It was almost too late, and Guijiaoqi ran away and said, "Boss, the boss lady called you home for dinner."

Zhao Cheng got up and left. When he went downstairs, he passed by Zhang Ji. They were like Su Zaifang had just told a small story, which made people including Zhang Ji? laugh.

Several gentlemen twisted their beards and smiled: "Young Master Su is indeed a talented person, which is refreshing."

When I happened to see Zhao Cheng passing by, Su Zaifang unfolded his folding fan and shook gracefully, "I wonder who is better and worse than Brother Zhao's thriller story yesterday?"

Zhao Cheng didn't want to talk to them about anything, so he gave in casually, "Of course, Mr. Su is even more talented. By the way, I just moved the bricks. I didn't have much glory to win with me. I found another expert to take Master Su."

"you……"

Several old masters, including Su Zaifang, couldn't help but feel a little speechless.

Zhang Ji couldn't help laughing, and used a fan to cover his beautiful face and smiled secretly. He felt that Zhao Cheng was really smart and his virtue was really this kind of virtue.

Su Zaifang did not accept Zhao Cheng's concedes defeat, "It's no basis for saying it, and scholars' exchanges are naturally a matter of elegance. I want to invite Brother Zhao to sit down and discuss."

Zhao Cheng said with a strange expression: "I'm going home for dinner, and I'll have to move bricks tomorrow. Besides, sitting down is like Zhuangzi and Huizi, and they start fighting as they talk."

puff--

Zhang Ji could no longer help it. She was drinking tea and sprayed it back into the cup.

Everyone here is a great man who likes to be quainted with words. Although he doesn't know what the lever is, it is not difficult to understand through his tone and context. He looked at each other and watched Zhao Cheng and Guijiaoqi leave.

Damn...what the hell is going on with this elementary school student!

After observing it again, I saw Zhang Ji looking at Zhao Cheng's back with a curious look, and a trace of anger flashed through Su Zaifang's eyes...

Now Ai Mushi's income has not fluctuated greatly, and has gradually stabilized, just like there is a single iron rice ticket within the system. Anyway, you can start a point every day from Mei Niang.

Recently, he has been busy moving bricks and studying, so Zhao Cheng is not very interested in making trouble with the system. He feels that this system should be regarded as a tool and auxiliary rather than a mainstream. In fact, in any world or era, there is always only one of the most popular mainstreams of human beings: being an official.

In some eras, it can be obtained through murder, in some eras, it can be obtained through business bribery, and in some eras, it can be obtained through family heritage. In the Song Dynasty, the simplest and most hard-working path must be obtained through study.

As a result, Zhao Cheng does not have a strong desire to upgrade the system for the time being. He just needs to save more love and value. He also plans to find some credible people at about the same time and train a pistol team as the team.

This is actually not difficult to do. In addition to being cute, the sexy girl, Mei Niang, is enough to buy a 92-type pistol every day.

Save half a year to form a firearm tactical team, sweat, so what you lack the most now is points.

When I got home, I saw the food was so dazed. Zhao Cheng had given Mei Niang a lot of money recently, but it was still brown rice and vegetables?

"Eggs and meat, Mei Niang, where did you hide the food I gave you?"

Zhao Cheng asked while searching around to see if there was any good food hidden by Mei Niang, but he couldn't find it either.

Chen Meiniang didn't come to eat. She was a poor man from the lower class, but she was more disciplined. She didn't want to have dinner with scholars, so she kept lowering her head and embroidering.

Ghost Foot Qichakou said, "The boss lady has recently taken more work from Su Ganniang's embroidery shop."

Mei Niang said sadly while embroidering: "Your husband, you can make a fuss, but Mei Niang can't. As your woman, you can watch you mortgage your ancestral home. Even if you go underground, you will have no face to see your ancestors. You have to do more work and find a way to redeem your house as soon as possible. You should save some effort. Mei Niang can sleep less every day, do more work, and redeem your house as soon as possible."

Even though Zhao Cheng had a heartless mentality, he felt a little uneasy when he heard it.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Cheng got up and took her embroidery and said, "Stop doing it, come and have a meal."

"Well, no, you eat first. Mei Niang will have to work tomorrow. If she fails to finish, Su's godmother will be angry and will not be able to receive her work in the future." Mei Niang pushed him over stubbornly, "Be good, go and have a meal."

"Godmother Su doesn't have to worry about her... If you really like embroidery, boss, I'll find a way to buy the embroidery shop for you. Although I know that your business will soon lose all my money, it doesn't matter. Just be happy. If you want me, go buy it." Zhao Cheng said with a strange expression.

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense, eat quickly."

Mei Niang was still eating head embroidery. It seemed that she was determined to redeem the Zhao family’s ancestral home.

Well, Zhao Cheng didn't say much. After silently finishing the meal, he hurriedly took the silver he obtained from Miss Cai to the pawnshop of Lao Chentou, Yongdao Street...

Old Chen's head was still expressionless, and there was still a thug standing beside him with big hands and round waists.

puff--

Zhao Cheng waved his hand and accurately rolled out a few large silver ingots from his sleeves on the table.

After looking at each other, the thug picked up the silver and looked at the quality and marks, and nodded slightly to Old Chen, "No problem, the official silver is enough."

Old Chen didn't say anything, took out a redemption agreement and slapped it on the table, and handed it to Zhao Cheng's brush.

According to the initial pawn contract, only interest is required to be paid within the mortgage period, and there is no limit on redemption. However, once the agreement period is passed, there is no need to pay interest, which means that the hut is automatically owned by Lao Chen.

It doesn't matter, it's fair.

Zhao Cheng picked up the redemption agreement and looked at it, and casually said: "A quarter of annual interest, the minimum calculation period is one month. Old Chen, you..."

Old Chen blinked his eyes, without responding, and looked at him curiously.

Well, it’s not his fault, usury was also legal in later civilization times.

Zhao Cheng looked at the ceiling again and thought, "Old Chen, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

Old Chen continued to look at Zhao Cheng but still didn't say anything. The thug rolled his eyes and said that he would not be punished by God. Those who owe money but did not pay it back were condemned.

Zhao Cheng said again: "Later I figured it out. My thatched hut is only worth 15 coins, and you gave me 30. You know the boss, I will redeem it no matter what. I will not only use all the money for the time being, so you charge me for storage fees and double the rent. You also charge double the interest to make your profit run?"

Old Chen still had no expression on his face.

"Okay, I'll accept it because objectively speaking, you are indeed very good at investing." Zhao Cheng couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

The thug couldn't help but frown and said, "Whether do you want to redeem it? The interest rate is only counted as one month, and it's not high."

"Forget it, I will change my mind and not redeem it." Zhao Cheng shook his head again.

Old Chen didn't say anything, took back the redemption agreement, raised the book and started reading, ignoring him.
Chapter completed!