"Fourth Uncle Huo has a lot of kindness, I can't help but appreciate it." Zhao Heju raised his eyes and looked at Huo Zuoyu again: "My family is willing to take the lead in building bridges and roads, as for building temples and doing Buddhist things, my family is really not able to do it." ”

"Since that's the case, I'll go to Si Shaoning and ask again." Huo Zuoyu couldn't sit down a little, the master and servant of the Zhao family sang and harmonized, but it was just to save him a little face, and he didn't tell him directly with his intentions, he suppressed the disappointment in his heart: "After a few days, I will send someone to talk to Da Lang." ”

"Old housekeeper, send Fourth Uncle Huo out of the village." Zhao and Ju didn't stay, he stood up and made a gesture: "Fourth Uncle Huo, I have a contract with Ling Lang, and I will not come to the door to disturb me in the future." ”

"Da Lang is willing to come to my Zhuangzi, that is very welcome." Huo Zuoyu heard the meaning of his words, and the embarrassment in his heart eased slightly, Zhao and Ju intended to make friends with Huo Chongcheng, and the purpose of his trip was halfway there.

After leaving Yuzhang Villa, Huo Chongcheng couldn't help but say on the donkey: "Since Daddy wants me to make friends with Na Zhao and Ju, why do you want to give him money?" ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, little kid?"

"I'm thirteen after the winter solstice, so Zhao and Ju are four or five years younger than me, he can understand it, can't I understand it?" Huo Chongcheng pouted, and was quite disapproving: "I can't have a son inherit my father's business in the future, why should my father hide it from me?" ”

Huo Zuoyu's old face was slightly red, and he turned his face to the side, he was the only son, and he was very pampered, but he was never angry because of Huo Chongcheng's words, but shame was inevitable. After a long while, he said: "My father was just tempting at first, but he never thought that he would be like this, and he fought to break the net, and he didn't let others take advantage of him, this temperament ...... I'm afraid it's not easy to get along. ”

"I saw that he was very generous to the servants he bought at home, and he took them to Shaoxing Mansion during the Winter Solstice Festival, which was not a small instrument." Huo Chongcheng also felt strange, and after thinking about it, he asked his father: "Daddy, will he really demolish those mills?" ”

"That Zhao and Ju act ......" Huo Zuoyu said to his mouth, and finally swallowed not to say, although he is open-minded, he has to admit in front of his son that he is not as good as a seven or eight-year-old child, and it is a loss of face after all.

They didn't know that after sending the two out of the village, Zhao Xi hesitated for a while, and finally moved to the front of Zhao and Ju's study.

With his understanding of Zhao and Ju, at this time Zhao and Ju should go back to the study, take his homemade quill pen, and write something that no one understands.

Knocked lightly on the door of the study, and Zhao Youju's calm voice came from inside: "Old housekeeper, come in." ”

After pushing open the door, Zhao Xi was slightly stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Youju, because Zhao Youju was holding a quill in his mouth, supporting his chin with his hand, and looking out of the window with a sideways face. A ray of sunlight shone in through the propped up paper window, shining on Zhao Youju's face, making his face like amber. The sunlight of this winter morning is not very strong, but it gives Zhao Youju's face a layer of golden light that is difficult to look at.

For some reason, at that moment, Zhao Xi held his breath.

"Old butler, is there something wrong?"

Because of a ball of golden light, Zhao Xi couldn't see Zhao Heju's expression at the moment, although Zhao Heju's voice had not changed as before, but Zhao Xi felt that he was frowning tightly, and seemed to be extremely lonely. Zhao Xi was a little puzzled, how could his little master feel lonely, there were more than 30 children his age at home, could no one talk to him?

Thinking about it carefully, Zhao Xi really found that no matter who Zhao and Ju were with, they didn't seem to have much to say. Every ten **** will talk endlessly in front of the children about the kung fu of a pillar of incense, reward and punish lazy people to comment on the recent gains and losses, then he will be radiant, but after speaking, he will return to the original calm full of loneliness.

Sometimes Zhao Xi feels that his little master is almost two completely different people when he is speaking and outside of his speech.

"Old butler, is there something wrong?" Zhao Youju asked again.

Zhao Xi woke up from his trance, he closed the door and lowered his arm: "Da Lang, do you really want to demolish those mills?" ”

"I don't dismantle it." Zhao Heju finally turned his face, and Zhao Xi saw a smile on his face: "Luo Dayou wants to sue the official, but it is just the instigation of Fengyutang, Fengyutang wants to harm me, but it is just coveting our family's waterwheel mill, cutting off their thoughts, Fengyutang will naturally stop, without the support of Fengyutang, we will follow Huo Zuoyu's words, and act to tie the hearts of the people, Luo Dayou is a young man, how can I help me?" ”

After a pause, he whispered again, "If it weren't for the lack of time to entangle with them...... Hehe, old butler, how about our business with Changlong? ”

Hearing Zhao and Ju mention Ji Changlong, Zhao Xi's spirit was lifted, and the original "Baoxing" high-profile is different, Ji Changlong has been very low-key since its opening, and has never invited outsiders, let Zhao Yong look at the shop there, transfer goods and collect accounts, he is acting alone, therefore, no one knows that Ji Changlong is the industry of Yuzhang Villa. Although the shipment is not large, but the profit of raw silk is far better than flour, and the Luo weaving household Wang Thirteen is grateful to Ji Changlong for solving his urgent need, and introduced a silk collector from Quanzhou, Ji Changlong is now only doing business for three or five days a month, but the profit is as high as a thousand, just open for more than two months, there is such an achievement, Zhao Xi thought of it and felt overjoyed.

Naturally, what made him most excited was that his son was in charge of this matter.

Nowadays, the income of Yuzhang Villa is mainly three parts, one of which is snow sugar, although it is not as profitable as at the beginning of the year, it can also bring more than 800 yuan per month, the second is "Baoxing", small profits but quick turnover, the three mills behind Zhuangzi are almost non-stop, and can earn more than 600 yuan per month, and the third is "Ji Changlong", which is also the most profitable at present.

All added up, the monthly income of the villa is more than 2,400 yuan, and a year ago, Zhao Xi couldn't even think about it. However, the money is earned a lot, and the money is spent a lot, and the people hired by the family will spend more than 200 guan a month, and Zhao Heju always has some whimsical ideas, and he needs to buy a large number of ancient monsters, like the iron he bought from Susong last time, and he spent more than 2,000 guan at a time. In contrast, although the children's food and clothing are not worse than those of some large families, the monthly expenses of nearly 40 people are only more than 200 yuan (Note 3).

In any case, Yuzhang Villa can still save about 1,500 yuan per month.

"Da Lang, how do you cut off their thoughts?" Although Zhao Xi smiled when he counted the accounts, but if the matter of Fengyutang was not resolved, the money would not be reliable, so he asked.

"I have my own way." Zhao Youju's eyes flashed.

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(After thinking about it, the old housekeeper didn't know what method Zhao and Ju would use, so he found an opportunity to ask: "Will the plan be released?" "What's so difficult about this, I ask you to stun those rats with recommendation votes!" Zhao Youju smiled and said: "If you get a big vote from the official, why be afraid?" ”）

Note 3: This figure is estimated by the author based on the records in the "Song Hui Yao • Career Officials", and the daily income of the craftsmen employed in the official workshop of Lin'an at that time was 170 wen and 2 liters of rice. They have to use this money to support their families, and they can't earn enough, but if they only support one person, they should be able to be more comfortable, and the daily cost of the children should be 200 times 35, that is, 7,000 yuan, seven yuan, thirty days a month, more than two hundred yuan. Naturally, this kind of estimation is not scientific, and the novelist said, let me believe it.