"This kid is really interesting. He suddenly couldn't find someone when he was a good deal. This made me almost fooled. As a result, I'm here again. What does he mean?" Wen Desheng frowned and said.

"Maybe something really delayed. Why? The young master doubted his identity?" asked Manager Xie.

"It turned out to be suspicious. But he didn't show any flaws. Especially after he went to Hangzhou, someone once reported to me that he was the Jinyiwei. His real name was Zhang Mu. I was half-believing and half-doubted. But later when I saw the delivery date, he disappeared. He became even more suspicious. So I sent someone to check his hometown. As a result, the person sent yesterday came back and told me that Zhang Mu has now become a wanted criminal.

If he was Zhang Mu and the court wanted to kill him, how could he work for the court again? And he took such a big risk to appear here to swagger? I think his identity is fine. Wang Gang just said that he was indeed a military man. He should be the comprador of Duke Cao's family." Wen Desheng said.

"What are the young master worried about?" asked Manager Xie.

"Oh, I can't explain it clearly. I always feel that this kid is full of weirdness. Maybe I'm too worried. Let me do this. Let me inform him tomorrow and I'm going to see him. It's getting late, I'm going back." Wen Desheng finally stood up impatiently and said.

Manager Xie hurriedly gave him a message.

The next day, it rained heavily, from early morning to noon.

Hongfulou, located in the west of Wenzhou City, is the best restaurant in Wenzhou City.

However, there is no way to compare the current Wenzhou City with the future Wenzhou City.

Wenzhou in the Ming Dynasty, in today's terms, was just a third-tier city, and it was often invaded by pirates. The people were unwilling to live here.

The modern Wenzhou City is already a metropolis, which is far from the same.

Therefore, the best Hongfu Building in Wenzhou City is just a second-story attic. It was already ten days old and it was very deserted inside.

The waiter sat listlessly at the door, and the wine guise hung outside was as mottled as a baby's diapers, swaying in the wind.

Seeing a carriage coming from afar, the waiter quickly got up.

This year, the hierarchy is very strict.

Most people cannot ride in horse-drawn carriages. Even rich people who are rich can only ride in mule carriages or donkey carriages.

Only officials are qualified to ride the carriage, but in Wenzhou City, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and this kind of usurpation is not harmful.

It's like seeing "A--V" is illegal, but no one cares about it.

However, there are only a few companies in Wenzhou City who can ride a carriage.

So the waiter ran out to greet him in the drizzle.

After the carriage stopped, the servant who was chasing the carriage opened the yellow paper umbrella. Wen Desheng got off the carriage.

When the waiter saw that it was Master Wen, he hurriedly bowed his waist and said, "Young Master Wen, please invite me inside, the guests inside are long."

Wen Desheng smiled and took out a few copper coins and threw them on the ground. The waiter hurriedly bowed his waist to pick it up.

Seeing Wen Desheng enter the restaurant with a whisper of silk and satin, the waiter muttered in his heart: "When will I make so much money?"

Wen Desheng went to the second floor private room with a familiarity. He pushed open the door and saw Zhang Mu sitting on the side of the wine table.

Behind him was a man wearing a gray coarse cloth. His eyes were sharp and murderous intent, which made Wen Desheng feel a little depressed.

When Zhang Mu saw him coming in, he hurriedly stood up to greet him: "Mr. Wen is so grateful that I am very grateful to you. Sit quickly and sit quickly."

"Where did Mr. Yan say that? When you arrive in Wenzhou, you are a guest and I am the master. I should invite you first, but you invited me first. I am very ashamed." Wen Desheng greeted.

The two of them sat down and Zhang Mu poured wine for him.

After eating a few cups first, the atmosphere gradually became active.

Wen Desheng carefully observed the big man standing behind Zhang Mu. From beginning to end, he didn't look at him, and he didn't see him, as if he didn't exist, standing there like a clay sculpture.

Wen Desheng thought in his heart: "It's extraordinary to be a servant of a wealthy family."

The two of them were chatting about family matters, and Zhang Mu talked about some of his experiences along the way, but he was still having a very speculative conversation.

Wen Desheng was not able to see Zhang Mu ask him about the sea goods business, which made him smile a little uncontrollably, "I wonder what Mr. Yan is doing when he is in Wenzhou this time?"

Zhang Mu was waiting for him to speak, and then smiled and said, "I'm ashamed to say that I had already negotiated with Mr. Wen last time. I was going to do a big deal. Unfortunately, the Duke's mansion was busy with chores and went to another place, but it was delayed. I deserve to die. I'm sorry for this matter. If I don't say anything else, I will punish myself for three cups."

"Of course, the Duke's Mansion cannot be compared with other places. Why should I be polite?" Wen Desheng smiled.

"To be honest, Brother Wen should not dislike me when I say this. Originally, this is a sea-going person, and the Duke of the State did not take it seriously. So I have no choice. You know, I am a servant, and I dare not go against the Duke's intentions, right? So I was delayed. This time I came here just to see if there is still a chance? If not, I would not be difficult for me. We will not be able to make a deal for the right person. We will have a chance to be together in the future. Secondly, I will come to apologize to Brother Wen in person. This is indeed something I did wrong." Zhang Mu smiled.

Wen Desheng was still a little doubtful when he heard this, but he was completely relieved.

He was originally worried that Zhang Mu would do it carefully, but now it seems that Duke Cao did not take this deal seriously. After all, it was Duke Guo’s Mansion, and he didn’t take it seriously.

If Zhang Mu begs him to do it, it will make people feel suspicious. It seems that just as Zhang Mu said, this deal is just an optional thing, which will make Wen Desheng more at ease.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "What Brother Yan said? But..., it's a bad idea to leave now."

Zhang Muxin was in his throat, but he still smiled indifferently: "I don't make things difficult for me, it's hard to do it now, so I'll be in a hurry anyway."

Wen Desheng asked curiously: "What? Is there any change in the opening of the market in the north?"

"This is not. Come and drink." Zhang Mu smiled when he changed the subject.

Wen Desheng felt even more confused.

Originally, Duke Cao asked for silver to be used to trade with the barbarians in the north. If there were any twists and turns in the opening of the market, it would be understandable. After all, the court debated endlessly about the opening of the border.

But if the market opening was not blocked, then there was only one reasonable explanation, that is, Duke Cao had other ways to get silver.

This made Wen Desheng feel a little unable to sit still.

After all, climbing up to the big tree of Duke Cao is only beneficial to the Wen family, but not harmful.

Moreover, when the northern border opens in the future, some money can be made. The Wen family has been doing seafood trading for so many years and is worried all day long. If they can do some legal business, it will be something they can't afford.

He picked it up and was drunk, pretending to be a little drunk, saying, "Brother Yan hasn't seen you for a month, why are you getting divorced from me? Although the current sea goods business is not easy to do, I still have to give you the face of Duke Cao if you don't look at monks and Buddha's face. Let's do my best. If you can't do it, don't blame me."

Zhang Mu's heart finally landed on the ground, and his back was soaked with sweat just now.
Chapter completed!