The old man looked at Jiang Feng and the others sitting there, and hurried over and bowed. The shopkeeper next to him said:

"This is our boss."

The old man said:

"The little old man's surname is Tang, just call me Tang Laoer. I wonder what it takes to find Xiao Laoer."

Jiang Feng drank the cup of tea in his hand, looked at the old man Tang in front of him, smiled and made the other person's body furrow, looking up and down at his outfit, afraid that there would be something missing, Jiang Feng said slowly:

"Old Tang, I want to buy this store, you can open a price."

When he said he wanted to buy this store, Old Man Tang and the shopkeeper were shocked, and the expressions on his face were incredible. Jiang Feng said it was troublesome when he saw it. It seemed that the other party had a deep relationship with this restaurant. If he bought it, there would be some trouble. However, Jiang Feng's expression remained unmoved and said hard:

"Give our family a good word and quote a price. Don't be like a sissy there."

When Old Man Tang heard this, his face was even more shocked and he was stunned. Zhang Liang glared at the back of Jiang Feng. The shopkeeper was anxious when he saw it. He quickly pushed it a few times. Old Man Tang reacted, gritted his teeth, and stretched out four fingers tremblingly and said:

"Master Jiang, what do you think about the four hundred taels?"

Jiang Feng did not answer, but just slowly smacked his lips, and kept silent. Zhao Xiucai stood up and said:

"This old man, although this restaurant looks neat, the business is really bad. My master has to spend money again after buying it. How can it be worth 400 taels? It's still more real. Give me a clear price."

Looking at Zhao Xiucai who was full of serious and talkative faces, Jiang Feng's face was calm, but he gave a thumbs up in his heart, thinking, this is such a badass. In order to cooperate with Zhao Xiucai's words, Jiang Feng casually untied the steel knife on his waist and placed it on the table.

This formation made Old Man Tang look red and unstable. After hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind and said:

"To be honest, I'm not afraid of losing my life. Some of the old people are important to have some money for retirement. Three hundred taels cannot be reduced."

"Three hundred taels are three hundred taels. Take your land deed. My apprentice goes to the nearby yamen to find a middle-aged man. Lao Zhao, come and write the document."

Jiang Feng took out three hundred taels of silver from his arms and placed it on the table. The people around him were all ordered by him and set the price. The old man Tang hurriedly turned back and went to the deed of the house and land deeds. The shopkeepers and workers around all looked strange.

The chefs in Zhike Kitchen outside all threw down their work and surrounded the Huifeng Tower. Maybe they were surprised. In a blink of an eye, they changed their employer.

Although Old Man Tang is old and has quite agile legs and feet, he quickly took the deeds and land deeds in his hand. The middle-aged man Zhang Liang invited and Zhao Xiucai's pen and ink were ready. Jiang Feng's instinctive feeling was a little wrong, but he couldn't say anything, so he came.

Zhao Xiucai has been wandering outside for many years, and writing letters and contracts on behalf of others is a good thing. In addition, this time it was the first time that he showed his writing skills in front of Jiang Feng, so he wrote a clean and neat transaction document. The middle-aged man invited from the yamen next to him pretended to read it, pressed his handprint, took Jiang Feng's two taels of silver and went back excitedly.

Since the Zhongren had already approved the documents, Old Man Tang had no objection. Both of them stamped the documents on the transaction and pressed their handprints. Jiang Feng looked at Zhao Xiucai and nodded there, and then gave his own 300 taels of silver notes openly. When Zhongren was reading the documents just now, Zhao Xiucai and Tiedan had already walked the Huifeng Tower inside and out, and found that they were basically in good condition. Jiang Feng was relieved.

The old man Tang was doing things in a neat manner. He collected silver in front of him. Before the tea from both sides was cold, the carriage from the big cart shop had already arrived outside. The old man Tang had no luggage, just carrying a small luggage roll and hurriedly got on the carriage. When he watched the old man Tang come out with his luggage from the house, Jiang Feng grew up in shock, thinking that this old man was more efficient than me in the 20th century.

However, he also thought that the old man might have been sad because the store changed hands, or thought he was unwilling to stay here for more, so he hurriedly rushed on the road and sat on the bench and said:

"Old man, I might as well do it here. You can live there, there is no need to walk in such a hurry."

This sentence was originally a kind-hearted intention, but when Old Man Tang heard it, he trembled all over, squeezed out a stiff smile at Jiang Feng, and hurriedly got on the carriage.

Jiang Feng and others looked at each other, subconsciously feeling something was wrong, but there was no suspicious sign at all. Zhao Xiucai and Jiang Feng both thought that they had "MSG" in their hands, as long as they opened a hotel, they would not lose money. Tiedan and Zhang Liang were both real rough people and would not think too much at all.

After thinking for a long time, the shopkeeper in the room wanted to speak but stopped, and the others didn't dare to speak at all. Jiang Feng turned around from the hard thoughts, waved his hand generously, and shouted:

"No one has to worry. It turns out that the work is done or what to do, and the wages remain unchanged. By the way, I am so hungry now that I ask the kitchen to cook a few dishes quickly."

The guys serving the side all looked strange. Jiang Feng shouted for the second time and then he realized that he ran down to greet the kitchen. Jiang Feng sat on the top of the table, looking at this restaurant that was not outstanding in the Ming Dynasty, and could even be said to be very ordinary. This location can be said to be remote compared to the street where he exchanged silver notes, and the only place that can be regarded as a benefit in the eyes of him, a modern person.

Perhaps the transportation here is relatively convenient, and it is very convenient to come here everywhere in the capital. In addition, the place is relatively secluded and not so messy. He thought it was very far away, and he had to make the first pot of gold here.

The master in the kitchen had no idea of ​​currying the new owner. He said that he simply fryed a few dishes, but he really made a few simple ones, including cold cucumbers, fried eggs, stir-fried shredded radish, and half a cooked chicken, and brought them up.

Zhang Liang frowned at a glance, and said with a bitter face:

"Master, this order of food is not enough for me to eat alone. Otherwise, I will serve as an apprentice. Let's go to the restaurant next to you for dinner. It is considered to be my Zhang Liang's apprenticeship banquet."

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