With the expectations of many book lovers, the most famous talker in Beijing, "Kui Zui Lao Li", was shocked, and soon a novel and inspiring story slowly unfolded.
"By the way, there is a man from a down-and-out family..."
The story is novel and interesting, and it has firmly attracted the attention of book lovers from the beginning. In the huge reception building, only the cadence of "Kuai Zui Lao Li" can be heard, and the highly contagious language outlines a magical picture.
Although Pigfoot is from a wealthy family, his family is in decline and he is just like ordinary people. This gives him a good sense of belonging. At least it won't make book friends feel that it is too far away or unattainable.
The only golden finger is the rich collection of books at home.
Naturally, most of the poems and songs of the Four Books and Five Classics cannot be exchanged for pig's feet to lead a prosperous life. After all, pig's feet do not have the talent for imperial examinations. This setting is also suitable for public book lovers.
In addition, at the beginning, his father was ill and had to spend a lot of money for treatment and recuperation, and his mother was too weak to do anything. The family was in a dilemma of extreme lack of money. As the eldest son, Pigfoot had to shoulder the burden of the family and work hard to make a living.
Such a plot can not only arouse sympathy among book lovers, but also arouse their curiosity to know how pig's feet developed.
When pig's trotter borrowed money to no avail and despaired, he met an 'old man' who pointed out that 'there is a house of gold in the book'!
This is called suppressing first and then rising to survive, which makes book lovers feel more and more involved, and at the same time arouses a strong and refreshing emotion.
When the first chapter ended, the entire reception building suddenly became lively.
"Brother Pang, this time it's very interesting. What's the title of the book? I was so fascinated by what I just heard that I didn't remember it!"
"It seems like "The Best Farm", but I don't know how to make the best one!"
"The pig's feet are really unlucky. They encountered all kinds of difficulties at the beginning. If it were an ordinary person, he would have collapsed!"
"Yes, the so-called 'a penny can stump a hero' is the truth. You can't do it without money!"
"I just don't know what the plot will be like. Pig's Foot's family is in ruins and they don't have the money to buy a farm. I don't know how they got rich!"
"I'm also curious. This plot is indeed interesting. Is it very suitable for real life? There are no romances between talented men and beautiful ladies, and there are no various cases that make people feel depressed. It is just suitable for entertainment!"
Not to mention ordinary book lovers, even some wealthy book friends also found the story novel and interesting. Although it did not have a familiar tone, they still listened to it with gusto. They were quite curious and discussed it curiously with the book friends at the same table or next to them.
Very enthusiastic.
"It seems that the response from book friends has been good. I guess the beginning this time has been successful!"
In the private room, hearing the lively discussion outside, the Prince of Chu was very involved and said with a smile: "You kid, you don't know what you are thinking?"
"I didn't think much about it. I just wrote it based on my own experience and some real materials. You can write it as long as you observe carefully!"
Jia Cong smiled lightly. Of course, these words were just to coax the prince of Chu.
If you are not familiar with Internet routines and start writing rashly, it will be easy to write a boring anecdote, or a young man's young lady routine that has long been ruined.
Due to the primitive and backward productivity and the problem of insight, even a person like the Prince of Chu could not think of many solutions to the pig's feet dilemma.
It is estimated that either when you meet a noble person, you will rise to the top in one fell swoop, or when you meet a rich lady, you will suddenly gain both life and wealth. You will never think of developing productivity and making money through your own labor. There is no such awareness at all.
Regardless of the fact that every wealthy family is desperately trying to acquire land, it is really difficult to earn huge wealth by relying on land. At best, it can only guarantee stable income.
What really makes money is doing business. Which wealthy company does not have many white gloves under its command to help make money?
"Don't lie to me, kid. I can't write something like "The Farm". I never even thought about it before!"
Waving his hand, the Crown Prince of Chu was very self-aware and admitted his own shortcomings, but in the blink of an eye he said solemnly: "By the way, how did you come up with these methods?"
"Same as pig's feet, I read them in agricultural books and slowly summarized them through practice!"
Smiling slightly, Jia Cong didn't hide it, and said leisurely: "Otherwise, would a thousand-acre farm need to expend so many people?"
In order to collect data on celestial phenomena, rain, soil, etc. in the Imperial Mansion, he brought over all his younger brothers who were still studying, and then managed to complete part of the data collection.
If you want to engage in ecological agriculture, you can't do it by just patting your head. Without detailed data to support it, how can Jia Cong convince the stewards and tenants in the imperial village?
"No wonder!"
The Prince of Chu suddenly realized that he had previously thought that Jia Cong had specially set up the so-called Huangzhuang Management Office just to train his subordinates' management skills. He did not expect such a purpose.
"Okay, it's time for us to go!"
It was already getting late, and Jia Cong was not in the habit of spending the night outside. He stood up and said hello: "Brother Chunran, I think you have been feeling a little weak lately, so you'd better not be too obsessed with bed matters!"
"What do you know, you kid? You don't even have all your hair!"
The Prince of Chu laughed and scolded, but he listened to the advice. He and Jia Cong left the still bustling Huibin Building and returned directly to their respective residences.
"The young master is back!"
Seeing the familiar figure walking in the dark night, the little maid Lingque, who had been lingering at the entrance of the small courtyard, said happily: "The eight-treasure porridge is still hot on the stove. Do you want a bowl to warm yourself up?"
"Then have a bowl!"
Jia Cong smiled and walked into the small courtyard where he lived. He walked directly into the room and a warm air hit his face. The coldness on his body quickly dissipated.
Looking at the little maid busy working beside the small portable coal stove, she couldn't help but laugh and said: "When the wet nurse was buying briquettes, didn't she encounter any trouble from the gatekeeper?"
"The young master really got it right. Mother Li spent the equivalent of buying briquettes in copper coins to bribe the woman guarding the back door!"
Speaking of this, the little maid's face was filled with anger and displeasure, but her hand movements were very nimble and not affected at all.
In other words, now various styles of coal stoves have become indispensable in the homes of ordinary people in the capital, even wealthy families are no exception.
I heard, I just heard, that there are portable coal stoves even in the palace.
It is really convenient and can heat things at any time. The effect is even more obvious in the northern winter.
For example, in the small courtyard of Jia Cong, there was no small kitchen and no fire was allowed. Every winter, the meals brought from the big kitchen were almost cold.
It's different with a coal stove. You can just heat it up. At least you can have hot meals, which is definitely a pleasure in winter.
Although Jia Cong basically ate in the main hall of the General's Mansion, the wet nurse and the little maid spent most of their time eating in the courtyard. They couldn't be allowed to eat cold meals and cold dishes in winter.
Now, whether it is Mrs. Xing or Mrs. Wang, it is impossible to use the kitchen to trap the aunt and concubine.
"Master, it's ready!"
After receiving the eight-treasure porridge from the little maid, Jia Cong enjoyed it while chatting with the little maid, asking about the gossip in the house.
"Today, Mr. Bao was reprimanded again!"
The little maid is a little gossip, handkerchiefs are handed out all over the Rongguo Mansion, and she is very well-informed and fast. When she talks about the gossip, her face lights up and she is very excited. She gloats: "It's strange to say it. Don't they all say that Second Master Bao is smart and talented?
Why is he so resistant to going to school?"
"He didn't feel the pressure!"
After drinking down the small bowl of eight-treasure porridge, Jia Cong said leisurely: "Anyway, regardless of whether he studies or not, the second-fang's family property and even the entire Rongguo Mansion belong to him. He naturally follows his own wishes!"
"How can it be?"
The little maid's eyes widened in disbelief. She took the empty bowl and said in disbelief: "Isn't the heir of this mansion the Second Master Lian?"
"The old lady and the second wife are not happy. Brother Bao has always heard from his childhood that Rongfu will be yours from now on. As time goes by, he will naturally think it is true!"
Is there such a possibility? Jia Cong thinks it is possible.
Although Phoenix Egg has a good nature, he is really not stupid. How is it possible to say that he doesn't care about glory and wealth at all?
The reason why he is not interested in official career and economics is probably because the surrounding environment gave him an illusion. Anyway, the entire Rong Mansion will be his from now on, and it doesn't matter whether he studies hard or not.
His father, Mr. Zizheng, is the best example. Although this guy always considers himself a scholar, he has never even passed the Tongsheng entrance examination.
Not to mention that the phoenix egg must be imitated, but it is definitely influenced by the second master of politics. Isn’t the top beam straight and the bottom beam crooked?
"Okay, you little maid, don't try to get away with it. Today's task has not been completed yet. Why don't you get out the book and read it quickly?"
After chatting for a while, when he saw that the little maid wanted to retreat, Jia Cong reminded her angrily: "Today's tasks are less, just a miscellaneous book!"
The little maid immediately grimaced, but she did not dare to object, so she could only start reciting it every day in a depressed manner.
Here, the excitement in Rongqing Hall has also dissipated, and all the girls have gone back to their houses to rest. The old lady is only surrounded by Yuanyang, a personal maid. While washing herself and getting ready to rest, she asked: "Yuanyang, what about Jia Cong lately?"
Is there any action?”
Yuanyang kept moving his hands and replied: "Old lady, Mr. Cong has been busy with new ones recently and has no other actions!"
"Why, he was selected as a scholar at a young age. Didn't he want to take a further step in the imperial examination?"
The old lady's voice was ethereal, and it was impossible to tell what her emotions were.
"Master Cong has said that his academic foundation is not good enough, so he is quite lucky to be admitted as a scholar. He will not take the exam again until he is at least twenty!"
Yuanyang said softly: "Third Master Huan means the same thing. He has been hiding somewhere in Huangzhuang lately, and the second wife has lost her temper several times because of this!"
"Humph, you know how to torment a bastard to make her appear capable?"
The old lady snorted coldly, but Yuanyang could hear the satisfaction in her tone...