Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 460: Once you open your mouth, you will get thousands of taels of gold

"Mr. Wang is here and I am a bit disappointed in your welcome. Please bear with me!!"

People were still outside the house when a loud and philistine-smart voice sounded.

Wang Huazhen and Li Qingsong looked at each other, and with a creak, the door was opened from the outside.

"Shang Meng Yaji Liu Sanwu pays homage to Mr. Wang!" Liu Sanwu has been immersed in Yaxing for more than thirty years, and his eyes are extremely vicious. No one should try to hide any secrets in front of him. As soon as he entered the house, Liu Sanwu made a pretty good guess about the situation of the two people in the house.

At first glance, Wang Huazhen, who was called Master, was a man who had been in a high position for a long time, with extraordinary bearing. He was a member of the family who had been officials and businessmen for generations and was from a famous family.

After standing up, Li Qingsong looked at his eyes with restrained eyes. He stood there as straight as a pine tree. He must be a famous master!
It seems that the two of them don't look like businessmen, but like people who have been in the officialdom for a long time.

but
For Liu Sanwu, as long as he has money, nothing matters!
What happened to people in officialdom?
The chairman of the Wuhan Council is still a boss who only cares about money but not people!
Liu Sanwu said that even if the famous consul Wang Qi got here, he would be trapped in a mountain of gold and silver and would not come out!

"Would you two guests like to listen to music?" Liu Sanwu asked Wang Huazhen to sit down and introduced: "Wuhan City's Goulan libretto has become a new hit recently. We can talk about business while listening to it. How about it?"

"Since we are talking about business, we don't need too many people to participate," Wang Huazhen shook her folding fan and rejected Liu Sanwu's suggestion, saying directly: "Sir, I like things to be straightforward!"

Sure enough, the vision is high enough!

I can't stand those vulgar fans!

Liu Sanwu felt certain in his heart, nodded, and then clapped his hands and said to the outside: "Here comes the Yuqian black tea! And the pastries from Baoshunzhai!"

"Master Wang," after giving the instructions, Liu Sanwu sat down, not far from Wang Huazhen and said, "Are you in the Japanese goods business?"

"One of the three large ships of Japanese goods owned by Zheng Daguan of Dengzhou Prefecture was supplied to me by the master!" Wang Huazhen worked his way up from the bottom, and his ability to pretend to be interesting is first-class, with his eyes He glanced sideways and said slowly: "As long as there is a market in your Shangmeng Ya shop, I will have as many Japanese knives, fans, rouges and even Japanese women as you want!"

"Not just items, but also women?" Liu Sanwu was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise: "The Japanese women are very popular in the market! A month ago in Kaifeng, an eighteen-year-old Japanese woman was sold A high price of one thousand taels!”

Nowadays in the market, it is generally believed that Japanese women are obedient, loyal to their masters, and have some exotic charm. The combination of various advantages makes them much better than other Indian Kunluo slaves!

Moreover, Japan has not yet opened up human trade, so Japanese women are considered valuable in the market!

No wonder Liu Sanwu was so surprised.

"In addition, I will accept all the royal treasures on the market as much as I have them!" Wang Huazhen shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "The Japanese aristocratic market does welcome the royal items from the Zhu family of the former Ming Dynasty."

"Royal treasures?" Liu Sanwu was stunned when he heard this, narrowed his eyes and said: "If you want royal treasures, come to Wuhan City, why not go to Beijing City, Mr. Wang, have you come to the wrong place?"

"Sir, let me tell you the truth." With a sound, Wang Huazhen folded the folding fan with his backhand and said, "I heard that a former Ming prince was imprisoned in Wuhan City recently? That's why, sir, I came here in a hurry!"

"Zhu Changying?" Liu Sanwu leaned closer to the table and his voice lowered.

"He is a dignified prince of the former Ming Dynasty. He must have many treasures used in the palace and for the royal family, right?" Wang Huazhen tapped the table lightly with the folding fan in his hand.

After listening to Wang Huazhen's words, Liu Sanwu reached out and touched his chin, looking a little hesitant.

"Is there any difficulty?" Wang Huazhen made a loud noise and unfolded the folding fan again: "I heard that Zhu Changying has been sentenced to death and there is absolutely no mercy. Why do you have any hesitation?"

"I can introduce you to the stewards in the Zhu Mansion," Liu Sanwu frowned as he spoke: "But to be honest, this business contains political risks. If you are not careful, you will be involved. It's a direction that neither you nor I can predict." "It's a pure business, I understand," Wang Huazhen laughed loudly when he heard this, and then Li Qingsong behind him raised his hand and saw a one-foot-square gilded copper box.

"Is this?" Liu Sanwu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"One hundred taels of gold," Wang Huazhen said with a chuckle: "I can pay you 20% now. If it goes through, the one hundred taels will be yours! The agreement can be signed now!"

Gently sniffing the small wooden box, Liu Sanwu was almost intoxicated by the aroma of gold.

"It's a deal! Early tomorrow morning, I will take the housekeeper of the Zhu Mansion to Mr. Wang to discuss matters," Liu Sanwu said, his tone had become extremely respectful: "You just entered the city and haven't contacted the inn yet, right? Liu Sanwu I will go and arrange manpower now to find the most luxurious place in Wuhan City for you."

"Well, you're welcome over there," Wang Huazhen handed over his hand but did not refuse.

Xuanhefang, Renhechang Inn in Wuhan city.

"Go and see the steward of Prince Zhu's Mansion tomorrow," Wang Huazhen and Li Qingsong sat across from each other: "As for the council, ignore it for now!"

"Aren't you going to check Wang Pingquan?" Li Qingsong frowned.

"Start with Prince Zhu's Mansion first. I suspect that Wuhan's parliament and secret guards have been jointly controlled by Wang Biquan and Hong Daoyuan. It is difficult to break through from the outside!" Wang Huazhen shook his head: "Besides, Wang Biquan must have taken precautions. It’s not good to scare the snake when the time comes!”

"Besides, Zhu Changying must not die! We must send people to protect him in advance," Wang Huazhen stroked his beard and pointed his finger on the table: "It will be useful later!"

"Understood," Li Qingsong nodded: "I will arrange some unknown secret guards tomorrow to see Zhu Changying secretly protect him!"

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"Steward Zhang, this is Master Wang from Shandong!" The next day, Liu Sanwu took Steward Zhang from Prince Zhu's Mansion to the restaurant where Wang Huazhen was staying.

"I heard that you are the one who wants to buy the royal treasures of the royal palace?" Manager Zhang looked at Wang Huazhen with no respectful look in his eyes, but said arrogantly: "A person from Shandong?"

"Exactly," Wang Huazhen replied with a smile.

"The things belonging to the palace cannot be sold to outsiders at will. Did you know?" Manager Zhang ignored Liu Sanwu's eyes and slowly sat across from him, crossing his legs and raising his head slightly.

"What does Manager Zhang mean?" Wang Huazhen asked one more question upon seeing this.

"At least this number!" Manager Zhang slowly stretched out a finger.

"Ten thousand taels?" Wang Huazhen raised an eyebrow: "No problem!"

"What we are talking about is gold!" Manager Zhang frowned.

"of course."

"Okay, feel free!" Manager Zhang's expression changed very quickly as if he were flipping through a book. When Wang Huazhen said the word 'gold', his old wrinkled face instantly turned into an orange peel: "Our family I just love doing business with such a cheerful person like Shopkeeper Wang!”

(End of this chapter)