Xiaoyao Nongjiazi

In the following days, Zhong Qingran was completely at ease.

He had drawn a lot of new patterns that Qinghefang needed before, no matter how fast the imitation was, there was still a process, and it would be enough to change a batch in a few days, so there is no need to worry for now.

On the other side of the shrimp pond, there are people taking care of him, and he is basically not needed. He only needs to go over occasionally to have a look.

As for Xiaoshan, it won't be long before it will enter winter, and it seems that there is not much to do in this season.Since he was not needed anywhere, he put his mind on teaching his younger siblings.

After this period of time, the little guys have gradually mastered some characters. Even the youngest Zhong Qingcheng, although not good at writing, can say the corresponding characters when he sees pictures.

It is Zhong Qing who works the hardest. She usually has to work, and Zhong Qingran has no fixed teaching time. Most of the time, she follows her own temperament. If you miss it, you have to ask for advice in private with the cheek, thanks to the good relationship between their brother and sister, otherwise, how would a little girl dare to bother him constantly?

Zhong Qingran didn't care, he only taught three or five words a day, it didn't take much time, besides Zhong Qing was lively and cute, and he was very close to him, how could he be bothered?

But now that he is idle, Zhong Qingran decided to teach more.In this season, Zhong Qing doesn't have to go out all the time, and usually works at home, which is convenient for him to find someone.

Now that the temperature has dropped, it is still quite pleasant to be outside.Zhong Qingran spends most of his time when the sun is just right. While basking in the sun, he watches a few little guys learning and playing, which is very interesting.Sometimes when he is interested, he will draw a few strokes on them.

Speaking of this, Zhong Qingran remembered that painting was expensive, and if he had no income, he wouldn't dare to write and paint casually.There are really no cheap things for a scholar. Even if the materials he chooses are not very good, he still spends a lot of money.Now, he doesn't have to worry about these things. Qinghefang's business is good, and he himself earns money from time to time, so he can fully afford it.

Today, Zhong Qingran taught simple words and sentences.Those words used for real things are easier to understand, and some conjunctions and particles are a bit abstract, and it is difficult to explain them separately, so they are put in a specific context to learn together.

"Let's learn a sentence today." Zhong Qingran found a few words from the wood chips, took out his new writing, and arranged them in order of words, "Come on, follow me to read, 'Autumn is here, the leaves are yellow, I will follow you The boys are playing in the yard.'”

As soon as the words were finished, the jagged and childish voices of the younger siblings sounded, which made Zhong Qingran even more excited.What he taught before were all words with reference objects. This sentence seemed simple, but in fact, there were not many words in the whole sentence that they knew.Don't look at how vividly they read, but they are actually very confused. After all, they don't know many words. Although they understand the meaning, they can't match the words with individual words.

Zhong Qingran patiently read such a simple sentence over and over again, and then broke up the wooden chips with words, and let the little guys search for them from a pile of wood chips and put them together again.Fortunately, Zhong Qingran was still human, and he didn't embarrass them, and there were not many wood chips mixed in. Otherwise, it would be too difficult for younger siblings who have only read the fonts a few times to find a dozen characters from thousands of wood chips. point.

Even so, with the strength of the four of them, they searched for a long time before they could get all the words together.Zhong Qingran looked very satisfied, his memory is very delicate, he seemed to have recognized all the words contained in a sentence, but in fact he may not, this can be known from the actions of his younger brothers and sisters.Zhong Qing was the oldest among them, but even she couldn't find all the characters.

Although the process is tortuous, the result is satisfactory.From this behavior, Zhong Qingran could clearly see the cooperation of the four siblings.Zhong Qing didn't take advantage of his age to act arbitrarily. He was willing to listen to the opinions of his younger siblings when he was uncertain. The other three also showed their abilities. Even the youngest Zhong Qingcheng also contributed a part. strength.

Zhong Qingran was about to break the teaching word by word, when he looked up, he saw Mrs. Hong standing beside him.

"Qingran, Qingfeng doesn't have much to do now, can he succeed in learning together?" Hong said with a shy face. To be honest, it was really difficult for her to ask her nephew. If it wasn't for this, she would have pushed her younger son away. Come out, why wait until now.

"No problem, let the fourth brother come over." Zhong Qingran didn't have any objections. The second uncle's family had never had any conflicts with him. Although they weren't very close, they didn't deliberately alienate him.

"Hey, that's good. Qingfeng, come here, and listen to your third brother carefully in the future."

Among the seven grandchildren of the Zhong family, there is a big age difference between the first three and the last four. Zhong Qingran is ranked third, and at this juncture, he will be 13 years old next year, while Zhong Qingfeng, who is ranked fourth, is only seven years old this year. Well, the two brothers have been separated for five years, so it's no wonder they can't play together.

Zhong Qingran didn't know much about Zhong Qingfeng, so he didn't deliberately slow down the process, so he taught him as before, and if he didn't understand, he could ask for advice in private.

Seeing that her youngest son was not rejected, Mrs. Hong felt that there was no problem after looking at it for a while, so she went back to her yard. She didn't have much free time to spend on it.

"Third sister, I want to learn too." The two older sisters were busy with the work at hand, Zhong Le was lying on the window playing with nothing to do, happened to see this scene, and yelled that she would also participate.

Zhong Wen put down his needle and thread, glanced at Zhong Yi who was also distracted, his eyes flickered a few times, and said to her: "If you want to go, go, anyway, it's not bad for you, remember to look after my little sister."

Zhong Yi was in the same age as Zhong Qing, but she didn't know the benefits of being able to read, she just thought that it must be a good thing for her second aunt to send her fourth brother over.At her age, she still has a lot of troubles. It would be nice if she can calm down and do things. She really can't count on anything else.

It was bustling outside, but she was detained in the room, how could she not be tempted?Zhong Yi used to be able to hold back, but now Qingfeng from the second aunt's family has set a precedent, she can't hold back anymore, and wants to find out what happened.

Zhong Yi held Zhong Le, and stood beside her somewhat cautiously, until Zhong Qingran was resting, and then whispered her reason for coming.

Zhong Qingran had no objection. For him, herding one sheep was not much different from herding ten sheep. Anyway, he was just giving them enlightenment, and he had to wait for them to learn more advanced knowledge after entering the ethnology school.

Zhong Qingran is very self-aware, he can teach some knowledge that the Great Zhou Dynasty did not have, but he is not qualified to teach a subset of classics and history, if he is really asked to come, he may teach them astray.

However, being with three younger siblings who are not familiar with him still feels a little different, at least not as casual as before, and he has to pay more attention to what he says. The four of Zhong Qing felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

Since then, Zhong Qingran has changed the way of teaching, concentrating on teaching the amount of the day, and then going to do his own thing, leaving only a large pile of wood chips for his younger siblings to play with.

"Qing'an, mother knows that you can learn from Qingran, you can't lose face, Qingfeng will teach you how to do it?" Although Hong is just an ordinary woman, she also understands the importance of reading. The nephews are all old, she has already mentioned him in the past, how could she dawdle until now.

Zhong Qing'an was a little speechless. Aren't they all the same, except that one is a younger brother and the other is a cousin. To be honest, it would be less embarrassing to learn from the cousin. At least the third brother stayed in the ethnology for three years, and My younger brother is only half my age, and he has just started learning, how much can he teach him?He was also afraid that Qingfeng would make a mistake and teach him the wrong words.

After thinking it over clearly, Zhong Qing'an stopped being hypocritical, as long as he loses face, he will lose face. It is better to lose face in front of his cousin than to lose face outside.Now that the family has opened Qinghefang, it was only at this time that he realized clearly that the shopkeeper's tent is much better than planing food in the soil, not to mention the wind and rain, and the monthly money he gets is quite a lot.

"Mother, no need, tomorrow I will study with my third brother."

The Hong family was a little stunned, and even Zhong Zhengyi couldn't help but look at his eldest son.It's really not their fault, Zhong Qingan doesn't follow Zhong Qingfeng, isn't it because he is afraid that as an older brother, he will learn from his younger brother, and he will not know how to behave in front of Zhong Qingran in the future, and feel that he is a dwarf?

"You don't mind?" Mrs. Hong was a little uncertain, and she didn't want to wrong her son, but even if the family had money, she probably wouldn't use it for her eldest son, who is 13 years old this year. .

"Well, I'll go there tomorrow." Now that he had figured it out, Zhong Qing'an completely let go.

Fortunately, there was one more person who followed Zhong Qingran to learn calligraphy.Not to mention Zhong Qing'an, even Zhong Qingran was a bit embarrassed.In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a clear distinction between the senior and the young, and Zhong Qing'an's worries were not unreasonable.Fortunately, Zhong Qingran is not the original owner. Considering his actual age, he is enough to teach a 13-year-old child.

After surviving the initial unnaturalness, everything went on in an orderly manner.Literacy by looking at pictures, and teaching some simple sentences by the way, the time flies by.

Unknowingly, Qinghefang has been open for some time.During this time, Mr. Zhong was busy with work in the county, and Zhong Qingran went to the city every now and then to lighten his burden.

Tong is not used to the sudden loss of a person in the family, and there is still almost no wife who has been separated for a long time.

Zhong Qingran saw it, and thought that at Mr. Zhong's age, it was time to enjoy the blessings in the Great Zhou Dynasty. If possible, it would be better to stay with his family, and he prayed in his heart for the prosperity of Qinghefang's business.In this way, Mr. Zhong can hire a tent instead of going to it himself to save some money.

Zhong Qingran didn't mention this matter, Mr. Zhong had already started to act.Although he was happy from ear to ear every night, he couldn't stand the cumbersome accounting, and every calculation would give him a headache for a long time.This is still when most of the ledger numbers use the strange writing provided by Zhong Qingran, and the entries also use lists, otherwise, Mr. Zhong will be even more troubled.It is not for nothing that there are specializations in the art industry.

These days, Mr. Zhong has had enough of his addiction. Looking at the current momentum, he doesn't have to worry about the risk of Qinghefang closing at any time. Finding a special tent will be put on the agenda unexpectedly.

This time Mr. Zhong was lucky. Not long after he went to Zhongren's to register, he found a suitable accountant.They are all urbanites who know the basics, and as soon as Mr. Zhong handed over the accounts, he returned to Hewan Village with a relaxed body.

Sitting in the main room, drinking the tea made by his daughter-in-law, Mr. Zhong felt very comfortable.Of course, he didn't forget to re-copy the accounts, and the newly hired accountant Liu took over the changed accounts.As an old accountant with many years of experience, Liu Accountant has his own set of notations, and Zhong Qingran does not want to challenge the old rules for the time being.

That night, Mr. Zhong called Zhong Qingran to the upper room, and the two checked the account book again. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, Mr. Zhong finally felt relieved.During these days, he was actually under a lot of pressure, he was afraid that he would mess up his memory.This is the lack of self-confidence that most people have when they suddenly enter an unfamiliar field. Fortunately, the accounting method provided by Zhong Qingran is simple and easy to understand, which saves Mr. Zhong a lot of trouble.

It happened very coincidentally that when Liu's account was in place, it happened to be the beginning of the month, and the account from the opening to the end of the month was just a summary.

Zhong Qingran looked at the numbers recorded in the ledger, his eyes rounded a bit, seeing this income made his heart skip a beat.

Although most of the goods sold in Qinghefang are not very valuable, they can't stand the large volume of sales every day, and what can't be ignored is that there are very few high prices, which are all from the Zhong family and the one who invited them. Hands of a skilled embroiderer.

The embroiderer's surname is Liu, and she really doesn't have any skills. If she hadn't brought a boy with her and didn't want to sell herself, judging from the situation of the Zhong family at that time, she might not have been able to get it.

Considering the situation of his own family, it is obviously inconvenient to leave a widow at home, and the loss outweighs the gain if there is an accident, so Mr. Zhong allowed Mrs. Liu to work in her own home. Of course, it was agreed when signing the contract. If it is stolen, she will bear all the losses.

The Liu family made all fine things, such as small embroidered screens, purses, handkerchiefs, cloth toys, etc., which were obviously at least a grade higher than the ordinary items produced by the Zhong family.

You get what you pay for, and even though the price is on the high side, so far, a lot of them have been sold one after another.After excluding costs, wages and commercial taxes, the profit from these items alone was no less than 30 taels, and other items were counted. In less than a month, Qinghefang actually earned more than [-] taels for the Zhong family.

This was really beyond Mr. Zhong's expectations, no wonder even Zhong Qingran was a little dizzy looking at it.This profit is much greater than that of ordinary shops.This has a lot to do with the fact that no one is making trouble in Qinghefang, and no one is charging fees indiscriminately.

Like that kind of roadside stalls, the profits are actually not thin, but there may not be one out of ten small stalls that can really be turned into shops. The money in their hands is enough for them to live on. If there is any surplus, it is their ability to make a good relationship with the local ruffians.

Qinghefang has new products on the shelves from time to time, the business is good, and no one is exploiting, all the profits earned, except for normal expenses, go into the pockets of the Zhong family. If you can't make money like this, it is better to close Qinghefang It's all over.

"Grandpa, what is this?" Zhong Qingran saw the silver coin that old man Zhong pushed in front of him, his eyes were momentarily blank, and then he understood what his grandfather meant.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he expected, and Mr. Zhong quickly explained his doubts: "Qing Ran, you can keep the [-]% of the proceeds. Qinghefang can't be opened without you. If it weren't for the poor family, I would I don't have the face to ask you so much."

The moment Zhong Qingran took out the design, he was ready. He knew that Mr. Zhong would not treat him badly, but he didn't expect to give him [-]% directly.The remaining [-]% is transferred to the public account, but there is also his share, which means that he alone gets [-]% more than the others.Although from Zhong Qingran's point of view, it was indeed as Mr. Zhong said, [-]% was not much for him, but you must know that the entire Qinghefang basically had to rely on his blueprints before the signboard was opened.

Of course, despite what he said, no boss would invite such a person to make offerings. Anyway, Zhong Qingran had never heard of anyone who worked under the boss's hands for a [-]% bonus for the shop.

Seeing Zhong Qingran's hesitant look, Tong pushed the money towards him again, and said with a face that should be like this: "The old man asked you to take it, so you can take it. If there is no you at home, I guess I'm still eating pickles." , they should be thankful to be able to live such a good life now, where are there so many opinions?"

Zhong Qingran smiled, and readily put ten taels of silver into his bosom.According to his speculation, if there were no accidents, Qinghefang's business would only get better and better. If he couldn't bear even this little money, what would he do in the future?

"Grandpa, grandma, since the family is rich, should all younger brothers of the right age be sent to ethnology?"

Zhong Qingran's proposal stunned the two elders. Mr. Zhong's brains turned quickly. He originally thought that after a while, he would continue to buy fields and land when he had saved enough money. In his opinion, doing The business is too uncertain, and it is only reliable to hold the fields in your hands, but for a while, I did not think of the importance of cultivating children and grandchildren.

At this time, after Zhong Qingran suggested, Mr. Zhong also became interested. The idea that all things are inferior, only reading is high, this kind of idea has been deeply rooted in people's hearts. For scholars, no matter what they think in their hearts, at least they are respectful on the surface.Who doesn't want their son to become a dragon, and who doesn't want to honor their ancestors?

Anyway, Mr. Zhong has one, otherwise, he would not have raised his younger son for more than ten years, and the money spent in it is enough to feed several people.

But when he thought of his third grandson, Mr. Zhong didn't feel angry at all. He pretended to be angry and said, "Why, you also know the importance of studying. Why are you so unmotivated?"

This time, even Tong Shi turned his head aside, as if he didn't see anything.

Zhong Qingran couldn't help laughing, thinking about the ardent expectations of the two elders, he couldn't help but soften his tone a bit, and said boldly: "Grandpa, grandma, don't worry, I will definitely have a lucky star in my life, even if I don't have any fame, I will live a better life Everyone else is fine."

A trace of doubt flashed in Mr. Zhong's eyes. After thinking for a while, he remembered something. , couldn’t it be you who invited me?”

Tong raised his ears and listened intently.

Being stared at by the two elders, Zhong Qingran said calmly and innocently: "Grandpa is right, then shopkeeper Fu is my subordinate who accidentally rescued that person last time. By the way, grandpa and grandma, don't spread this in advance. "

"No wonder, I just said that a person with some background, how could he have the leisure time to sit in Qinghefang that day."

Mr. Zhong wanted to understand the reason, and pressed his palm on the table with excitement, which startled Tong who was leaning on the table, and complained: "Old man, what are you doing? Don't scare Qingran."

"Old woman, you don't understand. Doing business in the city is not as easy as doing business in your own village. Qinghefang has never been disturbed. I'm still wondering what's going on. So it is so, so it is so!"

Tong Shi was still a little confused, Zhong Qingran explained carefully: "Grandma, Pingyang County is full of dragons and snakes, and the government officials and local ruffians are not easy to mess with. If you don't show filial piety behind your back, they can disturb your business. Business taxes are not low, After being exploited by them, it would be nice to get half of the fifty taels of silver we earned."

"What else?" Tong pondered for a while, and then suddenly realized, "No wonder, it's not that no one in the village sets up stalls in towns and cities, but those who really make a lot of money either have a backer at home, or It will come to you, and you can win over it properly. If you don’t know how to drill camp, it’s better than planing food in the ground at best.”

What Tong didn't say is that in times of famine, small merchants can't even compare with farmers.Therefore, there are so many merchants in the Great Zhou Dynasty, only when they have money, they are all like Mr. Zhong, thinking of buying more land, and it is not nonsense to say that you don’t panic.

The Great Zhou Dynasty learned the lessons of the previous dynasties, and had clear regulations on the land property under each person's name. If it exceeds a certain amount, it is not allowed to buy any more. It also stipulates that maidservants cannot own land property under the name.This largely restricted large-scale land mergers, which can be said to prolong the life of the imperial court.

At present, the Zhong family doesn't have to worry about the trouble of not being able to buy land if they have money. For them, the more money the better.

"Qingran, you are right. If you have money, you have to train the next generation. Only Qingfeng meets the requirements. Qinghan is still a little younger. Otherwise, I will take Qingfeng to the ethnology study tomorrow. See you sir, Qinghan will talk about it next year." Mr. Zhong no longer treats Zhong Qingran like a child, and he is willing to listen to his opinion when making decisions.

"Grandpa, it's almost winter, can I join the class now?"

"It's okay, this is ethnology, just tell the family. If you change it to the county school, it probably won't work." Mr. Zhong told the truth, once again confirming the importance of the family network.

"Qingfeng only knows about a hundred or so characters. I'm afraid he won't be able to keep up with his progress after he enters ethnology. It's fine to let him find me. I can't say anything else. Simple literacy is not a problem for me." Zhong Qingran has no objection, and still does it out of guarantee.

Zhong Qingfeng still doesn't know that his happy childhood is over. No matter whether he has the talent for reading or not, he will not be able to get rid of the burden of studying for at least a few years.With such a good opportunity, Zhong Zhengyi and his wife didn't want to suppress his academic ability, and wanted to act willfully like Zhong Qingran. Zhong Qingfeng obviously didn't have the capital.

After Zhong Qingran returned to her room, Tong put down her restraint, touched the silver on the table, her eyes were fascinated, and she was deeply moved that her family was really about to wake up.This is all due to the third grandson, who would dare to be dissatisfied in the future, see if she doesn't cut them off, without him, how could they live such a comfortable life now?

This night, Zhong Qingran slept very soundly, holding the money in his hand, it felt really good!