Li Shan's idea was very simple. When his life or death was uncertain, Zhu Qi was not the only one who had the courage to embezzle Dongshan Temple's profits.
Considering Zhu Wei, as long as he makes up the money, Li Shan can let Zhu Qi go and cause trouble for others, killing the chicken to scare the monkey.
But what Li Shan didn't expect was that Zhu Wei asked the truth that night and beat his son with a cane until he was covered in bruises.
On the second day, after hearing the news, Zhu and Li Shan came to visit immediately.
Li Shan walked quickly, knocked on the door, and grabbed Zhu Wei's arm, "Qi Bo, don't outsiders know?"
"Everyone gathered today..."
"Is the seventh uncle going to expel my nephew from the village?"
Zhu Wei sneered at this sentence, "Dalang is very kind to Zhujiagou, who dares..."
"Does Zhujiagou have no kindness to someone?" Li Shan interrupted: "If Zhu San is despised by everyone, how can my nephew have the dignity to stay here?"
In any case, on that day, Zhu and his son went north to Chang'an and were accepted by Zhujiagou. When Li Shanyuan left for Hebei, Zhu Wei sent thirty young men as personal guards.
Of course, in the eyes of Zhu Wei and many villagers, Li Shan rescued Zhu Shitou in Zhujiagou, came up with the secret recipe, saved Dongshan Temple, and commanded Qing Zhuang to annihilate the invading bandits.
We have long been unable to tell the difference between being kind to each other.
Zhu Wei was silent for a while, looking at Zhu on the side, "But this is already the case..."
Zhu whispered: "The state has national laws, and families have family rules, but they cannot be generalized... Let Dalang handle it."
From his great-grandfather's generation, he was a personal guard of the Zhu family, and continued to Zhu Wei's generation. He was respectful to Zhu and Li Shan. However, Zhu Qi's generation did not know the inside story, and their attitude towards Zhu and Li Shan was...
Although they have gone from rejection to acceptance, and then to friendship, they mainly benefited from the benefits brought by the Dongshan Temple transaction to the villagers.
In Zhu Wei's view, his son was seeking death. In Zhu's view, it was excusable, but in Li Shan's view... it was simply a normal business behavior.
It has been more than a year since Li Shan made bean products. Many people in the village know the craftsmanship, and no one has jumped out to do it alone. This is already considered benevolent.
When Li Shanben came up with soy products, he just wanted to make the first pot of gold, and never thought of making a fortune from it.
Li Shan opened the curtain and glanced at Zhu Qi lying on the bed, then at Zhu Wei and the Zhu family beside him. Li Shan said frankly, "In fact, if someone died in the battle in Shandong, the Zhu family would naturally take over the business of Dongshan Temple.
And you are the son of the seventh uncle, so you should be the president."
"Absolutely impossible!" Zhu Wei shouted: "If it's Da Lang... the business of Dongshan Temple is also handled by Madam Zhu!"
"The business of Dongshan Temple is very profitable, mainly because of Dongshan Restaurant."
“There are so many restaurants in the east and west cities, how can a restaurant in Dongshan stand out and seize the limelight?”
"Just rely on those soy products from Dongshan Temple?"
Zhu Wei sneered and said: "That's because there are descendants of the Li family in Longxi and the Wang family in Taiyuan. Are you qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with them?"
Zhu Qi has been doing business for many years, but he is just a salesman with little knowledge. But Zhu Wei knows the joints here too well. Without the protection of Li Kai and Wang Renbiao, Dongshan Restaurant would have been wiped out long ago.
If Li Shanzhen died in the battle in Shandong, and if Li Kai and Wang Renbiao did not cherish their old friendship, they would naturally abandon Zhujiagou. If they cherish their old friendship... it would be even worse. How could they tolerate Zhu Qi taking away the property?
Of course, Zhu Wei knew better. Not to mention Li Kai and Wang Renbiao, the old master's eldest son was still in Chang'an City.
Zhu Wei whipped his son hard last night, firstly because of his conduct, and secondly because he was too stupid.
"Seventh uncle, I told my nephew to take care of it." Li Shan pressed Zhu Wei on his seat and said with a smile: "For a trivial matter, Zhu San and Qi Laoliu actually fought each other with fists and kicks. It's really..."
After hearing this nonsense, Zhu Qi, who was lying on his stomach, couldn't help but look up.
"Qi Laoliu's side will deal with it, Zhu San's side... Qi Bo's attack was too harsh, let's just forget it." Li Shan smiled brightly and said: "During this period, Zhu San has to recover from his injuries, Dongshan Temple
Over there, let Zhu Shitou and Zhu Wu help."
Zhu nodded slightly, not only leaving the matter vague, but also letting Zhu Qi step down and let his bodyguard Zhu Shitou and Zhu Wei's second son Zhu Wulai, who had already joined the Li family, take charge of the president. They controlled the power and proportion very well.
Zhu Wei bowed in shame, "Thank you Madam Zhu, thank you Da Lang."
Zhu Qi also understood. His father said last night that he would call the elders of the Qi clan to discuss the matter together today. If this happens, it can be said that Zhu Qi will have no foothold in the clan.
"A total of two hundred and thirty-seven strings." Zhu Wei said dullly: "They will be delivered in a few days."
"Let's put it into the public account." Zhu shook his head and said.
"That's all, just use this money to replace a stove for every household in the village." Li Shan said with a smile: "Let's let this matter go and no one will mention it in the future."
Zhu Wei glared at his son fiercely and sent Zhu and Li Shan out.
Zhu went home to the left, but Li Shan went to the right.
"Da Lang, where are you going?"
"Don't worry about it, uncle Qi. My nephew still has some things to do." Li Shan smiled with a hint of coldness. He walked forward for a while and kicked open the door of a house. "Qi Laoliu, get out!"
Qi Laoliu, who hadn't gotten up yet, hurriedly wrapped himself in some clothes and ran out, "What are your orders, Sir?"
Li Shan touched the heads of the two little boys and asked, "Why are you so thin?"
"Are you acclimated?"
"Have you had enough to eat these days?"
There were more than forty people who followed Qi Laoliu and joined Li Shan's family. Most of them were singles, but some were already married, with six or seven children among them.
The boy with yellow hair and thin body puffed out his chest and said, "Mr. Jun, you are full."
Li Shan walked into the room and looked at the bowls on the table, which were all lightly layered with porridge, and couldn't help but frown slightly.
A stout man said angrily: "Zhu Ba went to tell me twice that the son of the seventh uncle who allocated food was the son of the clan elder... That guy said it was all rationed!"
"Shit, Captain Su's place has a lot more of them than here!"
Li Shan glanced at Qi Laoliu and raised his eyebrows. Obviously this was the reason.
Although he didn't know the details, Li Shan could almost guess that Zhu Qi's men were biased in allocating grain and rice. After that, Qi Laoliu tolerated it and discovered the problem somewhere, and launched an attack on the grounds of meddling in the Dongshan Temple business.
, stabbed Zhu Qi.
If Li Shan hadn't discovered the problem yesterday, there's a good chance Qi Laoliu would have another plan.
Li Shan really doesn't want to care about these nonsense. It's just the intrigue outside, but he still has to worry about it in the village... Can't he live a good life?
"From tomorrow onwards, Zhu Shitou and Zhu Wu will be in charge of all affairs in Dongshan Temple, and the food allotment will be sufficient." Li Shanyang said: "Each household under the age of ten, regardless of gender, will receive a ration."
"Thank you sir!"
"Thank you, sir."
Li Shan waved his hand to let the prostrate people stand up, and said with a smile: "But yesterday, Qi Laoliu had a fight with Zhu San over some trivial matters... You idiot is a killer, how can he beat you, and he is still in bed now
Lying down!"
Qi Laoliu chuckled. Of course he understood this sentence. Zhu Qi probably got slapped.
But Qi Laoliu actually didn't understand. Li Shan raised his hand and asked Fan Shiyi and others waiting outside the door to come in. He pointed at Qi Laoliu and said, "Treat everyone equally, twenty sticks!"
Fan Shiyi led three or four people and knocked Qi Laoliu down, spit on his hand, and started to use the stick.
Li Shan sneered and thought in his heart, let you play these little tricks again... You can obviously make it clear in private, but you have to make such a fuss, after you are full?!