"Twenty runs?" Wei Shuyu was a little puzzled, twenty yuan and twenty thousand copper coins.

Three copper coins can buy a bucket of rice, and twenty guan can buy 80,000 catties of rice. The yield per mu of Datang is about one stone, and half of the rent is paid, and only about fifty catties are left.

If Zhuang Ding plants ten acres of land a year, he will earn 500 catties of rice a year. Twenty runs require a strong man to work hard for more than 100 years.

"My mother suffered when she was alive, and I can't bear to suffer again after she dies!"

"That's twenty taels of silver! Take it and bury your mother. Wei Shuyu handed the young man twenty taels of silver, and then turned around and walked out of the crowd.

"Si, there are really twenty big heads!"

"I want to sell my eldest man!"

"Who knows which mansion that big head and that son belongs to just now?"

"It seems to be the eldest man of Deng Guogong's mansion!"

"It's him, I heard that he opened a hot pot restaurant called the world's first pot in Liquanfang, and the business is very hot."

"That's right! Recently, the sliding block on the street is also sold by his family! ”

"No wonder!"

"But it's not like this when you have silver, it's twenty yuan, not twenty yuan!"

"Maybe this is the Lord of Silver, who let him see the right eye!"

......

The young man asked an uncle, so he silently wrote down Wei Shuyu's address, then put the silver into his arms, picked up his mother with one hand, and left the crowd quickly.

Wei Shuyu bought two horses in the West Market, bought some dry food, and rode back to the Gudefang Research Institute.

As for giving away twenty taels of silver today, it's not that he has a lot of silver, it's not that he's stupid, it's just that he was moved by the young man's eyes.

At least, Wei Shuyu thinks it's worth it! And it was a pleasure to send it! That's enough.

Foreman Wei has now become Wei Shuyu's loyal acceptance, or partner. Wei Shuyu never regarded him as a subordinate, and opened his mouth to close Uncle Wei's call, which made Foreman Wei's heart warm at the same time, and his waist bag also bulged.

He was in charge of all the heating projects in the palace, and Foreman Wei was also a little more confident after being appreciated by Yan Lide, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry.

He understands that following Wei Shuyu closely, everything is possible.

Under the propaganda of his daughter-in-law, the workers who come to Foreman Wei every day are about to break through the threshold of his house. In the eyes of the workers, today's Wei foreman seems to have become a contract foreman and a big man who works for Wei Shuyu.

The hot pot restaurant is still full of customers every day, and Xia Zhu is considering whether to open a branch. There are also many shops around that do not do well, and they have followed the example of the world's first pot, but no matter how low they reduce the price, people who have eaten it once shake their heads and never patronize it again.

When business is good, it will always attract the jealousy of other families, and there are even many shops that call hooligans to make trouble, but under the swords of a group of brothers led by Cheng Chumo, they ran away with their tails between their legs.

The business of the Cheng family's grocery store is also driven by the sliding block and is gradually turning a profit. In addition to completing the manufacture of heating pipes, the workers of the Gudefang Research Institute can also produce an additional ten pulleys, which can also bring objective profits to Wei Shuyu.

After chasing the murderer to Dali Temple to no avail, Yamamoto also kept a low profile. In this short period of time, Wei Shuyu has not encountered assassination and kidnapping again, but the matter of Yamamoto has always been like a thorn in Wei Shuyu's chest.

On the bright side, everything is running in an orderly manner, and a steady stream of wealth is gathering wealth for Wei Shuyu.

The next day, after Wei Shuyu explained to everyone, he rode a horse and left Chang'an City.

Leaving from Chunming Gate, less than three kilometers to the west, the figure of a young man on the pipeline blocked Wei Shuyu's way.

"Huh?" Wei Shuyu grabbed the reins and touched his waist with his right hand. Alone, the last thing Wei Shuyu is afraid of is looking for trouble alone. No matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of pistols.

Wei Shuyu slowly approached, and the young man in sackcloth knelt down.

"Cao, Lao Tzu's protagonist has such a cock aura, and before he could speak, the enemy surrendered on his knees?" Wei Shuyu looked at the thin figure suspiciously, and wondered for a while.

"Master!" The boy raised his head, and the word master bit very hard!

"Who are you?" Wei Shuyu really didn't understand which one the young man in front of him was playing.

"Master, I am your servant!" The boy's eyes were unusually bright, and they were grateful. This gaze seems to have seen it!

"Is that you? Xiao Langjun, who sold himself to bury his mother yesterday? ”

"Yes, master!"

"Wait! I gave you the silver because I thought of your filial piety. Don't call the master, do whatever you have to do. Ben Gongzi still has to hurry. ”

Wei Shuyu stuffed the pistol back into his waist, as a modern person, the last thing he could accept was that someone else called his master, or a teenager of the same age called him master!

Evil feudal society!

"The hosts! When I took the money from you, I swore to follow you, please take me in! "The young man has a thin body, but his momentum is like a rainbow, and his voice is extremely loud.

"Then you can follow me first, and if you want to leave one day, just tell me!" Wei Shuyu knew that the persistence in his eyes was not something that could change him with a few words.

I can only stay by my side first, and then persuade slowly!

"Thank you, master!"

"Don't be the master, the master called, well, my name is Wei Shuyu! You're about the same as me, just call me big brother! ”

"The host ......"

"Huh?"

"Big, big, big brother!"

"Okay, by the way, what's your name?"

"Since I follow the eldest brother, please give the eldest brother a name!" A trace of sadness flashed in the boy's eyes, as if he didn't want to mention the past.

"Then I'll call you Rokuro! There are five brothers and sisters in my family, and you are the sixth! ”

"Brother Xie!" Liulang was stunned, this is treating himself as a younger brother, Liulang seemed to feel a warm current dissipate the cold around him, and couldn't help but look at Wei Shuyu's gaze became hotter.

"Do you know how to ride a horse?"

"Yes!"

Wei Shuyu untied the reins of the horse and reached out to throw it to Liulang. Rokuro took it, turned over and got on the horse, his movements chic and smooth.

"It seems that Rokuro is also a teenager with a story!"

"Drive!" Without thinking much about it, Wei Shuyu raised his whip and looked back, Liulang's equestrian skills were extremely proficient, far from being comparable to his own half-ass.

Regardless of whether Wei Shuyu sped up or slowed down, Liulang was always two stalls behind Wei Shuyu.

After walking about 20 kilometers, there was a wine shop next to the road, Wei Shuyu looked at the sky, and jumped off the horse.

"Little Er, if there's anything delicious, bring some up!" Wei Shuyu found a table and sat down.

Liulang didn't know when, standing behind Wei Shuyu, "Liulang! Sit! ”

"Yes, big brother!"

"I said Rokuro, don't do that. You treat me as your big brother, or I won't feel comfortable! ”

"Good! Eldest brother! ”

Xiao Er served a few cold dishes and served a pot of wine! Wei Shuyu poured a bowl of wine for himself and Liulang, and drank it.

The wine of Datang is rice wine, which has a low degree and is about the same as that of beer. Wei Shuyu was originally a person who likes tobacco and alcohol, but when he came to Datang, he was oppressed by life, and he didn't have time to get some liquor to taste!

When Wei Shuyu was not enjoying his drinking, several men walked in.

"Boy, get out of the way and make room for the masters!"