The road to get rich through salted fish

The unexpected words caused everyone who heard it to change their faces, and their hearts thumped.

A good student laughed and patted Zheng Feihong's shoulder, "Why, do you know any interesting inside story?"

"That's right, otherwise if your words spread, people might not let it go!"

"Brother Feihong, you should speak carefully, especially the Zhao family is a prestigious family in the local area, not to mention the Xie family, they are not vegetarians."

Zheng Feihong's expression was still indifferent, "I'm not talking about Xie and Zhao's family. That kid surnamed Yun has a bad background."

A young student was a little puzzled, "We really don't know where Yun Chen came from, but he knew Xie San before he entered the academy, and the masters valued him even more. Judging by his usual food and clothing, he is also exquisite and precious. , the background should not be bad!"

Zheng Feihong didn't speak any more, only sneered lightly.

No matter what, they are now students of Cixi Academy. A group has its rules, and there are rules corresponding to their identities. They are either born in noble families, rich in wealth, or full of poetry.

They can be dissatisfied with their classmates, and even openly hate others, but how can they gossip about other people's private affairs behind their backs like a little girl? Is it a scandal?

What's more, he also revealed a little rumor just now, and everyone didn't say anything, but I'm afraid those who are interested will inevitably have some guesses?

After all, this kid is indeed favored by the master in the academy, and there are definitely many people who are not used to him.

There were a lot of pedestrians on the road, and with the heavy rain, the speed of the carriage was a little slower than usual. When Yunchen got off the carriage, the sky was already twilight, and all the houses in the house were lit with candles.

Under the warm lights, the family ate and chatted as usual. After the meal, Yunchen read a few poems to the little guy in his belly as usual.

Sitting under the candlelight, Liang Feng was flipping through the letters. These were all reports submitted by branches in Jiangnan Road last month. Naturally, a large sum of cash came along with the letters.

Yun Qing had joked before that they can now "wear a hundred thousand guan in their waists and ride down to Yangzhou on a crane."

In the past two years, Muyunzhuang has expanded rapidly. The remaining seven counties under the jurisdiction of Shuzhou Prefecture, as well as Xuanzhou, Fuzhou, Hongdu, Yongzhou and other places that are closer to Shuzhou have opened branches, a total of 21.

The organizational system of Muyun Village in other places is slightly different from that in Shuzhou, so it is inconvenient to manage. They are shops and workshops connected together, produced in the back, and sold in the front. All places are self-sufficient, and only need to send new ones every quarter from Shuzhou. Samples of our products will do.

In the ancient times when transportation and information were extremely inconvenient, this kind of operation method was the most normal and the lowest cost. Xiejiaxuelin Bookstore also had its own independent engraving workshop in each state capital.

Three years ago, Liang Feng specially built the workshop in Xinghua Village. The biggest purpose was to improve the living conditions of the villagers.

There are two shopkeepers in each branch, one for the inside and the other for the outside. Some of these shopkeepers were found by Liang Feng in the human trafficking market, and some of them came by selling themselves according to the recruitment notices, but no matter what, It is guaranteed that at least half of the people in each store are Liang Feng's domestic slaves.

At the same time, the Liang Family Lo-Mei Shop also opened branches in the corresponding places in the form of franchising.

Of course, this largely depends on Xie Heng's help, although for him, helping Liang Feng take care of a small shop by the way is just a matter of raising his hand, and it doesn't take much effort at all, as long as Xie's local If the steward goes to show up, the smart people everywhere will naturally understand everything.

After all, the existence of Muyun Village is of great help to the business of Xuelin Bookstore.

In the past two years, Xie's second bedroom has been quite easy on money thanks to the huge profits of the bookstore. Coupled with Liang Feng's previous help in the matter of the Ninth Prince, Xie Heng himself also admires Liang Feng's free and easy personality. , Naturally, there is no wish.

Liang Feng sighed slowly.

Yun Qing caressed her stomach lightly, leaned her little head over and asked, "Is there any problem with the business?"

"No." Liang Feng shook his head boredly.

"Then what's the matter with you?"

"It's annoying, why do you want me to read it? If you just sit at home and collect money, it will be fine. Looking at these accounts makes me dizzy."

Yun Qing rolled his eyes, "You're just lazy, don't all the shopkeepers follow the account book requirements you gave, draw grids, rules, and the time of entry and exit, and write it so clearly, you still find it annoying."

"But there are more than 20 copies. I really want to ask someone to read it!"

Yun Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled maliciously, "These more than 20 shops are worth tens of thousands of taels of silver every month. Let others see, don't worry!"

Liang Feng sighed, "It's all on this now. To us, money is actually just a number."

Yun Qing rolled his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Husband, what do you think if we use one month's profit every year as a sales home?"

"How did you come up with this idea?"

Although Liang Feng seemed extremely surprised when he asked the question, when he looked carefully, his eyes were faintly shining.

Yun Qing was a little embarrassed, "Actually, you did it first. When you were in Xinghua Village, didn't you still send quilts and food to the lonely old people and children in the village every year during the winter."

Liang Feng pinched his fingers lightly, with a gentle smile on his face, "Well, what then?"

Yun Qing's voice was soft, with an indescribable softness, "I thought, actually, our family is not the kind of extravagant and wasteful people, earning so much money and keeping it in the warehouse for a few years is also the result of dust. , why don’t you take it out and do something good. Every time I go out, I find that there are quite a few little beggars even in Shuzhou Prefecture, let alone other places!”

"Honey, you're such a nice person." Liang Feng grinned.

Yun Qing mischievously made a face at him, "That's what I said, just talking about it, I need you to do the specifics, you are the real good person!"

It's so cute, Liang Feng leaned over and kissed Yun Qing's plump white and tender face after she became pregnant. It tasted so good, I wanted to eat it.

Pregnancy is really bad.

Liang Feng picked up the honeydew melon on the table, took a bite, and said, "Well, I don't know if there are any specific procedures for starting a sales home privately. I'll ask someone to ask the government later."

Yun Qing wiped the saliva off his face, and his heart skipped a beat. Recently, he always felt weird. Liang Feng always stared at his face inexplicably, as if he was looking at delicious glutinous rice dumplings. I always feel that he actually wants to take a bite.

However, he quickly dismissed this weird delusion, and turned to express his views seriously,

"If Shuzhou handles it well, it can be regarded as Mr. Xie's achievements. He should give you convenience."

"Well, the news from all over the Jiangnan Road is still very well-informed. Shuzhou has a good example first, so that it will be more convenient to implement it in other places."

"Haha, from then on, our family's money will be dedicated to building bridges and paving roads, doing good deeds!" Yun Qing thought about it with great interest.

However, Liang Feng's words were surprisingly cold, "Yes, building bridges and paving roads will facilitate transportation and make it easier for us to do business. Also, it is really good to build a nursery. We have money now, but no one has no power, etc. After the Salesian House was built, no matter what, the people there were cultivated by us, and basically they can be said to be our own people, so if they are of any use in the future, we will give them some support.”

I don't know what kind of joke this remark touched Yun Qing. First, he was alone, baring his teeth and laughing for a while, then shook his head pretending to be weird, and said to Liang Feng, "Tsk tsk, no wonder businessmen value profits... ...It's terrible, it's terrible, Mr. Liang, Mr. Liang."

Liang Feng nodded, his eyes narrowed into a line, "Of course we have to live comfortably first, and then we can do good deeds if we have spare energy. What else can we do?"

……

In this room, after Zheng Yucai washed his feet and went to bed, Zheng Hui quietly came to the yard and approached the north wing, intending to check on his son's condition. After all, it was raining a lot today, so I don't know if it will be If she catches a cold, her son is everything to her.

Through the candlelight, two shadows were printed on the window, and there was even a small voice coming from inside, she couldn't help frowning, it was so late, and there was no one else at home, who was in Hong'er's room?

For some reason, she didn't make a sound, instead she quietly approached the eaves and leaned closer to listen carefully.

Zheng Mingzhu's tone seemed a little anxious, "Brother, dad, does it mean he doesn't want to recognize us at all? I've already seen Brother Yun, but he actually asked someone to kick me out and let a little bitch threaten me , Said that if I continue to talk nonsense, I will be stripped and thrown into the den of beggars, brother, I..."

Zheng Feihong shouted displeased, "Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about."

"elder brother......"

Zheng Mingzhu murmured, and looked at him a little shyly, obviously a little afraid of her big brother.

Seeing this, Zheng Feihong frowned impatiently, but secretly pinched his fingers, forcing his face to relax a bit, and smiled gently at the girl in front of him, "Don't you know what kind of personality our father is? He is the most soft-hearted, how could he do such a thing, maybe someone took a chicken feather as an arrow and deliberately targeted you."

These words carry a great inductive meaning.

But for Zheng Mingzhu, who was unwilling to believe in reality, it was like a life-saving medicine, and she was willing to sink.

She immediately beamed with joy, grabbed Zheng Feihong's arm, and asked anxiously, "Brother, you're saying that that bitch Mu Lan did it on his own will, and that's not what father meant at all."

Hearing this, Zheng Feihong smiled mysteriously, but at the same time shook his head lightly, with a bewitching voice, "She is just a lowly little girl, how dare she go against her master's will and say this to you, the real eldest lady of Muyunzhuang?" Kind of words?"

The real eldest lady of Muyunzhuang.

These few words are really sweet.

Zheng Mingzhu couldn't help laughing happily.

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