These days, Ye Xiaotian had already figured out the situation inside and outside Hu County. He also believed that at least Li Yuncong, Su Xuntian, and Luo Xiaoye would not object to his departure. Of course, at this time, he did not know that County Magistrate Meng had made the idea of ​​killing and silence with everyone. The matter was more difficult than he thought.

Although Ye Xiaotian was making plans to leave in secret, he was still calm on the surface. In order to paralyze the possibility of staring at him in secret, he even took a break from his busy schedule to meet with this cheap brother.

When Ye Xiaotian walked to Cross Street, the tycoon was lying leisurely on the counter, chatting with Miss Niu Niu who was said to have happened to pass by. The store was very quiet, with no customer, only these two people talking nonsense at once.

"Miss Niu Niu, I'm not fat, I'm just too lazy to lose weight. Speaking of which, I'm healthy. How can I deserve my identity as a big shopkeeper?" The two of them had a very harmonious conversation, and the tycoon took the opportunity to raise his biggest shortcomings lightly.

Ye Xiaotian walked into the grocery store and looked at the unprecedentedly magnificent grocery store in shock, unable to speak for a moment. He hadn't come for some time, but he never expected that the tycoon was really a loser. The "tycoon" grocery store had become such a situation, which was more elegant than a high-end antique store, with 3,000 taels of silver... I'm afraid it would be impossible to beat it.

The tycoon and Niu Niu were lying on the counter, their eyes lingering and affectionate, and they didn't notice that someone had come into the store at all.

"Yes, you want to lose weight. But... in the next life!" Niu Niu snatched the tycoon and thought about it with her chin. Her eyes rolled, and suddenly asked with interest: "If there is a next life, what do you want to do, will you still be a human being?"

The tycoon said: "It's boring to be a human being. If I have a next life, I want to be a duck and travel around the world along the river!"

Niu Niu's eyes shone and said, "Wow! So romantic!"

The tycoon asked, "What about you, if you have a next life, what do you want to do?"

Niu Niu thought about it and said enthusiastically: "If there is a next life, I want to be a chicken. I will oh my god every morning and wake everyone up!"

The tycoon laughed and said, "It's so boring."

Niu Niu said, "I just did it without any worries, you don't know. The chicken raised by my neighbor starts to yell before dawn every day, which is so noisy. People like to sleep in the most."

The tycoon held his round chin and teased happily: "Do you like sleeping naked? I like sleeping naked very much. It is the most comfortable to sleep naked..."

"cough!"

Ye Xiaotian coughed and interrupted the shameless conversation between the boy and girl.

"Ah! Brother! What a rare customer! You haven't been to the tycoon twice since his store was completed, hahaha..." The tycoon was thick-skinned. Seeing Ye Xiaotian was not ashamed, he immediately came to him with a haha. Niu Niu felt embarrassed and blushed and said to the tycoon, "You guys talk. I'll leave first."

The tycoon said: "Okay, come again when you have time!"

Niu Niu made a face at him. When she passed Ye Xiaotian, a famous big man in the county, she looked at him respectfully and fearfully, walked past him gently on tiptoe, and then she secretly stuck out her tongue and walked away in a flash.

As soon as Niu Niu left, Ye Xiaotian's brows twisted into a big bump and asked, "Why are there no customers in the store?"

The tycoon said: "Yes! But there are usually no customers in the morning, there are more customers in the afternoon, and there are three or five people visiting each day."

“Three or five…”

Ye Xiaotian looked at this magnificent, elegant and generous "grocery shop", picked up a fan from the shelf, opened it with a "brush", looked at the fan with a unique style, and said, "It's good to buy a bunch of palm-leaf fans. It's so exquisite, worth more than a dozen yuan. Does anyone buy it?"

The tycoon said, "Brother, this fan is 200 taels of silver."

Ye Xiaotian was startled and quickly closed the fan and put it back on the shelf respectfully: "Two hundred taels per fan? Tycoon, are you cheating people or are you cheated?"

The tycoon smiled and said, "Of course the purchase price is not that expensive. I bought it at 20 taels a day, but this is a fan from Fusang Kingdom in Japan, and spices from Tianfang Kingdom are painted on it. Of course, the price increase will be more ruthless."

Ye Xiaotian felt helpless. Although he had no hope for the tycoon to open a store, he didn't expect the tycoon to open the store in this way. Ye Xiaotian asked: "I'm afraid that these things in your store can't be beaten for three thousand taels of silver, right?"

The tycoon said: "Of course, I've had a lot of goods on credit!"

Ye Xiaotian said: "I am willing to pay you credit?"

The tycoon said complacently: "I originally refused, but they agreed when they heard that my father was a charity man from Hong Dada."

Ye Xiaotian said desperately: "It's almost the month of the year? Your father will go crazy by then."

The tycoon laughed: "I think so. Humph, I always think I can't do it. When he hears that I have made so much money, it would be strange if he is crazy if he is not happy."

Ye Xiaotian suddenly widened his eyes and said in surprise: "Have you made money?"

The tycoon said for granted: "Of course! I only started to make an investment three days ago, and so far I have to make a profit of 1,000 taels."

Ye Xiaotian's eyes almost fell to the ground: "Since you started making money three days ago, you made 1,000 taels? You used to grab it!"

The tycoon said, "Why do you want to rob me? People cry and shout to give me money, but I'm embarrassed not to accept it, right?"

Ye Xiaotian: “…”

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"What's this?"

"Bird cage."

"Bronze? It's pretty."

"Who said that it was copper? It was gold."

"Golden? Use gold to hit bird cages, you..."

"Brother, you don't understand the psychology of rich people."

"Hey, I really never understand the psychology of people like you."

In the grocery store, the tycoon introduced his business story to Ye Xiaotian with relish: "Buy a big store directly? That would cost a lot. Brother, my father only gave me three thousand taels. I put together two small shops, and the store was just as big as it was. But the price difference between buying and buying a big store separately and directly buying a big store. Besides, people who are willing to sell such a large store on this street are also hard to come by."

Ye Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the fat man in front of him as if he had just met him: "So, are you trying to open a grocery store next to the grocery store?"

"Shh..."

Luo Daheng quickly looked around, twisted his fingers and said, "I didn't like Niu Niu at that time, otherwise I wouldn't have any idea about them."

Ye Xiaotian sighed and said, "Did you want to open such a 'grocery shop' from the beginning?"

Luo Daheng spread his hands and said helplessly: "What else should I do? Can I really open a small grocery store? What money can I make? The money I earn in a month is not as much as my pocket money as a month. But inns, restaurants, brothels, and gambling houses are all opened. Of course, the most profitable one is Yilu. At that time, it belonged to Qimu. I couldn't make money from passing merchants, so I had to make money from them."

Ye Xiaotian said admiringly: "Good idea! They open various industries to make money from passing merchants. But how do they spend the money they earn? So you opened such a 'big grocery shop' specially used for local rich people to make their money?"

The tycoon clapped his hands and said, "No! Brother, this is a good idea?"

Ye Xiaotian stroked his chin and said slowly: "I heard a story before, saying that gold was found in the mountains, so many gold diggers ran to the mountains to search for gold. However, it was hard to find gold, and their lives were still in danger. In the end, they might not be able to find gold.

At this time, a smart man opened a shop at the foot of the mountain. He specialized in selling things to people who were trying to find gold. Later, many people who were trying to make money did not make a fortune, and even sacrificed their lives. Instead, the person who runs grocery stores made a fortune. When everyone turned their attention to the yellow gold, he stared at those people's pockets. Tycoon. Are you in the same way as him?"

The tycoon is indeed a "grocery shop" because he does not sell silk, tea, and jewelry. But he sells everything. What is this not a "grocery shop"? However, he only sells the most rare and most expensive things. His "grocery shop" is not for ordinary people, but for selling luxury goods to the rich, so huge profits become inevitable. No wonder his business is so deserted. He used to do business that doesn't open for three years and has been consuming three years. Even if he only does one business a day, he will make more money than others who work hard for a month.

The tycoon also followed Ye Xiaotian's appearance and stroked his three-layer fat chin: "Well, I haven't heard of this story, but it sounds like this person's thoughts are really as good as mine."

Ye Xiaotian shook his head and said in a little discomfort: "It is a skill to show his sharpness, but it is a realm that is great wisdom and foolishness. Tycoon, do you have such great ability? You are usually very wise and foolish, so stupid that even your father is heartbroken?"

The tycoon looked confused and said, "Brother, why am I wise and foolish?"

Ye Xiaotian said: "You are so uncontrollable..."

The tycoon said, "I'm that! Otherwise, what should I do? Is it obvious that I am a teenager, but I have to pretend to be a mature person? What kind of thing I usually do with me is okay. I'm not a fool, can't I do business?"

Ye Xiaotian smiled bitterly and said, "But your usual behavior makes everyone think you... I think of you so much. Isn't it because of this reason?"

The tycoon suddenly became silent, and Ye Xiaotian said keenly: "Do you have something to worry about?"

After the tycoon returned to the counter, he slowly lay down on the counter, holding his chin with his hands, and his fat face immediately deformed upwards. He looked like a fat Garfield cat smiling, but he did not smile, but his expression was a little lonely: "In front of my father, I am indeed a little... pretending, but it is not actually pretending. I can only say that I am giving up."

Ye Xiaotian sat down opposite him and listened quietly. The tycoon sighed softly and said sadly: "My mother died early. It is said that she died of dysfunction when she gave birth to me. I... am too fat..."

This sentence sounds a bit funny, but Ye Xiaotian couldn't laugh. The tycoon said, "I heard that my mother left her last words when she died. She didn't want me to run around like my father when she grew up. She wanted me to study and become an official. So my father spared no effort to let me study since she was a child. I used to work very hard, really..."

Looking at the tycoon's sad appearance, Ye Xiaotian suddenly felt a little sad.

The tycoon sighed again and said, "But I am really not that material. I used to work hard and hard, but I just couldn't study. I was afraid that my father would be disappointed, but if I continue to study, it would definitely disappoint him. I have no other way, I can only skip school and abandon school. I want my father to die sooner. Maybe he wouldn't have to spend all day on my studies, and I don't have to see his disappointed face every day..."

Every parent wants to arrange everything for his child and let his life follow the path he designated. It seems that he will be happy in this way. But who knows whether their children like the path they chose for him and can they continue on this path?

Too much hope becomes heavy pressure. The tycoon's father is heartbroken all day long, and in the tycoon's heart, this has become a mountain of burden that makes him breathless. Although Ye Xiaotian has never experienced such an experience, when he sees the tycoon's sad face, he can imagine what kind of torture the tycoon has suffered. If the tycoon himself is willing to give up and continue to study and seek officialdom, Hong Baichuan will of course never give up. The torture that the father and son will suffer may be a hundred times heavier than now.

Ye Xiaotian looked at him quietly, looked for a long time, and suddenly smiled and said, "Three hundred and sixty professions, every profession will be the top scholar. No matter what, you have proved that you have the talent for doing business. You are not a waste. You can use the account book to tell your father that you are a genius, but it is not reflected in studying, but in doing business, your father will be happy."

"Um!"

The tycoon's little eyes suddenly shone out: "I'm counting. There are two days left, and my father will come to check the accounts in two days. I'm so happy that I can't sleep at night, so I'm just waiting for my father to come and give him a surprise."

Ye Xiaotian said: "Why wait for two more days? Since you have met your father's conditions in advance, why not tell him now and make him happy?"

The tycoon is a young man. He may have the talent for doing business and has a unique idea of ​​making money, but his temperament is just a bit ridiculous and even a bit funny. When Ye Xiaotian's agitation, he couldn't help but say: "Then I'll tell my dad now?"

Ye Xiaotian said: "Go now, I'll accompany you!"

"good!"

The tycoon jumped up and was full of interest.

Ye Xiaotian hesitated and said, "But your store..."

The tycoon said: "It doesn't matter, it's closed. You don't have to worry about business issues. The more expensive the rich people want to buy, the more they can't buy, the more they think it's worth buying. Let's close! If someone comes and meets the iron general, he will definitely come again tomorrow!"

Ye Xiaotian shook his head and smiled, "As long as you understand this, I don't understand it, listen to you."

The tycoon immediately put all the valuables into a thick iron box, locked them into a large cash cabinet fixed on the ground, locked the store door, and then went home happily.

Seeing that he was carrying his schoolbag habitually again and treated it as a unique ornament, Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The obese boy who was very worried and wise and stupid just now gradually faded away in his heart. The tycoon was still a tycoon, the uncontrollable middle school boy.
Chapter completed!