The happy life of a prodigal

"Yes, sir."

Charlie looked at Fang Xiu, smiled, and said slowly in his not-so-fluent Central Plains dialect: "According to what you Chu people say, although Chu is very good, to me, it's just a canary prisoner. cage.

It's time for me to get out of here and continue my adventure. "

When Fang Xiu heard this, his expression became a little strange. He glanced at the apprentice beside him and asked, "You think so too?"

The little boy's sense of existence is very low from beginning to end.

But if you think about it carefully, the combination of a Westerner and a boy from Chu country is so strange.

"Master's dream is the same as mine. Anyway, I don't have a home, so I might as well go out with him for a while."

The little boy's expression was very natural, not like he was telling a lie.

That being the case, there is no need for Fang Xiu to stay.

He stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Then I wish you all the best of luck!"

When Charlie saw Fang Xiu stretching out his hand, he was taken aback for a moment, and then, as if thinking of something, he also stretched out his hand.

"Sir, you are so surprising. I didn't expect you to know the etiquette of my hometown."

Fang Xiu heard this, smiled, noncommittal.

"Sir, I hope we will meet again in the future."

This was the last sentence Charlie said to Fang Xiu before he left.

I don't know if it's just a compliment or the truth.

If it is true, it can only be said that Charlie's heart is too big.

It is exactly the kind of person who is sold and counts the money for others.

Of course, Fang Xiu likes this kind of person the most.

"Master..."

Bai Xiaochun stood in front of Fang Xiu, and said respectfully: "The young one found a total of twenty apprentices, and finally seventeen of them learned how to make colored glaze. How do you think about the arrangements?"

Fang Xiu thought for a while and asked, "Have you bought this yard yet?"

Bai Xiaochun nodded, and replied: "The land deed and house deed, the small ones have been sent to the Fang Mansion."

Fang Xiu nodded and ordered: "Leave seven people here, and send the finished colored glaze to Baolefang.

The rest were sent to the south of the city, where a new Liulifang was opened. "

After a pause, he added: "Liulifang will open after the new year, don't be so anxious."

Master and servant for many years.

After Fang Xiu said a word, Bai Xiaochun understood what his young master meant, nodded and said, "Everyone understands."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yan subconsciously shook her head and sighed inwardly.

I don't know how many guys like Ding Tong are going bankrupt by Fang Xiu.

In the Ding Mansion not far from this yard.

At this moment, all the servants were trembling, not daring to make a sound.

The news about the auction has spread throughout the entire capital. As servants of the Ding Mansion, it is impossible for them not to know about it.

Therefore, he was careful in everything he did, for fear of offending his own adults.

In the main hall, Ding Tong was sitting on the Taishi chair with a pot of good Longjing beside him.

He didn't move, just sat there.

There was no expression on his face, no one knew what he was thinking.

However, everyone knows that this is the calm before the storm, just a little movement, the storm may come early.

Even if there is no movement at all, it is only a matter of time before the storm comes.

Then, the time of a stick of incense passed, half an hour passed, and an hour passed...

Ding Tong still sat quietly in his chair without any movement.

At this time, Mrs. Ding finally couldn't stand it any longer, she pulled her son to her side, and whispered: "Boy, go and persuade your father to let your father eat something.

If the money is gone, you can earn it again. If you starve to death, you will have nothing. "

Hearing this, Young Master Ding's Mansion glanced at his father, thought for a while, nodded and said: "Mother, I understand."

After finishing speaking, he took the porridge handed over by Mrs. Ding, walked towards Ding Tong slowly, put it on the table beside him, and persuaded in a low voice: "Father, isn't it just a little money?

What's the big deal, it's gone, let's earn it again.

Didn't you teach your children before that you are not afraid of failure, and you are so afraid that you will never have the courage to stand up after failure..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw his father staring at him with red eyes.

"I didn't lose for my father. Tomorrow's auction, I have to go for my father. Later, you will find the land deed and house deed and send it to the dental office. You can mortgage as much money as you can.

How many colored glazes will there be tomorrow, I will buy them all for my father!

When the time comes, the winner will still be the father! "

Chapter 6 Nineteen Acting School Fang Ru

When the young man saw this scene, there was deep worry in his eyes.

Nowadays, it has been widely rumored that Baolefang has found a way to make colored glaze, and therefore, there are such continuous auctions of colored glaze.

It doesn't take long for colored glaze to become as common as ceramics in the capital.

Not only are rumors prevalent, even he himself thinks so.

He was also present at the auction.

When observing Wang Baole, one can clearly see the change of expression on his face. Obviously, even if the method of making colored glaze has not been found, Baolefang will definitely not lack colored glaze.

In other words, even if the mansion handed down by the ancestors of the Ding family is sold, it is impossible to buy all the colored glazes and form a monopoly.

This is a bottomless pit, no matter how much money is thrown in, there will be no response.

At present, the only way is to stop the loss in time, and sell all the colored glaze in hand in a short period of time, that is, before Baolefang is sure that it can artificially manufacture colored glaze!

In this way, a little loss may be recovered.

If they really don't cry when they don't see the coffin, then their family may not have a chance to stand up again!

"Father, I understand how you feel, but rumors are spreading outside that Baolefang has mastered the method of making colored glaze. In the next half month, Baolefang will auction a large amount of colored glaze every day..."

"shut up!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Ding Tong interrupted him viciously.

"Is it you who can see clearly, or father who sees clearly!?

These are all delaying tactics, and they are all the fog released by Baolefang, just for us to hear. If we sell all the colored glaze at a low price now, we will be fooled by them!

Why don't you understand this truth! ? "

Ding Tong's tone was quite peaceful. After all, he was facing his son, but his eyes were already red.

Seeing this scene, the young man secretly sighed and understood one thing.

That means his father has gone mad and there is no cure.

Now that the matter has come to this point, it is useless to persuade.

"I understand, Dad, my son will go and get the house deed and land deed."

The young man responded, stood up, and said in a calm tone: "This bowl of porridge is here, dad, you can drink it earlier.

I have to participate in the auction tomorrow, so I can't starve to death. "

When Ding Tong heard this, he just snorted coldly and ignored him.

Seeing this, the young man stopped persuading him and left the main hall slowly.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Ding showed anxiety on her face, hurriedly moved to her son's side, and said in a low voice: "Boy, this mansion in Ding's mansion was passed down from the ancestors, so it can't be sold. !"

Young Master Ding's House nodded, and said calmly: "My child knows what's in his heart, mother, don't worry..."

When Mrs. Ding heard this, she seemed to think of something, and subconsciously looked into the room.

Ding Tong picked up the bowl of porridge, took a few sips, and poured it on the table!

"Boy, you..."

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Ding's eyes widened, and she looked at her son in disbelief, feeling that this son was so strange.

Young Master Ding's family had a calm expression on his face, and comforted him: "Don't worry, mother, it's just a medicine to help you sleep, it won't harm Dad's body.

Dad has been busy with Liuli for so long, so it's time for him to take a good rest. "

When Mrs. Ding heard this, she opened her mouth with a complicated expression on her face, wanting to say something.

For a long time, he couldn't say a word.

And the young master of the Nading Mansion has already started to greet the servants in the mansion, and ordered: "Sell all the pieces of colored glaze in my father's study, sell as much as you can, don't worry about the little gains and losses, speed be quick!"

When the servants heard this, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.

After all, the owner of this Ding Mansion is still the master after all.

When Young Master Ding saw this scene, his expression became extremely gloomy, he raised his voice, and sternly reprimanded: "Didn't you hear that!?"

When the servants heard the scolding, they remembered how terrible the young master was usually, and they all knelt down on the ground: "You guys know it!"

Fangfu.

Fang Xiu and Zhao Yan just came back from Liulifang.

Fang Ru was still practicing swords in the yard, and when she saw the two of them coming back together, she had a suspicious expression on her face.

Looking them up and down, he asked, "You two are sneaking around, what are you doing?"

Fang Xiu hasn't replied yet.

Zhao Yan stared back: "Have you ever talked to Master like this?"

Fang Ru curled her lips and muttered softly, "Who recognizes you as a master..."

Although the voice was low, Fang Xiu and Zhao Yan could still hear it.

Although Fang Ru did not bow her head, seeing her like this, Zhao Yan still felt a sense of accomplishment. Looking at Fang Ru, she said, "My girl lived in Fang's residence half a year earlier than you...

According to the rules, it should be this girl who asks you, when will it be your turn to ask this girl, not to mention that I am still your master. "

After so many quarrels, Zhao Yan almost never won against Fang Ru.

This time, I finally got an opportunity, so I naturally wanted to say a few more words.

Who wants to...

It's just two sentences, in the past, Fang Ruli wouldn't even pay attention to them.

This time, the sockets of his eyes turned red, and he could vaguely see teardrops swirling inside, as if they were about to fall in the next second.

"I knew that you didn't regard me as your own at all...

It was true in the first place, I'm just a little bastard who only knows how to deceive and deceive, one of you is the aloof Princess Her Royal Highness, and the other is the powerful Uncle Xin'an, how could you accept a little girl like me.

Forget it, anyway, staying here is also angry with you, I want to go back to the Central Plains.

Continue to live in my little dilapidated temple, pick up other people's leftovers, wear tattered cotton that others don't want..."

Ewha's rainy face with a sad tone.

For a while, Zhao Yan couldn't tell the truth from the fake, and when she heard the back, she panicked and didn't know what to do.

Just when I was about to apologize, I heard Fang Xiu say: "The Central Plains Road is so far away from the capital, you may be too tired to walk back alone...

How about this.

I'll ask the accountant to give you two pairs of shoes, in case your shoes get rotten before you reach the Central Plains Road, and it's not in vain for us to get to know each other. "

"you!"

When Fang Ru heard this, her expression changed immediately.