Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Yang Jinian felt that he was afraid that it would be better.

It doesn't matter if I go, what's going on? The wife does not say, but the son is still too young to open a door. What should I do?

For more than a month, he has been anxious about this matter. Looking at the old-fashioned man, he has trouble sleeping and sleeping. With the help of his illness, the whole person has collapsed.

Then he felt weak, and the whole person was in the state before death, extremely weak.

What should my wife do after someone has gone? What about my son?

People are never free to live. When you were young, you had the hope of your parents and relatives, and you must work hard; after becoming a child, you have to miss your wife, children, and children. For this reason, you dare not get sick, and dare to roar at Shangguan as before. ...

Why?

You, who had been so energetic, turned out to be so shy and timid as if it were another person.

All this is because of concern.

You worry about losing your job, what to do with your wife, children and children.

So you gradually become silent, because too much talk is easy to offend people.

Then you will think twice before doing things because you are worried that you cannot afford the consequences.

Everyone praises you for being stable.

This is the so-called growth!

Yang Jinian had been unable to extricate himself in that desperate horn tip until he saw his son-in-law.

He was suddenly bright.

Why did we forget that there is a great son-in-law?

The son-in-law is known as the richest man in the Song Dynasty. As for the son ... His brother-in-law had the Mangshan Academy, known as the master of miscellaneous studies, and a technique of inquiring the sea was popular in the Song Dynasty, even in Liao Kingdom ...

With such a son-in-law, you are still worried that your son's future will be left unattended. Are you confused?

Yes, the old man was confused.

Suddenly so awake, Yang Ji-nian immediately felt full of energy, his stomach was hungry, and he was full of energy ...

Everyone was very happy, so Li looked a little uneasy.

Yu Shi is giving Yang Jinian a pulse diagnosis and wants to finalize his situation.

Shen An spoke to Yang Zhuochao, the youngest uncle, with a smile on her side.

Seeing that his wife was upset, Yang Jinian asked, "What's wrong with you?"

After thinking for a while, Li looked at her son-in-law and found the courage to say, "The old man said ... that someone would be the same as a normal person before he left ... even better."

Take a look at Yang Jinian, his face glowed with red light, and his spirit was not good. This ... it looks a bit like it!

Yang Jinian was stunned.

Shen An stunned.

Yang Zhuochao wept immediately.

The two doctors were angry, and one of them said, "That's back to the light, but who can return to the light for so long? That's a fairy!"

Uh!

Li Shiran said: "No! That's good, that's good!"

The mother-in-law looked exhausted, and she felt a little confused. Shen An said quickly: "Jianren looks good already. You can rest assured. Go back and let Zhuo Xue come back to help. After all, let the Zhangren get better and then go back."

"That won't work," Yang Jinian said with full of air: "Taro is okay to say, but edamame is still inseparable. Where can she stay long outside?"

Yes!

When a woman becomes a mother, she will gradually change, those parties are less, those entertainments are less ... there are only children in her eyes.

Shen An said: "You can rest assured that someone will bring taro and let her come with edamame."

Shen An felt that it should be easy to bring his son, so this matter was so pleasantly decided.

When Lee sent Shen An out, he said: "The house was in chaos during this period of time, and I didn't pay attention to the outside. It seems that someone is making trouble, you have to look more."

The words were obscure, but Shen An understood. He smiled and said, "Bianliang is now rejoicing!"

Li nodded, "The days of great joy should not be disturbed."

Chen Fu'er had to deal with the excavation of the Shen family's corner, otherwise everyone would dare to provoke the Shen family.

Li felt that his son-in-law was very stable, and it was not too late to wait for a few days.

Shen An left the Yang family, squinted at the long alley, and asked, "Has the Chen Fu'er family's cotton business been identified?"

The left-behind village soldiers have already come and said: "It is clear that Chen Fu'er mainly collected cotton and made it himself, and finally made it into cloth for sale ... It was very profitable."

After being brought back from the north by Shen An, cotton gradually became the main force of Da Song's cloth.

It's just that cotton has not been popularized for a few years and the supply is tight, so many people doing this business have made a fortune.

Shen An walked slowly in the alley, and there were scattered leaves in the alley in late autumn, either greenish or yellowing ...

Shen An walked out of the alley and looked at the bustling street and said, "Tell Buzhuang, from now on, the price of cotton cloth will be reduced by 30%!"

Xiang Bing quickly ran away, Wen Xiaozhong said: "Lang Jun, 30% down, Bianliang's cloth merchant is afraid to be crazy."

Shen An smiled and said: "Northwest has regained Suizhou, and all the cities of Bianliang are happy. At these moments of joy, it would be too bland to not come out without moving."

He hadn't arrived home yet, Lin Zhuang, the manager of Buzhuang, was sweating and running, "Lang Jun, really want to cut the price by 30%?"

This is not because he does not believe it, but after 30% price reduction, the profit of cotton cloth is really minimal.

This is a new cotton! It was at the time of making money, even though the Shenzhuang's cloth price was extremely low, it still made a lot of money on cotton cloth.

Shen An glanced at him, "Do you still have to question something?"

Lin Tuo was terrified and hurried to guilt.

Shen An said: "The shopping mall is like a sand field. Let you do it. If you have an idea, you can speak afterwards, but at this moment you can't afford to hesitate, go!"

"Yes."

Then the brand in Shenzhuang's cloth village hung a brand: cotton cloth cut prices by 30%.

Bianliang City went crazy in an instant.

30%!

People who gritted their teeth and wanted to buy a few feet of cloth were not happy. Then they added some money and bought some to make clothes for their children.

While Buzhuang was squeezed, Bianliang's cloth merchant was dumbfounded.

"Buzhuang of the Shen family is full of people, everyone inside and outside!"

"How do we do business?"

A group of cloth merchants got together and worried. Last time they were caught off-guard by the opening of the Shenzhuang's Buzhuang, and they could do it afterwards, but the profits were not as good as before. Qiankun Listening Book Net.qktsw.

Now the Shen family has pulled the profit of cotton cloths to a meager level, causing them to collapse.

"Go to the Shen family and ask."

So a group of people went to Yulin Lane, but Shen An did not come forward. Zhuang honestly explained, "Cotton was made by Lang Jun of my family, but some people eat inside ..."

The door of the Shen family closed, and the cloth merchants looked at each other, and someone said, "Chen Fuer!"

Everyone nodded.

"Then Chen Fu'er wanted to pull people from the workshop of the Shen family, but now he is retaliating against us. Isn't it wrong?"

"If you are unjust, what do you do now?"

Everyone was silent for a while, and some people said: "Injustice has a debt and a master ..."

Everyone nodded.

"Chen Fu'er is the culprit, who went to his house to get the fabric?"

Some people raised their hands, one after another, seven people raised their hands.

"broken!"

"it is good!"

In the face of Shen An's suppression, they must not continue.

"This man is too rich, it makes me sad!"

You ’re a big deal in Shen’an and you wo n’t make money from Buzhuang. There are other industries that will make you rich and rich, but we ca n’t!

A group of cloth merchants was helpless because of Shen An's money.

...

While Chen Fu'er was at home at the moment, a man was talking to him.

"... Reassure, Lu Zhiza and they are already staring at Shen An, he will enter the palace as soon as he becomes more imperial."

Chen Fu'erqiang said with a smile: "That's good, that's good."

The man got up and said: "You offended him, and don't think about severing the source again ..."

"Yes." Chen Fu'er knew that he was a gang with this group of people, but he couldn't help feeling a little excited when he thought of those loud names.

The man proudly said: "That Shen An seems to be domineering, but he also has to be afraid of Sima Gong, and he also has to be afraid of Lu Zhizao with them, otherwise what is the rule? Reassure, with us in, he dare not find your trouble ..."

"Thank you, thank you ..."

Chen Fuer thanked Dade and sent the man out.

Just before he reached the door, he saw someone rushing in.

Chen Fuer took a closer look at the servants in his family and remembered that he taught them to calm down and calm down every day, but he was so panicked at the moment that he really lost his face.

He kicked in a rage.

The servant fluttered the street, but still shouted: "Lang Jun, no good, the price of the cloth cloth of the Shen family is reduced by 30% ..."

Chen Fu'er's complexion was instantly pale.

The man was stunned, and then said straightly: "He didn't dare to rush at you, so he used the means of a businessman, it was ridiculous, ridiculous!"

He smiled contemptuously, and Chen Fu'er thought about it too, just thinking that he would make less money in the future, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.

That's how people do. It used to be 100 per day, but now it's hard to earn 50 per day.

This shows how indifferent fame and fortune is.

The man patted Chen Fu'er on the shoulder and smiled: "With us, hold on."

This is a businessman who can provide financial support. There are many advantages in getting around, so he is also trying to make himself laugh more kindly.

Chen Fu'er nodded, "It's alright, the villain is stable!"

He raised his head and said firmly: "How many cloth dealers will Shenan offend? Those people will hate him for his bones. Although some earn less money now, what is the money? The money is nothing but the past. He fights in the end ... "

Footsteps came again.

Chen Fu'er, who was brewing his emotions, looked around and saw that he was his own friend. He couldn't help but anger: "What are you running ?!"

The man frowned slightly, looking very unhappy.

The man said with a sad face: "Lang Jun ... The seven cloth merchants have sent people to say that from now on, they will no longer buy from our house."

Lying!

Chen Fu'er can't help but feel a bit soft ...

No one buys, who will he sell the cotton cloth? Is it sold to those people? But the Buzhuang of the Shen family is staring there ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ How does he sell?

He leaned on the wall and asked the man with a trembling voice: "Sir ... Shen An has taken a poisonous hand, yes! This must be his vicious means. Only he can force those people to sever business with the Chen family ... Mr. They ... help the villain ... "

The man looked blankly at the void, "You ..."

"Mr……"

Chen Fu'er heard some ominous signs. He knelt and hugged the man's thigh, "Mr. Save!"

"open!"

The man struggled a bit and didn't break away, he said angrily: "Quickly let go!"

At this time someone outside shouted: "Shen Jungong is here ..."

Lying!

Shen An is here?

This is great!

The man slapped Chen Fu'er frantically when he heard it, but Chen Fu'er hugged his thigh tightly. In the end, the man broke free and ran in the opposite direction. That speed definitely ranked the top three in Bianliang.

"Mr……"

Chen Fu'er's swollen nose and blue face wailed.

Someone outside shouted, "There are no ghosts outside. Where is Shen Jungong?"

The running man was stagnant, then fell to the ground, and when he got up again, his face was full of blood.

Chen Fu'er felt the bruise on his forehead, thinking that it was only Shen An's name that scared away the gentleman. What if he came in person?

They are all liars!

"Liars, all liar!"

He was crying there.

...

The fourth is sent, the Jazz continue to struggle, there will be later!

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