Han Xiufeng believed Pan Er's words, but he also wanted to know whether Ren Er could get his money back. As soon as Da Tou made a midnight snack and came to the clubhouse, he hurried back to the rented yard.

As soon as we entered the courtyard, the atmosphere was obviously not right.

Ren Er actually sat on the threshold of the flower hall leading to the second entrance, raising his arms and wiping tears with his sleeves. He could tell at a glance that he had just cried.

Han Xiufeng didn't know if Qian Junchen was there, so he couldn't go up and ask directly. He pretended not to see anything and walked into He Heng's room. When he entered, he found that Yang Juren was also in Jiangbei Hall.

"Jun Jie, Brother Yang, what's going on outside?" Han Xiufeng asked pretending to be curious.

"Ren Er came to collect debts, but Qian Junchen said he had no money and asked him to wait for a few days. Ren Er said that he and his brother wanted to go back to their hometown and couldn't afford to wait. Qian Junchen couldn't make enough money, so he asked his brothers to go back to their hometown first and wait until they had money to pay.

I gave them the number. Ren Er didn't agree, so he cried and made trouble. He knelt down and kowtowed to him."

"and after?"

He Heng was very glad that he didn't lend money to Qian Junchen last year. He opened the door and took a look outside, then closed the door and said: "Qian Junchen wanted to leave in a rage. Ren Er held on to him tightly and refused to let go. Qian Junchen got angry and said that it was just two people.

A hundred taels? Let Ren Er wait here while he goes out to raise money. He said he would be back in a while."

"All his students have come to visit him. He should have some money." Han Xiufeng, who has been taking care of the construction site these days, really doesn't know if Qian Junchen has any money.

Yang Juren smiled bitterly and said: "Zhixing, a dozen new scholars have come to visit these days. He has received several hundred taels of tribute from others, but he owes more money outside. Others don't know that I know it."

, he has no money now, and he wanted to borrow it from me yesterday afternoon."

"Did you borrow it?"

"How can I lend him money? Even if I had money, I wouldn't dare to lend it to him."

"He shouldn't borrow it from his students," Han Xiufeng said thoughtfully.

"He is a house master now. He wants to set an example for others and he should not borrow money from those new scholars." He Heng paused and then said: "When he left, he seemed to have said that he was going to Hengyuan. Isn't Hengyuan the 'Four Great Hengs'?"

'One of the Hengyuan banks, Brother Yang and I are wondering, he has nothing to ask for in the capital, can the bank lend him money?"

Han Xiufeng said: "In the past, the bank might not lend. But now, the bank will definitely lend. As long as he dares to ask, not to mention two hundred taels, the bank will also dare to borrow two thousand taels."

"Zhixing, are you kidding me? The bank manager will know what kind of person he is if he sends a man out to find out. If I were the bank manager, I wouldn't lend him two hundred taels, let alone two thousand taels."

"So you can't make a fortune."

"how do I say this?"

Han Xiufeng looked back at Yang Juren, who was also puzzled, and explained: "Two months ago, he was just a down-and-out little Jing who demolished the east wall to repair the west wall. It is different now. Now he is Enke's fellow examiner.

Regardless of the bank or the bank, they are all dealing with business involving high-ranking officials. How could the shopkeepers of those banks not know that he is a fellow examiner?"

"Zhixing, are you saying that the bank wants to curry favor with him?" He Heng was doubtful.

"I not only want to curry favor with him, but also want to make money from him." Han Xiufeng nodded.

"But being a fellow examiner is just an errand. After the errand is done, he still doesn't have much money!"

"He doesn't have much money now, but he has a bright future!" Han Xiufeng patted He Heng's arm and explained patiently: "No one knew about him before he became a fellow examiner. Now that he is a fellow examiner, people wonder who he is.

That's not possible. If there is a vacancy in the Ministry of Rites, or if there is a suitable vacancy in the direct province, as long as he moves a little bit, the Ministry of Personnel will definitely fill it for him."

Yang Juren was enlightened and understood: "His fellow examiner was chosen by the emperor. In the eyes of others, he is a member of the holy family!"

"So even though he has no money, he has a bright future. The bank will not only lend him money, but will even help him with activities. If you don't believe me, we can bet that sooner or later, he will fill the gap."

"What good does the bank do if the bank helps him go to activities?" He Heng asked puzzledly.

"Borrowing money requires interest, and this is what the bank does." Han Xiufeng paused, and then said: "If he can find a good job, the bank can even do business anywhere. This is just like you

You two are coming to Beijing to take the exam, and your relatives and friends are helping to pay for it, so you all hope to benefit from it."

He Heng had only read books about sages before, but only now did he realize that being an official was actually a business. He was sighing secretly when someone outside asked Han Zhixing if Mr. Han was here.

Han Xiufeng hurriedly welcomed him out. The person who came looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"Mr. Han, I am Xiao Wuzi from Rishengchang, don't you remember?"

"I remembered, it turned out to be brother Xiao Wu."

"Congratulations to Mr. Han, congratulations to Mr. Han, a letter from home is worth a thousand dollars, a letter from your hometown!" Xiao Wuzi, a clerk from the Shanxi bank "Rishengchang", typed another thousand and then took out a letter bag from his arms.

This was not only the first letter from home he received after arriving in the capital, but also the first letter he received after coming out of his hometown. Looking at the familiar handwriting of his father-in-law on the envelope, Han Xiufeng was ecstatic and hurriedly took out a handful.

The copper plate was handed over.

Xiao Wuzi not only did not accept the offer, but took a few steps back, "Mr. Han, you accepted it for your small heart. You must not accept this small sum of money. If you accept this small amount of money, you will not be able to keep your job."

Han Xiufeng suddenly remembered the rules of "Rishengchang". In fact, it was not just "Rishengchang". The ticket companies in Shanxi all adhered to the principles of valuing good faith, valuing loyalty, eliminating hypocrisy, abstaining from lust, worshiping fraternity, belittle jealousy, being grateful for hard work, and abstaining from hard work.

Luxury and other precepts. All branches in various places, from shopkeepers to clerks, are not allowed to take concubines, engage in prostitution, go out to drink wine, and are not allowed to do business for personal gain. They all use these business rules to restrain their minds and cultivate themselves, otherwise the business would not be so big.

Han Xiufeng didn't want to ruin other people's jobs, so he took the coins and said with a bitter smile: "How embarrassing, I asked you to make a trip for this letter."

"This is what I should do, Mr. Han. I'll say goodbye first. If you have anything else, you can go directly to the counter to find me. If you have nothing to do, just go to our counter to drink tea." Xiao Wuzi said and left.

He did not forget to bow to He Heng and others who came out to watch the fun.

He Heng had never seen a clerk who was willing to give something to others, and sighed: "At first glance, he is literate and understands etiquette. You can catch a glimpse of the leopard, so it makes sense for the West Bank's exchange business to be so big!"

"More than just literacy."

Han Xiufeng went to the "Rishengchang" Capital Branch and met the shopkeeper of the "Rishengchang" Capital Branch. He turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Junjie, do you know why there are fewer and fewer Chinese-style candidates in Shanxi in recent years? Why?

Hasn't there ever been a top scholar so far? It's not that Shanxi doesn't produce talents, it's that the talents in Shanxi all go to bank accounts. The first is to enter the bank, the second is to work as an official in the yamen, and the third is to study and take the imperial examination. Those who are really capable in Shanxi
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