The happy life of a prodigal

Three corners is a small alley, there are three corners inside and outside, so it is called three corners.

This place is exactly where Jiang San rented the mansion.

He imitated those people before, and replied: "Yes!"

"Get out of the car quickly, we still have to do business!"

The coachman said angrily.

For the driver, time is money.

If he can save some time, he can make two more trips and earn more money.

If it was in the past, Jiang San would have quarreled with others when he heard this.

However, now he feels that he has no strength at all.

Not even in the mood for arguing.

Without saying a word, he got out of the carriage.

As soon as he got out of the carriage, the carriage left.

He stood there, looking at the sun that was about to set at dusk, feeling a little dazed.

For a moment, he didn't know where he was or what he was doing.

Fortunately, this state only lasted for a short while.

He became more sober.

He took a deep breath, patted his face, finally came back to his senses, took a step, and walked into the alley.

After walking around two corners, we finally arrived at a small courtyard.

Knocked on the door.

dong dong dong.

"Who is it!"

The childish voice of a little boy came from inside.

is his son.

"It's dad!" Jiang San replied.

Then I heard my son shouting happily: "Mom! Dad is back!"

Squeak.

The old door made a sound and opened slowly.

Jiang San's son stood behind the door and rushed forward.

"father!"

Jiang San picked him up, with a smile on his face: "Did you listen to your mother at home today?"

"Listen!" The son's immature face showed a smile.

Jiang San asked again: "Did you study hard in the school today?"

"Yeah!" The son proudly took out a charcoal pencil from his pocket, and said, "Father, I got No. 7 in the class this time, and my husband rewarded me with a charcoal pencil! It's very useful! "

Jiang San stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, and said proudly, "As expected of my son Jiang San, he is promising."

There was a proud smile on his face, but there was some emotion in his heart.

In any case, fortunately, his son's grades are ranked high, and it doesn't cost much money to study.

Otherwise, this is another large sum of money.

In one year alone, five taels of silver would be spent, which was a large sum.

Fangxiu Academy of Arts and Sciences.

If the adults in the court are like An Guogong, they think about the people in everything they do.

Everyone's life can be better.

As he thought so, a voice came from beside his ear.

"Master is back?"

Looking up, his wife Wu Shi stood in front of him.

Although she is only in her 30s, she looks a bit like a middle-aged woman in her 40s because she lives in the wind and sun in her hometown and has to work in the fields every day.

Jiang San looked at his wife, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

However, when the words in my heart came to my lips, I couldn't say them, and I changed them again.

"It's better not to call him master, just call him as before."

The first thousand and 170 chapters are really not good, let's go home and farm

Generally speaking, the word "Master" is only called by rich people.

Mrs. Wu used to work in a gentry's house, so she heard people call that gentry a master.

She thought that although her husband had not studied and was not a gentry, he had earned so much money and brought the two of them from a remote place to this bustling Kyoto.

My own husband can be regarded as a very capable person.

Calling a master, that is a very normal thing.

After all, those gentry families may not be able to get 1000 taels of silver. They can all be called masters, so why can't they be called masters?

So, she said: "Let's call you Master. You are different from before. You have status and status now. If you still call you Husband, it will be embarrassing for you if others hear you."

Hearing this, Jiang San opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing the look in Wu's eyes, he couldn't say anything.

After hesitating for a long time, he just said, "Let's eat."

"The meal has already been cooked," Wu said.

So, the family got together and started eating.

Meals are simple.

It is steamed corn bread, plus some vegetarian dishes, the only meat is eggs.

If it was before, when Jiang San saw this scene, he would have said: Our family is not as good as before, how can this food be like this?There should be more dishes.

At this time, Mrs. Wu would say: This is not much better than before. In the past, eggs were only eaten once during the Chinese New Year. Now I can eat eggs once a day. Isn't that good enough?

Then, the two of them would talk for a long time around the topic of food.

The little boy was listening from the side, saying a few words from time to time.

However, this time, Jiang San didn't mention the food, but just asked his son if he met new friends in school today, and if he studied hard.

A meal is eaten very quickly.

In the evening, the son went to study.

Only the words Jiang San and Wu Shi remained in the room.

Mrs. Wu cleaned up the dishes, and while washing the dishes, asked, "Is the exchange not too good today?"

She is not a fool.

On the contrary, compared to other village women, she is well-informed and intelligent.

Just some details can be guessed.

The exchange must be bad again, and the dividend price must have dropped again, otherwise Jiang San wouldn't have such an expression.

She could see that when he smiled, the smile was far-fetched.

Jiang San thought for a while, didn't say much, just said: "It's not very good."

After a pause, he said again: "But there will always be a good day."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wu seemed to realize something, raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang San, and said, "It's not a big deal, we've seen and lived in this capital, so there's nothing else we're not satisfied with. Woolen cloth?

In the worst case, go back to my hometown and continue farming. Let’s grow sweet potatoes instead. It’s easy to grow these sweet potatoes, just throw them in the ground, and they will grow well next year. Don’t worry at all..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang San: "Farming, farming, all you think about is farming, and you usually go out for a while, look at so many people in this capital, Who is farming?"

"Can you earn money by farming? Can you live in a house like this? If you farm, our son, our grandson, and our great-grandson will have to farm the land for the rest of their lives!"

When he spoke, he raised his voice with a hint of irritation.

Wu's eyes turned red when she heard this, and her voice was a little choked up: "What's wrong with farming? What's wrong with farming? Your family is a farmer, and mine is also a farmer. Your father is a farmer. Your grandfather is a farmer. It is farming, my father is farming, my grandfather is also farming, three generations of grandparents have been farming.

If you don’t farm, you can support you, and you can have so much food without farming, where can those people in Kyoto who don’t farm get food?

I think farming is pretty good!Don't even think about it!Don't worry about anything!I recruited you for farming! ? "

When it comes to the back, there is already some roaring.

"..."

When Jiang San heard this, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Indeed, their ancestors have been farming for generations.

But it is precisely because of this that he wants to get rid of it.

Is farming bad?

Actually he didn't know either.

In the village, there is everything you want to eat, and the people who look up and down are all familiar people, and they can be considered comfortable.

But when I entered the city, I always felt that I was different from before.

The days he lived in the past were like a dream, he could only think about it once in a while, let him go back to the days before, he didn't want to!

No matter how comfortable you are in the village.

If you want to buy cloth, you still have to travel an hour or two to the city, and use your frugal money to buy one or two bolts of cloth that are not considered good.

If you want to buy something, you can get it in the city.

The roof of the house is made of thatch. Although there are tiles on it, it cannot withstand the wind and rain...

Although there is a yard, it is useless except for a variety of dishes.

How is life in the village?

How was his old life?

Undoubtedly no.

Even without money, life in the city is much better than in the village.

However, one thing is true, there is no need to think so much in the village, it is just farming.

Of course, farming is not an easy task, you have to think about it all the time and take care of it all the time.

But it's just hard work, and you don't need to use too much brain.

The exchange is different.

Staying in the exchange, he felt like a bird that fell into the river. He had to struggle constantly to get out, or he could only sink straight down.

"Hey..." Jiang San sighed, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

Because he didn't know what to say.

Is he going to let the two of them go back to their hometown?

No matter what, I still have some silver, so I'll find a way to find a job.

So, he confessed: "I can't go to the exchange during this time... all the silver is gone, only more than 100 taels are left, and I can't get it out these days."

Although Wu shi was already mentally prepared, she was still shocked when she heard this.

You know, just a few days ago, there were more than 900 taels of silver in this exchange!

What is the concept of more than 900 taels of silver?

If you put it in your hometown, you will have no problem living comfortably for the rest of your life!