Yang Changfan also had a splitting headache in the face of such an aunt, and turned around and said, "Give her the money." ”

"How much?"

"Look."

Qiao'er was helpless, and was very distressed and grabbed two or three taels of broken silver, and pushed it to Zhao Siping: "Buy something for Xiaolang......"

Zhao Siping squinted, and then cried even more: "Take the money and send it away!" This is miserable!! ”

"Forget it." Yang Changfan shook his head and said to his parents, "My son will come back another day." ”

"Don't, don't, don't!" Zhao Siping hurriedly snatched the broken silver, and muttered, "It's all a family, and how much of the money you earn with your long reputation will be handed over to your family." ”

This era is also extreme enough, some people value their faces more than their lives, and some people value money more than their sons.

Yang Changfan also discovered the first use of money, smashed people, smashed shut up, but he was not rich enough to do that, and he couldn't say anything about smashing Zhao Siping every day, it seemed that he still couldn't go home to live.

Everyone didn't eat this meal happily, mainly because Yang Changgui failed to win the first place in the third attempt. Zhao Siping naturally blamed Yang Changfan for this crime, but Yang Shouquan was not stupid although he was roundabout, and he definitely wouldn't really think so.

After the dull dinner, Yang Changfan entered his father's study again, and had several deep conversations, the position between father and son is always changing, at first it was an open heart, then a fierce collision, and now it has entered an ambiguous period.

In Yang Changfan's eyes, his father is now the person who is particularly thoughtful, in terms of etiquette and proportion, in terms of the degree of heat of the old fritters, he must be better than himself, and the society at this time has the rules at this time, and he should ask for advice.

Before asking, Yang Changfan took out the IOU and let his father read it first.

After Yang Shouquan saw it clearly, he was stunned for about fifteen seconds, and then sat on the chair with his ass, carefully holding the IOU in both hands and returning it to Yang Changfan.

Yang Changfan put away the IOU, Yang Shouquan was silent for another fifteen seconds, and then scolded in a hoarse voice: "These merchants are so fucking rich......"

It's hard to imagine Lao Yang bursting out with such foul language, which shows how much he hates this kind of rich people.

"Father, don't be in a hurry to scold him first, I have to stabilize this money first."

"Yes, you have to stabilize ......," Yang Shouquan nodded and pondered, "Tomorrow you go to the county with me, and if you want to keep these, you must take care of it." ”

"I've thought about that." Yang Changfan sat on the chair and said, "I'm going to take out 200 taels and donate it to our county school." ”

"Hmm!" Yang Shouquan nodded excitedly, "I'm still afraid that I don't know how to speak, just have your own ideas!" ”

"I pondered, in the final analysis, this money is earned from the readers, and I can only feel at ease when I give back to them with a part of it."

The county school is the most basic school, and there are also sacrificial activities, which belong to the school and church that cultivates talents and promotes Confucianism. Although it is a national educational and ceremonial institution, after Yongle, the imperial court does not directly allocate funds, and the county school funds and work have to be maintained by local land endowments and forced labor.

Yang Changfan took out 200 taels to donate, at least in this year, the county school can be much more comfortable.

But you can't donate in vain, you have to donate to the right place, about this matter, Yang Shouquan, as a local tyrant, has too much to say.

Yang Shouquan followed closely and said: "Donate everything, if you are determined, it is best to have 500 taels." ”

“500？” Yang Changfan is a little painful now, this is 500 taels, daddy! Although it is a windfall, it is also my wisdom and sweat to work hard.

"Listen to me......"

Yang Shouquan's thinking is extremely clear, and he immediately listed how to donate the 500 taels, who to donate to, how to implement it, and the results and benefits. The five-minute discussion made Yang Changfan admire the five bodies to the ground, which mountain has a fairy, which underworld has a little ghost, they all say that the head is the way, in the end it is the old landlord!

Yang Changfan's current trouble is obvious - he became rich overnight.

What are you afraid of getting rich overnight?

Afraid of official investigation, afraid of public anger!

There is a simple and crude way to solve this problem - merit.

But this method seems to be some distance from Yang Changfan.

No, it's not that far.

When wealth accumulates to a certain extent, most problems can be solved with money, especially in the evil feudal society, even love can be solved with money, not to mention fame.

The yellow fat man is dashing, is he famous?

He Yongqiang's hanging, is it famous?

In the past, Yang Shouquan hated this kind of person very much, he didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, he earned a few fart money from crooked ways, donated money, and got the identity of a "non-staff member", in fact, he was a "supernumerary member of the imperial court", without any real power and grade, he just changed his clothes, and jumped from a businessman and a common man to a famous gentry class.

In the past, Yang Shouquan was reluctant to be in the company of such people.

But he now knows that everything is changing very quickly, and those people he once looked down on are now much better off than himself, and more importantly, he finds that his eldest son seems to be the same kind of person.

If you look down on it again, it's your own son.

I can't look at it anymore, it's real silver.

The tried and tested brutal method of donating fame and fame must be used, so that no matter how angry the officials are, no matter how angry the people are, it is not easy to do it directly with you.

Of course, Yang Shouquan is a decent and thoughtful person, and the official should also have scruples about investigating the anger of the people, which is actually easy to say, giving gifts to officials and donating to the people is just right.

In this way, after counting all kinds of donations inside and out, 500 taels should be enough, after all, Lao Yang has been in Lihai all his life, and his face is worth a few dollars.

The father and son agreed that as soon as the money arrived, they would go to the county.

That night, Yang Changfan and his wife were so panicked that they didn't even have the enthusiasm to roll the sheets, Yang Changfan felt that this was also right, if he was bent on being happy after getting rich, thinking about how to squander and show off, he really couldn't hold it, and he could live longer if he was prepared for danger and thought of a good way to retreat.

Soon after dawn the next day, there was a very restrained knock on the door, as if for fear of disturbing the surroundings.

Yang Changfan didn't sleep soundly, he came out to open the door with his clothes on, and was bumping into the fat yellow man who was also sleepy-eyed, and there were two sturdy family members next to the mule cart behind him.

"My brother is really a trustworthy man!" Yang Changfan made a fuss, he originally thought it would drag on for a few days.

The fat man was also thinking about something else, and while asking the family to pull the mule cart into the door, he whispered: "Hurry up, I don't want people to see it." There was no one in the seaside cottage, so I found this place and disturbed my brother's family to rest. ”

Yang Changfan hurriedly said, "Don't get in the way." ”

The fat man beckoned and asked the family to tear off the wrapping.