voice became hoarse, and he said in a trembling voice: "Fang, Mr. Fang, our Chunfeng Building has suffered some accidents recently. In fact, we really can't pay any money."

Fang Xiu looked puzzled.

I'm not a gangster collecting protection fees, what do you mean by that?

"Cough cough..."

On the side, Wang Baole winked at the shopkeeper of the restaurant, and said, "Mr. Fang is here to buy your restaurant."

When the shopkeeper of the restaurant heard this, his expression changed instantly, and a flowery smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Fang has a good eye. Our Chunfeng Building is well-known in the south of the city regardless of its location, house or signboard. Now that something happened, we have to sell it at a low price. If you sincerely want to buy it, you only need this amount... "

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, meaning 500 taels of silver.

Seeing this scene, Wang Baole shook his head, feeling somewhat regretful.

If the shopkeeper of the restaurant directly offered 500 taels just now, he might have agreed, but now in front of Fang Xiu, a noble son, it is difficult to open his mouth.

Although there is no theory of scholars, farmers, businessmen and commerce in Chu State, the status of merchants is not high compared with nobles.

No matter how unsatisfactory Fang Xiu is, he is also the future Uncle Anping. Offending him for 500 taels of silver is not worth the candle.

As for the shopkeeper of the restaurant, he asked for 500 taels. He already felt his heart was bleeding, but he still saw Fang Xiu's brow wrinkled.

He couldn't help but think of the fate of that foreigner in Yirenju, his face turned sad, wiped his tears, and cried: "Master, 500 taels of silver is already sold at a low price, there can be no less..."

Chapter 24 Tears of Gratitude

Fang Xiu showed a look of astonishment on his face, and asked, "Is it really 500 taels?"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant wiped away his tears: "My lord, there really can't be any less."

Fang Xiu looked at him, sighed, and said, "In order to buy this Spring Breeze Building, I originally prepared 5000 taels of silver notes. Since you insist on only 500 taels, then I will listen to you."

The shopkeeper of the restaurant was startled for a moment, then his expression changed drastically, and he blurted out: "5000 taels!?"

"That's right, 5000 taels."

Fang Xiu nodded.

After getting an affirmative answer, the shopkeeper of the restaurant seemed to have been drained of all his strength, slumped on the ground, and murmured: "Yinzi, my silver..."

On the side, Wang Baole's eyes widened, and he looked at Fang Xiu in disbelief.

This man...is he crazy, 5000 taels of silver, you buy a haunted restaurant?

This haunted restaurant can't attract customers.

Fang Xiu glanced at the distraught shopkeeper of the restaurant, shook his head, and said to Bai Xiaochun, "Xiaochun, give the shopkeeper 500 taels of silver, and send someone over to watch the night tomorrow. From now on, this Spring Breeze Tower will be our Fang family industry."

He had inquired about the value of Chunfeng Building before, and it was around 1 taels.

After the incident of the female ghost in white, the depreciation by half was already beyond his imagination.

Unexpectedly, it was directly depreciated to 500 taels.

It seems that in ancient times, the power of this theory of ghosts and gods was even more powerful than he imagined.

"Yes, sir."

Bai Xiaochun took out a stack of bank notes from his chest and began to rummage through them.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant, who was slumped on the ground, saw the thick stack of bank notes and confirmed that what Fang Xiu said just now was true, and his heart ached even more. He felt dizzy and dizzy.

Bai Xiaochun rummaged for a while, looked up at Fang Xiu, and said, "Master, I didn't bring the 500 tael silver ticket with me when I went out this time."

Fang Xiu thought for a while and asked, "Are there any for 1000 taels?"

Bai Xiaochun said: "Yes."

Fang Xiu glanced at the shopkeeper who seemed about to faint, and said, "Then give him 1000 taels."

"Yes, sir."

Bai Xiaochun took out a bank note from a pile of banknotes, knelt down, and handed it to the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

Like a puppet, the shopkeeper of the restaurant took the bank note in a daze, without saying a word.

After a while, he realized that he got up, made a bow, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't have a bank note with me. When I go back, let the servant..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Xiu waved his hand and said boldly, "I'm very happy to have the first business deal today. The 500 taels of silver will be rewarded to you."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper of the restaurant suddenly raised his head, his eyes were moist, and he said in a trembling voice: "Young Master Zhai has a kind heart, and I am very grateful..."

On the side, Wang Baole showed shock again, staring at Fang Xiu in a daze.

That's 500 taels of silver!

Is it a reward?

You know, in the capital, a wealthy family spends only 20 taels of silver a year...

Prodigal, really too prodigal!

If his younger brother Wang Fugui did such a thing, he would have to strangle him to death.

Fang Xiu couldn't bear to see the dilapidated appearance of the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

Originally, he just wanted to use the money in his hand to buy more shops in the city...

Unexpectedly, these shop owners were forced to behave like this.

It's really... a bit uneasy.

Fang Xiu struggled for a moment, finally made a decision, and laughed loudly: "Not bad, my son is the most kind-hearted. Based on your words, I can't let you suffer today. I said 5000 taels earlier. It is 5000 taels, one tael cannot be less..."

He patted the shopkeeper's shoulder with one hand, stretched out the other hand in front of Bai Xiaochun, and said loudly, "Xiaochun, the bank note!"

Bai Xiaochun showed a hesitant look on his face, he pressed it to Fang Xiu's ear, and whispered: "Master, this place is haunted by ghosts, it's not worth 5000 taels at all."

Fang Xiu glared at him, and said angrily: "Do you believe in ghosts and gods? Bring the bank note. When will my words not be counted?"

Bai Xiaochun dejectedly put the bank note in Fang Xiu's hand, and said aggrievedly, "Yes, young master."

The shopkeeper of the restaurant straightened his eyes when he heard this.

He held his breath, and suddenly felt a sudden sense of happiness, which made him dizzy and almost passed out.

Fortunately, Fang Xiu had quick eyesight and quick hands, and supported him.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant finally came to his senses, knelt on the ground with a 'plop', burst into tears, and cried: "Young Master Dayi, little one, I'm so grateful, I'm so grateful..."

On the side, Wang Baole looked at the scene in front of him, seemed to be in a daze, and murmured: "Crazy, really crazy..."

Zhao Yan, who was standing beside Fang Xiu, looked at him strangely, as if hesitating to speak.

Seeing the shopkeeper of the restaurant kneeling in front of him, thanking him again and again in tears, Fang Xiu's face turned red.

Really... I'm a little embarrassed, after all, the matter of the female ghost in white was caused by myself.

"That's enough, isn't it just 5000 taels of silver, what's there to thank you for?"

Hearing what Fang Xiu said, the shopkeeper of the restaurant hastily wiped away his tears and stood up straight.

But when he thought that the restaurant that was originally worth only 500 taels sold for 5000 taels, he couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, and his eyes were full of tears unconsciously.

Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears, crying, "Little one, I can't control myself..."

............

on the carriage.

Zhao Yan looked weird and didn't speak, just staring at Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu felt a little frightened by her stare, touched his face, and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Zhao Yan shook her head.

"Then what do you see me doing?"

Fang Xiu asked.

Zhao Yan moved to Fang Xiu's side, wondering: "I don't understand, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you run to the south of the city, pretending to be a female ghost, isn't it just to buy the shops on that street with the least amount of money?

You obviously succeeded, why did you change your mind? "

Fang Xiu looked at her and said seriously: "I said at the last moment, my conscience was discovered, do you believe it?"

Zhao Yan shook her head and said, "If you had a conscience, you wouldn't force me to cry like a ghost just because of a broken teacup."

Fang Xiu smiled: "You guessed it right, I just have no conscience, the reason why I did what I did just now is entirely because I am happy.

Thousands of dollars can't buy me happiness, this young master is willing to buy a haunted restaurant with 5000 taels, a lot of money, self-willed! "

Zhao Yan knew that what he said was a joke, so she gave a disdainful 'hum', turned her head, and cursed: "A dog can't spit out ivory..."

Looking at her delicate pretty face, Fang Xiu suddenly had a different feeling in his heart, and asked, "By the way, I have lived together for so many days, and I still don't know which family you are a lady from?"

There was a trace of panic in Zhao Yan's eyes, and it disappeared quickly.

She glared at Fang Xiu, and said angrily, "Who lives with you... guess it yourself, I won't tell you!"

Fang Xiu thought for a while and said: "The surname Zhao is the surname of today's country. There are not many families with the surname Zhao in the capital, and there are only a few women in the boudoir, so I guess...

You are the Princess An Le, the emperor who was afraid that he would not be able to marry, so he planned to marry you to this young master. "

Chapter 25 Lanterns

Zhao Yan glared at him, her pretty face flushed with anger, and she said angrily: "Nonsense! Your Highness the Princess is good-looking, kind and generous. All the talents in the capital are queuing up to marry the princess. How can they not get married!"

Fang Xiu looked at the girl in surprise and asked, "Have you seen the princess?"

Princess An Le has not left the cabinet yet, following the regulations, she should live in the palace.

Only when they are 16 years old can they leave the palace and start a mansion.

Therefore, it is very difficult to see the princess if it is not a relative of the emperor or a female official in the palace.

Fang Xiu thought about it, with a suspicious look on his face, and looked at Zhao Yan.