Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom

Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom
Chapter 141: The Dish Shop



Afternoon, afternoon,


Liu Zhihua led the children to plant the tree seedlings they bought, and cleared the open space in the backyard. They plan to plant shallots, peppers, and perilla leaves in two days. It is inconvenient and expensive to buy in the city, and it will be easier to plant it in the yard of their own home.


Looking at the neat courtyard, Liu Zhihua suddenly patted his forehead and said, "Oh, I forgot to ask if there is land when I just bought the yard."


Ordinary households had several acres of land. When they moved from Xiaoshu Village, the land on the slope was unreachable.


There is no open ground near the new grounds. The purpose of farming was not to sell food and money, and in the future, the family would open their mouths to eat. Planting half an acre of wheat and sweet potatoes is enough for their feeding rations for a year.


"No, when your father returns, I have to go to Qing'an Temple tomorrow."


After he finished speaking, Liu Zhihua asked Erya to play with his younger siblings, while he returned home to prepare the souvenirs he would bring tomorrow.


Fortunately, in the past two days, there were all sorts of pastries at home, and he would make some vegetarian meals for Master Xu Yi.


...


The sky is getting darker, though,


Wang Zhuangzhi drove back in a carriage.


As soon as she entered the door, she looked delighted, and shouted: "Mother, there's something I want to talk to you about."


Liu Zhihua, whose back was facing the door in the room, was shocked. He turned around and patted his chest. He frowned and looked at the head of the house and asked, "Is there something you can't go in and sit down and talk about it? Why are you screaming at the door? That's scary."


Wang Zhuangzhi saw that the children were not in the room, so he closed the door, pulled Liu Zhihua up and said, "His mother, I am talking about business today, he said, and I'll tell you to listen."


Liu Zhihua was still confused, and asked: "Didn't you go out to ask about herbs, what business are you doing?"


"I went around some big cities today, and in one of those cities I met an acquaintance. You've seen that guy before. He is Xiaolang Song Dong who stayed at our house for one night." Wang Zhuangzhi.


He never expected that Song Dong's cousin opened a drug store, and now Song Dong was helping out in his shop.


"Song Dong, I remember." Liu Zhihua nodded, then asked with a doubt on his face: "But, what does this have to do with your business?"


Wang Zhuangzhi smiled, then explained cheerfully: "The pototech in the city I came to today was opened by his cousin, and he now helps to keep an account in the pharmacy. He heard that our family had herbs, and he paid the purchase price for everything. ."


Liu Zhihua's brows brightened, and he said with a smile: "This is a good relationship. You had saved his life back then, and this was considered a good reward."


Wang Zhuangzhi coughed lightly, but he had not finished speaking.


"Mom, this isn't the business I'm talking about. Uncle Song Dong had a lot of overseas debt and was planning to sell the store. When I heard it, I sold it."


"What!"


Liu Zhihua looked at his master in disbelief, pulled his ear and asked hesitantly again: "You said, you got the offer?"


Wang Zhuangzhi nodded, and then hurriedly comforted him: "No, I am not helping anyone else. There were only two pharmacies in the city. Uncle Song Dong's pharmacy is larger and has a complete product range. The remaining pharmacies are smaller, with treatment places crowded, and the flow of passengers is not as much as this one."


Liu Zhihua was so anxious that his toothache, his heart went up and down, and he always felt uneasy when he had never seen it before, so he muttered: "Then you can't buy the store secretly, you should go back and discuss it with me."


Wang Zhuangzhi scratched his ear in embarrassment, his rough face flushed red, and explained: "At that time, there was another person who came to inquire about the store, and that person was very interested. So I directly signed a contract with Uncle Song Dong and gave a down payment of fifty taels, leaving one day for them to pack up their belongings, he said, and I'll give you the eight hundred taels left when I pick up the shop the day after tomorrow."


Eight hundred and fifty taels!


Hearing this figure, templeman Liu Zhihua twitched, and he grabbed the arm of the head and said furiously, "Eight hundred taels is what you say is cheap, and our family is now full of money and only five hundred taels remain. You really don't want to save a penny." Give it all to Huo Huo."


Wang Zhuangzhi rubbed his nose when he heard this, and the shop carried some common medicinal ingredients for a total price of 900 taels without any negotiation. It was the Polygonum multiflorum that Uncle Song Dong had seen for him, and the Polygonum multiflorum was worth 50 taels, which made it 850 taels.


Seeing that Zhihua was very upset at the moment, Wang Zhuangzhi did not dare to talk about it anymore, but hurriedly persuaded: "His mother, that silver is an inanimate object in our hands, and is now replaced by a shop. Doesn't this money make money?" ."


Liu Zhihua glared at him, "You said it lightly, that place is not close to us, doesn't it take time to run back and forth throughout the day? In addition, buying and selling medicinal materials requires a close and reliable person to keep an account and collect money. We both can't read, what if someone cheats on you."


I think he said small money, one or two hundred taels is fine, but this is over eight hundred taels!


Wang Zhuangzhi took his wife to sit down, and slowly explained: "I've been thinking about this matter for a long time, and I rarely go there once every half a month, either, and now Uncle Song Dong was unable to take care of himself, and Song Dong's parents were missing, so he was going to stay in the store. He is honest and kind, and we are his benefactors, so it should be impossible to tamper with his account.


Liu Zhihua frowned, "I've never been with him before, so I can only find out his character based on his meeting once. It's really like a shop. If he ran away with the money, wouldn't it be wasted."


Wang Zhuangzhi shook his head firmly, and said, "Song Dong is very clever. He asked us to weigh the weight of the medicinal ingredients as we delivered them, and calculate the total price according to the specified price. We'll send it once a month, and then we'll take the drug money once. So it's not easy to steal."


Liu Zhihua still felt that this matter was unreliable. It cost over 800 taels, and his family only had around 500 taels of silver. Is it possible to borrow the remaining 300 taels?


"Where did you get eight hundred and fifty taels of silver?" Liu Zhihua asked.


Hearing this, Wang Zhuangzhi smiled shyly, "I asked Song Dong about the price of those medicinal ingredients, and they could be sold for over three hundred taels, which was about the same. Although the family had no savings, they waited for the next day. Now we're going to make a profit, and we're going to get back more silver than this in the future."


Liu Zhihua immediately stopped talking.


He could think of eight hundred and fifty taels of silver, and he felt a sudden pain in his heart, eight to five hundred taels, even the old money and medicinal ingredients were taken out, he said, and there's not a dime left in the house.


The second time he entered the courtyard, Jiaojiao was feeding Meong Miao, and she was able to clearly hear the conversation between her parents.


Dad bought a store, but the family didn't have enough money?


Jiaojiao thought for a moment, got up and walked back to his room.


Miaomiao was eating fish heads with chopped peppers in a bowl in the yard. From time to time, he glanced at Jiaojiao's door and asked, "Jiaojiao, what are you doing?"


squeak -


Jiaojiao opened the door and exited, then carefully hid the gold bracelet in his hand, and ran into the kitchen.


I found an open space with soil. Due to yesterday's rain, the ground underground became wet, and Jiaojiao buried it without much effort.