Siheyuan: Making a fortune every day, breaking the defense of the whole courtyard

Jin Tiansheng looked at what You Fengxia handed over with surprise in his eyes.

He had never seen any of these things.

The milky white viscous liquid in the transparent bottle and the fragrant soapberry...

In the corner of the basket, there is another bag of rice that is even more shiny...

After You Fengxia explained the effects of these things, Jin Tiansheng's eyes were full of shock.

I kept muttering in my heart: "Are these things really so good!?"

"Mr. Jin, this is my sincerity."

"Mr. Zhang, thank you very much for your gift. I can only do my best for you."

After hesitating for a long time, Jin Tiansheng decided to accept Zhang Xiao's sincerity.

The lives of the Eight Banners descendants were already a mess, and using the older generation's things to exchange for food was as common as eating and drinking.

"Then I'll wait for news from Mr. Jin." Zhang Xiao said with a smile.

Looking at Jin Tiansheng walking away, You Fengxia was a little puzzled why Zhang Xiao gave a whole bottle of shampoo and a whole bar of soap to Jin Tiansheng.

You know, if you sell them separately, it would cost a lot of money!

"You are too short-sighted! Look further ahead. I still have a lot of these things. But Jin Tiansheng is not an ordinary Eight Banners disciple."

"oh!?"

"His last name is Jin, and he has money."

As soon as Zhang Xiao pointed it out, You Fengxia immediately understood.

After the Qing Dynasty destroyed the Aisin-Gioro clan, they began to change their names and live in the old city, and the Jin family was a large family among them.

Most of them are descendants of princes.

"What a little rascal!"

"Haha, the fun is yet to come!"

"Xiao'er, do you think Jin Tiansheng will do what you want?"

"Of course they will. These Eight Bannermen who are immersed in the afterglow of the old times attach great importance to preserving their own reputation."

"If it works, that's even better. If it doesn't, we won't suffer any loss."

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Jin Tiansheng hurried back home and couldn't wait to pick out a small piece of Wuchang rice and put it on his fingertips.

Autumn~~Autumn~~Autumn~~

In the blink of an eye, Jin Tiansheng felt a touch on his fingers, and the few millet grains on them disappeared in an instant.

"this!!"

Rubbing his eyes, Jin Tiansheng couldn't believe his eyes.

The starling, which was usually listless, instantly looked better after eating Wuchang rice, and even its feathers became more lustrous.

Turning around, he looked at the other items in the basket.

He hurriedly fetched a basin of water and started washing in the yard.

hiss~~

A cool feeling spread from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

You have to know that this is late summer and autumn has not yet arrived. Even the water drawn from the well is not this cool.

"This is just as Mr. Zhang said!"

Then Jin Tiansheng looked at the milky liquid in the transparent plastic bottle next to him.

If he had to say what excited him the most, it would undoubtedly be Wuchang rice and this shampoo.

Your skin and hair is from your parents.

If it weren't for the changes in the times, they, as descendants of the Eight Banners, would never cut their hair easily.

"So slippery!"

Jin Tiansheng exclaimed again.

In order to remember the glory of their ancestors, many of the Eight Banners descendants kept medium-long hair.

Every time I go out to visit friends, I always spend a lot of time taking care of it.

Cleanliness and tidiness are their minimum requirements.

But taking care of long hair always bothers them.

But now, the soap and shampoo sent by Zhang Xiao, these two simple things can solve the problem perfectly.

"Tomorrow is another day to visit friends, so it's a good time to mention Mr. Zhang's matter. It's worth it that he gave me so many things."

To put it simply, what Jin Tiansheng meant by visiting friends was a group of Eight Banners descendants getting together to chat and brag, and at the same time show off themselves.

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In the night, people coming out of the alley had joy on their faces.

"Uncle! This black market is still the best. It's safe and there's nothing to worry about. There are a lot of things and people, so I sold everything in no time."

"Yes! Indeed, this black market has several times more people than when we came here a few days ago."

"Uncle, we can eat dumplings again this time, right!"

"I'm just thinking about eating. I didn't eat enough last time!"

"No, I only had one bowl last time, which was not enough to fill me up. Besides, the dumplings made with the white flour from the black market have a unique fragrance, and I never get tired of eating them."

When Qin Dahu heard what his nephew Qin Feiyang said, he subconsciously glanced towards the depths of the alley, where was the stall of the black market manager himself.

Not only are the supplies sufficient, but their quality is several times better than other places.

Food made from fine white flour is not only fragrant, but also has a slight sweetness from maltose.

Cornmeal doesn't make your throat sore.

The main thing is that the price is very reasonable and it is not raised because of the high quality.

"Okay, this time our goal is to buy more cornmeal. White flour is still too expensive. Next time we'll hunt some prey so you can have enough to eat at once."

"Uncle, okay!"

Qin Feiyang also understood Uncle Dahu very well. The fields in the village had not yet been harvested, and the food stored by every household was almost gone.

The two men packed up their stall, bought the cornmeal they needed, and left the black market.

We met many people on the way.

Curious Feiyang even caught up with the person and asked him about it.

It would have been better if they hadn't asked. After asking, the uncle and nephew fell silent.

Wow, people from seven or eight miles away come to this black market to buy things.

It's time to close the market.

"Brother Xiao, this is today's money and accounts, please check it."

"Okay, put it on the table first. I have something I want to tell you and Xiaohu."

"Brother Xiao, you tell me, my two brothers promise to complete the task."

"It's nothing serious. Tomorrow morning you and Xiaohu can ride my bicycle back to Zhangjia Village and pick up the remaining people."

"Okay...what!? Brother Zhang, you said to take them all!?"

"Is there a problem!?"

"No...no problem."

"By the way, bring more food down tomorrow so the children can have enough to eat, and give some to the villagers as well, don't be stingy."

"Okay! Thank you, Brother Xiao."

Xiaohu seemed very excited, but Xiaolong was more worried.

There are currently more than twenty half-grown children in Zhangjia Village!

"Are you planning to use these children!?"

"Ok!"

"But, you know, they are all half-grown children."

"Yes, that's why I wanted to bring them all with me. At least life here is much better than in the village."

"Alas! Who made me get on this pirate ship of yours? I will suffer a lot in the future."

"Hahaha, don't worry, these kids alone can't make me poor, and you can only enjoy the good life if you follow me."

Zhang Xiao hugged You Fengxia and comforted her softly.

He naturally knew what You Fengxia was worried about. Wasn't she afraid that she would go bankrupt?

The poor can only take care of themselves, while the rich can help the world.

Although Zhang Xiao is currently unable to help the world, he can still raise dozens of children.