บท 104: Chapter 102 Opening in situ
Zhou Zaiqian and the two were familiar, but he was not Zhou Rong's father, but he was also Ye Anyian's future step-grandfather.
"This town is really small." Jiang Zhu couldn't help but sigh as he picked up a sour, salty and refreshing pickled cucumber.
The old woman didn't know what he meant, and said with a smile: "Yes, our Tianshui Town is not big. But there are also many shops for rent. Let me advise you, it is best to rent elsewhere."
"How do you say this?" Ye Anyian asked.
"Alas," the old woman sighed, "We are working in the Zhou family this week. You should have heard that he is a good hand at making money in business. He also runs a pawn shop and has many connections. However, I am afraid that this person's character is hard to describe. Well, it can be said that I will use any means to make money."
"The shops on this West Street were owned by their own owners more than ten years ago. At that time, the street was not as deserted as it is now. There were shops selling cloth, and some selling cloth. There are food sellers and flower sellers, but they are all empty."
"Then the Zhou family started to do business. Within a few years, they opened the pawn shop, and they made more and more money, so they decided to move to this street." The old woman said this, standing at the door and pointing south. After a moment, he said, "Here, I bought all the five houses over there."
"Since they bought it, why are these shops empty now?" Ye Anian was a little confused.
"It's not even open." The old woman sighed, "Others said that the feng shui of those five shops was bad, and some said that the feng shui of this street was bad. But from my perspective, it was retribution."
Her words immediately aroused the interest of the two of them. Ye Anyian and Jiang Zhu looked at each other, with a glimmer of gossip in their eyes.
Jiang Zhu clicked his tongue: "It seems that he has done a lot of evil things this week."
"It's not just that." The old woman pulled a stool to the pot and sat down. While cooking the wontons, she began to talk.
"Wang Zhou was a gangster when he was young. He stole a beautiful girl from a good family in the town and forced the girl to marry him. The two gave birth to a daughter, Zhou Rong. Later, when Zhou Rong was one or two years old, the girl Pregnant again."
"This was supposed to be a happy event, but it happened that Zhou Zaigan was fooling around outside all day long, gambling and drinking wine. The girl found out about this, and she made trouble with him several times. One day, while Zhou Zaigan was away, a debt collector Someone came to his door and threatened the girl to commit herself to him to repay Zhou Zaiqian's debt. The girl couldn't do it, so she hanged herself. "
"After that, Zhou Zaiqian became even more depraved. Not long after, he hooked up with a brothel girl and got her pregnant with his child. Maybe he felt that Zhou Rong was useless as a girl. Zhou Zaiqian made all the money in the gambling house. He gave it to the brothel girl. Although he didn't redeem her life, he actually coaxed her into giving birth to the child. It turned out to be a boy. "
"Later, when the boy grew up, perhaps because he had no one to teach him at home, he grew up just like Zhou Zaiqian, a good drinker, a gambler, and a beauty. When the Zhou family's pawnshops were at their peak, Zhou Zaiqian bought the five pawnshops on this street. Shop, I originally wanted to open more shops and have more ways to make money, and I also thought that when the boy grows up, I would give him experience. "
"So, all is lost?" Ye Anyian asked.
"Yes." The old woman nodded, "We lost a lot of money, so Zhou Zaiqian had to close all those shops and rented them out since then."
"What about the boy now?" Jiang Zhu frowned, "I seem to have only heard that he has a daughter?"
"The boy got into trouble not long ago and was beaten to death. It is said that he offended a big shot, and Zhou Zaiqian didn't dare to do anything. No, now he has begun to cherish his daughter."
The old woman took out the cooked wontons and sprinkled them with a handful of green coriander. She sat at the table next to Ye Annian and others and started eating slowly.
"This happened more than ten years ago. Not many people know about it now. What kind of person he was doing that week, you'd better stay away."
The old woman meant well, and Ye Anyian drank the soup in the bowl silently.
There are other shops for rent in this town, but they are far away from Clay Figure Alley. He has taken a fancy to this place, which brings its own customer flow.
As for the shop belonging to the Zhou family, it's not a big problem. Just ask Wen Heng to come forward and rent it.
He thought for a while and smiled at the old woman: "Thank you for your kindness. I will seriously consider the shop. We are also in love. What do you call her?"
"Hey, my surname is Qian, you can just call me Granny Qian." The old woman smiled.
After finding out the details of these shops, the two paid for the wontons and left the shop.
As soon as he went out, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
The bullock cart they tied to the crooked-necked willow tree across the street was already surrounded by people.
Ye Annian looked at the chattering aunts and husbands with their children, and felt a little dazed for a moment. He and Jiang Zhu only went into the store to have a meal, but so many people gathered around them.
"Oh," Grandma Qian also poked her head out when she heard the noise, "You guys go and get busy."
The two of them said goodbye to her and walked quickly towards the bullock cart.
"Everyone, make way, the stall owner is here!"
Jiang Zhu held Ye Annian's hand and walked in front to clear the way for him.
When everyone heard this, they immediately made way for the two of them.
Jiang Zhu pulled Ye Anian through the crowd to the bullock cart, and then quickly moved the small wooden cart of "Time Shop" pulled by the cart for Ye Anian.
The children surrounding him suddenly let out one after another exclamations of surprise.
"Wow! So beautiful!"
"Windmill! Colorful windmill!"
"The paintings on the car are beautiful, so well done!"
"Brother, what do you sell?" A bolder child asked the two of them.
"Selling the gadgets you like." Ye Anyian bent his eyes and said warmly.
His words made the children excited again, and they all shouted at him to take out the fun things.
"Don't be anxious, wait until I set up the stall, and everyone will line up and come one by one."
Ye Anyian's voice was clear and cool, and his angry words were unhurried and very pleasant. Both children and adults consciously followed his instructions.
Jiang Zhu saw that everyone had calmed down, so he turned around and went to the person in charge of Clay Figure Alley to pay the stall fee, so as not to cause trouble when more people gathered later.
And here, Ye Annian was methodically opening the cover of the small wooden car, pulling the mechanism, and letting the wooden frame rise up from the car.
The children were all stunned, their watery eyes were full of surprise and joy, and even the adults looked at it with interest.
At this time, a husband holding a child in the crowd suddenly spoke: "I remember you. You seem to be the first Brother Ye who made the Rubik's Cube, right?"
When he said this, everyone stared at Ye Anian and suddenly realized: "Yes, yes! It's him!"
"So it's you! You are so talented!"
"Yes, this wooden cart is truly exquisite!"
The crowd burst into compliments.
Ye Anyian was a little surprised. He thought that after what happened last time, his reputation would be less affected.
Then he saw the aunt standing closest to him looking at him with a distressed look on her face: "Your brother is really not a human being!"
"I just don't want to see you well, but I actually framed you like that!"
Ye Annian was stunned.
He remembered that the last time the matter was settled, it was Wen Heng who took all the blame himself in anger, which was an advantage to Ye Ansong who was hiding behind his back.
So what's going on?
Before he could think more, a younger eldest sister standing next to the aunt also spoke: "Oh, the second young master of the Wen family is also a fool. He was deceived by others, and his companion also ran away with them. "
"But Mr. Nawen is really kind. If he says he will pay, he will pay. He is not ambiguous at all. It doesn't matter whether the people who bought the imitation Rubik's Cube did so voluntarily or were deceived."
"Yes," the aunt sighed, "I didn't expect this scholar to have such a bad character. He came from Hongfu Academy. It is really embarrassing to Mr. Feng."
Everyone said something to each other. Ye Anian listened silently and picked up some clues.
It turned out that after clarifying the truth that day, Mr. Wen asked the servants in the house to take the list he gave and start to compensate people in the town who had bought imitation Rubik's cubes.
Even if it is not on the list, as long as you come with a replica Rubik's Cube, you will get double compensation.
In this way, in just one day, all the bad rumors about Ye Anyian and the Wen family in the town disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, it was spread that Ye Ansong was the driving force behind this whole thing.
People at this time had little entertainment. As soon as the news about Ye Ansong came out, the streets, teahouses and restaurants were all filled with topics about him.
He was jealous of his younger brother and came up with vicious plots to get revenge; he fell in love with the second son of the Wen family and alienated their relationship, and took advantage of it; he and the second son of the Wen family went from being classmates to turning against each other. Because a little brother had a falling out.
In short, it was very lively and exciting.
Ye Annian just listened to everyone's gossip while happily selling his Mud Cry and small windmill.
Not long after, only about twenty of the cart full of mud he came to sell were sold, and the small windmills were all robbed.
As it gets darker, the people queuing up to buy things gradually disperse.
All the four shelves on the wooden cart were empty, and all the inventory in the cart was sold out, including the small windmill that was inserted into the cart for decoration.
Ye Anian raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and a plain-colored handkerchief was handed to him.
Jiang Zhu looked at him with a smile: "Business is good today, Boss Ye. How much did you make?"
"You count." Ye Annian took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead carefully, then took off the money bag from his waist and threw it towards Jiang Zhu.
"Oh." Jiang Zhu took it and weighed it, pressing his hands heavily.
He looked across the money bag and touched the strings of copper coins inside, and estimated: "There must be two taels anyway."
Ye Anqing laughed, raised his eyes, and saw Granny Qian from the wonton shop opposite, smiling lovingly at him.
With a thought in his mind, he turned over the carriage and found that there was still the last kitten-shaped Mud Mingwei. He picked it up and held it in his hand, striding towards Granny Qian.
"Mother-in-law, I just have the last one left, and it's for you."
Grandma Qian took it carefully and looked at it over and over: "It's really good. I haven't played with it in many years, old lady."
After she finished speaking, she put the mud-calling blowhole to her mouth, held in her breath and blew.
"beep!"
The whistle was clear and loud, resounding in the quiet West Street.
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