Reborn and married to uncle, husband and wife teamed up to abuse scum.

On the second day after the notice was posted, the city was already full of discussions. The salt merchants were very satisfied with the terms of the notice. For 50,000 taels, they could have a Hanlin scholar write a book and biography for them, which was something they had never dared to think of before.

Just imagine that many years later when you hold sacrifices, the door of the ancestral hall will be opened, and your descendants will be flipping through your biography, looking at your life and achievements. You will be happy even in the underworld to see their admiring eyes.

"Go to the government office and guard it. Our Huang family will be the first to donate."

Boss Huang said that he wanted to be the first person in Huaijiang to have a biography.

Boss Han is more astute than Boss Huang. After some discussion, the two brothers decided to donate 50,000 taels each. They only said that the amount would not exceed 100,000 taels, but did not say that only one person in the family could donate. 50,000 taels would be worth a thousand taels for a good reputation during one's lifetime and after his death.

The second master of the Yao family has prepared 200,000 taels to let the brothers in the family have biographies. At the same time, he said, "The first charity hall of the court in Huaijiang must be named after the Yao family. Since the highest bidder wins, our Yao family is not afraid."

Similar to the salt merchants, there are also cloth merchants, gold merchants, porcelain merchants, tea merchants, wine merchants, etc., all of which have become active. Each of them has prepared silver and money, ready to tire out a few Hanlin scholars who are writing biographies.

At the end of the year, the emperor will give a banquet, and they must have a seat at the banquet. If they don’t have a seat, then it’s fine, but why shouldn’t they have a seat if others have one?

Who doesn’t have 50,000 taels?

Above these merchants are the clans. These well-established families attach great importance to the book and biography. Every household is determined to get one, and more and more servants come to the government gate to wait every day.

Rich people were vying to donate, and ordinary people did not want to be left behind. Although they could not have biographies, it was great to have a name on the booklet, so they responded one after another.

"I think it's almost done. Shall we start tomorrow?"

Tang Gang paid close attention to the situation outside, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally. It was a rare opportunity for him to stand out in his life, so he gave it a go this time. Success was just around the corner, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Tang Mo stopped him, "Don't be impatient. Cooking requires a strong fire. When the fire is stronger, I will arrange some more storytellers to spread the word. We also need to wait for the Hanlin scholars, who are all scholars and weak in body."

Tang Gang chose to listen to his advice, "Be careful and don't make any mistakes."

Tang Mo looked at him, "Many people have said they want to come and see father, why don't you meet more of them, convey the emperor's wishes, and also contribute to the fundraising."

Tang Gang thought it made sense. After all, only a minority of the people could donate, and the rich merchants were the focus. If 100% of the money in Huaijiang River was silver, 80% was from the rich merchants. If they were a little more generous and willing to donate a little more, their donations would be enough to cover the total amount of money donated by many people.

"You come with me."

Tang Gang hopes there is someone who can help him, and Tang Mo is the most suitable candidate.

"I won't join in the fun. When I came here, I said several times that I would go around the Huai River with my wife, see the scenery, and taste the local food, but I didn't do it even though I promised."

Tang Mo returned to his bachelor nature, "Besides, my original promise to her was to take her back to Huaijiang and spend some time with her, but it turned out that I was just here to do an errand. This doesn't feel right."

"so..."

He showed his eight teeth again, "Father, please work harder, be considerate of your son, endure a few more days of hard work, and let your son have some free time."

Tang Gang......

This bastard didn't think that this was his first time to Huaijiang, and he also wanted to travel around and experience different customs and cultures?

Tang Mo stood up with a smile, "Father is busy, so my son is going to accompany his wife."

Seeing him leave in such a graceful manner, Tang Gang took a few deep breaths and missed his eldest son again. If Tang Rong were still alive, he would never delay his work just to accompany his wife. He would definitely seize the opportunity to perform well and seek the greatest credit.

When Tang Mo returned to the courtyard where he lived, he heard a tinkling sound in the house before he even entered. He pushed the door open gently and saw Xin An taking off her shoes and sitting cross-legged on the bed, covering her eyes with a handkerchief, and copper coins slipping from her hands.

"Fifty-eight."

Xin An lifted the veil and was startled when he saw Tang Mo. "You walked silently. When did you come?"

Tang Mo smiled and walked forward to sit on the edge of the bed, picking up the copper coins and clinking them twice, "You are sneaking around in the daytime with the door closed, and you want to learn Brother Huan's ability to identify coins by their sound?"

Xin An ignored her and counted the scattered copper coins. In the end, she counted out sixty. Not giving up, she counted again and still got sixty. She sighed, "I taught him this skill step by step. Now I can't do it myself. I've been practicing for several days, but I'm still a little short."

He gathered the coins together and covered his eyes again, "I don't believe it. Let's try again."

There was another round of coin clinking. Xin An listened carefully and finally reported the number of forty-seven. This time he counted out forty-six. He raised his head and sighed angrily, "It was almost there again. I am so angry."

Tang Mo said that he was already very good. He grabbed a handful and tried it himself. He felt the coins quickly slipping from his palm. He also said a number of fifty-eight, and in the end twenty-three came out, which was a huge difference.

"See? You're only off by one or two. I'm just guessing. You're an expert."

Xin An shook his head helplessly, "My hands are so clumsy, and I have forgotten most of the skills I learned before. Fortunately, I don't need to use them now, otherwise how can I live?"

Tang Mo came forward and glared at her, "I asked you to pick up all those skills you had before, and pick them up openly."

"Say it."

Tang Mo suppressed his laughter, "When we have a child, you can use this as an excuse to teach him to practice over and over again, and if he fails, you can blame it on the child."

Xin An chuckled, "You are really good at thinking."

"After all, the biggest role of a child is to take the blame. If anything goes wrong, they can be blamed on him, and he can't explain it anyway."

Tang Mo laughed when he thought of that scene. A little kid who couldn't even speak clearly looked at him being wronged with clear and innocent eyes, and maybe even laughed foolishly. It was really fun just thinking about it.

Xin An laughed even more happily, "I think your suggestion is very good. How about inviting you to visit Huaijiang Night Market in the evening?"

Tang Mo stood up cheerfully, bowed and said, "Thank you very much, Madam, for the reward."

When the sunset filled the sky, Tang Mo took Xin An out for a walk. They met Tang Gang who had come to talk to Xin Kuan. The father and son looked at each other, and Tang Mo looked proud. "Father, father-in-law, you don't have to wait for us to eat tonight. Let's go out for a walk."

Xin Kuan nodded cheerfully, "Go ahead, Huaijiang is very lively at night, it's nice to go for a walk."

After watching the two leave, Xin Kuan was very satisfied. He turned his head and asked Tang Gang with a smile, "My Lord, where were we just talking about?"