"Villain Wang Ge, I can't thank you for my great kindness, and I am willing to follow the young master in the future."

The man who had been chased out of the street before was now honestly handed over in front of Wang Xingping, his tall waist buried deep under the young man's jaw, and his respectful attitude and sincere words were expressing his gratitude to the young master in front of him.

"I just can't bear to see you beaten so badly, you don't need to think about it, just go and make a living."

Wang Xingping didn't lie, he did see that this man was beaten badly before he would help.

Just now he could see at the entrance of the alley that this man was majestic, and if he really fought back, a few thin people in the temple might not be opponents. Seeing that he was just blindly protecting his body, and listening to the group of Taoists beating and scolding, he knew that this man just stole some tributes in the temple, and there were many festivals these days, and the sacrifices of the local squires and households in Xiao Cao Temple would not be less, thinking that this man was hungry and saw that the tribute was fresh so he started to steal some steamed buns and meat to eat, but he didn't want to be broken by the temple so he was chased all the way out.

With a bang, the man knelt on his knees and kowtowed again.

"What are you going to do, you dog?"

The temple on the side received Wang Xingping's half-penny silver incense, which was regarded as a loss of meat money on behalf of the man, and he had already changed into a friendly and pleasant face of a loyal elder, and he had been helping here since he sent back a few Taoists in the temple.

He has seen it, and knows that the sons of these rich families have some problems with being kind and charitable, but it does not mean that they really want to take care of the poor to the end, not to mention that there are many people in Jiangbei who hide dirt and dirt, and the man in front of him looks honest and can hardly guarantee that he is not a bad person. Although this young man is dressed ordinarily, he is not like a mortal in his conversation, not to mention that he has seen the boss of the Jian family who is next to him.

If it is really the official son of any family, Jian Xiucai's attitude will make sense, if there is an elder in the young family, someone will directly take most of the field house to donate in order to exchange for the identity of a wealthy family slave, so that it is convenient to be a good fortune on weekdays, then how can this nameless poor man in front of him be able to climb high with a few knocks.

This young master seems to be also tender and can't pull his face, just to see that he is helping to speak his tongue, and after sending this poor man away, he still expects this son to be able to contribute some incense when he turns around, so as soon as the man speaks again, he is scolded back by this person who splits his head and covers his face.

"Wang ...... Leather? Before Sun Miaozhu could speak, he heard Wang Xingping repeat the name.

The man who was still kowtowing finally raised his head, ignoring the injuries on his body, and said, "It's the villain's name." ”

Wang Xingping took a closer look at the man, although his clothes were shabby and there were still many new and old scars on his body, but his tendons were definitely a good man. Now it is not as good as the future generations, the muscles of this body have to be supported by good food and drink, at first Wang Xingping guessed that this person was probably a fugitive soldier, but if the soldier was beaten like this before, he would have fought back. However, since Wang Xingping has a good impression of this person, he doesn't look like a fake from being beaten until now, nor does he look like a person who tends to be inflammatory, otherwise if he is willing to put down his body with this big skeleton, he can find a job on the dock, or support the fighting situation of those gangs, where do you still need to go to the temple to steal food.

"Why didn't you fight back when you were beaten? I don't think you can't beat it. ”

This time, Miao Zhu was stunned on the spot, and said that the son of the big official family was having fun, so it shouldn't be to make fun of the old man and want to see how this man takes care of himself, but fortunately, what Lao Miaozhu was worried about did not happen.

Wang Ge arched his hand and said: "Gongzi Rongyu, when my mother was there, I often told the villain to know what was good or bad, and it was really hungry to steal the tribute in the temple first, and it was also a last resort to be beaten up, where can I fight back." ”

Seeing that the man was so knowledgeable, the temple would not say much, and he was afraid of causing trouble again, but he had not yet figured out the details of Wang Xingping, so he naturally had to guard it and want to get some more benefits.

Wang Xingping laughed when he heard the man's answer, and said after a while: "I didn't expect to be a wonderful person, I don't know who else is in your family?" ”

Wang Ge saw that Wang Xingping spoke casually and gradually lost his restraints, and said: "My father died early, and my mother passed away last year. ”

"Are there brothers and sisters?"

"Ben has a younger brother who had acne at the age of 10 and couldn't keep it."

"Where's the wife?"

"The villain has not yet married, and has no children."

"How old are you?" Wang Xingping asked the last question.

"Five out of twenty." Wang Xing said calmly that he was a whole round bigger.

Looking at the sun and thinking about it again, Wang Xingping still counted out two pieces of broken silver from his sleeve and beckoned to the temple.

"Uncle Sun."

The temple on the side heard the summons and returned to God.

"What do you have to say?"

"I took these two coins of silver and bothered my husband to take this little brother Wang to the crude medicine shop next to me to bandage it, but I don't know if there is Lang Zhong in that shop."

Seeing that the business came, Sun Miaozhu suddenly danced again.

"The son is kind-hearted, this matter is wrapped up in the little old man, Han Chaofeng of Tirentang used to be born in Langzhong, and he is good at bone-handedness."

Wang Xingping said to Wang Ge again: "You rest here, we still have some things to do." ”

Before the man could agree, he had been pulled over by the Sun Temple Zhu Chao Tiren Hall, and for a while he forgot that the injury in this body was still from the old man in this Xiao Cao Temple.

Looking at the figures of the two, Wang Xingping still felt that something was wrong.

"Little Liu, you are here with ......"

…………

Some of the thick, yellowed pages are one palm wide and two palm long, and the two-color overprinted text and the aqua blue patterns on the edges of the long strips of paper are clearly legible.

But the most intriguing thing is the ink-colored text at the bottom of the page.

'Ten taels of silver by posting'

"The two governments of Chongqing and Chengdu have a total of fifty tickets, which is the money returned by the father to his in-laws."

Jian Xiaowu took it and took a look, the ticket of the Tongsheng Fu Money Shop in Chaotianmen was beautifully printed, and he knew that there would be no fake when he touched it, but he was still expressionless, and his heart was just interest. Five thousand taels of silver have been out for a few months, and although the interest rate of one percent is not bad, judging from the news in the past few months, the risk is inevitably greater, and this is only interest.

"As for the five thousand taels of principal in the money shop, the little nephew didn't feel appropriate, so he moved to his brother-in-law's house first, and the whole box was twenty-five taels of ribbed ingots, and the in-laws Ah Weng and his brother-in-law must be relieved that they are a family."

Originally, when Wang Xingping was in Guizhou, he had given the silver ticket to Jian Shouzhi, but because he couldn't exchange it, he changed it to cash when he left, and when he got to the road to collect salt, he temporarily returned it to Wang Xingping for use, and now it seems that the trust in this brother-in-law is not in vain, and now not only the money is still exchanged back, but also the interest, in fact, there are still five hundred taels of additional head that Wang Xingping left directly to his brother-in-law, and he did not mention it here.

After hearing this, he glanced at his son's expression again, and received a positive response, Jian Xiaowu's expression finally eased. Although the time has dragged on for a long time, but finally even the principal and interest have returned to his hands, but at the beginning he agreed to lend this silver for the sake of his in-laws' face, even with his net worth, this is not a small amount, it is nothing more than that considerable profit, Wang Laiting is from a good background.

Hearing the news of Wang Laiting's death, Jian Xiaowu Xian was also worried, and he was in a hurry to just set up a note but did not receive the deed of mortgage, so he hurriedly asked his son to return to the door with his daughter-in-law, one was mourning, and the other was also to explore the truth, after all, the Jian family is still a big family, although Jian Xiaowu has long been separated, the dignity of the scholar is wanted, not to mention that although the son-in-law is dead, the in-laws in Guiyang still have the clan and foundation, and it is not easy for him to make trouble across the province, if there is really something that needs to be helped.

Therefore, although the relationship between the two families has actually been cold, but the surface work still has to be done, when the son came back, he heard about the only son of the Wang family, and today after listening to what Wang Xingping said, the old man Jian also immediately changed his name to be a virtuous nephew.

"It's all a family, Tiancheng doesn't have to see each other like this."

Not only his own son, but the young master of the Wang family, who has developed salt in Chongqing City, at least in the ears of the old man, has heard the acquaintance in the business field more than once in the past two days, and received a message from his son yesterday that Wang Xingping is going to visit the door today, and the old man has already been prepared, but when he saw the person, he felt that he was more mature than the rumors, and such a look is really not matched.

"I wonder what my nephew's plans are for the future? Do you want to settle down in Chongqing? After accepting the ticket, he took another sip of tea, and asked with a pretended concern.

"Jiaci is still afraid to travel far, this time it is also for the sake of his father's business, but fortunately, there is finally a good result."

"Now that the enemy has already subdued the law, what will the virtuous nephew do in the future?"

"I always have to study while maintaining the family's income, and now I am the only man left in my family, and I still have to struggle to maintain the door."

"Since it should be like this, if you want to collect it in Sichuan in the future, if there is anything inappropriate, you will tell your brother-in-law that the two families are still in-laws, and we will not lose this affection."

Of course, if there is really a next time, the mortgage that should be there cannot be short, and this is not said here.

Wang Xingping didn't answer, and said: "It's not bothering Shibo, this hoarder's business will only be done this time, and when I return to Guiyang, I still want to open a few workshops to make a living from smelting." ”

Jian Xiaowu reacted when he heard the words and said: "That's not bad, your family has a way in Guiyang Mansion, if you really want to open a dumping shop to do it, the business will not be bad......"

"Not silver, but iron." Master Jian was interrupted by the boy in the middle of his words.

Originally, Wang Xingping talked about smelting, Jian Xiaowu's first thought was the dumping shop, at this time there was a lot of silver circulating in the market, but the value of broken silver was quite large, and the fineness was not clear, so there was a kind of shop specializing in casting broken silver in the larger Fucheng. These shops will smelt the broken silver into solid silver ingots to facilitate circulation and trading, and also double as gold, and the larger trading houses will accumulate a little silver tael and then take it to the dumping shop to make silver ingots of equal weight, and the dumping households will charge a certain fee for the benefit of processing, if the local market is developed, it is also a big deal, especially if there is some relationship in the government, just the annual summer and autumn tax is a lot of income.

However, Wang Xingping denied it, and Jian Xiaowu immediately figured it out, this kind of business is not something that ordinary big families can do, not to mention that it also implicates the government, the Wang family is now a minor boy with him, and the officials see the dignity of the people and send more people to inquire about his father's affairs, but even if Wang Xingping is talented and intelligent, this real money benefit is still not possible, otherwise it will increase some people to covet it.

"Iron smelting?" Jian Xiao Wuhu said suspiciously.

"Iron smelting indeed."

Wang Xingping ignored the suspicions of his in-laws A Weng and explained: "Guizhou is poor, except for the army, there are fewer iron weapons among the people. Whether it is an iron pot or a farm tool, it depends on the import of other provinces, and if the province can produce its own, it is also an additional benefit. ”

"Iron smelting is not an easy task."

Although copper and iron are not as good as gold and silver, but they are related to ordnance, the government wants to supervise it very strictly, even if the Wang family is in the Guiyang Army, there are people who say it, but it is not a business that is said to be done, but Master Jian is just casually said, whether he cares or not, it has nothing to do with his Jian family.

"It's really not easy, so these days I've been trying to find some useful workers, and in addition, I want to find some good iron."

"The local iron material is some good ones from Banshu."

"The kid has already sent a letter to Chen Guan in Zunyi, and when he goes back, he should be in Banzhou for a few days."

Jian Xiaowu knew about Wang Xingping's affairs in Zunyi, and he also knew from his son that Deputy Envoy Chen of Zunyi valued this posterior boy very much, so he said yes.

The three of them sat for a while in the shade of a tree in the courtyard, talking and having some refreshments.

Because there are still big merchants from Jiangxi to entertain in the night, I am afraid that I will miss the ferry to return to the south bank, and the old man Jian did not leave the two to eat.

When he got out, Wang Xingping saw Wang Xiaoliu and Wang Ge waiting at the entrance of the alley from a distance.

"You're from a furnace?"

Wang Xingping arrived in front of him, and his sudden question made Wang Ge, who had just come up, stunned, but he immediately woke up.

"The villain is indeed from a furnace household."