Judge of the Song Dynasty Chapter 204: Heroes of Erbi

Not long after Ma Tianhao and the others left, Fan Li came back from the outside.

"How was the talk?"

Zhang Fei asked.

Fan Li nodded and said: "Li Guozhong said, as long as our firm guarantees that we will not fight a lawsuit with them on the contract regulations in the future, then they will agree to use our contract, but the contract must be signed."

Zhang Fei nodded: "No problem, I will draw up a contract then, and you can talk to them later."

To be honest, these bookstores are the big ones who signed the contract. Although they are in the same industry, Zhang Fei, who is now extremely vicious, is unwilling to let go, so he asked Fan Li to talk to them.

We all have a unified contract, at least in terms of the contract regulations, there will be no conflicts.

After all, they may meet in court.

Li Guozhong and the others are also afraid of Zhang Fei, and they also know in their hearts that their own regulations are full of tricks. Since Zhang Fei came to mention this matter, they really dare not refuse.

Fan Li suddenly asked: "Sanlang, are you short of money?"

In their eyes, Zhang Fei is tall and high-profile, and suddenly fiddled with the sale of these few pennies, then don't think about it, there must be a problem with the funds.

Zhang Fei sighed: "I'm not going to hide it from you. Originally, I planned to rely on my fame to fight more lawsuits to make more money, but now even you dare not accept those lawsuits that damage my reputation. It can be seen that this reputation first destroys us. Bound.

But if fame can't be turned into profit, what's the point? We don't want to leave a name in history. So I can only find another way. But don't underestimate the fact that this contract is only a few pennies, but as long as the weight is large enough, you will definitely earn a lot of money.

You have to send someone to publicize it later. Ordinary people can also buy our contracts. They ask someone to write a contract. Most of them are more expensive than ours. "

"If everyone in the world uses our contract, we can indeed make a lot of money!"

Fan Li nodded slightly, but then said again: "But the purpose of each person's contract is different, most of them are not suitable for printing, right?"

Zhang Fei said: "I'll take care of this, you stand by and ask those pens to show me the contracts that everyone uses."

"Hey!"

Fan Li nodded, and suddenly said: "That's right! Speaking of this lawsuit, I almost forgot to tell you something. Just now I found out that Li Guozhong's bookstore took over the lawsuit about his son's dispute over the house with his neighbors." .”

Zhang Fei was stunned: "Really?"

Fan Li hummed, "He also knew that we didn't pick up, so he just asked me why we didn't pick up. I think he probably wanted to ask if we helped that aunt."

Zhang Fei asked: "Then did you tell them?"

"Of course not."

Fan Li shook his head, "It's better for us not to say anything."

Zhang Fei smiled and nodded, "It's good for Zhiqian to practice with them."

It was already the middle of the night, and Zhang Fei was still working at his desk. He had to draw up all kinds of contracts earlier, because he would have to make engravings, which would take a lot of time.

It can be seen that it is really not easy for this traveler to make money.

He doesn't dare to use any black technology now.

After graduating from liberal arts, he only knew some principles, and now he understands that it will take a long way to turn these principles into products.

A moveable type printing technique has burned nearly a thousand pieces before the finished movable type has been produced.

Although his requirements are relatively high, this technology is still the Northern Song Dynasty's own.

He didn't have a solid foundation, so he really didn't dare to try again.

Too expensive.

As always, Gao Wenyin stood silently by the side, holding a cattail fan, helping Zhang Fei to fan the wind to drive away mosquitoes.

This woman is really an addictive poison, subtly making you dependent on her.

Anyway, Zhang Fei cannot do without her.

Zhang Fei suddenly put down his pen, rubbed his eyes, and thought, the era without electric lights is really not suitable for working night shifts!

When Gao Wenyin saw it, she said softly: "Three

Lang, such a thing can actually be done by Seventh Brother. "

Since Zhang Fei and Xu Zhiqian confirmed their relationship, she consciously and slowly changed the name of Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei was clear in his heart, and he didn't point it out. He looked back at her and explained: "This first draft cannot be written by someone else."

Gao Wenyin asked: "Why?"

"Because..."

Zhang Fei paused for a moment, then turned to say: "How about Madam, sit down first, and you stand here, I still have to twist my neck to talk to you."

"Oh."

Gao Wenyin hurriedly sat down, and fanned her feet with her fan.

Zhang Fei explained: "If I don't write by hand, but just say it with my mouth, then I can only give a rough idea, but this is not a pleadings, but a contract. I can't miss any details. The first draft must be my job." Write it by hand, and after you finish writing it, give it to Lao Qi to have a look."

This is actually a matter of habit. Writing and dictation are completely two kinds of thinking.

In addition, Xu Zhiqian was always helping with this matter, but Xu Zhiqian is busy preparing for the lawsuit now, and Zhang Fei also intends to let Feng Nanxi try.

Feng Nanxi's writing style is not as gorgeous as Xu Zhiqian's, but she is very sophisticated, after all, she was born as a knife writer.

In terms of pleadings, it may not be as touching as Xu Zhiqian's pleadings, but in terms of contracts, it should be more suitable than Xu Zhiqian.

Gao Wenyin nodded, not knowing the difference, seeing that Zhang Fei didn't intend to continue writing, so she said curiously: "But I just saw that there are many gaps in the contract, this is Why?"

She was watching from the side just now, wondering why those blank spaces were reserved.

Zhang Fei said: "I plan to print these contracts and then sell them to merchants and citizens. You should know that many people nowadays are illiterate and are often deceived when signing contracts with others. After printing, they only need to spend two or three dollars to buy a contract from me, and they can avoid some risks of being cheated. So those blanks are reserved for the person who signed the contract to write the name and date. They can write it themselves."

Gao Wenyin's eyes lit up: "This idea is really good. No wonder you wrote a loan contract just now, Saburo. The most commonly used contract by the common people is the loan contract."

Zhang Fei suddenly glanced at her, "It turns out Madam can read and write!"

Gao Wenyin let out a cry, and said shyly, "I learned something from my father when I was young, but I can't do it with Mrs. Xu."

"Really?" Zhang Fei asked, "What does your father do?"

Gao Wenyin said sadly: "My father used to be a squire in Qin Township, Xiangfu County. He passed away five years ago."

“Where is your mother?”

"My mother died a long time ago."

"Then don't you have any other relatives in your family?" Zhang Fei asked again.

Gao Wenyin hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

Zhang Fei saw that she seemed unwilling to talk more, and he didn't want to ask more questions. Suddenly, he saw several red spots on the snow-white skin on the back of her left hand, which looked like they were bitten by mosquitoes, so he said, "You just care about it." Help me drive away the mosquitoes, and see how you have been bitten."

Gao Wenyin looked down, quickly withdrew her hand, shook her head lightly and said, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

Zhang Fei shook his head helplessly, and saw that she was wearing a gray hemp skirt, which did not show her plump and exquisite figure, and didn't even give her a chance to indulge her eyes, so she asked, "Why are you wearing this hemp skirt?" , our family is already so poor that we can’t even afford silk?”

Gao Wenyin hurriedly said: "No, it's just that I have to cook something for you later, so it's more suitable to wear this hemp skirt."

Zhang Fei nodded and stood up suddenly, "Let's go, let's go together."

Gao Wenyin hurriedly got up and said, "No need, I'll be fine by myself. Just take a rest first, it will be fine in a while."

Zhang Fei said with a smile: "I just sat for a long time and wanted to move around a bit. I will cook tonight, and I will take it as a thank you for feeding the mosquitoes for me."

Gao Wenyin subconsciously hid her hands behind her back, making Zhang Fei burst into laughter.

A cup of tea.

"How does it taste?"

Zhang Fei propped his hands on the kitchen table, looking at the only guest in the room with a chef-like demeanor.

"Smooth and refreshing, really delicious." Gao Wenyin nodded happily, and then asked Zhang Fei, "What's the name of this dish?"

"Intestine powder."

"Intestine powder?"

Gao Wenyin looked down at the white dough wrapped in sauce and minced meat on the plate.

"Don't ask me why I'm called this name, I don't know." Saying that, Zhang Fei sat down.

Gao Wenyin glanced at Zhang Fei secretly, and said very curiously: "Sanlang, logically speaking, you scholars rarely cook in the kitchen, why do you know how to cook so well?"

Zhang Fei shook his head and sighed: "It's a long story. My grandfather told me that good cooking can make women happy. It's a pity that women now like poetry and poetry. I have a good cooking skill. But there is nowhere to display it."

Gao Wenyin's cheeks were stained immediately, and she said shyly, "You must have made this up, no grandpa would say that."

Zhang Fei chuckled, noncommittal, and said: "But you must not tell Xiao Tao, otherwise, she will be sullen for a few days."

When Gao Wenyin thought about Xiaotao's sulking over hot pot those days, she couldn't help but chuckle, with two charming dimples slightly showing at the corners of her mouth, she nodded and said, "Can Sanlang teach me how to make rice rolls?"

Zhang Fei said in astonishment: "What did you learn to do?"

"I learned to cook for you!"

"Oh good!"

Three consecutive days of high-intensity work, Zhang Fei finally wrote six sample contracts, two of which were contracts for real estate transactions.

There are also two contracts on the trading of commodities, namely tea, salt, wine, and sugar.

The remaining two are about loans.

Of course, this is only the first draft. After all, the style of writing these days is different from that of his time. Although he has made some progress, this thing is too professional, so he still directly dumps it on Feng Nanxi.

And he continued to review the more common contracts at present, and he planned to monopolize all the contracts of Tokyo shops.

This transaction is actually a small profit but quick turnover.

"I'm really mad at me."

Xu Zhiqian suddenly walked in angrily.

Zhang Fei immediately stopped what he was doing, glanced at her, and said with a smile, "Who made Xu Daerbi angry?"

Xu Zhiqian didn't care about this title at first, but Zhang Fei's tone made her feel that this title was not very good, so she gave her a little white look, and said: "This good guy is too good, and the bad guy is too bad, it's really irritating. Then Aunt Liu Seeing that Second Uncle Huang was aggressive and wanted to file a lawsuit with her, she was so frightened that she planned to abandon the house, and even said that she would return the deed to Second Uncle Huang."

Zhang Fei frowned: "Then what should I do?"

Xu Zhiqian said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I went, and Aunt Liu's son was not very willing, so it was hard to persuade Aunt Liu. But Uncle Huang is really not a thing, you know? , He was also afraid of being said that he was not filial, so he threatened his mother in private, and asked the mother to tell the neighbors that she herself did not want to live with her son. Unexpectedly, there are such people in the world, what a beast.”

"Did his mother say that?" Zhang Fei asked with a frown.

Xu Zhiqian nodded: "I just told Aunt Liu secretly, telling others that I am used to living in the old house, and I don't want to live with my son. Then Uncle Huang usually just passes by, so he just stopped by to have a look. Once I saw that the rice vat was out of rice, and I didn’t even say I would send some rice. Now I’m still going around saying that it was Aunt Liu who took advantage of his mother’s illness to cheat his family’s land deed.”

Zhang Fei said: "This is very difficult."

Xu Zhiqian frowned and said, "But the neighbors are seeing all this, they can testify."

Zhang Fei sighed: "But this lawsuit is beneficial to him, and his mother said so outside, so he has reason to excuse himself. As long as there is no sufficient reason, the presiding officer will generally not sentence us. Win."

Speaking of which, he paused for a while,

"By the way, there should be a written certificate for the transfer of the title deed, right?"

"Yes."

Xu Zhiqian nodded, and then pulled out a piece of paper from her waist, "I just copied it down, but I haven't paid taxes yet, so it can only be regarded as a white deed."

Zhang Fei said: "Not more than two months?"

"No."

"That works."

After Zhang Fei took it over and looked at it for a while, he suddenly murmured: "Repay..."

Xu Zhiqian said: "Then Granny Huang gave Aunt Liu her house in order to repay Aunt Liu's kindness in serving her left and right. Do you want to see this house as a reward for taking care of Granny Huang?"

Zhang Fei said: "You have already thought of it."

Xu Zhiqian nodded: "But I'm afraid it won't cost much. Uncle Huang is willing to spend money to file a lawsuit, so he will definitely be willing to pay this amount of remuneration. I calculated it, even if it is calculated as five pennies a month, it will only take three years." One hundred and eighty pennies, but compared to the value of that house, it is nothing. If this is the result, it is too cheap, Second Uncle Huang."

"That's true."

Zhang Fei nodded, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "We have the final say on how much we want, it can be 180 guan, or 1800 guan, and it's not about how much the sentence is. The other party has the final say, but the chief interrogator has the final say."

Xu Zhiqian said: "The presiding judge has to make a judgment according to the law. You can't say the number casually. You have to have a basis. If you talk about the basis, five pennies is enough."

Zhang Fei smiled and said, "Did you forget that I am the best at claiming compensation. Now we have to consider how to convince the chief judge."