Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

Before they knew it, a busy afternoon was over. The people from the Agriculture Department still left on time and would never stay for a second longer. Yang Yuanzu planned to stay a little longer to finish the work at hand.

He asked the arithmetic officer to help take the food box out to Luo Mingshi at the palace gate, and told Luo Mingshi and the others not to wait for him as he might have to go back late today.

Yang Yuanzu stayed for two purposes, one was to work, and the other was to see who had been sneaking into the warehouse one after another to look through the agricultural company's data.

The records collected in the Agricultural Department's warehouse include the land conditions and production figures of various places in the Daning Dynasty in various years.

Yang Yuanzu moved the things into the warehouse and waited for someone to come while working.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, no one came. He looked at the hourglass and it was getting late, so he prepared to go home. When he walked out of the warehouse, he found that the door was locked.

Yang Yuanzu knocked on the door a few times and shouted twice, but no one paid any attention to him. It was quiet and there was no one around.

If there is no door, you can go through the window. Yang Yuanzu opened the window and jumped out easily.

He looked at the doors and windows and wondered, what was the point of locking the door?

However, even if the windows are locked, someone can still get in through the roof. Once the tiles are removed, the thief can enter from any position he wants.

After climbing over the window and the wall, Yang Yuanzu walked all the way home. When he passed by the stalls of ordinary people on the way, he would take a closer look and buy anything he liked.

When he returned home today, he saw a bamboo craftsman selling small items he had woven, as well as bamboo stools and backpacks.

These things were definitely handicrafts in his era. Yang Yuanzu walked up to the stall curiously and squatted in front of it to pick them up, preparing to buy one to take home.

Yang Yuanzu took a look at them all and found that the woven items here were very exquisite, so he bought a bamboo basket and a bamboo ball for Hu Wa to kick.

The bamboo rabbit looked good, but it was more expensive than the basket and the bamboo ball. The cheapest thing he bought was Hu Wa’s bamboo ball.

After paying, Yang Yuanzu put the things in a basket and took it home. As soon as he got home, the things he bought were divided among everyone.

Lin Ting'an took the bamboo rabbit and left, and Aunt Chen took the bamboo basket and left. At the end, she asked him where he bought them. The bamboo weaving craftsmanship looked good, so she asked Yang Yuanzu to buy a few more bamboo baskets to store things next time.

Hu Wa got the ball and ran to the yard to play tennis with a few dogs, while Yang Yuanzu just collapsed on his personal improved version of the lazy sofa and did some sitting.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he asked Lin Ting'an, who was studying the cloth pattern, "By the way, has the Luo family's medicine shop been selected?"

Lin Ting'an answered without even looking up: "No."

Aunt Chen added: "The prices in those shops are too expensive. They want to take another look."

Lin Ting'an expressed his own opinion. He looked up and said, "I think a clinic doesn't need to be opened in a downtown area like our department store or Xiuxiu's Baiweilou. It is also feasible to open a clinic in a secluded place with few people. As long as the reputation is spread, people will naturally come to visit in the future."

"Even good wine needs to be well known if it is not well known. I think it's better to open a store in a downtown area. Look at those remote places, there is no one there." Aunt Chen said from the side. After the two of them expressed their opinions, they stared at Yang Yuanzu, wanting to see what he would say.

Faced with the double pressure, Yang Yuanzu closed his eyes and continued to lie on the sofa. He shouldn't have asked that question in the first place.

Lin Ting'an kicked Yang Yuanzu privately and continued to ask: "Husband, what do you think?"

Yang Yuanzu opened his eyes, sat up, thought for a while and said, "The Luo family is short of money. They can either make up for it and open a clinic in the downtown area, or find a quiet shop."

It is impossible to make up the money. Before, Yang Yuanzu helped the Luo family build a house in Changjing. The Luo family wanted to pay back the money for the house construction, but the Yang family refused.

When it came time to buy a shop, the Luo family was too embarrassed to borrow money from the Yang family. Besides, the Yang family had just moved to Changjing City and needed money everywhere.

As for Yang Huahua, they did not ask for a loan. Yang Huahua's money was her dowry. It would not make sense for parents-in-law to use their younger generation's dowry to open a shop. Besides, their son now gets money from Yang Huahua.

The Luo family had thought about renting a shop before, but it is harder to rent a shop in Changjing City than to buy one, and most of them are rented out for short periods of time during the gap between buying and selling.

The things they have in their clinic are messy and numerous. It would be too troublesome to rent a shop and move things frequently, and it would not be good to keep changing the location of the clinic.

When the business was just starting to pick up, they might have to move because of the shop, so the two elders of the Luo family thought about it and decided that buying it was the most cost-effective.

The money they had planned to use to buy a house was left in their hands because of the Yang family, so Dr. Luo simply decided to use the money to buy a shop.

Only by owning a shop can one make money, and only by having money in the future will one have the opportunity to repay the favor. As for their son, they really can't count on him.

With such a big favor on his shoulders, Luo Mingshi didn't consider himself an outsider at all. He ate and slept well both in the Yang family and in his own family. He also often pestered Yang Huahua to increase her monthly salary, just like a husband who married into the family.

If Luo Mingshi knew what his parents were thinking, he would definitely complain about it. He had already handed over all his salary. If he hadn't handed over his salary, he wouldn't have asked Yang Huahua to increase his monthly allowance.

After hearing what Yang Yuanzu said, Lin Ting'an just said, "What you said is the same as saying nothing." After that, he looked as if he had no expectations of Yang Yuanzu, and began to fiddle with the colorful ornaments in his hand.

Aunt Chen had the same attitude as Lin Ting'an and was about to go back to the kitchen to see how Sister Cai's dinner was going. Just as she turned around, she heard Yang Yuanzu speak again. She then stopped on her way to the kitchen and turned around to listen to what Yang Yuanzu had to say.

"We just moved to Changjing City, and we have to calculate the money we have. I think the Luo family elders can adopt An An's opinion."

Lin Ting'an couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that Yang Yuanzu agreed with his opinion. Seeing that Aunt Chen was still here, he tried to hold back his excitement.

Aunt Chen was a little surprised to see that her son agreed with Lin Ting'an's opinion. Who would go to the new clinic if it was located in a remote place?

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Yuanzu quickly explained: "Like An An said, we can build up our reputation first. Then we can make some flyers and hand them out on the street. We can also give everyone a discount and people will naturally come. Over time, we will accumulate customers."

Yang Yuanzu paused and added, "But the premise is that the location of this clinic cannot be too remote. It should be a place that everyone knows and can find."

"Flyers?"

“Is there still a discount?”

The two asked in confusion after hearing this.