Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

No matter what Qi Renli's mood was, at least he was still rational, so no matter how angry he was, he could only follow the butler and leave the room.

Qi Renli asked himself whether he had done anything impolite since he entered the house, but he had to endure the other party's offense all the time.

In his entire life, he had rarely been so bullied.

Yang Zheng was older after all, and the offenses just now were not directed at him, so his mentality was much better than Qi Renli's. He asked the housekeeper, "Where are we going?"

"Let's go to the side yard, where we servants live." After saying this, the butler seemed to realize something was wrong and added, "Don't think too much, Master Qi. The more general business in the Hong family is done in the side yard."

The purpose of saying this is to make Qi Renli think more.

Qi Renli, who was following behind the butler, took several deep breaths before he was able to control his temper.

After walking for a long time in this crooked courtyard, they finally arrived at the place. The housekeeper opened a room and let them in.

"Please wait here, Sir Qi. Someone will come to discuss the details of the transaction with you later." The butler said and was about to leave.

Qi Renli asked him, "Didn't you talk to me?"

"The master cannot do without me, I am really busy, please forgive me." He said forgiveness, but in fact it was a notice. The housekeeper also said: "By the way, Master Qi, although this place is the courtyard where the servants live, it also stores a lot of important things, please don't walk around."

After the housekeeper left, Qi Renli pounded on the door frame in anger, "What a ridiculous place!"

Yang Zheng stopped him, "Don't be so hard on yourself."

Qi Renli sat down nearby, his shoulders slumped, "I really found myself a troublesome thing to do."

"Do you really want to buy ten thousand rolls of silk from him?"

Qi Renli was embarrassed. "If I really want to buy 10,000 rolls of silk from him, I might as well eat 10,000 flies. Besides, I don't have that much money. Even if silk is cheap, it costs several taels of silver per roll. How can I afford tens of thousands of taels of silver?"

"The Hong family is really arrogant. In their eyes, tens of thousands of taels of silver is just a small business. They are only worthy of negotiating with their housekeeper." Yang Zheng leaned against the door frame and looked around without emotion. "It is said that the south is rich, but I didn't expect that there are such rich families in Dazhou.

People die of poverty every year in this world. If you can make people die of wealth, then Mr. Hong must have died a hundred or eighty times, right? "

Qi Renli was originally trapped in his own emotions. He smiled and shook his head when he heard Yang Zheng's words. "There is no end to poverty and wealth. It's just that when poverty reaches a certain point, people can no longer survive."

Yang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "That sounds familiar."

"what?"

"I seem to have heard Lord Meng say that, but that's not what he said." Yang Zheng scratched his forehead, "What did he say?"

Yang Zheng couldn't remember it, but Qi Renli was very happy, "Lord Meng knows my heart!"

"Since you don't plan to buy it, then the person who comes later can say that he doesn't like the material or the price is not suitable, and find an excuse not to do this business. Let's go out and talk about it. It's really uncomfortable to stay in the Hong family."

Qi Renli nodded.

But they were destined to wait a long time.

After a stick of incense had passed, no one came.

Even Yang Zheng couldn't help but feel annoyed, "What's going on? What's going on with this Hong family?"

Qi Renli said, "It would be nice if Lord Meng was here. It would be nice if we could wait until after the spring planting and invite Lord Meng to come along."

After he said this, Yang Zheng could only suppress his emotions and comfort him, "Anyway, we are here specifically for this matter. Even if it takes some time, it won't be a problem." After some time passed, someone finally entered the yard.

But this person did not come towards them, and even ignored them, going straight to the corner of the yard, where there was an inconspicuous wooden door.

Seeing the man open the wooden door, Yang Zheng immediately took a few steps forward, wanting to see what was outside the door.

He was a farmer carrying a basket on his back.

The basket is filled with woven silk.

"Manager." The man carrying the basket smiled and said, "Look, this time my family listened to you and wove very carefully..."

But before he could finish his words, the manager leaned back nonchalantly and said, "Stop talking nonsense and put it in quickly."

"Alas."

Seeing the man put the silk in the basket into the small room by the door, the steward took out a handful of change and stuffed it into his hand.

The man took it with a smile, but the copper coins he got were much less than he expected. "Butler, this is too little. My family sent two pieces of silk. This amount of money is barely enough to buy silk thread."

"That's the price." The manager didn't want to argue any more and stood at the gate. "Get out now."

Although Qi Renli was far away, he could understand the man's emotions. He was angry and unwilling but had to endure it, just like him now.

"Manager," the man begged, "give me more, or we won't be able to pay the rent for next month."

"If you can't give it, that's your family's business, it has nothing to do with me." The manager said impatiently: "I'm also working for others, don't make it difficult for me, just leave quickly."

The man seemed to be hanging by a rope, and he didn't know how he could say the following words. "Can you give us some silk thread on credit? You know that our family has always been honest and never owes anything."

The steward said coldly: "If you want to buy something, you have to find someone else. I'm just collecting things. Stop talking nonsense here. Don't you see that I have other things to do? Can you afford to delay the Hong family's business?"

Qi Renli noticed the steward's gaze and knew that he was the one that the steward was busy with.

What a big airs he has! Even among the people from Qi who have been in the Ministry of Personnel, I have never seen anyone with such a big airs.

"Brother Yang." Qi Renli came close to Yang Zheng, "That man is about to leave, try to follow him and see."

Yang Zheng understood his intention and immediately nodded and ran towards the side door that was about to close, blocking the wooden door. "Wait a minute, I can't hold it anymore, I'm going to go out for a while."

The steward glanced at Yang Zheng and said, "If you go out from here, you have to stay outside. Our Hong family has strict rules. There are certain rules for who can enter each door."

"Okay, okay." Yang Zheng squeezed out of the door forcefully, "I really can't hold it any longer." He shouted to Qi Renli again, "Sir, I'll wait outside."

The steward immediately closed the door and said to Qi Renli, "Sir, your servants have no manners."

Qi Renli sneered, "He is not my servant."

The steward thought that Qi Renli was blaming the servants for losing face for him outside and was saying that out of anger on purpose.

"The rules for servants still depend on how their masters train them..."

Before the man finished speaking, Qi Renli said impatiently, "Who are you? How dare you talk about rules in front of me?" He could no longer bear it. "If you, the Hong family, don't like my relative's business, just say it clearly. I'm not here to ask for money." (End of this chapter)