Group pet small koi: take Wang's family to farm and become the richest man

Chapter 251 Snacks at the School Gate

Chang Xi thought for a while, looked back at the room where Guqin was practiced, and thought for a while before speaking.

"Father and mother, I think it is absolutely impossible to travel without money. Our family suddenly moved to Beijing, and the thin property of our hometown is handed over to the tenants to take care of it."

"But when we enter the capital, we have to think about gaining a firm foothold, not about enduring it for a few years so that we can be at ease when we go back to our hometown."

"The few of us can see the beauty of the sky, which is a bit better than the ordinary lady from the official family. Not for myself, even for the sake of my brothers, our family has to find a way to make money, at least we don't have to worry about the expenses of studying. .”

Wen Furong was moved: "Then what are you going to do after all? It's not that parents really want to go back. Knowing that we came to the capital, the whole village saw us off, and then went back suddenly. It is inevitable that there will be gossip."

"Father and mother don't want to be looked down upon by others, but isn't there no way?"

Hearing this, Chang Xi realized that her parents couldn't think of a way.

"If our family doesn't sell the things that the emperor bestowed, we only have 200 taels of cash left in our hands. This amount of money is enough in Liaocheng, but not enough in Beijing."

Chang Sanshi sighed again and again, Chang Xi had an idea and said: "Otherwise, how about we carry the burden and sell snacks?"

"200 Liang wants to open a store is very tight, but take the burden to save costs, as long as the food tastes good, the price is fair, and the ingredients are fresh, there will be no buyers."

Wen Furong's blocked thoughts were suddenly opened.

"Xibao, what you said seems to be feasible."

Chang Sanshi was also moved: "Xibao thinks it would be good to buy some snacks."

She thought about it seriously: "Or, why don't you test the water at the gate of the Imperial College first? How about selling sticky rice in bamboo tubes?"

"The glutinous rice with the fragrance of bamboo tubes can satisfy one's hunger. At the gate of the Imperial College, there are many gluttonous children, and there is no shortage of money on them. There must be a market."

"Even if the young masters don't like this little snack, it doesn't prevent it from being sold to other groups." Chang Xi thought of it all at once, the young master's personal servant.

"Your nobleman in the capital, who doesn't have a personal servant?"

"They have to wait at the gate of the Imperial College, don't they have time to be greedy?"

Having such an idea is also based on recent observations in the Imperial College.

Theoretically speaking, she felt that she could make a fortune, and Chang Xi looked at her parents expectantly: "Would you like to give it a try?"

Chang Sanshi became interested: "Glutinous rice in bamboo tubes is simple and easy to preserve, and it is also clean and hygienic. Anyway, I can't work in restaurants, so I might as well do it for a few days first."

Now he is empty-handed and has nowhere to display his skills, and he doesn't want to just work hard. Chang Xi's proposal just hit his heart.

The husband agreed, and Wen Furong followed suit.

In the past, the husband and wife were busy with their own affairs, but now they want to start a husband and wife business together, and they are still a little nervous.

Chang Xi left, leaving the space for parents to discuss, went to the room where the piano was practiced, and used a piano to do homework with his elder brother and younger brothers.

The next day, when I came to the gate of the school, I was pointed at by everyone.

Chang Xi recalled what happened yesterday, and thought it was Mr. Min, who went home and filed a complaint. He was already prepared to interrogate them today.

He straightened his back and walked into the classroom. Unsuspectingly, he saw two large characters written on the desk.

"Poor ghost?" Who wrote on my desk carelessly?

Chang Xi's face was blue and black, and he was full of evil spirits. He stared at Zhou Zhou with unkind eyes.

Because she came to the capital and experienced killing enemies, when she became angry, her eyes would show a real murderous look.

A group of classmates and children were so scared that they shut up and ran outside one after another.

The three brothers of the Chang family came to see that the handwriting was good, but it was a pity that they were swearing.

Chang Ping is the eldest brother, first of all the three brothers' desks are empty of words, but only Xi Bao's desk has been scribbled, so he questioned very angrily.

"Have the guts to do it, but don't have the guts to admit it?"

"It's me!" A voice came from behind, and Mr. Min was helped in by the servant.

He came early on weekdays, but today he came late, and was escorted in by the servants. Before he could put down the bookcase, he stood at the door and confronted the brothers and sisters of the Chang family.

"I sent someone to write it yesterday, how is it okay?"

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, making anyone who saw it want to beat him up.

Chang An had already rushed forward, but was quickly pulled back by Chang Xi.

"Mr. Min, our family is not poor, it's just not as rich as yours."

"Even if my family is really poor, this is not your reason for targeting me."

Mr. Min sneered: "Aiming at you? It's because I don't like your pretentiousness. One of the two violins yesterday was borrowed, right?"

"It's okay if you don't want to admit it, my boy saw it."

"Using a borrowed guqin to fool people, what happened to me writing about poor ghosts today?"

Thinking of the narrow encounter yesterday, Chang Xi thought he had avoided it, but he didn't expect that he would notice him and deliberately provoke trouble today.

"That's right, it was borrowed!"

"However, Mr. Min, the Imperial College stipulates that students can't borrow equipment? If not, what's the use of pretending to fool people?"

"We are using the Guqin, so there's no need to explain everything to you, right?"

Mr. Min pointed at Chang Xi angrily, and told the boy to sit down.

"You little girl is disgusting!"

"I'm hateful? Isn't Mr. Min making things difficult for the little girl?"

"Oh, let Mr. Min down, I'm not a person who accepts everything."

"Okay, you have the guts. I'll go to that restaurant to say hello when I turn around. They are not allowed to lend you the guqin in the future. I want to see, what should you do next time playing the piano?"

Mr. Min glared at Chang Xi angrily, but she didn't talk to her. She went out to fetch a basin of water and wiped the desk clean.

When it was time for class, the students who ran outside dared to come back and sit down.

When school was over, a large circle of people surrounded the gate of the Imperial College.

The brothers and sisters of the Chang family came out and saw Mr. Zhang at the same table poking his head in front of him, so they went over to ask.

"what happened?"

"Oh!" Mr. Zhang bowed and said: "A porter selling snacks came at the door. People who have tasted it said it was delicious, so I asked my servant to buy it."

It seems that the expression is very expectant. People around who have already bought it comment on it while eating it. If it is soft and delicious, the sweetness is suitable, as long as it is a nice word, post it all on it.

The young children are just growing up. They always bring pastries when they go out, but no matter how delicious the food is, they will get bored, and everyone will enjoy it if they have fresh ones.

A group of people came, and a group of people left, Chang Xi finally saw clearly that it was her father who was surrounded, and the other three brothers also saw clearly.

At this moment Mr. Zhang's servants came back, they took fresh rice in bamboo tubes and hurried on the carriage to leave.

Chang Xi and the others pushed through the crowd and went in to say hello: "Father!"

The four of them are now the topic of the Guozijian, and the movements of the people around them paused for money, and all of them stared round in astonishment.

Questions from the students came one after another: "Is he your father?"

(End of this chapter)