After sending the others away, Jia Liancai said to Qu Siping, who was still standing by blankly:
"Boss Laoqu, do you want me to talk to you standing at the gate like this?"
Qu Siping still stood there motionless.
Xing'er stepped forward and pushed Qu Siping's arm:
"Hey, hey, our second master is talking to you, why are you here to meet our master? Don't you know how to invite people into the house?"
Qu Siping suddenly knelt on the ground with a "gudong" sound, his eyes filled with tears and his lips trembling.
Jia Lian thought that he wanted to thank her, so he stepped forward to help him up and said something pretentious like "it's a small thing, no need to be polite".
Unexpectedly, Qu Siping suddenly beat the ground and cried:
"Second Master, please have mercy. This pot is the hard work of two generations of Xiao Lao'er's family. Please give me a way to survive... I beg you, Second Master... I really don't want to sell this pot..."
..." As he spoke, he kowtowed his head and made a "dong dong" sound.
Jia Lian is so angry: Are you treating me as a robber???
Just as he was about to step forward to help Qu Siping up, he suddenly heard a woman screaming, "I'll fight with you." Almost at the same time, a wooden stick hit Jia Lian with its hooded head.
Jia Lian had never been in a fight before. He said "Ah" and only had time to take a step back.
Just as the stick was about to hit, fortunately Xing'er reacted quickly and hit his head from the side, knocking the assailant away.
Finally, Jia Lian’s head was saved.
Although the assailant had struck hard just now, his body was thin. Xing'er had already climbed up with his hands on his hips and was ready to continue fighting, but the assailant was still curled up and fell to the ground.
Only then did Jia Lian see that the person who was going to beat him was actually a girl with a sick face.
At this time, she was covering her ribs where Xing'er had pushed her with one hand, and holding the wooden stick tightly with the other hand, she gritted her teeth and cried:
"You bastards! If you try to force my father to death, I will beat you to death!"
Jia Lian couldn't help but shook his head and sighed:
"It's hard to be a good person, the same principle applies to ancient times and today."
Jia Lian had to patiently explain to Qu Siping that he was not "acquiring", but just "buying shares".
Qu Siping was confused when he heard, "The brand name of 'Qu Ji Fushui Shao Guo' will definitely not change, and you will still be the boss here." He suddenly felt reassured and nodded immediately: <
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"Thank you, Second Master! Thank you, Second Master! I'm in charge of making wine, and I'll let Second Master take care of all the big ideas."
Only then did Qu Siping remember that he had to invite Jia Lian into the room to talk.
Jia Lian thought: Uncle Qu, with your emotional intelligence and IQ, it is a miracle that you can support your family's business to this day.
The "stick killer" had been listening with his head lowered. At this time, he propped up his swaying body and stepped forward and said: "Dad, I will boil water and make tea for you."
Hey, I almost gave you a stick to death without even a word of apology. Jia Lian is really convinced.
But looking at the girl's sick and crooked appearance, Jia Lian felt that he must be a generous man, so he quickly said: "No need to bother, we won't have tea."
Xing'er whispered from the side: "Good fellow, I didn't kill her with a stick just now. I'll ask her to poison her to death later."
Qu Siping obviously didn't hear these words, and just sighed towards his daughter: "Jiuhua, you are sick, go back to the house and rest."
Jia Lian thought: These are really two biological fathers and daughters! Both have low emotional intelligence.
Qu Siping invited Jia Lian into the house, and when he talked about cooperation, he was all um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, this is the home of Qu Siping, a professional and technical talent.
The old man opened up his chatterbox and talked non-stop, telling Jia Lian about his father and son's two generations' experience in brewing sorghum-based sorghum, as well as his own attempts to improve the sorghum process. He was a very eloquent person, and he was completely different from just now.<
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Jia Lian returned to the house with two jars of soju. As soon as he entered the house, he heard that Gusu Lin Ruhai had sent a letter.
One letter is for Jia She Jia Zheng and has been sent in.
Another letter is specially addressed to Jia Lian.
When Jia Lian opened the letter, it turned out that it was less than half a month after the Lin family rebuilt the rockery and shortened the eaves and rafters of the Mingtang. Lin Ruhai received an official document from the Ministry of Personnel, saying that the Holy Emperor had appointed him to be the Salt Censor of the Huaihe River and that he would be appointed soon.
Going to Yangzhou to take up the post.
In response to this unexpected joy, Lin Ruhai couldn't help but sigh in the letter: "People stand because of their houses, and houses exist because of people. People and houses support each other and connect with the world, so you can't just believe in fate." Jia Lian's knowledge and knowledge are indispensable.
It was also a compliment and entrusted Jia Lian to take care of his daughter Lin Daiyu.
Changes in Feng Shui can change people's circumstances, which was completely within Jia Lian's expectation.
But the speed was so fast that Jia Lian was very surprised and proud.
You should know that the Lianghuai Salt Inspection Censor is responsible for inspecting the Lianghuai Salt Class, collecting salt taxes, supervising the monopoly of salt merchants, and has the power to arrest private criminals.
Yangzhou is the center of the Lianghuai salt industry and the largest salt distribution center in the country. Yangzhou’s salt tax accounts for a quarter of the national tax revenue.
Therefore, despite the fact that the official rank of the Lianghuai Salt Patrol Censor is only seventh rank, only those who are highly trusted by the emperor can hold this position.
The profits from the salt industry were extremely high, and the salt merchants were extremely rich. Whenever the imperial court encountered major military needs, celebrations, relief services, or projects, it was inevitable to turn to the salt merchants for money.
In the first few years, poisonous floods on the border colluded with the Rakshasa Kingdom to cause chaos, and there were floods in the Yellow River. I relied on the Salt Patrol Censor to supervise the salt merchants in the Huaihe River and Huaihe River, and donated five times in a row, contributing four million taels of silver to the court to tide over the difficulties. Now that Lin Ruhai has won this great job, she must thank Jia Lian.
While Jia Lian was proud, he also sighed with emotion.
The secret technique of Feng Shui that my grandfather taught me turned out to be so effective, but it was a pity that my grandfather could not see it with his own eyes.
Jia Lian felt uncomfortable when he thought of the ninety-year-old Jia Buquan who bowed his head and shrank his neck after being scolded by his son Jia Xinhua.
At this time, I secretly made up my mind: I must use the unique skills passed down by my grandfather to make a career.
Who says you can’t change your destiny against nature?
Grandpa said that as long as you do good deeds, changing your life is not against the will of heaven!
Jia Lian read the letter in the study and was about to go back to his room when he saw Zhao'er, Zhu'er and Shou'er coming in with bedding and other utensils, saying: "Second grandma said that the second master has been tired from working these days, so he will put them in the study."
Stay."
Jia Lian then remembered the quarrel between himself and Wang Xifeng this morning.
I was just driven to live in the study?
Sure enough, women are all petty.
But just in time, Jia Lian was about to think about distilling liquor, so he asked the boy to quickly clean up the bamboo couch in the study. After everyone left, Jia Lian closed the door, took out a few books about wine making that he had brought back, and studied hard all night
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For two days in a row, Jia Lian barely left the house. Wang Xifeng suspected that he had either seduced the cook's wife or was secretly hiding someone's widow. He only sent one Zhao'er to monitor him, but he also sent several servants and maids one after another.
I went to check it secretly, and when I came back, everyone said, "Second Master is reading a book."
Jia Lian is reading?
Just like "Jia Zheng is climbing a tree", can it be true?
Wang Xifeng was full of suspicion and hesitated whether to go to Jia Lian.
But before Wang Xifeng came to Jia Lian, Xing'er came first:
"Second Master, I just came to remind you that you said you would repay Su Yazi's money for Old Man Qu, including the principal and interest, a total of thirty-one taels, and the IOU is complete."