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Qianjin Pavilion has a rule that it does not accept currency, knives, coins and shovel coins, even Qin’s own currency is not recognized, let alone other objects, it only accepts gold, silver is also acceptable, other than that Everything else is free.

This condition is very unfriendly to Wu Zhiluo. He has been in business for most of his life and has never heard of such a requirement. In most cases, cattle and sheep are considered hard currency, even if others do not want cattle and sheep. , is also willing to accept cows and sheepskins, thinking that Bailixi was exchanged for five sheepskins to Qin State...

So now Wuzhiluo is in a very embarrassing situation. He only has a large herd of cattle and sheep in his hands, and his rare treasures are even more difficult to sell in this place in Qin State. Luo thought for a while and decided to change his mind. He rubbed his hands and asked, "Since this is the case, there must be a lot of gold in the Qianjin Pavilion. I'll exchange some with you first, and then buy the saddle and stirrup... This is in line with the regulations? "

For Wu Zhiluo's operation, Gan Luo couldn't find any rebuttal for a while. It sounds like what the other party said is reasonable, but he always feels that there is something wrong...

"Isn't this still trading cattle and sheep for patents!"

"You're right," Wu Shiluo showed an honest and simple smile on his face. His face was dark and old due to years of grazing, and the experience and experience given to him by time were engraved in the wrinkles. "Everything in the world Trading is all about barter, and gold and silver are just tools to measure the value of items, even if I exchange gold elsewhere, I will still exchange my cattle and sheep for your patent."

When Wu Zhiluo said this, Gan Luo actually had a feeling of enlightenment. This is the truth that Wu Zhiluo summed up in business transactions for many years, and it is also the most basic market law. It has already involved the economy. learned……

Gan Luo felt that it was a bit tricky. Although the other party said so, he still felt that there was something strange. The two fell into silence for a while. He thought about it for a long time, and when he turned around, he suddenly found that there was an option to exchange gold for cattle and sheep—— Qianjin Pavilion It's a library, not a bank.

Gan Luo, who came to his senses, shook his head and refused: "No, you should find other places to exchange gold."

Seeing that he didn't succeed in fooling you, Wu Zhi felt a little pity. He reluctantly glanced at the saddle and stirrup, and asked unwillingly: "In this case, can my little friend recommend some places to exchange gold and silver for the old man?"

Gan Luo raised his chin to the side who had not spoken, and gestured: "The Ba family has been operating for generations, so it must be able to meet your needs."

Precious metal items like this still depend on status and status, and need to be accumulated slowly by aristocratic families, while ordinary people still mainly use barter, and ordinary businessmen can only get access to currency at most, otherwise Wu Zhiluo has been running a livestock farm for so many years , it is impossible not to come up with the amount of gold to buy the patent, but like Mrs. Qing, maybe it can still be taken out.

Qing sneered at the side, turned the page of the "Huangdi Neijing" in her hand expressionlessly, and read the statement about Tibetan phenomena on it intently. The theory of the five elements in it fits well with the art of refining medicine, and she liked it very much ...

Wu Shiluo didn't disturb Qing with a wink, and asked sincerely, "Do you have any other recommendations?"

Gan Luo was a little embarrassed, he thought for a while and thought: "Why don't you just go..."

"Why don't you just come and find the widow." Ying Zheng, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, finally spoke. He looked at Wu Zhiluo with interest, "The golden widow can still get this."

Ying Zheng appeared so suddenly that Wu Shiluo didn't have time to react, but Gan Luo was used to Ying Zheng's surprise inspections, so he stood up and saluted quite calmly: "Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng called Gan Luo casually, then looked at Wu Shiluo with great interest, and asked bluntly, "Will the old man stay in Xianyang? You should treat each other with courtesy."

The other party's understanding and views on the economy just now are enough to attract Yingzheng's attention, but Wu Zhiluo's face is incredulous. He has always relied on wealth to win the attention of those in power. This is the first time he has been valued for talent. He's a little dizzy...

Qianjin Pavilion is not a suitable place for discussion, especially after Yingzheng's identity was revealed, because there are too many messy secrets in the workshop, and Wu Zhiluo is still an outsider after all, so in the end, everyone negotiated under the pretense of borrowing the territory of the Ba family .

Of course, Qing was not happy about this, she led these people back to Ba's house with a cold face, and watched Ying Zheng, Gan Luo and Wu Shiluo enter the room and start talking, hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but want to She went in to prevent Wu Shiluo from staying in Xianyang, but she was stopped by Mo Dou just as she started to move: "Why does Qingfu ruin his future?"

"Future?" Qing Leng smiled, "Stay in Xianyang and never return to his grassland?"

Mo Dou replied slowly: "Yes, so what, this is the old man's own choice."

Qing sneered: "Then according to what you say, I chose this by myself?"

Mo Dou shook his head: "No, you were forced by the king."

Why do you say this so logically!

Qing stared at Mo Dou, she never thought that the other party would be so calm, it was shameless to be so calm...

She tried her best to let out a breath and calmed down: "Since this is the case, then we have nothing to say. Qing's hospitality is not good, so please take care of yourself with the king and you."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"But what if you still have the chance to choose?"

The voice behind made Qing subconsciously stop her feet, but she still chose to move on. She shouldn't have come to Qin at the beginning, but now it's too late, how could she still have a chance to choose?

As if hearing Qing's inner voice, Mo Dou seemed to be talking to himself: "I can still choose whether I am still alive or not..."

Qing suddenly turned his head: "What do you mean?"

Mo Dou raised his head and smiled at Qing: "I mean, after all, Mrs. Qing's existence is still a choice to see clearly, isn't it?"

Qing looked at the ink fountain silently, and said: "The choice of medicinal materials can be decided, but there are still conditions for whether there will be results in the end. If there are no conditions, even if you choose the most perfect formula, there will be no results after all."

"No matter what the conditions are, the workshop can always meet them."

The two looked at each other for a while, Qing suddenly smiled, and she said, "I never thought Mr. Mo was so interested in refining medicine, so I wonder if I would like to explore it with Qing?"

Mo Dou smiled back, "I'm extremely happy."