Farmer’s Blessed Girl

The old Zhou's house was full of excitement. Of course, the surrounding villagers had all left, leaving only their family, but it was also very lively.

Zhou Zhoulang has just arrived home not long ago, and he is taking out the new year's goods he has prepared to introduce to everyone. Fang was sitting next to him with the child in her arms, and when she saw her father-in-law coming in, she immediately picked up the child and got up to make way for him.

Zhou Zhoulang, who was enjoying bragging, immediately straightened his face, and said respectfully to his father: "Father, you are back."

Old Zhou Tou let out a "hmm" and asked, "Has everything been sold?"

Zhou Zhoulang responded with a "yes".

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

The smile on the corner of Zhou Lang's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he tried to suppress the smile and said: "Those goods sold a total of three thousand seven hundred and ninety-eight taels."

The cigarette stick in Old Zhou Tou's hand almost dropped, he swallowed and asked, "So this is earned..."

Zhou Zhoulang said, "I made two thousand one hundred and fifty-two taels."

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

Zhou Liwei nodded and showed his grandpa the ledger, "That's right, grandpa, you can see that it's all written on it."

Old Zhou took a look, and except for a few numbers that were familiar, he didn't know most of the characters. He knew that his wife could read more characters than himself, so he gave the account book to Qian instead.

Qian's family didn't know many characters. Before, they didn't know any big characters. It was after Man Bao taught the children in the family how to read, they followed suit, but they still stumbled.

Mrs. Qian is smart and spends more time looking after children at home, so she can recognize more characters than Zhou Dalang and Zhou Yilang.

She looked at it carefully, and there were many words she didn't know, so she skipped those words directly, and based on the words she knew, she could even guess and guess. Only one thousand eight hundred and ninety-five taels left?"

The old Zhou head immediately looked over.

Zhou Liwei said, "I bought tea."

He briefly explained the origin of this business, but they still have a deposit of one thousand taels of tea from the Hu businessman.

Old Zhou Tou listened for a long time, and he understood. After cooperating for a long time, none of the money they earned fell into their pockets, and they had to buy all the tea and send it to the capital to Hu merchants?

It wasn't the real gold and silver in hand, Lao Zhou sat on the side with some disappointment.

But Qian took the account book and thought about it, looked at Zhou Zhoulang and said, "So this time you are going to transport the tea to the capital?"

"Yes," Zhou Zhoulang said: "Mother, the business has been negotiated, and even the price has been agreed. The three thousand taels of tea will be transported to the capital, not counting the expenses on the road, at least you can make some money, third son A few of them are working with me, and the wages I give are not big at all."

Qian frowned, "It's just you guys, young and young, few of you, what if you encounter danger along the way?"

Zhou Zhoulang looked at Man Baole.

Man Bao flinched, leaned back, and asked, "What do you see me doing?"

Zhou Lang said: "Now we have bought a cart of tea bricks. When Manbao and the others go to Beijing, they will let Lao Wu go with them. The remaining tea is enough for one cart. There is no problem with so many of us betting on a cart." Yes, no, I'll look for it again to see if I can find the caravan, then it will be much safer for everyone to go together."

Tea is not like fur, fur is not as valuable as tea, and it takes up space, so Zhou Zhoulang and the others pulled four carts when they came back, but the tea is different, if Zhou 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 may not be enough to fill two cars.

Man Bao obviously also thought about the vacancy of the car, and asked: "Then you plan to return to Beijing empty for the remaining car?"

Zhou Zhou Lang glanced at Old Zhou with a guilty conscience, and said in a low voice, "I don't dare, or we can borrow some money to fill up the car?"

Old Zhou Tou knocked on the cigarette rod calmly and said: "We are going to buy cattle today. The brothers from the Jia family in Dali Village sell them."

Zhou Zhou Lang didn't understand why his father suddenly brought up this matter, and looked at him in bewilderment.

Old Zhou Tou said: "The two brothers gambled, sold the cattle, and borrowed a lot of money from outsiders."

When it came to gambling, Zhou Zhoulang lowered his head and muttered, "I've changed everything..."

Old Zhou Tou knocked him on the head with a cigarette stick, "Have you changed it? Borrowing money to do business, a cart of tea is nearly 2,000 taels, you want to borrow money for two carts of tea, which is worse than gambling." That's great."

Mrs. Qian also disagreed, nodded and said: "It's too dangerous. Not to mention that you meet bandits on the road, it's considered a safe journey, but what if it encounters rain? Tea leaves are worthless once they get wet."

In fact, Zhou Zhoulang only had this idea, and he was not very determined.

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

This is different from "borrowing" a thousand taels of goods from Hu merchants. The former is real money and has no support, while the latter is goods, and there is a shop behind him as support.

So once his family objected, he stopped mentioning it.

But Feng thought of something, pushed Zhou Zhoulang aside and squeezed in, and asked, "Silang, is it okay to trade silk and satin for tea?"

Everyone looked at Feng Shi together.

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

She said: "Since silk and satin are sold so cheaply, it's better to spend them as money, just like we go to the market. A bolt of linen can be exchanged for twelve buckets of millet, but if you sell it in a shop, you can only get three hundred. The text, replaced by millet, is only seven or eight fights..."

Man Bao couldn't help giving his second sister-in-law a thumbs up, "Second sister-in-law, you are really good."

Seeing her sincere praise, Mrs. Feng couldn't help being happy, and raised her eyebrows at Zhou Zhoulang, "Really, I didn't think wrong, did I?"

"That's right," Zhou Zhoulang also thought about it, and he said, "Ordinary people can't afford those silks and satins that are full of treasures, so they have to be taken to Yizhou City or other big cities..."

He figured it out, and it just so happened that he was collecting tea while selling fur goods this time, and he had direct contact with tea farmers. This time, he could go to tea merchants or some rich and noble gentry for some tea.

Xiaoqian smiled and said: "Okay, let's eat first, we can talk after we eat."

Da Ya had already brought out all the food, and when Zhou Zhou Lang saw her, he took out a box from his arms and said, "Your Fifth Uncle said that your wedding date has been fixed, here, this is what Fourth Uncle gave you."

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

Zhou Zhoulang stuffed it into her arms and said, "Take it away, and be polite to me."

This is true, both Da Ya and Da Tou were brought up by Zhou Lang and his two younger brothers, and they are closer to each other. She accepted it happily, "Thank you, Uncle Fourth."

Sitting under her mother's head, Man Bao asked Zhou Zhou Lang who was diagonally opposite, "Fourth brother, did you go out and buy good tea this time?"

"I don't buy good tea," Zhou Zhoulang said, "Ah Liu Dun doesn't specify good tea. Their tribe doesn't pay as much attention to tea as Mr. Zhuang, and it's not our turn to buy good tea."

see you at six pm