Bastards

Born in a business, the word "making money" was born in his blood. When Fan Lingxiu heard it, his eyes lit up: "How do you say it!"

In fact, his two paws were eager to pick at Cui Yu's shoulder, perhaps because he noticed Yang Xuan's 'sharp' gaze, or perhaps because of the habit left over from yesterday, he subconsciously stopped.

Yang Xuan nodded with satisfaction: Yes, children can be taught.

He generously took Cui Yu's hand, supported Cui Yu's waist and walked slowly inside: "Go in first and then talk."

Seeing the natural intimacy between the two, Fan Lingxiu's eyes widened, but only for a moment, then his eyebrows and eyes were raised again, and his smile was particularly meaningful: "Hehehe..."

Cui Mata didn't understand.It is true that Yang Xuan has been taking care of her closely in recent days, she is used to both body and mind, and Yang Xuan is too young, only 13 years old, not as tall as him... It is impossible for him to think about other things.

Seeing Fan Lingxiu's strange and ambiguous smile, he was still a bit puzzled: "Brother Fan?"

Only then did Fan Lingxiu rub his face, pull back his thoughts as far away as the sky, readjust his identity as the host, and courteously and enthusiastically guide Cui Yu and Yang Xuan into the room to take a seat.

There are routines for talking about things at the dinner table. It is impossible to get to the point right away, and the atmosphere is heated and the relationship is closer.The people who are seated today are good friends, not business partners who need to deal with cleverly and mentally. Fan Lingxiu doesn't need to be like this at all, but looking at Yang Xuan's face, he still puts away his curiosity and doesn't bring up this topic again. While eating, he gossips with him about all kinds of short stories related to the dishes on the table, saying how the noodles here are different, and it is a waste not to eat too much or not to eat well.

Yang Xuan once again expressed his satisfaction.Although Fan Lingxiu is young, he is not lacking in eyes... Cui Yu worked all night last night, didn't sleep much, didn't eat well, now it's time to eat something, other things are not urgent, all can be postponed .

When Fan Lingxiu is unhappy, he will have a little temper, but when he is happy, he can turn out flowers with one mouth, and he can absolutely coax anyone who can't find Bei.In addition, he has a good temperament, slender eyebrows, white and delicate eyes, clear eyes and a sincere smile. Although he likes to dress himself up in a rich and luxurious style, in fact, he does not have the inherent traces of a businessman in the world. On the contrary, he looks like a nobleman The lively son of a big family.

Cui Mata's illness was not completely cured, so of course he couldn't drink the wine, so he just tasted the dishes in front of him one by one.Maybe it's because he's in good health, and his long-lost appetite has returned. He has a smile on his brow, and eats happily.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan stretched out his arms to pick up the dishes from afar and put them on his plate.If he is happy eating, he will pick it up again, and if he doesn't like it, he will discard it and never touch it again.

Fan Lingxiu was so blind that he didn't see it, and looked quietly at the empty wine glass: "It would be nice to have some wine..."

"Brother Fan, you can drink by yourself." Cui Yu didn't mind at all.

Fan Lingxiu sighed: "Let's forget it. The Xie family's autumn banquet is coming soon, and there is no good wine nearby, so I have sent them to line up."

"The Xie family's autumn feast was very successful."

"Yes, it makes people yearn for it!" Fan Lingxiu thought in frustration, how many business opportunities there are, and the prodigal sons of the aristocratic family can't see it. The posture is called a nostril turned up, and a lot of money is thrown into it!

……

Cui Yu ate almost the same food, so he made a point in advance: "Brother Fan said yesterday that there are a lot of unsold books at home?"

Fan Lingxiu's eyes lit up: "Yes!" So do you want to use these to make money?

"how many?"

"Five warehouses, all full."

"Five rooms..."

"...Yes." Fan Lingxiu's voice was a little weak.

"How about I give you an idea?"

Facing the brighter, handsomer and more moving face under the candlelight, Fan Lingxiu felt distracted, and his voice was involuntarily tense: "Uh... what?"

"Help you sell the books," Cui Yu's eyes were slightly raised, his face was more vivid, very attractive, "It's not guaranteed to be sold out, but it's okay to make a lot of money, Brother Fan, what do you want?"

"Yes... Yes! Yes!" Faced with such a face, who can say no!

Suddenly there was a flash in front of him, and Yang Xuan thrust the back of his head abruptly, blocking Fan Lingxiu's sight.

Fan Lingxiu: ...

Facing Cui Yu's rather unconscious and vivid face, Yang Xuan licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and sighed softly.He first reached out and brushed away a strand of hair from Cui Yu's temple, then lightly touched Cui Yu's face, and stroked his lips with his fingers.

Cui Mata was puzzled.

Yang Xuan shook the sauce between his fingers, his expression was very calm and solemn.

Cui Yu suddenly realized: "Thank you."

"No need." Seeing that Cui Yu's expression was not so bright, Yang Xuan backed away just now, and wiped his fingers as if thinking of checking himself to see if there was sauce on the corner of his mouth. He lifted his fingers slowly, Rubbed his lips.

His sharp eyes stared straight at Fan Lingxiu.

Like a warning, like a threat.

Fan Lingxiu: ...he was just dazzled for a moment, really!He didn't dare to think about Cui Liu!

Closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, Fan Lingxiu forced himself to adjust his emotions.

Yang Xuan calmly interjected at this time: "We are not a white gang."

Fan Lingxiu understood very well: "Of course!" Business is business, favors are favors, even if Cui Yu didn't mention it, he would have said it himself!

Cui Yu bumped into Yang Xuan, seeming to think that he was speaking too bluntly, but the words were out of his mouth... Cui Yu smiled and looked at Fan Lingxiu, as if he was a little embarrassed: "Brother Fan, I've been in dire straits recently. If I can help, How much profit can I share?"

Fan Lingxiu: "If those books can't be sold, they will take up space. My father wants to set them on fire. If you can help me dispose of them, I will give you all the money!"

Cui Yu: "This is not acceptable, after all, it belongs to your family."

Fan Lingxiu: "Then, except for my family's capital, everything else will be given to you!"

Cui Yu: "If you insist on this, today will be here—"

"Don't, don't!" Fan Lingxiu sighed, very frustrated, "I've never seen you like this, and the money is pushed out. In this way, five or five, we are one and half, the head office will do it!"

He stared very ferociously, indicating that he could no longer retreat.

He really wants to make good friends with Cui Yu, and it doesn't matter to him to give up some money. It would be even better if he could help Cui Yu... People like Cui Yu will become great in the future, just because they are too young , He has no money or power, and soon, he will have no shortage of money, people or even friends, and it will be difficult to perform at that time!

Cui Yu: "After deducting all the costs of printing and storage in your home, you and I will share [-]-[-]."

"Deal!" Fan Lingxiu and Cui Yu clapped their hands, his eyes lit up, and then he leaned closer, his voice lowered, "What shall we do?"

With a smile in the corner of Cui Yu's eyes, Fan Lingxiu asked Fan Lingxiu to come over, put his hand lightly on the side of his lips, and said something in a low voice.

Fan Lingxiu's eyes brightened: "Is it really possible?"

Cui Yu smiled confidently: "Nine out of ten."

"No problem?"

"I'll take care of something."

Fan Lingxiu slapped his thigh for the last time: "It's done!"

"Let's go, I'll take a look at your library of books first," Cui Yu was already full anyway, "You can start working tomorrow."

Fan Lingxiu has always been active in making money: "Good!"

Yang Xuan...Yang Xuan was noncommittal, anyway, wherever Cui Mata was, he would be there.The past few days have been trained by Cui Yu enough. Cui Yu asked him to keep a low profile for the time being, so he had better not move, otherwise Cui Yu has a lot of ways to deal with him... I don't know how this person's brain grows!

He worked hard to help Cui Mata into the carriage, and even helped Cui Mata lift the corner of his robe so that he would not trip over.

Fan Lingxiu... continued to pretend he didn't see it.

The library warehouse is not far from here, and the carriage will be there in a quarter of an hour.

Fan Lingxiu asked someone to open the door of the warehouse, and took Cui Yu and Yang Xuan inside.Cui Yan sat down on the only low stool inside, and asked Fan Lingxiu to help him show him a book with a different name.

Yang Xuan felt that Fan Lingxiu's movements were inaccurate, and would bump into Cui Yu's hands and sleeves from time to time, so he simply pushed him away and went into battle in person.

Cui Yu glanced at Yang Xuan strangely, but Yang Xuan has good physical strength and is good at martial arts. He can hold some books that are placed relatively high, and he is indeed more efficient than Fan Lingxiu...so I don't want to think about it.

There are many Wucang books, but most of them have the same name and content. Cui Yu finished flipping through them in a short while, and nodded secretly. The content is okay, which is very suitable for this time.He took out six books from it, divided them into three rows, and pointed them one by one: "One, two, three, do you remember?"

Fan Lingxiu understood very well, and smiled meaningfully: "Don't worry!"

Xu Shi sat up for a long time and got up too fast, Xu Shi was too tired today, Cui Wei shook his body when he got up to say goodbye after finishing the work.

Yang Xuan frowned, listening to him say goodbye to Fan Lingxiu lazily, picked him up and took him into the carriage.

Fan Lingxiu: ...Well, he was blind but didn't see it!

These days, he was seriously ill and was in a wheelchair. Cui Yu was used to being carried around by Yang Xuan. He moved his waist slightly to adjust his posture. No stress?

Yang Xuan pinched his waist and warned: "Don't move around, or—"

Cui Mata couldn't help laughing.Yang Xuan is too young to meet in this life, and his hair is not long enough. He is not at the age of enlightenment, and it is impossible to fall in love with him at first sight again. The two of them will not have any ambiguity in the future. Because of the entanglement, they may be able to become a monarch and a minister. No matter how you think about it, it is very beautiful.He has tried several times, and he believes that Yang Xuan will not harm him, and of course he will not be afraid of this seemingly invisible threat.

"Just throw you away!"

Look, sure enough, even though he is young, he is still soft-hearted.

Cui Yu leaned on Yang Xuan's shoulder, watched the moonlight fall through the treetops, and suddenly felt that the child's shoulders seemed to be getting wider, and slowly, he had the appearance of his previous life.

The wind is sparse and the night is quiet, and the clapper is far away.

He smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, which was long and fragrant.

……

On the second day, Mr. Wang Fushan, who lives in the White Horse Academy, welcomed a special guest.The servant reported that a young man came with a book and wanted to ask the teacher.

Naturally, Wang Fu was nowhere to be seen.Nowadays, due to his status and fame, there are many people who come here for his fame, especially after he doesn't teach or accept students... He gave him a faint wink, and the servants understood.

However... at noon, the servants came to report, but they still hadn't left.In the evening, the servants came to report, but they still did not leave.

Wang Fu's heart was like a rock, and he calmly turned the pages of the book in his hand: "Leave when it gets dark." People always have to eat and sleep.

It's a pity that he underestimated Master Fan Lingxiu.

Young Master Fan just didn't want to leave, anyway, he was not short of money, even if he stayed at the concierge of Wang Fu's house, it would be easy for him to exchange some food and drink.Young master Fan was abused by his own father on the way to grow up. Although he likes to be gorgeous and glamorous, he has suffered a lot. When it was dark and night, he still didn't leave. He spent a lot of money to buy a bedding with the porter, and slept directly in the porter. ...

In the early morning of the second day, the servants came to look for Wang Fu with a sad face. They had never seen anything like this before, saying that they would not leave the mountain even if they would not see the head of the mountain!

Wang Fu still had a stern face: "Get out. Is he still sleeping on the street?"

"But our royal family doesn't have such rules in hospitality, isn't it too rough..."

"Get out."

The master gave the order, and the servant dared not disobey, even though he felt a little sorry for this juvenile with a happy face, crooked eyes and a smile, but fortunately learned so far, he had no choice but to invite him out.

Then I found out... this boy really slept rough!He set up a simple tent outside Wang Fu's house, and said that unless he got a word from Shan Chang, he would not leave!

The servant trembled slightly and came to look for Wang Fu: "Isn't it a bad influence...Master, you are a scholar, but he just loves to learn..."

Wang Fu frowned, feeling that it was a bit inappropriate, and someone would point it out after a long time.

He ordered someone to pack up his things and went out.

He's not at home, it's all right!

Unexpectedly, this young man has a dog's nose, no matter where he goes, the young man can smell it and find it!

He went to a teahouse to drink tea and listen to books, and the young man looked for him, holding a book and looking at him by the window for advice; When someone else's house was a guest, the young man followed him into the room to ask for advice!

If the owner refused to let him in, he was not in a hurry, he squatted outside the door and waited. When Wang Fu left in a carriage, he followed him on horseback, holding a book and asking for advice outside the window!

For a while, no matter where Wang Fu went, he could see this boy.Whether you are sitting or walking, as long as you look around, you will definitely see the figure of the young man, either riding a horse, or squatting by the window, or nesting in a tree, or leaning against the wall...

There are teenagers with long and thin fingers holding books, and clear eyes that are thirsty for knowledge.

Wang Fu was so entangled that he couldn't help it.

It's not that he has never been pestered before, but generally those who pester him are scholars. Chance, maybe one day when I sit on the toilet, I can look up and see the boy's face!

It is not difficult to inquire about the identity of the young man. He was born as a businessman and a wealthy family in Chang'an.Businessmen are cheap, Wang Fu doesn't have a good impression of businessmen, but he can't bear to belittle anyone who is sincere in his studies.

This man's desire for knowledge is too strong, his determination is too firm, he can't be chased away, he can't be kicked away, and he can find his whereabouts with great powers... Wang Fu couldn't help it, so he had to look for him in the end, frowning: "What do you want? I won't accept it. Disciple, I won’t teach others anymore, even if you die here, it’s useless.”

Fan Lingxiu frowned, showing his small canine teeth, and smiled brightly: "The younger generation dare not think of Master Shan as a teacher, but I just read this book recently—" He handed the book over, "What do you think, Master Shan, is it suitable for juniors to read?" ?”

Wang Fu took the book.

Fan Lingxiu blushed slightly: "The younger generation doesn't read much, but their desire to learn has never been extinguished. Without the guidance of a teacher, I don't know which books are suitable."

Wang Fu flipped through it: "This book is okay, but it's just miscellaneous learning. If you really want to learn, you can read the Four Books and Five Classics first."

After hearing his words, Fan Lingxiu's eyes brightened: "Thank you, Master Shan!"

Then it was true that what he said meant what he said. After seeing Wang Fu, he got a word, and Young Master Fan stopped pestering him, turned around and left.

Wang Fu stroked his beard and frowned, watching the lively figure of the young man going away for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

……

When Fan Lingxiu came back victorious, he immediately asked someone to move out the books from the warehouse, and put them in the largest and best store in Chang'an, in the most eye-catching position. There were big signs on the side and outside the door: "A good book that Wang Shanchang is full of praise for." !

The streets of Chang'an City are bustling with tourists, and as soon as such a fresh sign was put up, someone soon asked, "Is that the head of the White Horse Academy, Wang Shan?"

The buddy straightened his back, and said confidently: "Naturally! We in Chang'an, who else deserves to be called Wang Shanzhang besides that one!"

"Is it really a book that Wang Shanzhang rated well?"

"If my young master kisses me well, how can there be a fake!"

Soon, people came in one after another, and the business was very good.When the reputation spread the next day, more people flocked to it, especially scholars, calling their friends and friends to buy it.

Not enough?It has been a long time since Wang Shanzhang has shown his face, not to mention accepting disciples. In the past two years, there have been no books without annotations. purchase?

purchase!You have to buy it even if you want to sell it!

Behind the crowd, Fan Lingxiu looked at the handfuls of money that flowed into the counter, his abacus in his hand, and he couldn't see his teeth with a smile.

A whole storehouse of books was sold, and the number of customers gradually decreased. Fan Lingxiu was gearing up and waved to Cui Yu who was drinking tea on the second floor opposite.

Cui Mata calmly extended two fingers towards him.

Fan Lingxiu waved again to express his understanding!

The second round of attack begins!

Fan Lingxiu took the second batch of books selected by Cui Yu and set off on the journey again to find Wang Fu.

The Fan family sold the books for a few days under the banner of Wang Shanchang, and everyone snapped them up. They are both in Chang'an City, so how could Wang Fu not know?If he doesn't pay attention, the servants will tell him.So this time when Fan Lingxiu came over, he was treated very badly. The servants who were kind to him last time all changed their expressions, they didn't even accept the reward, and stared at him with the same hatred.

Fan Lingxiu didn't mind either, still smiling brightly: "Please inform me, I want to see Master Wang Shan."

The concierge didn't send any word at all, and he didn't see Fan Lingxiu until Wang Fu was about to go out.

Looking at the expressions of the people on the left and right, Wang Fu knew what was going on.

"Master Wang, read this book—"

Before Fan Lingxiu finished speaking, Wang Fu raised his hand to stop him: "This book is not very good." After speaking, he looked at the expression of the young man in front of him.

The merchant deliberately cheated and borrowed money in his name, he would definitely not be happy, and felt deeply aggrieved.But although this son was exaggerating, he said what he praised, and he was tricked by himself, and he didn't make sense to refute it.But this matter must be done in moderation, he will not let this son make money like this again!

He thought that the young man would be sad and disappointed, but who knew that the young man just sighed lightly, turned around and left without further entanglement.

……

That afternoon, in the largest and most luxurious store in the center of Chang'an City, Fan's family brought in a batch of books again, and put up a sign: Wang Shanchang vigorously criticizes, books that do not agree with!Quantities are limited, first come first served!

The author has something to say: Miren Mata (in reflection): Am I wrong because I don’t need to walk because I have a meal?

Prince (holding his chin and winking): Is the hair all grown up there... Would you like to see the beauty for yourself?Solitary can take off his pants.

Fan Lingxiu (holds up the torch): Yoyo Cheek, show affection and set it up to burn, burn, burn, burn!

Little Tiger (angry): Meow - there is still no Tiger King in this chapter!Do you know that if you do this again, you will lose King Tiger! ! !