There is no shortage of money in Manbao now. The eggs in the village can be sold for money, and the chickens in the village can also be sold for money. There is also winter wheat and the spring and autumn harvests.
Not to mention the income from the rice and beans, just from the wheat seeds sold to Magistrate Yang and Mr. Bai this year, their small farm made a lot of money.
All the money was divided equally among the three of them, and only the part that couldn't be divided was thrown into the public house to use as funds for buying things in the village.
The money was piled in the system now. Unfortunately, one hundred and twenty taels of silver was too heavy, and the money was even heavier. She couldn't find a reason to carry it with her, otherwise she could have bought it on the spot.
However, Manbao also asked him carefully, "Now that the county government is no longer in office, you have to give me the land deed, and you have to write the deed document."
Shi Xiaoen didn't expect that she still knew this. He was stunned for a moment before smiling and said: "Don't worry, I, Shi Xiaoen, will not trick you."
He leaned against the door frame, turned slightly, and asked, "Do you want to go in and take a look?"
This shop was not the one Man Bao saw last time. She peeked inside and agreed happily.
Liu Lang and others naturally followed with great interest.
The former buyer who was still standing on the door frame was very angry. After a long pause, he caught up with Shi Xiaoen and said angrily: "One hundred and fifty taels, I bought it!"
Shi Xiaoen paused, frowned, and said after a moment of silence: "I won't sell it anymore. I have already agreed to it to someone else. I, Shi Xiaoen, will not be a renegade person."
Man Bao looked back at him curiously.
After seeing the previous buyer throw up his sleeves and walk away, he continued to look back at the shop.
This shop is quite spacious, with only a few tables and chairs inside, and a large wooden shelf next to it. I don't know what it is used for.
Man Bao searched his memory carefully and asked, "I remember this used to sell fabrics?"
Shi Xiaoen led them to the second floor and said: "It makes ready-made clothes. This shop alone has six embroiderers. My family's silks and satins are also famous in the city."
He pointed to several small single rooms separated on the second floor and said: "This is for entertaining distinguished guests. Female guests who come to choose styles can take a rest here. What do you plan to do after buying a store?"
Shi Xiaoen said: "If there is no need to dismantle it myself, I will not be responsible for dismantling it."
Saturday Lang stretched out his hand and touched the wooden partition, and exclaimed: "Why did you tear down such a nice small room? You can clean it up for us to live in."
Shi Xiaoen looked at him with disdain, pointed to the backyard and said: "Generally, the people who look after the store live in the back, but the back is narrow. If you live at home, you probably won't be able to do it. You will have to buy another house by yourself."
Then they went to see the narrow backyard.
Man Bao saw the bamboo in the backyard and asked in awe, "Is this still small?"
Although the yard is not as big as their house, it is no problem to jump around in it. There are two bundles of firewood in the corner of one side, next to it is a kitchen, and there are three rooms lined up with the kitchen.
One room was very small, with only one bed, while the other room was quite large, but very empty, with nothing in it.
Shi Xiaoen said: "This used to be a warehouse where fabrics were stored, and the shelves inside have been moved away."
Not to mention Manbao, even Liulang, who was reluctant at first, liked it very much. He touched the wooden stairs in the shop and asked, "Brother Shi, you just sold such a good shop like this?"
Bai Shanbao also said: "Good shops are hard to find, and few people sell their ancestral property. This road section is good. Even if you don't do business, you can still make money by renting it out. Why sell it?"
Shi Xiaoen sat down on the steps of the stairs, raised his chin and asked Man Bao, "Do you still want to buy it?"
"Buy," Man Bao also sat next to him, tilting his head and asked him, "Brother Shi, didn't you lose the bet again?"
Shi Xiaoen didn't speak at this moment.
Man Bao sighed quietly and said nothing more.
Saturday Lang also frowned and said, "Man Bao, let's go home. We have to tell our parents about this, right?"
Man Bao nodded and agreed with Shi Xiaoen to trade here tomorrow morning.
After shopping around for a while, everyone felt that they were no longer exhausted, so they stopped by the nearby snack shop to buy some snacks, and ate them while walking home.
Daji followed silently until they were out of the city gate, when Daji pulled an ox cart.
Yes, they entered the city today in an ox cart from their small farm.
Ms. Liu didn't agree with them going to the city to eat, so she was unwilling to arrange a carriage for them. The children also disliked the carriage taking too many seats, so they simply replaced it with an ox-cart from their own farm.
When Daji was driving the carriage, he didn't wave his whip very much and let the horses walk slowly. When it was the turn of the ox-cart, he didn't wave his whip much. He simply sat on the shaft of the carriage and started to shake his eyes half-closed.
, it looked like he was asleep.
As the bullock cart walked back slowly, Bai Shanbao asked Manbao, "How do you do business with gamblers? The book says that gamblers cannot be trusted."
Man Bao nodded, "Gamblers are not trustworthy, but Shi Xiaoen is still trustworthy now."
Liu Lang also nodded, "Uncle Shi is well-known in the city, and he is very moral. Since he said he would sell us, he will not cheat us."
"But people have to be on guard," Bai Shanbao said, not trusting a gambler very much, "Why don't we go back and ask our uncle first to find out the procedures required for trading a shop, and then report it to Mr. Yang afterwards to avoid any disputes in the future.
Then you will suffer a loss."
Man Bao nodded, "It's really strange. Why didn't anyone come out to stop Uncle Shi from selling his shop this time? Why are there so many servants in his family?"
"I rarely go into the city these days. I might ask my fourth brother about this."
As soon as this question came up, they had not heard the news from Zhou Lang. Zhou Lang knew from them that they were going to buy a shop. He was so shocked that he quickly asked: "Is he selling only one shop? Or many shops?"
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Man Bao: "We're just going to sell one."
"Oh, just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean he won't sell it. You should ask more."
Man Bao said: "I will only buy one room, why do you ask so many questions?"
"Are you stupid? If his store is in a good location and not expensive, you can buy it at home."
"It's dad who's in charge of money, not you," Man Bao said, "You said it or not."
Zhou Lang thought for a moment and said, "I'll go talk to dad."
"What?" Lao Zhou was so shocked that he almost knocked his pipe on Zhou Lang's head, and asked with a glare: "Man Bao wants to buy a shop, and you want to buy it too?"
"Dad, it's not me who wants to buy it, it's our family who wants to buy it." He said, "You forgot what I told you last year. It's useless to keep so much money at home. It's better to use it to buy a shop..."
"You can throw it away," Old Zhoutou interrupted him and said, "Who said it's useless? Do you know how much money was spent just to support Datou and the others in their studies this year?"