Just as Zhang Xiaobao thought, when hundreds of people robbed more than half of them, the rain smashed down, and the workers immediately left the field and hid in the sheds specially supported for them, eating that specially for them. Prepared meals.
The owners of Zhangwang’s two Zhuangzis also took out wine to drink to their own farmers. This is counted on the Zhuangzi, and the owners don’t need to pay for it. Children and the elderly also add an extra portion of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, which is also provided by the Zhuangzi. Of course, this money has already been earned back from the triple price.
But the Ge family’s dealers and hired people don’t think so. Ge’s family dealers know that they are inferior to others. They have long been used to it. Fortunately, the food is good. They have two dishes and one soup. As for others, they have five dishes. .
The helper I got was also two dishes and one soup. No one was making trouble this time. They thought it was the same as noon. When they saw wine, anyone who wanted to inquire would ask, and they learned that it was the owner of the family. Yes, one by one is envious and jealous.
They are also the dealers of some Zhuangzi in Sanshui County. They used to hear that the masters of the two Zhuangzi family of Zhang Wang are good to the dealers, but I still don't think so. I saw it with my own eyes this time.
It’s better to eat than the people on your side. There is also a doctor with a disciple who came to see one by one, fearing that the rain would catch the cold. The housekeepers of the two Zhuangzi also wandered in the crowd, stopping from time to time. Ask the older ones what is uncomfortable.
Some people who ran slowly and had a lot of wet clothes on their bodies were pulled into a small shed next to them and put on new clothes.
"Brother, I saw how the clothes on the two Zhuangzi are the same. Except for the different characters on the chest, the workmanship and the fabric come from the same place, right?"
A helper watched those who had changed their clothes came out. Someone who hadn't changed brought a suit to the front for them to hold, and asked a Gejiazhuang person next to him.
"You just saw it? How many days have it been like this. Didn't you see the people who gave the clothes there with the light to see? That is to see the name, first let someone measure the body one by one, remember the name, and go to the clothing store to do it. , The same fabric, the same style, only the men and women are separated, all the money is paid by the owner, and so are the shoes."
The farmer of the Ge family looked at people drinking, he could only take a sip of the soup, and said to the questioner.
"So good? Where's your Zhuangzi?" The interrogator looked at the happy appearance of Zhang Wang's family house and asked the Ge family enviously.
"We are not bad. We can cut half of our food this year. Yesterday, the host sent someone to measure the size for us. The shoe samples were also sent. We will be able to put on new clothes in a few days. Thanks to the two Zhuangzi. "People in the Ge family were equally happy when they talked about clothes.
The questioner was stunned for a moment, "If you don't thank your master, how can you thank others?"
"Without them, there would be no such good harvest, no water and clouds, no market, and the master would not think of us. Comparing the two places, the master was afraid that we would run away, so they could only learn from their master. Family treats us better, not only Gejiazhuangzi, but also Lijiazhuangzi next to him."
The farmer of the Ge family had long wanted to understand this point. The farmer went to the school where he went to study, and now the owner has agreed with the other side to send the food to the family to make it, although it is slightly worse than the other side’s food. A little bit, but much better than what I brought home.
"Well, indeed, it's a pity that there is no such family as Zhang Wang's family next to my Zhuangzi. Following such a master's house, then it is called Xiangfu."
The questioner heard that the surrounding Zhuangzi followed him, so he didn't have the thought to say anything. He lowered his head and ate vigorously. It is not easy to have a good meal. It would be better if you let it be taken home.
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Compared with the leisure time of the working people, the owners of more than a dozen grain shops are listless and sad at the same time.
"I still haven't grabbed them back. How can I do this? Let's see how many there are in total. Otherwise, we won't plant it ourselves. We hope we can feed others' enough, or we will have to lose a lot of money."
Sitting in the shed, Wang Dongjia watched others eating and drinking. The food in front of him could not be swallowed at all. He drank two large bowls of wine, drooped his face, and seemed to be talking to himself there.
"It doesn't seem to be enough. Even if we don’t grow it ourselves, we still have to lose others’ money. If we calculate it, it’s about six thousand taels of silver. How much can I earn with the fingerprints at the beginning? Six thousand taels. Lanterns, meals, and sickles cost more than six hundred taels. The sickles are good. You can work quickly, but you can't sell them for a tael, right?"
Lu Dong's family heard what Wang Dong's said, and followed by calculating how much money they would lose this time.
Others have heard it too. After so many days of tossing, they still have to pay if they didn't make a profit.
"Everyone, listen to me, don’t worry, isn’t that part of it will be confiscated? In this way, the price will be set at the original price, sixty-five articles, and Zhuangzi will help you make up for it. Don’t forget that Zhuangzi can collect some during the day. Rice, except for the seeds left by Zhuangzi, you almost have confiscated them."
Steward Zhang listened to the side, and promptly explained the arrangements of the young man. He had an almost blind admiration of the young man and the young lady. One by one, the people who came to make trouble, see what the result was.
As the little lady said, that bridge is the bridge of Naihe. Those who do good come to reincarnate a good person. When those who do evil arrive, they just throw a pan to torment, thinking of heaven and hell, and absolutely can't run away.
The owners of these food shops didn't know what Steward Zhang was thinking, and when they saw there was hope, they were happy again.
"Steward Zhang, what you said is true?" Jin Dongjia asked carefully with a look of expectation.
"Really, Zhang Wang's family and Zhuangzi are not planning to harm you. You collect the rest and still have money to make. The sickle is also good. Take it back and use it. It's better than the original one."
Steward Zhang said sincerely.
"Good guys, you are all good guys. We are bad guys. We didn't have any good intentions when we came here. Should we change the shop in the capital? Don't worry, we won't keep a penny this time. We should be as much as we want."
At this time, Wang Dongjia interjected and said, "You don't need to pay, you can make some money. He looks good, and he won't make trouble again in the future. Zhuangzi is too evil."
Steward Zhang smiled, and said, "You can change anything. You can change it with whatever it is convenient for you, and Zhuangzi will collect what you want. Oh, the rice that has been soaked in the rain, how do you plan? If you are willing to sell it to Zhuangzi, Zhuangzi will use it for Koji, the price... ”
"It's fine to sell the normal grain, or less." When Jin Dong's family saw that the rice that was not easy to use when pulled back was bought, he quickly offered a price.
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"Xiaobao, we will go to Xiao Luoshui tomorrow to play. I heard that there will be a lot of talented people and talented women. See and see what the dock is like at this time. What else do you have to make arrangements? do."
Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao had just finished their studies and were lying on the couch chatting.
"There is one more thing, the housekeeper has already been told that they are willing to sell the rice that has been drenched in water." Zhang Xiaobao thought about it, and that was the only thing left.
"Don't you keep it for making Jiuqu?" That's what Wang Juan planned.
"I don't use such good grains to make wine. Before I leave tomorrow morning, someone will bring it back and steam it to make rice cakes or popped rice flowers. The grains are better than normal rice, whether it's koji. It’s a pity to make wine, um, make more popcorns, then stick them with sugar, follow us to the Xiaoluoshui side, and the cost of selling is estimated to be about the same as selling seeds."
Zhang Xiaobao turned over and said to Wang Juan.
Wang Juan stretched out his hand to pinch Zhang Xiaobao’s face, "Let me take a closer look, why are you so smart? People bought the seeds with the money, but you took it back with the ordinary grain price, and then sold the seeds after processing them. If you know it, you will regret your death."
"This is the difference between raw material supply and deep processing. What we have to do in the future is to find more deep processing methods. Go to bed, get up early tomorrow, and go to Xiaoluoshui after the arrangement. Get a boat. You sit and I will row, and I will row. That’s great, with a single oar swing, you can make the boat dock sideways."
"Don't blow it up, those people who are begging for life on the river are not better than you? Can you swing with a single oar and let the boat go off the shore?" Wang Juan replied.
"This can't, can you?" Zhang Xiaobao admitted his shortcomings.
"Of course, I swayed against the shore with an oar and pushed the boat away in two strokes."
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The boat was lightly curved across the water, and a handful of dregs and fish gathered. The fairyland in the painting was far away, and the dreamland in the poem was never met. The dark clouds pierced the sun thinly, and the blue water was surging to reflect the remnant green. Qunming listened to it, and Qiuyan went to rain on the river.
Wake up early in the morning, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, who rushed to the Xiaoluoshui River at noon, just saw the sun shining through the clouds, the drizzle like silk, the boat swinging, the fish floating heads, the geese calling the sky, and the scenery of human figures going south.
"It's beautiful, Xiaobao, you get a camera. I took this photo. It is really beautiful. Looking at the landscape, it seems to be fake. It seems that the splash ink landscape painting is right."
Wang Juan was eating the rice flower that was rushed to her in the morning to make sugary snacks. When he got out of the car, he saw such a charming scenery and started talking nonsense.
“The camera is not good. It’s better to take the tape used for filming. It’s more artistic. You don’t need to do subsequent processing after scanning it into the computer. write it down."
Zhang Xiaobao also maintained a little sense, knowing that this is similar to dreaming.
"Let's go, you said that the two of us arrived at the place where other talents and talented women played together, how do you say?" Wang Juan watched the wild goose leave, and took Zhang Xiaobao to the shore, preparing to enter the first Linshui house.
"Say'Let's just take a look, and those who don't speak' will succeed?" Zhang Xiaobao replied earnestly.