The general will eat grass

Dongping moved to the second-class servant's room in the southwest corner of the front yard that day. The servants envied him for having a good master in the morning, and laughed at him in the afternoon for not knowing what to do, contradicting the master, committing crimes, and being beaten to disfigurement.Dongping couldn't stand their pointing and pointing, so he ran to the housekeeper and begged him to arrange for him to go to another place.

Steward Shi usually stays in the middle of the courtyard and does his house work. When Master Hou is not at home, Fu Bao helps him sort out various accounts in the house.Hearing Dongping begging to see him at the door, Fubao pursed his lips and sighed, "This kid looks really smart."

Steward Shi snorted, tidied up the ledger, and said cheerfully, "That's right, that's why Master taught you not to look at people's appearances. Go and let him in, let's see what's up with him."

Fu Bao went out to meet him, seeing that his face was swollen like a pig's head, he couldn't help laughing out loud.Dongping was furious, and quarreled with him a few more times, but was yelled into the room by Steward Shi.

Dongping explained the purpose of his visit, butler Shi raised his eyelids and looked at him with a half-smile, and regretfully said, "Change rooms? What a coincidence, we have a new batch of servants in our mansion, and there are no other rooms for the time being."

"Mother Zhao said that after the young master gets married, the young one will stay in the mansion and have a better job. The young master doesn't need to serve the young one anymore, and the young one wants to take this job first."

"Hehe, a new job? I haven't heard of it. You have to ask Mother Zhao about it." Steward Shi took a sip of tea from a white porcelain tureen and stopped looking at him.

Seeing the butler's movements, Fubao immediately came over to stop Dongping who was still about to talk, "Dongping, the butler still has something to do, he's very busy, please go ahead."

Dongping was forcibly dragged out of the room, no matter how much he showed that he still had something to say, Fubao never let him in again. "All right, all right, stop making trouble. Didn't the housekeeper say that you should go to whomever you want." After finishing speaking, Fu Bao closed the door of the house.

Dongping spat and cursed that a dog looks down on people, and planned to go to the backyard to find Zhao Nanny.He never figured out why Steward Shi's attitude towards him had changed so much before and after.

In the room, Fubao sneered and said: "Master, this kid Dongping has no eyesight! He is clearly a member of Zhao Mama, but he came to ask you to do something. It is okay to ask you to do something, but he came empty-handed. He is really stupid. People say that like a master, there must be a servant, so in turn, the fourth young master is also a fool, right?"

"How many times have I told you that you can't judge people by their appearance, why can't you remember!" Steward Shi hated the iron and said: "Don't judge the master rashly, be careful that the misfortune comes out of your mouth."

---Shouqiu's collection of IQ online ---

When he was about to go to bed, Zhao Yuansong saw the ceramic rabbit on the bedside. It was the first gadget he bought with Dongping when he was a child. Thinking of Dongping implying that he was incompetent and that he would not have a bright future by his side, Not worth relying on, Zhao Yuansong felt sore.

Alas, except for the biological mother, no one in this world will be nice to another person for a long time!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuansong inevitably thought of Feng Jingde.Feng Jingde looked at him with deep eyes, without perfunctory or dodging, although he didn't know if he liked it, at least he didn't hate it.Thinking of the day when he hugged himself in public, Zhao Yuansong pulled the quilt over his head and hid himself laughing.

In order for the general to fall in love with him as soon as possible, he should become more reliable!

Beixuan was founded more than 50 years ago. There are Xiongnu in the north and Nanyuan in the south. There are constant battles on the border.When he was young, he sold persimmons with his mother, and he really liked doing business, so when Li Yuanxing asked him what he would do in the future, he answered without hesitation to be a merchant and earn money for Feng Jingde to fight in the war.

Yes, this is not his whim, so he has to plan carefully.At that moment, he got out of bed, put on his clothes, lit the oil lamp and began to arrange the dowry.

Cloth and food can be used for military supplies, tea can be transported outside the Great Wall to exchange for money, and the animal skins outside the Great Wall are all high-quality products, and the price will double when brought back to Kyoto. After the arrangement, this is a particularly profitable route.

What else can be exploited?Well, there is also a medicine shop here, there are no doctors who only sell herbal medicines, if so, you can make some simple heat-clearing and detoxifying pills, whether it is for the army or for ordinary people, it is another way of life.

Zhao Yuansong didn't fall asleep until midnight when writing and drawing.On the second day, he called the managers and shopkeepers of various villages and shops. In addition to getting to know each other, he checked the account books and carefully understood the actual situation in each place.The income ratio between these Zhuangzi and the shops is out of balance, and it is not as sluggish as he imagined. As long as the arrangements are reasonable, there is still a good chance of making money.

For example, all the tea grown in the teahouse is the most common tea, which has a low yield, and the aroma of the tea is easy to disperse, so it cannot be stored for a long time.However, it happened that Zhao Yuansong knew a method of roasting cooked tea, fermenting it into tea cubes, which not only can be preserved for a long time, but also the taste of the aged tea will become stronger.For example, Zhifang has only sold one kind of linen for more than ten years without innovation. Even if it is located in a civilian business district, most customers cannot afford other high-end cloth, so it should change the color and thickness.

Fortunately, the stewards and shopkeepers who stayed in Zhuangzi and shops were all domestic slaves who were not valued. With the deeds of these people in hand, Zhao Yuansong was not afraid that they would have different ideas, so he immediately stated his plan and asked them to go back and prepare , the new plan will be implemented in the spring of next year.

There was an old shopkeeper who was cautious and conservative. The whole family relied on the monthly silver issued by the shop to live. He was afraid that Zhao Yuansong, who had no business experience, would "play" his existing assets away, so he questioned and worried immediately.

Zhao Yuansong closed the account book, leaned back on the chair like an old man, glanced at Xiao Wu, and said, "What are you afraid of, Dingguo's mansion will take care of you if you lose."

I also heard that on the day of General Changying's appointment, in addition to 64 sets of heavy gifts, he also gave two extra Western barbarian slaves.The shopkeeper who also likes to gossip: "..." Well, young master, you are mighty, with thick thighs and a strong backing, you are the boss.

"Fourth young master, there are visitors in the house. Madam invites you to meet relatives in the front hall." A certain girl announced outside the door.

relative?

Xiao Wu leaned over and whispered in his ear, "It's from Wuyang."

Since having Xiyi Nu, Zhao Yuansong got the news much faster.He didn't have a good impression of the people from Wuyang. In his memory, they had nothing to do and they always cared about their status as the sons of the Hou family.When he followed the girl to the front hall, before entering the door, he heard a familiar female voice chattering there.

She is an aunt from the side branch of Wuyang, and she speaks sharply, "Madam, the fourth young master can't have children after marrying, so General Feng must have to take concubines. Not one mind. For the good of the fourth young master, and for the closer relationship between the two families, why not let the fourth young master marry with a sister? Of course, I am not talking about the second young lady. There is no concubine daughter in the mansion, I think about it, our family will suffer a bit, and give up the concubine daughter."

Zhao Yuansong stepped into the front hall and saw her pointing to the two girls who were sitting next to each other and eating candied fruit, "This is the eldest sister, Lan Qi, who is sixteen this year, and this is the second sister, Lan Ping, who is fifteen this year. "

Zhao Yuansong: "Yuan Song has seen his wife, his aunt, and his two older sisters."

"Oh, we were talking about the Fourth Young Master just now." Aunt Tang's fat face had no wrinkles, and she looked ten years younger than Mrs. Hou.

Mrs. Hou glanced at Zhao Yuansong indifferently, and said to Aunt Tang: "I can't talk about this matter, you and Yuansong can talk about it directly."

Aunt Tang was slightly dissatisfied with Mrs. Hou's attitude, but she realized that Mrs. Hou was not Zhao Yuansong's mother, so it was reasonable for her to ask her.Now with a smile of "for your own good", he said: "Fourth young master, the three generations of Dingguo's generals are all important ministers of the court. They fought south and north and made great contributions. It is impossible to give up easily. In this way, the incense will definitely need to be continued. Since they are destined to take concubines, it is better for you to bring someone who knows everything by your side." She pointed to her two daughters, "You and Lan Qi are both from Wuyang The Zhao family is one family, and the child you will have in the future does not mean that it is your own. Both of your sisters are virtuous, and they can not only help you to be pampered, but also have a caretaker if something happens to you. "

Madam Hou's eyes flicked across Zhao Yuansong's face, and then looked away, with a vague smile on her lips.

Zhao Yuansong's eyes quickly swept across the people present, and the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said slowly: "Yes, the three generations of Dingguo's mansion are generals, a wealthy family, and they are a favorite in everyone's eyes. You know that aunt, the first Dingguo The Duke is a son-in-law, since then, has the Dingguo Mansion stipulated that men can only marry wives and not concubines?" Xiao Wu told him the news, he also knew that the Dingguo Mansion only had one wife, but he I thought it was because they had been fighting all year round and had no time to take concubines.

Aunt Tang was taken aback, and muttered loudly: "But, how can you do it without children?"

"Then don't bother Auntie, the Dingguo Mansion already has a descendant. There are so many rich families in Kyoto, why should Auntie just stare at the Dingguo Mansion? Do you think the sisters are not beautiful enough to take them out to meet people?" Zhao Yuansong turned his head and looked at them Speaking of the two distant cousins, "Well, compared with the second lady, there is really a big difference. However, Auntie don't need to be discouraged. I will add a few more luxurious looks and new clothes for the sisters. Next year's Lu Ming banquet Come on, you can also catch a few poor families in white clothes."

"You, how can you be so reasonable!" Aunt Tang got up angrily.Although she couldn't read big characters, she could hear Zhao Yuansong mocking her snobbery, saying that she sold her daughter for glory. "Zhao Clan of Wuyang, why are you so ignorant!"

Zhao Yuansong said with a smile: "Auntie is absurd."

Aunt Tang was so angry that she walked around the hall for two steps. Looking back, she saw that Mrs. Hou was drinking tea by herself and had no intention of answering them at all, and she became even angrier.She didn't care about Mrs. Hou, and gave Zhao Yuansong a bitter look: "A kind heart is treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, Lan Qi, Lan Ping, let's go." She turned and pushed away the little girl who led Zhao Yuansong, took her daughters to leave, and lifted the door in the front hall. I tried too hard on the felt curtain and almost pulled it off.

Only then did Madam Hou put down the teacup and looked at Zhao Yuansong: "Songer, mother didn't know you were so eloquent!"

Zhao Yuansong: "Returning to Madam, the child also read the dowry gift list and chatted with the managers and shopkeepers before suddenly realizing that he has developed new skills."

Mrs. Hou: "...!"