The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 612

[Chapter 612 The so-called rare thing is valuable]

Several young men looked at each other again, nodded, and responded: “Master Ding, you guys know this, and you will try your best to do it.”

Ding Tong nodded and waved his hand. : “Now that you know, let’s go back.”

“Master Na Ding, the boys have to leave first.”

The mood of the boys was like riding a roller coaster, rising to the peak and falling to the bottom again, with twists and turns. No big deal in the end.

However, the mood of the people in Ding Mansion has always been at the bottom and has never improved.

Those servants are not qualified to discuss.

But the young man walked up to Ding Tong and said anxiously: “Dad, these colored glasses are worth at least three thousand taels of silver. Why did you smash them?” When

Ding Tong heard this, he turned around and looked at him. He stroked his beard, with an unpredictable expression on his face, and spoke slowly: “There are only seven pieces of colored glaze in the entire capital.

Now there are only two pieces left, one is a defective product, and the other is a treasure. “How much do you think this only treasure is worth?”

“This”

young man was slightly startled when he heard his father’s words, and then a look of contemplation appeared on his face.

After a moment, he suddenly realized: “Dad, I understand what you mean.

This colored glaze is rare and valuable. Now there are only two pieces left, and one is a defective product. The remaining piece is naturally valuable. A rising tide lifts all boats.

Originally, it was only worth two thousand taels, but now it is more than five thousand taels!”

When Ding Tong heard this, he looked at his son with an expression of relief and taught: “You are still young, you have a lot of money! You can’t just look at things on the surface.

You can’t just care about temporary gains and losses. Otherwise, you can only stand still and stagnate.”

“My child, please follow your father’s teachings,”

the young man said respectfully with an expression of admiration on his face.

After the two people finished speaking, they carried the only remaining glass treasure and returned to their house.

The boy from Baolefang was still in a daze.

They are just ordinary boys, and they only know that the silver in their hands is real silver.

How can one understand the thoughts of a shrewd Erdao dealer? After returning to Baolefang, he will naturally tell the truth.

After Wang Baole heard this, he frowned, looked at the boy, and asked, “Did you see with your own eyes that he smashed it by himself, rather than falling down without holding on?”

“Young man can see clearly. It’s clear, there’s no way it’s wrong!”

The boy was naturally very sure.

At this point, he seemed to have thought of something, and added: “By the way, shopkeeper, Ding Tong also asked us to spread the news, saying that the more people who know, the better.

And there is no accountability at all. Meaning.”

When Wang Baole heard this, his brows slowly opened, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said, “I understand, so he thinks so, he is

truly a member of the Ministry of Rites . After

“Old Fox”

finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something again, and his smile became a little sarcastic.

The reason is very simple, because just at noon, the young master sent several more glazed treasures. No matter in terms of appearance, light transmittance, or shape, compared with the previous seven, they were all superior.

This Ding Tong thinks he is smart, but he doesn’t know that in the end he is trapped in a cocoon.

It’s really ridiculous.

Wang Baole sighed with emotion, then stopped laughing, looked at the boy, waved his hand, and ordered: “Okay, I understand this matter, just do whatever you need to do. “

Yes, from the shopkeeper.”

After hearing this, the boy finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

He only took one step, but stopped again, looked back at Wang Baole, and asked: “The shopkeeper, are we going to do those things that Ding Tong asked us to do or not?”

“After all, he is also a member of the Communist Party of China. Sir, since I have told you, just do as I please.”

Wang Bao said casually, waving his hands as if he didn’t care at all.

“Yes, from the shopkeeper!”

So, in the next few days, the news spread throughout the capital.

That is, the glazed treasures purchased by Mr. Dingtong, the Minister of Etiquette, for five thousand taels, were all smashed to the ground and turned into a pile of useless fragments before half a stick of incense was received.

In the end, only one treasure was left, intact.

All of a sudden, everyone was talking about the news, whether in restaurants, streets, teahouses, or even the Grand Theater of the Capital.

Everyone found it funny at first, and then felt a little dazed after laughing.

What exactly is Master Ding thinking?

Such a fine glass treasure, just smash it if you say it should be smashed?

It would be better to sell it to them cheaper.

There are definitely a few people who hold this idea, especially those who love glazed treasures but don’t have much money. They are even more angry and want to go to Ding Mansion to find Na Ding. Same theory.

However

, two days later, another piece of news came, which shocked them all.

That is, many distinguished people came to visit Mr. Ding and wanted to purchase this glass treasure.

I heard that some people are offering prices as high as 7,000 taels!

That’s seven thousand taels!

It turns out that Lord Ding only spent five thousand taels on the five glazed treasures.

Suddenly, many people’s outlook on life collapsed.

What kind of world is this? Money is no longer money?

Then, in the eyes of these nobles, especially those who love colored glaze.

This glass treasure is even more precious than the previous five.

Not

a word from him.

Things are rare and valuable!

“Brother Tian, it’s not that Ding thinks the price is too low, it’s just that I really like this piece of colored glaze. Some time ago, Mr. Fang, the head of the Department of Revenue, offered six thousand taels.

And the wealthy man from Jiangnan even offered seven thousand taels .

Qianliang, I didn’t blink an eye, do you know why?

In other words, I just like it!

I really like this glass treasure.”

In the main hall of Ding’s house, Ding Tong was sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, drinking. The tea was served with a faint smile on his face. He looked at the merchant in front of him and said these words slowly.

In the past, when these businessmen saw him, it was not like a mouse seeing a cat.

Now, because of Prince Ning, they can call each other brothers.

However, he didn’t care at all. As long as he could give him money, what did it mean to be brothers?

What’s more, although the Chu State was a country of scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, the status of merchants has been increasing day by day over the past hundred years. Now, the difference in status between these wealthy businessmen and the civil and military ministers of the fifth and sixth grades above the court is no longer so obvious. .

Of course, this is all thanks to their enlightened monarch who did not deliberately suppress these merchants.

“Master Ding, I won’t talk about these nonsense. The last quotation is eight thousand taels!

What do you think?”

(End of Chapter)