The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 50 Ironware Business
Yangliu Lane seems very quiet in winter. There are many old and dilapidated buildings around it, which are residential areas for civilians. The lane is narrow and can only accommodate one carriage.

There are many willows and poplars growing near the river. Their leaves have all fallen now. They stand beautifully on both sides of the alley, as if waiting for the arrival of spring.

The stone pavement in the alley is covered with fallen leaves, the fiery red leaves and deep yellow leaves form a beautiful colorful picture.

In the distance, smoke was floating up from the branches of the persimmon trees. The faint smell of smoke and the strong smell of rust invaded the nose, pulling people back to the reality of fireworks.

That is Lao Tietou’s home.

In fact, the old man’s surname is Hu. His ancestors for generations were all blacksmiths. They lived at the end of Yangliu Lane and their blacksmithing skills were very well-known.

Logically speaking, families that have inherited a craft should not have a bad life.

But the Hu family did not do so, because they had a sickly grandson who had to rely on drugs to stay alive all year round, causing the Hu family to spend money like water.

Both generations of hostesses died early due to lung disease. Boss Hu used to be a craftsman in the Ironware Bureau of the imperial court, but later died in an accident.

Now, there are only the grandfather and grandson left in the Hu family. The old man is in his early fifties and no longer has much strength to forge iron. Although the grandson is eighteen years old, he is skinny and has no strength, so naturally he can't forge iron either.

Life was very difficult, and Lao Tietou would make some small daily necessities or farm tools and set up a stall at the street corner.

The relationship between the two families has always been good, which is why Song's mother asked Song Qingwan to give the Feng Shui ornaments to Lao Tietou for consignment.

However, it seemed that Song Qingwan came at the wrong time. A fat woman had just entered the Hu family a few steps ahead of her and started making a lot of noise.

"Old Tietou, Old Tietou! Have you prepared my rent? I'm so busy that I've been asking you to pay the rent three or four times. If you two don't pay the rent, get out now."

When the people nearby heard this, they slammed their doors shut. It was unclear whether they were afraid of the owner of the voice or they were afraid that Lao Tietou would come to borrow money.

But what puzzled Song Qingwan was that the Hu family's house was inherited from their ancestors, so why did they have to pay rent to others?

Song Qingwan carried a backpack and followed him into the Hu family. The main room was where the iron was forged, but it looked very empty. There was no finished ironware to be seen. There were only a few pieces of crude red iron and a few bundles of firewood.

Lao Tietou was sweeping the dust off the roof. When he saw the fat lady, he threw down his broom and said bluntly, "No! Either you give me a few days' grace, or you throw us out."

When the fat lady heard this, she immediately put her hands up like a teapot and said, "Hey, you're really blaming me for not daring to do anything to you, right? If you don't pay the rent, I'll have your ironwork tools taken away!"

"Impossible! I know that your initial target was the Hu family's blacksmithing skills. Now that I have swindled them out of their house, I have already reached my limit. If you continue to push your luck, no one will be able to escape."

Old Tietou's face turned ashen, and he looked ready to fight to the death. This frightened the fat aunt so much that she took a few steps back unconsciously and almost bumped into Song Qingwan behind her.

"Okay, okay, the old guy is always good at making excuses. Let's wait and see who can outlast the other!" Anyway, the sick man in the Hu family is about to die. When they are all dead, won't everything in the Hu family be theirs?
The fat aunt made a "Pooh" sound, turned her head, and then suddenly saw Song Qingwan behind her. She almost fainted from fright, "Oh my god! I'm so scared, you..." Why didn't you make any sound?
However, when she met Song Qingwan's half-smile, the fat aunt's voice suddenly got stuck in her throat. She couldn't afford to offend this evil spirit.

She believed that she was no match for Widow Yu, but Widow Yu was slapped in the face by this girl, and ended up being exiled. How could she still survive?
Oh, take Ye Qiu, a woman with a thorn in her side. The child she gave birth to is also a monster.

The fat aunt avoided Song Qingwan and ran away in shame.

Only then did Song Qingwan realize that she had become famous.

But it didn't matter, she still had things to do, so she greeted with a smile, "Grandpa Hu." "Daya is here, is there anything wrong?" The Hu family didn't go to the Song family's third-day bath for the seventh child, because they really couldn't afford a decent gift. However, in the evening, Song Dalin sent them eggs and noodles.

Lao Tietou felt very unhappy. When he saw Song Qingwan, he suddenly had an idea.

"Yes, are you going to set up a stall today? My mother asked me to consign this Feng Shui ornament to you for sale. The commission is one or two taels of silver."

As Song Qingwan spoke, she put down the backpack, and the Feng Shui ornaments inside were immediately revealed to Lao Tietou's eyes.

All his attention was immediately drawn to the exquisite and beautiful ornaments. "Hey, this little thing is so beautiful, isn't it? Did your father make it? He is indeed an official who relies on his craftsmanship."

Lao Tietou wanted to reach out and touch it, but when he saw his own rough and black hands, he quickly retracted his hand. He didn't want to damage the precious thing.

"This little thing must be easy to buy. All the scholars love it. How much does your mother want it to sell for?"

"As I said, one hundred taels. This Feng Shui ornament has a good meaning and the material is also good, especially the color. It is anti-corrosive and waterproof. It won't be a problem to store it for a hundred years."

Made of the pigment bestowed by the emperor, this ornament of hers can be considered half a gift from the emperor, right? One hundred taels is not expensive.

Lao Tietou's eyes lit up, and at the same time, he became more certain of his decision, "Okay, I'll go set up the stall in a bit.

But Daya, there is one more thing I want to ask the Song family for help with. Can you tell your mother first? I will come to discuss it when your father comes back from work in the evening."

If there was an ornament like this that could be sold for a hundred taels of silver, the Song family would definitely be able to do it.

"Okay, please go ahead."

"I want the Song family to buy out the Hu family, including the blacksmithing skills. You just saw it. The Gao family took a fancy to this, so they deliberately framed us. The house in our family has already been lost.

The Gao family specializes in executioners. Their sons are all tall and strong, and have become the bullies in our nearby market. But I am old, and your brother Jinzi is sick, so we are no match for them at all.

However, the blacksmith makes a sharp weapon, and people with bad intentions must not touch this thing. You know, when bad people have a sharp weapon, they will only become worse, and their neighbors will be the first to be poisoned.

But your father can control the Gao family, and he is upright, so he is the most suitable candidate I can think of."

When it comes to the Gao family, Song Qingwan may not be familiar with it, but she has some impression of the executioner's family, because that family was secretly dealt with by her father.

Is the Hu family looking for a backer? Of course there is no problem, because the Hu family has helped the Song family a lot before, no matter whether it is the father or the mother, they will definitely remember the kindness.

So Song Qingwan agreed on her behalf, "No need to ask my parents, given the good relationship between our two families, they will definitely agree.

Tell me, how much money would it cost to buy back the Hu family?" She happened to have money in her pocket, and the ironware business was actually very easy to do. When Song Qingwan saw those pieces of rough iron, she could see the vision of gold.

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