Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 18 Private Property

  Everything on the stall was sold out, Father Zhu cleaned up the stall, and asked Zhu Pingchuan to lead Zhu Pingan to wait here, and he went to the grocery store to sell the rabbit fur.

  Because Father Zhu and the grocery store are regular customers, and the grocery store will not let Father Zhu suffer, so Zhu Pingan did not insist on going with him.

  Father Zhu went there for a while and then came back. There were five rabbit skins in total, each with twelve characters, and a total of sixty characters.

  Seeing his father put all the money into the back basket, Zhu Ping'an's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "A lot of money. I gave it to my mother when I went back. My mother must be very happy."

   "No, we can only keep twenty-four cash for this money, and the rest must be given to grandma." Father Zhu explained while stroking Zhu Ping'an's head with a smile.

   Oh, I remembered.

  The Zhu family’s family rules stipulate that all the income obtained during the daytime that should be used to do farm work must be returned to the public, and 80% of the private income at night or other time that is not used to do farm work must be handed over.

  In ancient times, private property was not allowed if there was no family separation. In ancient times, the patriarchal system was still patriarchal.

  I go up the mountain during the daytime to do farm work, so all the income from the uphill must go to the public account; for bamboo weaving, because most of it is done by the father at night, 80% of the income must be handed over.

   All the money from selling rabbit skins must be handed over to the grandmother for confiscation. In addition to all the rabbit skins that have to be handed in, all the 50 Wen earned from the mountain delicacies and wild game must also be handed in.

  Of course, my father has to pay 80% of the money for selling bamboo weaving. This time, my father’s bamboo weaving also sold for 120 renminbi.

  That is to say, all the things this time were earned by my father’s hard work, but this time I have to hand in a total of almost 200 essays. If it wasn't for his own honeysuckle, my father could only leave about 20 wen this time.

As far as Zhu Ping'an knows, the uncle's family seems to have never paid a penny to the family. Instead, they withdraw money from the family account from time to time. Rarely; the fourth uncle's family, forget it, the fourth uncle and the little fourth aunt are also trying to take advantage of the account.

  Despite paying a lot of money, the grandparents often favor the family of the uncle and the fourth uncle.

   Whenever something happened at home, my grandmother often asked my father to pay, and my father always paid the money without hesitation. For this reason, my mother Chen and my father were angry many times.

  Filial piety is what you should do, but you have to take care of your family too. My eldest brother is going to get married in a few years, so I have to save money for my eldest brother to marry a wife. My grandparents have always favored my uncle's imperial examination, so I'm afraid they won't be able to pay much. Besides, if there is any change in the family, you have to be prepared.

  So, it is necessary to brainwash my father.

   "Why did you give it to grandma?" Zhu Pingan asked with his head raised.

   "Because we have to eat, we eat at home." Father Zhu explained.

   curled his lips.

   "The honeysuckle was promised to me by my grandmother, so I want to keep the money, and the silver **** is also given to me by someone else." Zhu Pingan made a childish rogue look.

  Father Zhu thought for a while, yes, indeed, the whole family laughed at the flowers Xi'er picked when they came back from the mountain, and mother did indeed say that honeysuckle should be returned to Xi'er.

   "En, all right." Father Zhu nodded.

   "Father, I used to sell bamboo weaving in the town. How much can I sell at a time? How much will I give to my grandmother?" Seeing Zhu's father agreeing, Zhu Pingan felt that Zhu's father could still be saved, so he asked casually.

  Father Zhu replied while packing the household belongings, "I used to sell sixty or seventy cash each time, so give about fifty cash to the family."

   "Then let's sell bamboo weaving this time and give grandma ten more coins, and grandmother sixty coins." Zhu Pingan looked like a filial and good child.

   In this way, apart from the honeysuckle money, 60 wen can be left for this income.

   "Huh?" Father Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "It's not like that, the bamboo weaving sold a lot this time."

   "Yes, brother, you are too young to count." Big brother Zhu Pingchuan also said.

  This method didn’t work, so Zhu Ping’an had to change it.

"Auntie and Auntie both have silver hairpins. My mother has been greedy for a long time, but she didn't save enough money." Zhu Ping'an's eyes showed the scene of his mother Chen's envy of Auntie and Aunt, which was quite contagious. .

Zhu's father also thought of the Chen family who was at home. He had paid a lot for himself and the family, so he should save some money to make his wife happy. Besides, this time the bamboo weaving handed over to the family was ten cents more than before, right? .

In the end, Father Zhu also nodded in agreement, and carefully divided the money into two parts, and handed over the money to the family and put it aside. The other part, including the honeysuckle money, was carefully wrapped and put in Zhu Ping'an's small basket, and the leftovers were eaten with cattle. covered with green grass.

  Before returning home from the town, Father Zhu bought some oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar tea, and other daily necessities at the market.

  Zhu Ping'an also bought two meat buns, wrapped them in paper and put them carefully under the basket to cover them.

  Father Zhu thought the child was greedy, so he asked.

  Unexpectedly, Zhu Ping'an replied, "The meat buns I ate in the morning are delicious, I want to take them home for my mother to try."

   This made Zhu's father's face a little hot. The youngest son remembered to bring things for Chen, but he didn't even think of taking the initiative to buy things for Chen.

Fortunately, it's not too late to make up for it, because Father Zhu doesn't have much money, so he can't make some jewelry or other things to please Mrs. Chen, but it's still better to buy some cloth and let Mrs. Chen make two new clothes for herself. OK. Thinking of Chen's delicate appearance in new clothes, Zhu's father grinned.

  There was a cloth shop not far from the booth, and Father Zhu led his two sons into the cloth shop. The store occupies a much larger area than the medicine hall, and as soon as you enter the door, you will be dazzled by the colorful cloth inside.

   "The guest officer is here to buy cloth, this way please."

  The store clerks were also very transparent. They didn't guide Father Zhu and the others to the silk weaving area, but directly guided Father Zhu and the others to the cotton cloth area with moderate prices.

"We are all authentic Songhu cotton cloth, which is purchased directly from Songjiang Prefecture. It is exquisite, strong, and beautiful. Whether it is making clothes or quilts, it is very popular, and the price is affordable." The shop assistant can speak eloquently. , The ability to observe words and emotions is also very strong, as if you can see through Zhu's father's thoughts, and finally emphasizes that the price is affordable.

  Songjiang Mansion is clothed in the world, and Huang Daopo has contributed to Kyushu. Sure enough, I didn't expect that Songjiang cotton cloth had already spread far to the backing town at the foot of the mountain.

   "How much is this kind of cloth?" Father Zhu asked, pointing to a piece of cotton cloth with a peach blossom and white background.

   "120 yuan a piece." The store clerk replied, "This kind of cloth can be used to make 8 coats, and if it is made of skirt pants, it can be made into 12 pieces. It is very cost-effective."

  In the Ming Dynasty, one piece was equal to four feet, one foot was ten feet, and one foot was converted into a modern unit of 0.31 meters, which means that a piece of cloth was about twelve meters.

  (end of this chapter)