From Chief to Ball

Lin Xi was secretly a little angry, and completely forgot what was the real business. It took him a long time to think about it, and said with a smile: "Yeah, I haven't talked about the business yet."

"Well, the real thing is that I have figured out a solution. I will get some flowers away tomorrow, so don't worry about the rest. You can study with peace of mind. When the money is sold, we will be half of each other. Without money, we will not be able to support ourselves. You can't do what you want. It's the same for me, and I need money."

"I haven't asked you yet, what is your dream?"

"more money."

Lin Xi nodded. This is a very practical and realistic dream, so she said, "Then I don't care about it. I hope you can sell it for a lot of money."

She wanted to ask Chen Jian if he had time, but actually liked the feeling of lightly immersing himself in the book and letting time pass, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was not good, and it took up other people's time.

So I didn't say anything more, just told me how to cultivate this flower, how to light and fertilize it.

When the sun was about to set, Lin Xi was the only one left in the room.

For some reason, Cricket, who originally sounded interesting, became a little irritable when he heard it. He sat in front of the window lattice with his chin in his hands, silently watching the setting sun far away, and sighed unconsciously.

Cold rice cakes and cold tea are served for dinner.He took out the torch and lit the oil lamp, and wanted to read the book for a while, but he didn't know that the words on the book seemed to be jumping, and he couldn't read it after all.

He raised his cheeks again, staring blankly at the burning and jumping lights.

Opening the book just now, flipping through the scrawled paper, carefully folded it into a bookmark, and stuck it in the middle of the book.

Blowing out the oil lamp, he sighed faintly in the darkness.

Lie down, fell asleep, and dreamed wild dreams.

Chapter 14 Thick

On the same night, when Chen Jian returned home, he asked Chen Siwen for [-] silver coins softly, and said that if he didn't give it, he would find a chance to pawn the musket in his collection secretly, and said that it would not be an example.

The next day, I went to get some flowers back, borrowed another twenty from Henry Zhang, and made up fifty.

This is all the start-up funds, but this matter is a bit dirty, Chen Jian feels that he will still have to clean up in the future, so he can't go into battle shirtless at the beginning, and needs to find some cleaner gloves.

Nowadays, the agriculture is relatively well developed, the sea transportation is convenient, there is a lot of arable land per capita and some excellent fertile soil, so the prices of some agricultural products and fruit trees are not high.

To treat scurvy, you only need some fruits rich in vitamin C or vegetables like cabbage. You spent less than one silver coin to buy enough fruits and vegetables, and asked someone to find a tofu shop to grind these things. Filter out with gauze.

In order to prevent people from tasting what it is, some things that will not destroy the structure of the medicine are added to it, and it is reconciled into a weird taste, and it is packed in a porcelain bottle.

In addition to this, it took another three to five days to write some fairy tales with a graphite pen in the house that are easy to circulate among the market.

These things are not acceptable to the upper class, but some things don't appear rashly, they always have to be hyped from the bottom, and then deceive everyone into it.

After everything was prepared, it was already September [-]th, and Chen Jian also thought of someone he could use.

It is impossible for people in one's own circle to do such a thing, so only the bottom people can be used to stand in front of oneself.

When I came to the dirty hut I passed by when I first came to this world, the tired woman opened the door after knocking on the door. After a few glances, she finally recognized that it was the "poor man" who gave her thirty coppers for nothing last time. Party" young people.

"You still recognize me?"

"Recognize."

"I'm here to hire you to do something today. Two silver coins, no murder, no arson, no crime, no need to go to prison. But there is only one thing, no one can tell, including your man."

The woman was startled, two silver coins... If it was only food, it would be seven or eight hundred catties of polished rice, if it was mixed with bran, it would be enough to feed her and her man for a year.

This kind of good thing has never happened to her, and she also knows that it is difficult or even dangerous to get two silver coins all at once, but if she really can get two silver coins without going to prison, she is still eager to do it.

Chen Jian didn't talk nonsense, he took out two shiny silver coins with dragons and sailboats engraved on them, and handed them over.

The woman looked at her jet-black hands and the plaster in her nails, carefully pinching the silver coins with her nails for fear of touching Chen Jian's hands.

After taking the silver coin and identifying it, my heart beat wildly, and I held it tightly in my hand for fear of losing it.

"What are we doing?"

"Did you hear that someone on the pier had a strange disease?"

"I heard from my man."

"I'll give you another silver coin for a nicer suit and dress up. I have medicine for that disease, and when you're dressed up, go and cure them as I tell you. What to say, what not to say What, I'll tell you."

The woman took a step back in fright, took out the silver coin she was holding tightly, shook her head and said, "I won't do this."

"Don't worry, this is not poison. I have no grievances with them. If the disease is not cured, it will die sooner or later. Why should I harm them? After you go, just say that this thing may be effective, let them sign a contract, Life and death have nothing to do with you. If you don’t sign, you can leave, and these two silver coins are still yours.”

The woman took the money back, thought about it, and wondered: "If this is the case, why don't you treat them yourself? You can get a lot of fame, but why do you entrust this kind of good thing to me? Instead To spend money?"

Chen Jian said nonsense: "My father taught me since I was a child that good deeds should not be left behind. In our circle of rich people, you don't understand. Money is just a number to me. What we pursue is the spiritual realm. Some people are rich and return every day. How can you understand our life when you are thinking about thirty copper coins all day long? Just do it."

The woman nodded, thinking that the idea of ​​this rich man is really weird.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is really no danger, so I readily accept it.In fact, Chen Jian was far from the circle of rich people, but for people who spent two silver coins a year, they could pretend that they were rich.

"Are you literate?"

"I know more than 300."

"That's good. I'll write something for you. Also, do you have any sailor's son whose father went to sea and never came back? I need you to help me find this man, and I'll give you a hundred more Copper."

When the woman heard this, she said excitedly, "I am a man. His father was the first sailor to go to sea, and he never came back. There is only this one room left."

Chen Jian looked around, shook his head and said, "Is your man reliable?"

When the woman heard it, she immediately understood what it meant, and said with a wry smile: "Sir, we poor people have to live too. My man used to work at the dock, but he was kicked out after spraining his waist. Now he can only do some things that don't make any money. A few coppers. What am I to do with him? Be clean and starve?"

She raised her hand that wasn't holding the silver coin, handed it to Chen Jian, and said, "I'm a woman, and I studied weaving since elementary school, but I didn't expect that my hand would become like this. There are so many people every day, and people How many can you hire? Why hire me who can’t do much? You ask me to be a clean person, but you have to find me a clean job, even if it’s five coppers a day! Dirty It's better to be alive than starve to death."

Speaking of this, his voice was slightly sharp, and Chen Jian frowned slightly.

The woman might feel that she was losing her composure, worried that Chen Jian would be angry, and wanted to return the two silver coins, and finally let go of the last bit of self-esteem and protection, and begged: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, please trust us, we will abide by the agreement between us." I swear, I will never tell these things. Please, I shouldn't... I shouldn't talk to you like that, I was wrong just now, please trust us..."

After a long time, Chen Jian nodded. The woman thanked her a lot, and Chen Jian knew that the woman's gratitude was only the two silver coins.

There is no tea here, no snacks, not even half a piece of rice cake, only the trivial things in life.

It wasn't until it was very dark that a man walked in. He was taken aback when he saw Chen Jian, and the woman hurriedly explained to him.

Only then did the man pile up a strange, stiff smile after being tempered by life and forgetting how to laugh.

Chen Jian took out the strange story that he had written, and after reading it, he asked the men and women whether there was anything that sounded difficult to understand, or something that didn't fit what the crew members should say.

After making some revisions and explaining some details, he finally left five silver coins and left alone.

The whole night, the husband and wife did not sleep, they kept flipping through the silver coins hidden under the smelly, somewhat greasy-black mattress, stroked them over and over again, and pinched their faces hard, worrying that dream.