Ran Daqi was guarding the gate of Rui Fuxiang, carrying a lantern, and had been waiting in the dim twilight for a long time.

If the servant wants to get rid of the slave status, he must go through the approval of the master's family, not only to spend a sum of redemption money, but also to see the face of the master's family, if the master's family refuses, the slave status cannot be removed, and if he escapes without authorization, the master's family will sue the government, not only will he be wanted, but no one dares to take him in without a reason outside, and there is also a problem with survival.

How many peasants who have been deprived of their land have since become dependent on the landlords, have been oppressed and exploited, changed from free people to tenants of side households, sold themselves into slavery with a paper contract, and have no choice between life and death, and the end is tragic.

Generally, the owner's family will not let the side households at the bottom go, if they are all gone, who will help them make money and farm?

Ran Daqi naturally knew this, worried that there would be something wrong with Changsun Hong's trip, so he kept looking at the street at the door, and several times he couldn't bear to go to the Li family to take a look, but was stopped by Ran Pu and Ran Hushengsheng, so he gave up.

Fortunately, before it got dark, at the end of the side street, two familiar figures slowly appeared, approaching side by side in the distant view of Rui Fuxiang and several people, and the iconic smiling face of Changsun Hong was revealed in the lights, which made Ran Daqi and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

"How? What do you think? Ran Daqi pounced on the non-existent dust on Changsun Hong's body, and asked vigorously, "Is the matter done?" ”

"That's it." The eldest grandson Hong took out two contracts, and wrote them clearly in black and white: "Ran Shibo, from now on, I will trouble you." ”

"Hah! Where to say! Jiro, you should have done this a long time ago. Ran Daqi's mustache was extremely happy: "You are the second owner of Rui Fuxiang, how can you still be someone else's scholar, and you will be laughed at if you spread it." From now on, Ruifuxiang will be your home, no! It's your industry! When it is developed in the future, you can also invite a few scholars to let the Li family see what a big treasure they have lost! Hahahaha! ”

He smiled happily, half of it was happy for the eldest grandson Hong's independence, and the other half was happy for Rui Fuxiang's prosperity from now on, maybe the second half would be bigger.

Changsun Hong also smiled and pulled the dog behind him.

"Li Gui is my partner who grew up together, this time I left the Li family with me, there is no other place to go, and he will also do an errand in Ruifuxiang in the future, don't look at his young age, but he is very studious, and he is serious about doing things, please let Ran Shibo let him do it steadily in the account room."

"This nature, this nature." Ran Daqi smiled and agreed: "The dog has been learning to plan in the account room, and he has done a good job, of course he will continue to do it, you can rest assured, the dog will be a member of our Ruifuxiang in the future, with me, there will be his place!" ”

Everyone looked at each other and laughed, laughing heartily. The guys who were closing the door panels along the street followed the prestige, and saw that it was the people of Ruifuxiang Paper Mill who were making noise, and pouted one after another, muttering "Business is so proud", turned his face angrily, and closed the door with a bang.

The lanterns on the street are lit up one by one, but where the shop opens to do business, a lantern will be hung at the door at night to illuminate their plaques and flags, and the lantern is also written with their own name, showing the style, the brighter the lantern, the better the meaning.

The lanterns on the street are dotted with stars, and against the background of the black night, it is like the Milky Way falling to the ground, which has a unique sense of beauty.

Ran Hu also picked out Rui Fuxiang's lantern, hung it high, and deliberately stepped on a stool, hanging it higher than usual, and asked him why? He said with a smile: "Today, the second owner has become a real owner, naturally there is joy, the lantern is higher, and our Ruifuxiang business will become more and more prosperous in the future, and it will definitely become the largest and best paper mill on Sichuan Gorge Fourth Road." ”

When everyone heard this, there was a burst of laughter, Ran Daqi greeted everyone, and went to the back hall to eat together, he was happy today, and specially ordered another table of wine and food, there were a few more meat dishes than the last time, everyone was elated, shouting and hugging Changsun Hong and running into the door.

The night breeze blows, and the high lanterns sway gently, like fireflies, and the ink is particularly bright. The streets are drowsy, gradually no one is resting, occasionally one or two dog barks to break the silence of the night, the soldiers who patrol the night are lazy to pass by, smell the smell of meat wafting from the back hall of Rui Fuxiang, sniff twice, swallow two saliva, and then complain about two sentences of Shangguan Feiren, and reluctantly continue to move forward.

Under the night sky, the riverside pier has a red light reflecting the sky, it is the night market of the pier that is open all night to welcome customers, compared with the quiet atmosphere here, it is extraordinarily noisy, and even faintly can hear the laughter of women there, and the high rollers are loud and shouting, and the stillness and movement complement each other.

The back hall of Ruifuxiang is festive and rippling.

All the people are there, the two owners, the accountant below, the men, the nurses, the craftsmen, and the handymen, all gathered together, and the twenty people crowded the five or six square tables, and many people had no seats, so they had to take a bowl and some dishes, and sit down in a random corner, and looked at the owners at the top with a smile, and they were also smiling.

The owner has a banquet, it is always good, Rui Fuxiang has not been prosperous in the past two years, everyone has tightened their belts to live, they have suffered a lot, and they feel that the good days are precious.

Tonight there is meat to eat, there is white rice to eat, how rare, the status of the businessman is not high, the craftsman is the bottom of the society, than the tenant farmers in the township life is generally tight, so the owner treats, everyone is very happy, while eating, while looking at the eldest grandson Hong sitting next to Ran Daqi, thinking that this second owner is so young, there is an infinite future in the future, and the life of working in Ruifuxiang is bound to get better and better, so the smile is brighter.

Ran Daqi didn't know where to take out two bottles of wine, opened them mysteriously, and a very clumsy aroma of wine overflowed the room.

Wine is uncommon, this is a government monopoly, ordinary people can't operate, if you catch it, you have to be in a flail for a month.

Therefore, if people want to drink, they can only brew it themselves, after all, there are not many people who can afford to buy official wine, and they have to make their own wine secretly, and it is not very visible.

Self-brewing is to use grain, grain is very expensive, not enough to eat, where can it be used to make wine? So there are fewer people who can afford to drink, but even if it is bad wine, it smells in everyone's nose, but it is as mouthwatering as elixir.

"Everyone tastes a little, only a little, not much." Ran Daqi's face was red and his eyes were shining, and his joy made him generous: "You can only drink one bottle, drink evenly." ”

Someone shouted that the owner obviously had two bottles. Ran Daqi proudly crossed Erlang's legs and squeezed the other bottle very tightly: "This bottle is mine, you can drink that bottle." ”

So the crowd laughed, and in the midst of the laughter, they drank all the bottles of wine in an instant.

Ran Daqi approached Changsun Hong and said provocatively: "How?" If you want to be an adult, you have to drink, so try it? ”

He thought that the twelve-year-old country boy had never stuck to the edge of alcohol, but he never thought that this time he had encountered a hard stubble.

(End of chapter)