Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 1343 Ideas

  The old Zhou’s house was very lively. Of course, all the villagers onlookers had left, and only their family was left, but it was also very lively.

  Thursday Lang has just arrived home, and he is presenting his preparations for the New Year to everyone. Fang sat beside him holding the child, and seeing her father-in-law come in, she immediately picked up the child and got up to make room for him.

  Thursday Lang, who was bragging with joy, immediately turned his face straight, and respectfully said to his father: "Father, you are back."

  Lao Zhou's head gave an "um" and asked, "Is everything sold?"

  Thu Lang responded with a "yes".

  Lao Zhou asked, "How much did you earn?"

  The smile at the corner of Chu Lang's mouth couldn't help but rise, trying to suppress the smile and said: "A total of 3,798 taels of those goods."

  The cigarette stick in Lao Zhoutou's hand almost fell. He swallowed and asked, "So this is a profit..."

  Thursday Lang said, "I made two thousand one hundred and fifty-two taels."

  He looked at Zhou Liwei contentedly, and asked with a smile: "Liwei, am I right?"

  Zhou Liwei nodded and showed the ledger to his grandpa, "Yes, grandpa, you can remember everything on it."

  Lao Zhou took a look. Except for a few numbers that he knew very well, he didn't know most of the characters. Knowing that his old wife knew a little bit more characters than himself, he turned to Qian's account book.

  Qian did not recognize many characters. Before, they all didn't know one big character. It was Man Bao who taught the children at home to recognize characters after studying. They only recognized some of them, but they also stumbled.

  Qian is smart and spends a lot of time watching children at home, so he recognizes more characters than Zhou Dalang and Tue Lang.

She looked at it carefully, and there were a lot of words that she didn’t know. She skipped those words directly. Based on the words she knew, she could even read the guesswork. She pointed to the total money at the back and counted: "Why now? Only one thousand eight hundred and ninety-five taels left?"

  Lao Zhoutou immediately took a look.

   Zhou Liwei said: "I bought tea."

  He briefly talked about the origin of this business. They still have a deposit of 1,000 taels of tea from Hu Shang.

  Lao Zhoutou listened for a long time, and understood. After a long time of co-authoring, none of the money they earned could fall into their pockets, so they had to buy all the tea and send it to the Hushang?

  Not the real money that he got, Old Zhoutou sat aside disappointed.

  Qian took the account book and thought about it. He looked at Chu Lang and said, "So this time you are going to transport the tea to the capital?"

"Yes," Chu Lang said: "Mother, this business has been negotiated, and even the price has been agreed. Three thousand taels of tea are shipped to the capital. Not counting the expenses on the road, you can make at least some money, three sons. A few of them were chasing after me, and the wages I paid were not expensive at all."

  Qian frowned, "Just a few of you, young and young, what if there is danger along the way?"

  Thursday Lang looked at Man Baole.

  Man Bao shrank a little, leaned back, and asked, "What do I do?"

Lang said on Thursday: "Now we have bought a cart of tea bricks, and when they come to Beijing, Manbao will be transported to Beijing. The rest of the tea leaves are enough for one cart. There is no problem with so many of us holding a cart. Yes, no, I will look for it again to see if I can find the caravan. When we go together, it will be much safer."

Tea is not like fur. Fur is not as valuable as tea and takes up space. So when Thu Lang and the others came back, they drove four carts, but the tea was different. Otherwise, Thu Lang was not sure to buy all the tea before Manbao and the others set off. I am afraid that the four cars brought back are not full of two cars.

  Man Bao apparently thought of the car's vacancy, and asked: "The remaining cars are you going to return to Beijing empty?"

  Thursday Lang glanced at Lao Zhou’s head with a guilty conscience, and said in a low voice, “I’m afraid, otherwise we borrow some money to fill the car?”

  Old Zhoutou calmly knocked on the cigarette rod and said: "We are going to buy cattle today. Brother Jia family in Dali Village sold it."

  Thu Lang did not understand how his father brought up the matter suddenly, and looked at him confused.

  Old Zhoutou said: "The two brothers gambled, they have already sold the cows, and they also borrowed a lot of money from outside."

  When it comes to gambling money, Chu Lang lowered his head and muttered: "I changed it all..."

Lao Zhoutou tapped his head with a cigarette stick, "Did you change it? Borrow money for business. A cart of tea leaves nearly two thousand taels. You have to borrow two carts of tea money, which is more than a bet. It's amazing."

  Qian did not agree, nodded and said: "It's too dangerous, not to mention that you encounter bandits on the road, even if you have a safe journey, but what to do if it rains? Tea is worthless when it gets wet."

  Thursday Lang actually only had this idea, and he was not very determined.

   After all, as his mother said, it is too dangerous.

  This is different from "borrowing" Hu Shang's one thousand taels. The former is real gold and silver, and there is no support. The latter is the goods, and there is a shop behind him to support it.

  So when the family objected, he stopped mentioning it.

  Feng thought of something. He pushed aside Tue Lang and squeezed in and asked, "Shi Lang, can I use silk and satin for tea?"

  Everyone looked at Feng together.

  Feng was timid, but still whispered: "Isn't that what you said, the outside is also like our country, you can use cloth as money..."

She said: "Since the silks and satin are so cheap to sell, it is better to spend it as money, just like when we go to the market. One linen cloth can be exchanged for twelve buckets of grain, but if you get it in the shop and sell it, you can only get three hundred. The communication, replaced by millet, is only seven or eight fights..."

  Man Bao couldn’t help but give his second wife a thumbs up, “Second sister-in-law, you are really amazing.”

   Seeing her sincerely boasting, Feng couldn’t help being happy, and raised his eyebrows at Tuesday, "Is that right, I’m right?"

   "Yes," Tue Lang also thought about it. He said, "The silks and satin full of treasures can't be worn by ordinary people. Then you have to take them to Yizhou City or other big cities..."

  He figured it out. It happened that this time he was collecting tea while selling leather goods. They were all directly contacted tea farmers. This time he could go to a tea merchant or some wealthy squire for some tea.

  Xiao Qian said with a smile: "Okay, let's eat first, and talk after dinner."

  Daya has already brought out the food, and Chu Lang saw her and took out a box from his arms and said: "Your fifth uncle said that your wedding date is set, here, this is the fourth uncle to give you."

  Da Ya couldn't help but look at her mother.

  Thursday Lang slid into her arms and said: "Take it, you are still polite with me."

  This is the case. Both Da Ya and Da Tou were brought up by Thu Lang and their three younger brothers. They are closer to each other. She accepted it with joy, "Thank Sister Uncle."

  Man Bao sat under her mother and asked Chu Lang, who was diagonally opposite, "Four brother, have you been out to buy good tea this time?"

   "I don't buy good tea," Chu Lang said: "Aliudun does not specify good tea. Their tribe is not as particular about tea as Mr. Zhuang, and it is not our turn to buy good tea."

  　See you at six in the afternoon

  (End of this chapter)