Yang Xin looked at the huge banner and was a little confused for a moment.

Walking among the endless crowd, after walking a few more steps, you can see huge banners one by one.

"One place in hand, three generations will not worry about it."

“The wealth depression is worth owning.”

"Little counter, the welfare of descendants."

"A century-old foundation, one shop passed down."

“…”

What is this... going to do?

Yang Xin looked at the lonely shop of the Zhang family... Isn't it the only shop of the Zhang family? The left and right... are all barren lands, all covered with weeds.

But... the banners may be smashed to the head of a dog, perhaps in the future.

In later generations, people often say that one shop ruins three generations.

Whoever buys a shop will be XX.

But in this era, these lines of words may not have any impact on ordinary people.

But for Yang Xin, the person who did business like this, seemed to be a curse and opened his heart all at once.

When he continued to move forward, he finally arrived at a vast land.

This Qingpingfang is really a barren land. Not only is there a lot of wasteland, but even if there are buildings, it is low and dilapidated.

In such a desolate place, at this time, Wang Cheng and Deng Jian had already maintained this place with some brothers they had made friends with on weekdays.

They set up a formation to form a human wall, and then greeted the guests one by one, checking each of them for invitations.

After Yang Xin took out the invitation and found out that she was right, she walked through the human wall and found that this vast vast land looked like a glutinous yard, and it happened that it was here, with long stools placed in a row.

Just such an open-air place...

A banquet?

Is it even a special mother's invitation?

Yang Xin has seen shameless, but never seen such shameless.

In groups of three or three, many merchants have arrived.

Wait for the hour to arrive.

On the other side, a young official from a hundred households, wearing a royal uniform, shouted: "Have you arrived? Come and sing a name, see who has not arrived, and remember all the people who have not arrived."

"Okay." Someone responded.

Yang Xin: “…”

He was very glad that he came to the "feast" himself.

Sure enough, these people started to sing the name, and then started to record it very seriously.

The nine thousand-year-old close friend seemed to be muttering something with someone, which made Yang Xin frightened.

Finally, after singing the name, someone started to come with a tray and tea.

There are no tables here, only long benches, and there are three or four people squeezing a long bench.

Although merchants are not at a high level in this era, they are rich people at least. Now they are so embarrassed, they feel a little dissatisfied.

But there is no way, he is a close friend of nine thousand years old.

Endure it.

Tea is coarse tea. At least in the eyes of people like Yang Xin, there is no difference between this tea and rotten water.

But now he was so hungry that he had agreed to invite him to dinner, and his stomach was empty.

So, I had to squeeze my nose and drink the tea.

At this time, the young household said, "Come on, let's distribute all this information to all distinguished guests."

material……

After distributing the information one by one, Yang Xin opened the information and looked down. He looked thousands of words. Starting from the introduction, he first talked about how rare shops in the inner city were, and how popular shops in the east and west cities were back then.

Then...

Selling shops...

Yang Xin's eyes glared and almost fell off.

Where is the shop?

I didn't see the shop.

When he looked at the price again, he felt crazy.

One zhang square, the upper-class shop actually costs 150 taels of silver, while the medium-class shop also costs 100 taels, and the lower-class shop is fifty taels.

This square foot is only ten square meters in later generations.

It's the size of a door.

Isn't this a robbery?

Although this price is much cheaper than that in East and West markets.

But where is this place? It’s Qingpingfang. Even dogs hate it.

The merchants only looked at the information, but they didn't say anything.

Zhang Jingyi's face was flushed and said loudly: "Your business in the East and West Markets has plummeted, why? To be honest, most of the passenger flows have arrived in Qingpingfang now. Now the business has declined, and it will be even more so in the future."

This... in fact, everyone doesn't believe it after saying it.

After all, East City and West City are the two most lively markets in Beijing. Since Emperor Chengzu moved his capital to Beijing, it has never fallen.

only……

Zhang Jing's words made Yang Xin and others feel a little irritable and uneasy for no reason.

Actually, they didn't know that these words seemed very simple, but in fact... they were the most popular method in later generations... selling anxiety.

Anyone like Yang Xin will feel anxious deep in his heart. This anxiety comes from the lack of security of his own status. The richer they are, the more worried they cannot keep their wealth and worry about what changes will happen in the future. After all, they are not ordinary people, and they only need to care about solving the problem of three meals a day tomorrow.

Zhang Jingyi's simple and powerful words amplified this anxiety to some extent.

Yes, what if it really falls? What should I do in the future?

Zhang Jingyi sighed: "You have seen the passenger flow in Qingpingfang. To be honest, there are too many passenger flows here, and it will increase in the future. People... all come to buy cotton cloth, but... they are all here, why don't you want to buy anything else? I have to show off. If everyone is well-informed, just go and inquire. Here, they have attracted a lot of peddlers, and these peddlers are just selling along the street. Guess how good their business is? A few days ago

, I personally checked that a peddler who sells cooked cakes had a net profit of up to thirteen taels of silver in a month. These... Everyone can go and ask for it personally. But why do they have such a huge net profit? It's just because... people here are all people who come with coins. When people come to Qingpingfang to buy cloth, they will be thirsty and hungry, and they want to buy something to fill their stomachs. They will occasionally look around to see if there are other goods that need to be purchased."

Selling cooked cakes, a net profit of 13 taels per month, and he is still a peddler.

Suddenly, people began to whisper, and they didn't know whether Zhang Jingyi's words were true or false.

But along the way, they did see many peddlers who were selling along the street and their business seemed to be very good.

"So, my Zhang family has launched shops. These shops are all shops from the neighbor Zhang family. If you buy them in the future, you can do your own business. If you have abortions, you are still afraid that there will be no business in the future? You can see, first come first serve. If you are undecided, you will not have this store after passing this village."

Yang Xin was slightly moved.

Many people began to whisper.

"It's better to add some money and buy it in the East Market."

"I think... this person is so clever and not like a good person. It's really good. Why should we sell the shop to us?"

Although everyone still doesn't believe it, deep down, they are still a little moved.

Zhang Jingyi seemed not anxious at all. At this time, she continued, "In addition, I would like to tell you a good news. Just before you come, I have negotiated with the owner of Dongshengxing. They Dongshengxing have ordered a top-quality shop in Qingpingfang fifty square meters. At that time... Dongshengxing will open a new store here..."

As soon as this said, the person who sneered at him suddenly began to be uproared.

Dongshengxing?

Dongshengxing is the largest grocery store in Beijing. Dongshengxing's owners have considerable energy in Dongshi and Westshi.

They... actually want to open a branch here? As soon as they come, they just settle down fifty squares?

Yang Xin looked horrified, then he saw a person, slowly stood up, and then smiled and bowed to everyone.

Isn’t this person…the boss of Dongshengxing?

It seems...this will not be fake anymore.

Suddenly, Yang Xin was moved.

In fact, these merchants didn't know that Zhang Jing found this Dongshengxing's owner a day ago and expressed his willingness to give it to Dongshengxing's fifty square shop directly.

For Dongshengxing's boss, which has a big family and a big business, this is of course nothing. However, although Qingpingfang is desolate, it has become much lively recently. Anyway, it is for free, so don't want it for nothing, just to support it, it's nothing.

If there is really a deal in Qingpingfang, Dongshengxing will take a big advantage, and even if there are no more people in the future, it will not suffer any loss.

But Zhang Jingyi's words were like throwing a deep water bomb directly.
To be continued...