The new book of the burning prairie star

"Well, I heard about Zhao Si when I was doing business at the dock." Not knowing why Su Zhubu suddenly mentioned this Zhao Si, Yang Biao secretly calmed himself down and responded to the move.

"Oh, so how's your business at the dock?" Su Zhubu asked seemingly casually, but he was actually observing Yang Biao's reaction. He heard from the patrol team that they saw Yang Biao at the scene of the incident, so he wanted to test this guy's abilities.

However, Su Zhubu was destined to gain nothing this time. Yang Biao was not really only fourteen years old. He was a middle-aged man who was almost forty years old and had certain life experiences. He was a social veteran who smiled on the surface but was mumbling in his heart. How could he be easily tricked and reveal his flaws?

"Very well, thank you Master Su for your concern." Yang Biao replied readily.

"I heard that you only do business in the morning and not in the afternoon, is that right?" Su Zhubu's eyes became sharp. He suspected that one of Zhao Si's legs was broken by Yang Biao.

"Yes, I have to study and practice calligraphy in the afternoon." Yang Biao was respectful. He had planned the place to beat Zhao Si long ago and had chosen the right spot. He knew that no one would pass by that place normally, so he asked Yang Bowen to lead people there. Even if someone saw them by chance, everyone had disguised themselves so that their parents would not recognize them. If everyone stood in a row, the person would not recognize them. What was there to be afraid of?

"Have you ever been at the place where Zhao Si was beaten?" Su Zhubu looked at the young man in front of him with sharp eyes. This kid is really foolproof.

"Yes, I heard that the place where Zhao Si was beaten was very close to where the kid was at the time." Yang Biao remained calm, but then he became a little excited, "If the kid knew where he was beaten, he would have run there and kicked him a few times."

"Oh, do you have a grudge against Zhao Si?" Su Zhubu looked at him calmly.

"He beat me and smashed my car and my business items. I didn't pursue him just because I was afraid I couldn't beat him." Yang Biao growled a little, a little uncontrollably.

"Oh, you want to beat him?" Su Zhubu asked with a smile on his face.

"Yes, those people are too kind-hearted. If I were them, I would have wanted to break their hands and feet to relieve my hatred. They are too bullying!" Yang Biao said hatefully, his clenched fists turning white from using too much force.

"Well, you're lucky, someone got your revenge!" Su Zhubu couldn't see any problem. Yang Biao's reaction was indeed in line with the mentality of a young man who was beaten. He patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "If you have any problems in the future, just come to me. No one will bully you again."

"Thank you, Su Zhubu. I am very grateful!" Yang Biao bowed deeply to him. He had studied psychology in college and could infer the other person's inner thoughts based on their micro-expressions and behavioral reactions.

"Well, go ahead." Su Zhubu helped Yang Biao up, and then remembered something, "You bought the farm and transferred it, but you have to pay a purchase tax of half of the transaction amount, did you know?" He was afraid that the young man didn't understand these things. It is customary for the purchase tax to be shared equally by the buyer and the seller.

"Ah, there is such a thing. The kid knows about it now. Thank you, Master Su, for telling me!" Yang Biao was so focused on becoming a land owner that he completely forgot that he had to pay purchase tax when buying and transferring land.

But these were not written into the contract, and he couldn't go back on his word and ask people to re-sign the contract. He had little roots in the county, and if he really made a fuss, he would not win. It seemed that he had to bear the purchase tax alone.

The morning light was just beginning to appear, the fields were refreshing, the sun shone through the east window, the rainy days had stopped, and I was very happy to see the long-lost sunshine. It was already November, and Yang Biao decided not to go to the dock to sell cold noodles anymore. When he was tired of studying, he went to the cloth shop and two farms to relax and refresh his mind.

"Yang Biao, does your cloth shop still have those small animal cloths?" Shopkeeper Liu's grandson likes to wear clothes with sika deer on them, but yesterday when he was playing with his friends, his clothes got torn and he cried for a long time. It was not until Shopkeeper Liu said he would buy him new clothes of the same style that he finally smiled.

"Yes, there are. I just made it last night." Yang Biao couldn't sleep last night and had no mood to read, so he got up to print and dye cloth.

"Hurry up and cut the size for me. Make two sets of clothes by this evening." Shopkeeper Liu hurriedly took out his grandson's size. He and Yang Biao were friends, so he didn't need to follow the first-come-first-served principle of the cloth shop. Of course, he still had to pay for the expedited production. It was just in time for him to change his grandson into new clothes before dinner and make the child happy.

"Put everything else aside for now and free up your hands to make clothes for Manager Liu as soon as possible." He said to a tailor in the cloth shop. Although he felt uncomfortable that Manager Liu did not tell him about the purchase tax, Yang Biao still maintained his proper demeanor.

"Oh, by the way, I have raised the remaining money. When Manager Liu is free, can we go to the county government office to handle the transfer?" Yang Biao wanted to get the farm business done as soon as possible and sever ties with Manager Liu as soon as possible, so that he could do business with him in the future.

"Oh, you have more than 2,000 taels of silver so quickly?" Manager Liu was quite surprised. The stipulated two-month period was not even halfway through, and this kid had earned so much silver in such a short time. It was really a sign of youth! "I am always available, but Su Zhubu is usually not on duty at the county government office in the afternoon. How about we go to the county government office at 9:00 p.m. tomorrow to find Su Zhubu to handle the matter?" When going to the government office to handle matters, it is better to find someone you know to handle the matter. It is very frustrating to meet someone you don't know and be deliberately made difficult by someone.

"Yes, sure." Yang Biao nodded and thought for a moment, "Has Manager Liu been to the prefectural capital?" He wanted to ask which streets in the prefectural capital had the most people, and which restaurant was the largest and most luxurious. He was thinking of selling his own sorghum wine to Guangping Prefecture, and by the way, find a shop to separate it so that half of it sold wine and the other half sold cloth.

"Well, of course I've been there." More than once. He had to report the operation of Huanxi Restaurant in the county town, its daily turnover, performance, etc. to his boss who lived in the prefectural capital at the end of each year, so he went to Guangping Prefecture once a year. "Why are you asking this?"

"Oh, nothing, just asking casually." Yang Biao was secretly annoyed. Didn't he say he wanted to cut off ties with him? It's not like he had been to the capital city before, so why was he asking about him again?

"Let me tell you, Guangping Prefecture is much more lively than Wenchang County..." Shopkeeper Liu wanted to introduce to Yang Biao how lively the prefecture was, but when he saw the latter flipping through the account book on the counter with a dull expression, he stopped talking.