The Reborn Lady is Farming

  Mingzhu ordered a lot of newspapers, and finally gave a copy to the eunuchs and ladies in the palace, not even the ladies of the palace. This is the cheapest gift she has ever given.

   The mother and concubine of the four princes were a bit dumbfounded when they received the gifts from the princess. Their sons exchanged so much pocket money for a newspaper of five cents. Fortunately, they were all small money.

  Mingzhu has been persuaded by the queen that she doesn't plan to fight with Xiao An and the others, but today the palace is on holiday, and Mingzhu has been paying attention to the distribution of Wenxiu News, so she didn't tell them.

  Wen Su was inconvenient to leave the palace, so he had to act in the palace and the imperial clan to try to get more sponsorship.

  Xiao An and Qi Haoran had no choice but to go out and continue to think of ways to ask for money, but it was a pity that Xiaobao and Xiaoxiong were not there, otherwise they would be able to borrow money from the two big ones.

  The tiger head drilled back into his room and took out a box, took it back to meet with Xiao An and the little lion, the three put the money together, and suddenly found that they had very little money.

   Hutou shouted: "How is this possible, we have money sent from the workshop every season, what about that money?"

Now there are people in Daqi who can make music boxes, but their music boxes are still the most beautiful and beautiful, so the business is not bad, plus the foreign exporters they signed a long time ago, they have a lot of income every quarter. .

   But now the silver bills in the box of the tiger head can be ignored, and there are a lot of broken silver, but it is not much when added up, and the whole silver ingot is about ten pieces.

   Hutou suddenly realized that he was so poor!

  Little lion opened his box and said with contempt, "You are really forgetful. The money has been borrowed by Big Brother and the others."

  Hu's head tilted his head to think for a moment before he remembered, and he pouted, "Big brother, they took it all? Didn't you leave any for us?"

   "They are very poor, how can there be any money left for us," Xiao An waved indifferently: "Wait for them, we might as well find a solution ourselves."

   Hutou looked at the money in his box, and then looked at the money in Xiao An and the little lion's box, and decisively turned around and ran back to get the account book, "I don't think it's right, I'm so rich."

  Hutou's ledger is in a mess, only recording some major income and expenditure, not a small one, but next to it there is a fragmentary total of monthly expenditures.

   This is also Mu Yangling's request for each of them. Since a few children can write and count at the age of five, she has asked them to keep accounts and manage money by themselves.

   And since they had income from music boxes and Haichang, Mu Yangling would help them check the accounts from time to time, lest they have too much money to do bad things or be fooled by the people below.

  Little Lion and Xiao An Qian remembered relatively carefully, and they were fairly fair, not to mention that it was clear at a glance, but at least there would be no problem with looking at them.

   But Hutou's ledger, so far only he and the little lion Xiaoan can understand, that is, Mu Yangling, holding the ledger for a long time, and finally gave up with a sigh.

  My son's handwriting is okay, but the account book he keeps is really not flattering.

   Qi Haoran once wanted to help his sons liquidate their property. Thinking that Hutou is the most sincere, he checked his account book first, and gave up the idea after opening it.

   There is no way, the account book is too messy, he really can't understand it, let alone calculate the income and expenditure.

  The adults couldn't understand it, but the tiger head of the bookkeeping could easily understand it. He opened his account book and took the abacus to calculate the major income and expenditure.

The sea farms in Guangzhou are still in operation. Now they are not only cultivating pearls, but also cultivating marine fish, lobsters, crabs, etc. The profits are higher. However, the sea farms distribute dividends at the end of the year, and they have used the money from the previous years to invest in sea trade. .

   Hutou squinted to find the dividends sent during the Chinese New Year. This year, they didn't invest any more money in sea trade. Ordinarily, he should have a lot of surplus.

   Seems to know what Hutou is thinking, Xiao An casually pointed: "Didn't you buy Feihong for 2,500 taels?"

   "That was bought years ago!" Hutou shouted.

   "Yeah, I bought it years ago, but the money was borrowed," the little lion hummed, "Didn't you return the money to your mother during the Chinese New Year?"

  Hutou discovered the reason for his lack of money. It turned out that the money was not lost. Hutou breathed a sigh of relief, closed the account book with satisfaction, scratched his head and smiled, "So I really only have that much money."

   Hutou looked at the two of them embarrassedly, "Then you should pay more money."

   Xiao An and the little lion spread their hands, "We don't have much money anymore."

  The money is useless. Hutou's money bought a horse. Xiao An and Little Lion simply gave the money to Butler Xia and let him use the money to do business.

  The little lion rolled his eyes and said, "If you are willing to give Feihong to me, I will give you three thousand taels, no, four thousand taels will do."

   Tiger head snorted, "Don't let it!"

  Xiao An rolled her eyes and said in a low voice, "Actually, don't let it go. If you are willing to share Feihong with the three of us, we are willing to share our money with you."

   "This is a good idea. We won't rob you, just let Feihong recognize the three of us as masters."

  Hutou couldn't be fooled, and asked, "Who will ride it when you go out? Feihong only has one."

  Little lion said excitedly: "It's not easy, take turns, from small to large, I will be first, then you, and then brother Xiao An."

  The tiger was stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted: "Isn't I young?"

   "You were born before me," argued the little lion.

   Hutou was unhappy, "We've all changed, and you don't call me brother now."

  Xiao An looked around and suggested, "Let's go from big to small."

   "Is that the size of me or the head of a tiger?" the little lion asked him.

  Xiao An looked at the two little friends, and finally decided to be fair, "Little Lion, unless your name is Brother Hutou, you are the elder."

  The little lion pouted, and swayed for a while while calling Hutou brother or giving priority to riding horses, and finally said reluctantly: "Forget it, I'm older, let Hutou be the younger brother."

  The tiger jumped up and pinched his waist and shouted, "That's my disadvantage! I'm going to call your brother again, and I'm going to be the last one in line again, I'm not convinced!"

   "Hey, yes, they're all grown up," the little lion touched his head, finally looked at Xiao An, and suggested in a low voice, "Otherwise, it's better to grow up?"

Xiao An rolled her eyes and said, "No matter from small to big, or from big to small, you have to be second. I don't know what you are fighting for." Xiao An waved his hand indifferently and said, "Okay, that's it. Tiger head is the first to ride, you are second, and I am third."

   The three little friends reunited and had fun again.

   When Qi Haoran found out, Xiao An and Little Lion had already asked Butler Xia to advance the principal and distributed the money to Hutou.

Hutou's box was filled with money at once. He was so happy that he laughed all night, knowing that they didn't need to ask for sponsorship, and they could buy enough newspapers to kill people with their own principal. Qi Haoran looked at Hutou's eyes. full of sympathy.

   He touched the tiger's head and sighed, "Silly boy, why did you let Feihong go out? That's a sweaty BMW!"

  Hutou refused to accept: "How stupid am I, Feihong is still mine, I didn't let it go," Hutou shouted: "I still have a lot of money."

   But how can a BMW of sweat and blood that belongs to you completely be the same as a BMW of sweat and blood shared with others?

Qi Haoran felt that if it were him, he would not be allowed to kill him, let alone money. He went back to the study and took out a book and said to Hutou, "Son, today, Daddy, I will teach you what it means to be mighty and unyielding, rich and noble. No prostitution."

  Xiao An and the little lion are not happy anymore, "Fourth Uncle (Dad), we don't have any incentives, we are an equal deal!"