Chapter 26: Being poor and happy, entering the pawn shop
Jia Lian was shocked: Damn! I forgot about this.
It’s one thing whether you want to leave your name when doing good deeds, but generally you have to leave money.
Jia Lian mentally calculated the money he had on hand: the twenty taels Ping'er gave him, after deducting the wine money and car money, there were still more than four taels of silver left, plus the remaining money Jia Yucun had flattered him last time, the total was also
Just less than fifteen taels. This is still less than half of thirty-one taels.
What's more, if you want to develop liquor that can enter the upper class, you will inevitably need research and development funds. If you want to make money, can you do it without capital?
But he only has these ten taels of silver on hand, which is enough for what he can do!
Yesterday, I spoke very arrogantly. Today, Su Yazi comes to ask for money, but he can’t get it. What’s going on!
Alas - silver, silver, can't silver fall from the sky?
Jia Lian is so poor, who can believe it?
Xing'er had already guessed that Jia Lian was in trouble for money, so he sneakily approached and whispered:
"Second Master, how about - let's take some things from this room and exchange them for exchange?"
"Hey! You monkey boy, you taught me to steal things from our house, are you brave enough?"
Jia Lian had a clear idea in his mind: As long as he sets a precedent of "stealing", the whole house will be in complete chaos.
So, he waved his hand towards Xing'er like a fly: "Get out! Let me be quiet and think about it."
Jia Lian is like a wolf in the zoo at four or five in the afternoon, so hungry that he circles back and forth in the cage.
However, the wolf wanted to get some food, and Jia Lian was thinking about how to get money.
It makes my head hurt just thinking about it, but I still have to figure out a way to "get rich" quickly.
Even if I write martial arts novels or "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" silently and sell them in bookstores, it will be too late now.
Jia Lian was upset, so he just wanted to hum something to relieve himself:
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell for the poor.
I have no money now, I feel like sitting on nails.
It would be great if it were pie in the sky.
I am no longer afraid of my wife, I will be a man every day.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell for the poor.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell for the poor.
Xing'erzhi outside the door listened to the movement in the room, shaking his head and curling his lips:
"Tsk, if Mr. Lian, who wears silk and eats chicken, duck and fish every day, thinks he is a 'poor man,' then who are we? Poor ghosts?"
But the more I listened to it later, the more interesting the ditty "Dingle bell, jingle bell, poor man jingle bell" became, so he started humming it in a low voice.
Perhaps the melody of "Jingle Bells" was too cheerful, which reminded Jia Lian of "Happy Poor" again.
Come to think of it, he hasn't even dared to sing since he traveled through time.
So he started humming quietly again:
"You little man, things are booming.
I love being poor and happy every day.
Happy soul, you are not serious.
Hehe hehe we are poor and happy.
Whose family am I, the younger one, who is stronger than Li Kui?
The handsome appearance is better than the fierce Zhang Fei, and the hair is shiny and black.
I have traveled south and traveled north, and my temperament is outstanding and outstanding.
I drank water from the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers, and kissed firecrackers and landmines.
Your face is very haggard, and it’s a face that needs a beating.
Have you dug coal in the west mountain, or seen ghosts in the east mountain?
This life is short and tiring. If you have wine now, you will get drunk now.
..."
The more he sang, the more excited he became, and his voice became a little uncontrollable.
Xing'er was outside the door. The more he listened, the more he wanted to hear it. Finally, he put his ear to the crack of the door, shaking his head and humming along.
It happened that the maid Feng'er was ordered to find out what Jia Lian was doing. Seeing Xing'er's behavior, she stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, which made Xing'er jump up in fright.
When he turned around and saw Feng'er, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered:
"It's not worth your life to scare people to death, my dear sister!"
Feng'er was only one year older than Xing'er and said dissatisfied:
"Who is your biological sister? Don't come here to take advantage of me."
The two hid in the corner of the courtyard, and Feng'er asked Xing'er who Jia Lian was in the room with.
Xing'er shook his head and said:
"Second Master himself has been reading poetry in the house."
Seeing Feng'er's unbelieving expression, Xing'er raised his head as he wanted to show off:
"I even listened to one song."
Feng'er curled his lips and said:
"Second Master reciting poems is novel enough. If you can also recite poems, then the rooster lays eggs and the dog grows horns."
Xing'er is dissatisfied:
"Second Master read it many times, and I listened to it all.
In order not to lose, fight loudly,
To protest loudly.
In order not to cry lol,
Just to avoid being annoyed.”
Feng'er actually frowned:
"Wait, wait, read it again, otherwise I won't be able to remember it and I won't be able to reply to my second grandma."
However, he heard the door bang and Jia Lian came out and hurried out. Xing'er was so frightened that he quickly said "I'll teach you when I get back", leaving Feng'er behind to catch up.
Jia Lian went into the pawn shop.
It's the 'Heng Shudian' pawnshop on Gulou West Street.
Xing'er followed behind, and it was so new - Mr. Lian entered the pawn shop for the first time.
As soon as the pawnshop owner saw the visitor's attire, he knew he was an important guest, but he didn't recognize him.
He hurried forward and greeted: "This man, please sit down."
But don't ask whether it is a pawn. After all, pawning something is not a glorious thing. This is especially true for rich people.
Jia Lian sat down and Xing'er beside him said:
"This is the eldest son of Master Pardon, the hereditary first-class general in our Rongguo Mansion, Second Master Lian."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
Jia Lian asked him to get up:
"I'm just here as a gift."
The shopkeeper was confused: People who come to the pawn shop to pawn things are short of money, and most of them are sneaky and feel embarrassed. It is really rare to see how generous and generous this young man is.
Quickly asking what he meant, Jia Lian took out a small note and put it on the table:
"I want to be this."
The pawnshop owner took it with both hands and saw that it was the name of Jia Lian of Rongguo Mansion.
The shopkeeper was dumbfounded - he had never seen anyone pawning his name card.
After hesitating, he still asked hesitantly: "Then - may I ask, how much do you want the second master to be?"
"Not much, five hundred taels, half a year, the principal and interest will be calculated together when redeemed."
"Oh, Second Master, you are in a bit of a dilemma."
When Jia Lian heard this, he stood up and left: "If I don't want to embarrass you, I'll go to another house."
The pawnshop owner hurriedly stopped him: "Second Master Lian, Second Master Lian, if such a big customer like you comes to our store, if you leave unhappy, our jobs will be ruined in the future."
The pawnshop owner let Jia Lian directly into the living room behind the pawnshop, offered tea, and then respectfully said:
"Second Master, there are pawnshop rules in the pawnshop. You just need a name card. We can't even write down the pawn notes."
Jia Lian lowered his face:
"What do you mean?"
The shopkeeper quickly put on a smile and said cautiously:
"Oh, I really don't mean anything else. It's just that our pawn shop has rules. You must have a mortgage certificate after all, right? Even if you leave a small thumb ring, a small jade pendant, etc., I can write it down as a pawn note, right?" Jia Lian tapped the name post with his fingertips:
"Is this just a piece of paper?
This is the face of our Rongguo Mansion.
You are willing to let it fail and lose people, but I am not willing to do it.
Even if I am willing, our Jia family, Ning, and Rong families still won’t."