If you really give one tael of silver a day, isn't it not worth a penny or a word? Song Fubao smiled, which can be regarded as a chance for her.

"To add up, I don't know how many words I have to write in a day. It's really not easy, so one tael of silver, you're not doing charity. Then, according to the account received this afternoon, it's okay to pay six taels of silver a day. You can't refuse any more. Mister!"

She was really tired of looking for reasons!

Li Annian took a deep look at her, which made Song Fubao feel inexplicably guilty, and then he agreed, "Listen to the shopkeeper, six taels is six taels, I will try my best to write more."

He searched his hands, and now he is not a well-known person, and he still can't reach the level of a penny or a word. There are many scholars who come to copy books, and a book with a few thousand words is less than a hundred pennies.

Everyone is the same, his luck is nothing more than meeting this blessing.

This was the happiest time in his life for him and his mother, and he was extremely grateful to the self who had the courage to recommend himself. If it wasn't for that time, the only thick-skinned time, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as smooth as it is today.

"you are welcome!"

Song Fubao returned the gift, and several people laughed tacitly. The students in the room stopped writing and showed envy. Six taels of silver a day, three days is enough to barely scrape together the cost of going to the capital for the exam.

that's nice!

They can't earn that much a year, but now they may be able to make it a year, thanks to Tianxiang Bookstore, Song Fubao, although not as good as Li Annian, but in the entire Ping'an County, they are also treated very well.

They are very contented!

Before dinner, Song Fubao went back to the shop again, after discussing for five days, the shop would be closed for the New Year, and then he wrote an announcement, informing the staff to clean up the shop on the sixth day, and on the evening of the sixth day, the New Year’s allowance and paid annual leave to the university. After the fifth day of the new year, I left to go home with Grandma Song.

In the coming week, Li Xiuzhi and Boss Song will be responsible for all the time.

As soon as a few people left, the guys in the store took off happily.

Paid annual leave, there is such a good thing, there is still half a month before the Chinese New Year, and there are still 9 days to celebrate the Chinese New Year in six days, plus three days for the Chinese New Year, and two days after the new year, that is thirteen days without work, and it is free Get wages, and allowances.

Don't you just wait for a month's wages for nothing!

It's not too beautiful, so everyone is full of energy, humming songs while pouring water for guests.

One of the guests was puzzled, how could anyone be so happy while working, he laughed so hard that he almost felt like he was the richest man in the world, and all the guys were warm and polite from the bottom of their hearts.

"Hey, little brother, why are you getting happier and happier, what's your secret?"

"Of course the secret is given by the boss..." Xiaoer hurriedly shut up, but he couldn't say it. If he said it, it wasn't a bunch of people coming to grab his job. Ah right!"

The other guys agreed with him and nodded in agreement.

Customers in the store: ...

It seems that this is really a place full of blessings, even Xiao Er's daily mental outlook is different from other stores.

Spread the good name.

The next day.

Everyone in the village was happy, but cautious. With the previous rice seed case, everyone was more afraid. Don't give them the white radish seeds so quickly.

So they went to the village chief's house one after another to intercede, no matter what they had to do after the new year.

The village chief Xu Guoyin was speechless. Is this something they can decide?But when His Majesty came back, it must be a new year, and everyone was relieved, so they set off to the government's white radish field to help harvest seeds.

Song Fubao, Meng Xuanye, Li Xiu, Li Mu, Chen Youliang, Li Zheng, and Grandma Song arrived early in the morning. Zhang Tiekui was instructing the yamen servants to harvest, and the villagers were gearing up. Only the first batch of skilled people went up to help change shifts.

Because the weather is too cold, it is definitely not possible to keep working. It takes one or two hours to harvest the seeds, and another two or three hours to dig the radishes.

With the harvesting experience several times before, Song Fubao and others have calmed down, but there is a carriage standing outside to accompany the crowd, waiting for the completion of the harvest.

After half an hour, the seeds began to come out into finished products. Meng Xuanye took the iron box he had made this time and went over, put a cloth bag inside, and put everything in it.

An hour and a half, all done.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Youliang, Li Xiu, and Lord Li Zheng were sent back to the town in a carriage. Song Fubao only thought that they were in a hurry to go back to store for fear of problems, and he didn't think anything was wrong.

Then there was the radish-digging session that Meng Xuanye spoke.

"Although the white radishes planted this time are from the government, His Majesty has already said that I will give 58% to the villagers of the village, and the rest will be sent to Da'an Country Twelve Congee and [-] counties to enjoy the blessings together. As usual, dig it out and send it to the Song family’s yard, and divide it after weighing it!”

Everyone was surprised and delighted. Apart from the joy of getting a batch of radishes for New Year, the most important thing is that this was ordered by His Majesty, and His Majesty remembers them! ! !

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