Uncle Liu had a smile on his face and his expression was very relaxed, but there was a bit of regret in his eyes.
"Zhang Yuankong has a lot of good knowledge, but it's a pity that he went astray," Uncle Liu sighed, "I have wasted all these years of hard work. As long as he is good and sends him to the imperial examination in two years, he will be able to go smoothly.
Li is now an official, and he is the most promising person in my hands."
"If he does what I say, I will let him have no worries."
Sun Zhuang sighed and said: "It's all because of that ignorant scholar. He has been doing well all these years. Who would have thought that he would suddenly go crazy and help the people in the village."
"The hero is saddened by the beauty gate," Uncle Liu said with a bit of sarcasm in his expression, "I asked him to go around with Bai Yushu to ask for news about the village, but he was fascinated by the people. If it hadn't been for Sun Ji's appearance this time
Come on, I really didn’t realize that Zhang Yuan had separated from us a long time ago.”
Sun Zhuang nodded: "Fortunately, there was no big commotion, and everything was settled before Zhao Jingyun returned to Taozhou."
Uncle Liu continued: "There is still one last step left, and we have to make a good plan before it can be completed. We have to settle this case, otherwise Zhao Jingyun will keep ordering people to investigate. Although they can't find us, we must always be on guard.
Something went wrong.”
Sun Zhuang responded: "Don't worry, Cha Shuo over there has been fooled. We will close the net as soon as he comes."
Uncle Liu nodded and picked up some snacks to eat.
Drinking tea and eating snacks made the cellar feel a little more comfortable.
Sun Zhuang said: "Then...are people still watching over there in Fengxia Village? The girl said she would go back and help me ask other people in the village. If she knows about Ah Shu, she will come to the shop to look for me."
At this point, Sun Zhuang frowned: "But I think that girl is just trying to get more money. Those people look honest, but in fact they are full of dirty things. No wonder they can settle down in Taozhou. I don't know what they have planned before and after.
How much money.”
"Isn't that great?" Uncle Liu said, "It's easier to control if you ask for something than asking for nothing. At least you can find out what she wants. If you have money on the line, she will also help you find out the information. If you can't find it,
When I hear the news, I will also send a message. How much money can a peasant woman take?"
Sun Zhuang thought about the thirty rat skins, and found that they were indeed not many.
Sunzhuang understood what the uncle meant.
These people are really cheap.
Sun Zhuang stood up and was about to leave when he heard the sound of footsteps. The two of them raised their heads and saw Uncle Liu's entourage.
The attendants saluted with eager expressions on their faces.
Uncle Liu said: "What's wrong?"
The entourage looked at Sun Zhuang, who took a few steps back, and then he whispered a few words in Uncle Liu's ear.
Uncle Liu's eyebrows immediately wrinkled. He raised his eyes and looked at Sun Zhuang: "Something went wrong. We have to take the last step tonight, otherwise it will be too late."
"Try to find Cha Shuo and take him to see Zhang Yuan."
…
The bamboo basket Zhao Xuejing held was already full, and the money was almost spent.
More than twenty dollars, just gone.
Zhao Xuejing sighed inwardly. After they arrived in Taozhou, the entire village might not have spent as much money as this.
Paper, ink, pens, inkstones, and books cost real money, so children from poor families don't even have to think about literacy or reading.
Just buy it.
Unlike Mrs. Yang, Zhao Xuejing can think freely and can't make money without spending money. Besides, when he came to the city, he didn't expect Sister Luo to be able to sell leather. He brought ten thousand dollars from home.
The ten dollars was later spent on Sister Luo.
Sister Luo has been out all day, so I should buy some cloth to make her clothes.
Zhao Xuejing has finally understood their family. If you want to show your face, it depends on Sister Luo. If you have the cloth, it will not only be used by my mother, but also by Sister Luo.
"Let's go look at the cloth and buy some food," Zhao Luoyang said. "We must make new clothes for Nai during the New Year."
Others in the family don't need it. Her grandma wears new clothes to look good during the New Year. When the time comes, their children and grandchildren will kneel down and kowtow. How wonderful! Even their own elders don't have new clothes to wear. How incompetent they are.
When it comes to buying grain, it's because the government office has reorganized the rice shops in the city, so the relocated residents can buy slightly cheaper grain, but each person is only allowed to buy one liter of rice.
For some immigrants, a liter of rice is of some use, but those who have used up their savings on the road may have a difficult time.
Once these rice grains are sold, we have to wait to see if the imperial court can allocate relief to the northwest.
"I won't buy any food for now," Zhao Xuejing said. "We'll wait until Wangjiazhuangzi has settled the money and then we'll see. I'll buy some more cloth and make clothes for you. You earned the money from selling your furs, so I can give it to you wherever you can."
at home?"
Zhao Xuejing patted his waist: "There are still ten guan of money here, I will give it to you in a moment."
Zhao Luoyang knew what her third uncle meant, and everyone in the family was thinking about her, but she couldn't tell everyone that she had money.
Those rat skins were sold and wealth points were gained.
When I exchanged the Rat Skin from the system, I spent 90 yuan, but sold it for 900 coins. Nine hundred coins is 297 points of wealth.
She earned 207 wealth points from one piece of skin.
She quietly calculated before selling the skins that the system would not let her make a lot of money. In fact, the Liu family's fur collection should be between 500 and 600 cash.
In order to get some words out of her, I charged nine hundred cents a piece.
So she made a lot of money.
"Third uncle," Zhao Luoyang whispered, "we buy cloth and silk, and we also need food. First, we will buy all the food for our family on a per capita basis. After a while, when there is more food, we will come back and buy it again to save the winter."
There is enough food."
Zhao Xuejing shook his head: "We can only buy grain at this price once. I asked the rice shop clerk just now, and they all said that there is not enough grain to sell. When it snows, the grain donated by the court will not be transported."
Zhao Luoyang said: "There must be food. Just like Yuan Rang said there is enough charcoal. Even if Taozhou burns a few granaries, everyone will save enough to eat, and people will not starve to death. There is no food now, because someone will
I hid the food and wanted to sell it again after the heavy snowfall."
"When Mr. Zhao first arrived, those people dealt with you on the surface and played tricks behind your back. When Mr. Zhao caught a few people and used his thunderous tactics, the food came out."
Zhao Xuejing listened to her niece's words with ease, as if such a thing was really waiting ahead.
"Third uncle, don't worry about not having enough money," Zhao Luoyang patted his waist, "I still have it."
Zhao Xuejing said: "You also brought money?"
"No," Zhao Luoyang blinked, "I still have rat skin tied to my body." With such a good opportunity, she had to make some more.
"Besides, we can go to other fur shops to buy a few pieces, and then we can sell them to Liu Ji together."
Zhao Xuejing was stunned. Does Sister Luo still have the skin of a turtle? Is it tied to her waist? Sister Luo is a girl. He can't ask deeply. If it were changed to Yuan for them, he would have to bring it over and look for it.
Where is it hidden?
Of course, Zhao Luoyang would not hide any rat skin on her body. She was waiting for Wang Huai to send her a message. As soon as Sun Zhuang came out of the small courtyard, she would find a corner and go out to transform into skins, and then take these skins to find Sun Zhuang.
Zhuang took back the recorder.
Kill two birds with one stone.
…
Liu Ji Fur Shop, the second shopkeeper is checking the accounts.
It gets dark early in the winter, so no one will come to the door. If he had done this earlier, he could go home and rest.
"Shopkeeper," the waiter said suddenly as he came in, "the man who sells mole skin is here again."
While talking, the second shopkeeper saw people from Fengxia Village walking towards the house.
The second shopkeeper took a look at those people and saw that all four of them, big and small, had something in their arms.
The second shopkeeper's heart skipped a beat. Could it be rat skin?
The girl with a smile on her face walked over first and put the things in her arms on the cabinet: "Shopkeeper, we have fetched the remaining moles."
The girl said as she wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves, as if she had put in a lot of hard work to bring the things.
"There are forty rat skins in total. Shopkeeper, please take a look."
The second shopkeeper took a breath, forty pieces of mole skin? They really dug out mouse holes, and they dug out more than one.
Zhao Luoyang said: "I have one more thing to tell Uncle Sun. Is Uncle Sun here?"
"Not in the shop," said the second shopkeeper, "but we can invite someone over soon."
After the second shopkeeper finished speaking, the clerk hurriedly went to deliver a letter to Sunzhuang.
Zhao Luoyang looked at the second shopkeeper: "Give me the money first, we are still in a hurry to go back."
Forty pieces of rat skin, nine hundred coins each.
The second shopkeeper felt a stabbing pain in his heart, not because he wanted to give out a lot of money, but... the purpose of opening a shop was to make money, and having to deal with money like this was really unbearable.
However, shopkeeper Sun had just sent someone to deliver a letter. As soon as the people from Fengxia Village came, they would charge 900 yuan for the money. The second shopkeeper gritted his teeth and accepted it.
When Sun Zhuang hurried back to the fur shop, he saw the people from Fengxia Village sitting on the tea tree, drinking tea. The man among the four was holding a baggage in his hand, which should be money.
Sun Zhuang felt in a trance, as if everything was no different from before he left.
"Uncle Sun," Zhao Luoyang stood up with a bright smile, "we are waiting for you, come and sit down."
Zhao Luoyang glanced at Sunzhuang's feet openly. The boots had not been replaced and the recorder could be taken back.