The first person to donate is the most thankless.

If he donates more, other merchants have to follow him, and he will be targeted by all.

Less donations will cause the emperor to be unhappy, and will also be the target of the officials present.

As for the court incentivizing everyone to seize the market, to be honest, this is not very attractive to merchants.Their main business focus is on the tapestry, and they will not invest too much manpower and material resources in cotton spinning and blending.If you are greedy, it will be a small loss.

Fang turned to Han Xiyi and asked Han Xiyi, “How much do you donate?”

The merchants Jia could not help secretly praise the wonderfulness he asked, Xie Yuyue was so generous, and his mother-in-law donated his ancestral property, what about the mother-in-law's family?She can't give 20 million to the Korean family.

Han Xiyi was more calm, and casually reported: "Han family 300,000 two."

This is already a very large number, I don't know how many weavers to weave how many gorgeous brocades, in order to earn so many silver two.People only see the tapestry family rich, and few people calculate how many generations they have saved!

At first, Fang said, “The Fang family is also 300,000.Two hundred thousand.

The hoarseness followed: "The Guo family is twenty thousand two."

After that, he explained to the Queen Mother, “Weaving is no better than tapestry and profit.My family has two workshops, and they haven't expanded, and they don't make much money."In fact, she only wants to donate 10,000, but if you look at this situation, it is impossible to not have some blood.

The Queen smiled and saw no anger.

The officials were not satisfied and made each other look.

Finally, the book is written by Feng Shang.

He has already submitted an old fold, and he has nothing to worry about.

He looked directly at the mute and taunted: "The Guo Weish girl is really generous!"I heard that since the debut of the weaver girl, every year and Xie Yuyue competed, how can this disaster shrink back, not compared with her?It seems that the weavers are just a well-known people, and the good reputation is earned, and when they see the real chapter, they shrink back."

In the first sight, they speak.

He tugged at him and stood up.

She looked seriously at Feng Shang's book, and the dark eyes were deep and dark, not as clear as usual, as if covered with a layer of fog, meaning inexplicable, but Feng Shang's book would clearly ask her: "Why do you always target me?"Where have I offended you?What evil have I done?”

The book was not soft, and she looked straight at her—

You have not done evil things, it is wrong to not advocate business; also to the merchant Jia put on the elegant skin, to attract and use the son of literary people, in order to raise the price, but also the sin is irresmissible!

Fang first saw Feng Shang book clear and mute to make an article, and his feelings of evil suddenly soared.Like a lurking cheetah, he let Qing dumb and Feng Shang talk about confrontation and find his own machine to attack.Han Xiyi Shen Hanqiu and others are on guard.At this time, they are not as good as the mute identity, can only wait like the beginning of the square, always ready to help, to help clean up the dumb.

He sat right next to Xie Ying, and smiled at her, as if to say, "You are really a bodhisattva, donating your ancestors, and we have become unjust."

He sat like a clock, but he frowned.

She did not expect that the donation of her ancestors would cause this trouble and misstep.

Now she and the family have become a target.

What do you need to solve?

Then he said, “You don’t want to give it to anyone.How much are adults willing to donate?”

Feng Shang Shu calmly said: "The old minister has returned to his hometown, and when he is about to go, he will lead the collection of funds to the emperor and the empress, how dare he not do mediocre."The old man changed his fortune and donated twenty thousand two thousand!”

How could he not be prepared for the bruises?

He raised money for the disaster relief with the help of the people.

Twenty thousand, as much as the Guo family donated.

However, the court officials do not have an industry like a merchant, and even if it is secretly operated, so he is incomparable to 20,000 of the Guo family, or compares the Guo family.

Ask yourself, “How much will adults donate next year?”How much will you donate the next year?”

The book is clear: “Next year... the year after...”

What will he donate next year?

The son was convicted, and he told the old man to go home and even make a living.

He then asked, “How much did the adults donate last year?”How much did you donate last year?”

The book of Feng Shang: “...”

Qing dumb around the hall of the merchants Jia said: "Fang family, and these people, donated every year, donated for many years."As long as there is a disaster in Jiangnan, they will provide disaster relief, build bridges, build schools... They are like hens who lay eggs in Dazhong, laying eggs every day.Is the Lord going to kill all these chickens today and stewed them in a pot?”

Feng Shang's face was red and white, and he was angry.

Several times he was humiliating, but the clear and hoarse words were very shallow truths, so that his face was helpless, he had already saved a stomach for hate, only to catch the mute wrong.

He changed the subject without trace: "People say that Guo Weaver is not good words, but the official has dealt with the weavers several times, and found that the weavers are tart and tactful."

The voice raised and said, “Adults are wrong!”

Feng Shang Shuliang said, “This official has wronged the weaver girl?”

He said, "Because I speak the truth, I am not like the hypocrites who take words and coax people, listen to them, and cannot stand the test of facts."

Feng Shang Shu said in a deep voice, “The weaver girl said that the official is a hypocrite?”

He asked, “Do adults dare to make a bet with me?”

Feng Shang Shu asked, “What do you want to bet on?”

His first bet with him wasn’t over yet.

He said, “Select two people, one wise and wise, one stupid, and give one of them two hundred dollars to make money.”A year later, look at who earns more.”

Feng Shang book in his heart, sneered: "Weaver girl wants to bet smart will make money?"

He said, “Wrong!It is not a good thing that people are too smart, sometimes smart is wrong, and it is right to do things realistically."

This makes many people suspicious and feel that the weaver girl is hiding herself.

At the beginning of the moon, a suspicion was sarcastic to himself.

The second of Feng Shang's book suspected that he was dumb and self-inflicted.

There are other officials and business...

Feng Shangfu asked angrily, “What does that weaver want to bet on?”

The dumb voice said: "Bitch they must earn a lot, the gap is very big."Let the earner give the money to another person, and bet that he will willingly promise?Would you agree to be resentful?“Do you want to bet on me?”

Feng Shang's heart sank into the bottom of the valley, and cold sweat came out on the forehead of the big winter.

Without waiting for him to answer, there was a buzzing below like a bee.

Does that still need to be answered?

Who will give their own money to others!

In this simple way, people realize the fact that saints are difficult!There are a lot of people in this world!Because the Fang family and other families are rich, in the face of disaster relief, people instinctively think that they should take more money; but few people think that the family's money is also one or two to earn back, year after year to accumulate, there is no reason to ask people to squander.

It is like begging for food, and it is a reason to hate the charity of too little.

Disasters are happening every year, and they really want to donate like this, and these people have collapsed early.

When he saw that Feng Shang book did not speak, he would let him go and asked, “Did the adults dare to bet?”

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Good morning girls, can you bet that I should double my ticket?People roll their eyes: Cut, word game!Ignore you!The field: I really am!(Unfinished.)