The Last Mecha

Chapter 15 Dinner, Fudge

At the Wu family's dinner table tonight, everything from the atmosphere to the dishes seemed a bit weird.

First of all, a table of meat dishes with thick oil and red sauce is very abnormal. In this house, you can only see meat dishes on four days a month on weekdays, which are the second day, eighth day, sixteenth day and 23rd day of the lunar calendar.Except for these special days called "Dang Hun", only vegetables and soy products can be seen on the dinner table.

Moreover, even on the day when meat is eaten, at most the family buys a small amount of cheap meat and cuts it into cubes, mixes it with a large amount of radish and stews it, or stir-fries it together after being submerged in bamboo shoots, dried beans and the like. The taste is not necessarily tasted much.

The day when you can see a whole chicken has never happened, and there is only half a chicken during Chinese New Year.

The atmosphere was even more indescribably subtle. Except for the youngest Wu Yongzhen who regarded today as Chinese New Year, the other three didn't know how to move their chopsticks for a while.

"Eat, what are you doing in a daze?"

Wu Gou brought the hot cut pig's trotters from the kitchen, saw that only the little guy was cooking, and said with a smile.

"Gou'er, did you buy these?"

After Xu Qiuyu's mouth twitched a few times, he still couldn't help asking.

"En." Wu Gou said while pinching a piece of pig's trotter with his bare hands and stuffing it into his mouth, with an expression of approval on his face, "As expected of a time-honored brand near the Mingwang Temple. If you think the oil is too heavy, mother, I'll give it to you." You bought porridge."

"That thing can be cooked at home, why do you go out and buy it?"

"This one is more nutritious. It contains fish, ginseng and scallops."

"Yao Zhu?"

"A part of the shellfish." Wu Gou put the hot porridge in front of his mother with a relaxed face, "I also bought you medicine to clear the lungs and moisten the throat. I will fry it for you and drink it after the meal. You will definitely feel better when you wake up tomorrow." .”

"Well, how much did you spend?"

Wu Jingting quickly took over the conversation and asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

"I didn't calculate it carefully, and if you add it up, it's only a few dollars."

"How much money?" The eldest sister's eyeballs almost popped out, "Are you the reincarnation of the God of Wealth? Are you throwing away money like this?"

"After all, it's a happy day, and it's understandable to be extravagant." Wu Gou said, and handed the one hundred yuan money he had prepared in advance to his father Wu Yiou, "Father, I promised you, I will tell you that I have money." That ability. For this family, I earned a sum of money back."

Wu Yiou looked at the silver dollars worth five months' salary, and was a little dazed for a while. In fact, except for Wu Gou, every member of the family was stunned. Even Wu Yong, the youngest, almost put a piece of chicken skin in his mouth. fall out.

No one really expected how much Wu Gou could earn. After all, in their eyes, he was just a 15-year-old kid.

"You really earned five months' salary from your father?"

Wu Jingting kept scanning the money to make sure it was not a counterfeit.

"Actually, it's a little bit more, and I've kept a little bit of money for myself, but the bulk is here."

Wu Gou looked honest.

"Are you interested in telling us a little bit about how you made this money?" After Wu Yiou calmed down, he looked at his son across the dining table, "If you really have this kind of ability, maybe we can help you Together, you can save a lot of money in just a few months."

"Of course." Wu Gou didn't evade this time. Before he knew it, he might be able to ambiguously pass it, because no one seriously thought that he could make a lot of money, and now that he was done, this problem couldn't be avoided. He took a breath Dao said, "Actually, this is not a very deep question. As long as you are familiar with the newly promulgated "Outline of the Imperial Commodity Act", you can find a way to make money."

When Wu Gou said this, it was as if he put his index finger on the corner of his lips, and the whole family hissed, because no one understood what he said.

Common people in this era would not think about anything other than firewood, rice, oil and salt. If Wu Yiou hadn't worked so hard to teach the children how to read and write when they were young, they would still be among the [-]% of Jiang Song's illiterate group.

"What commodity act do you mean?"

Considering the face of the head of the family, mother Xu Qiuyu asked this question instead.

"The "Outline of the Imperial Commodity Act" is a bill promulgated before the current Emperor Xia took office. It has detailed regulations on daily necessities such as soap, candles, and food seasonings. The existence of Ledian Port Regulations led to unequal commodity tax rates between the concession and the outer areas, and there was a loophole in the middle.”

"Can you make it simpler?" Wu Jingting pinched her earlobe and asked shamelessly.

"To put it simply, it is cheap to buy and expensive to sell, but it is a pity that starting next week, the second edition of the "Outline of the Imperial Commodity Act" will be officially implemented, and this source of income has been cut off. The market has begun to be under martial law. I should be on the last train."

"But where did you find that bill?" Wu Yiou asked this time.

"On the bookstall of Xiyangchang, of course, there is not only this one, but you have to read several books such as "History of Da Xia Chengwen Law" and "Process of Coordination of Important Laws and Regulations" to roughly ensure the authenticity of the big steel of the Nabu Act .”

Wu Gou smiled slightly.

Seeing the thoughtful look on the family's faces, Wu Gou knew that he had succeeded in fooling around. In fact, the problem of unequal tax rates had been resolved a few years ago in the tripartite negotiations between Briton and the Church. .Even if there is such a big loophole, those businessmen and gangs whose noses are better than dogs when sniffing money have already occupied it, so there will be no place for him.

"So, in other words, the way to make this money cannot be repeated, right?"

Wu Yiou breathed a sigh of relief, and confirmed to the eldest son.

"Correct."

"Well, today is a good day. I am very happy that my family has a lot of money. For a long time to come, our life will be a lot more comfortable. I am even more happy that this money is earned by my son, relying on him His ingenuity. This is the indomitable man of my Wu family, everyone eats."

Wu Yiou knocked on the dining table happily, and the dinner was finally on the right track. At the same time, Wu Gou also noticed that when his father said the last sentence, the face of the eldest sister inadvertently dimmed for a moment.

Perhaps this meal can be recorded in the history of the Wu family, and the meaty smell of roast chicken and pig's trotters is deeply imprinted in the minds of every family member.Even Xu Qiuyu ate a chicken leg for the first time, and drank up a large bowl of porridge Wu Gou bought. Perhaps it was not only the food itself that affected her, but also her emotions.

After the meal, Wu Gou squatted in front of the stove and poured his mother's medicine into the pot to cook. The temperature of this old-fashioned stove was difficult to control, so Wu Gou had to turn the pot from time to time to prevent the medicine from sticking to the bottom.

"I'll help too."

A familiar voice came from behind, Wu Gou turned his head, and saw his father Wu Yiou's rough face was reddish, in his hand was a can of unknown liquor from a winery, and two small porcelain cups.

"I'm not yet of age."

Wu Gou scratched his head.

"With today's incident, I will treat you as a man and you can drink. After drinking, you have to bear the responsibility of an adult."

As Wu Yiou said, he unscrewed the jar and put it on the stove to warm it together. Immediately, the aroma of alcohol diffused into the air along with the heat from the stove.

In fact, Daxia people have no clear written rules or moral constraints on the matter of letting children touch alcohol.

He took the iron spoon from Wu Gou and gently turned the herbs in the pot.

"I suddenly remembered that I haven't chatted with my son like this for a long time."

(End of this chapter)