Song Jinggong is a liar, he always thinks that he is the best, he doesn't think about other things at all, and he doesn't know how to communicate with his peers more, which can be described as resting on his laurels.

Zhang Xiaobao grasped his psychology and kept cheating money, every time it was a little, and even the concierge was used.

After Song Jinggong went back in the morning, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, in order to take revenge earlier, he hurried back with money that night, and met the porter, with the experience of the morning, this time before he could speak, he handed over a small piece of silver.

weighs about half a tael, nearly twice as much as what Zheng Gongzi gave in the morning, the porter really smiled, took the money, and ran in like flying, and after a while, turned around and came back, showing a helpless expression.

said: "Song Gongzi, the steward is checking the accounts, and he may not be able to meet his son today, so it is better to come early tomorrow." ”

"Then your wife is here?" Song Jinggong spent half a tael of silver, and he was distressed, so much money, for the porter.

At this time, he saw that he could not speak to the steward, so he made a new request.

When the porter, who was still smiling just now, heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he said coldly: "My wife doesn't worry about my son, please go back." ”

Song Jinggong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought that there were still two babies to feed, and they must be milk babies at this moment, it was too rude for him to ask like this, his face was embarrassed, he didn't dare to say more, he forced a smile, turned around and left.

Walking out of dozens of steps, I found that I was about to go to the house where I stayed yesterday, thinking of the meal, and changed directions, and went to the Wang family Zhuangzi, who knew that I found a family that looked quite clean, and said that the people actually asked for ten yuan for accommodation, and the food cost was also doubled.

Thinking that the food of this family can be better, gritted his teeth and admitted, after all, it is not good to go to Gejiazhuang to deceive Zhangjiazhuang, who knew that as soon as dinner was served, it turned out to be a plate of scrambled eggs with leeks, it was better to scrambled leeks with eggs, and the dish was better because there were more eggs.

Lying on the bed that was almost empty, the thin layer of mattress was covered with thatch, and the one that was tied was uncomfortable, and that's all, there were mosquitoes flying in the room.

When he went to bed last night, the family also ordered him a rope made of mugwort to repel mosquitoes, but today there is nothing, and this room is next to the courtyard at the back.

From time to time, the half-broken window could see something coming in with wings in the bright moonlight, and Song Jinggong didn't even dare to take off his clothes, and covered his face with the blanket with an unknown smell, and couldn't sleep at all.

The sound of crickets outside the window is non-stop, and it has a different taste when I heard it in the past, but today, it has a more taste.

In the middle of the night, the vegetables planted in the yard and the fruit trees planted kept sending the moisture to the house, and Song Jinggong felt that his hands and feet were cold, and turning his body into a ball could not solve this coldness.

"Uncle, uncle, open the door and discuss something."

Finally, Song Jinggong, who couldn't stand this torture, got up and came to the next room, gently knocked on the door, and heard the question inside, so he spoke.

"What's the matter, you don't sleep so late?" The man who opened the door was in his fifties, yawning and asking with some dissatisfaction.

"Uncle, my house is so cold, I wonder if there is a thin one that has been lent to me to build?" Song Jinggong didn't expect a Zhuang household to dare to speak to him like this, sighed sadly in his heart, and discussed.

"Where is the futon? It's all put away.,Where to find you in the middle of the night.,It's a night.,What were you thinking about earlier? The old man refused.

"Really?"

"It's not for nothing, but there is a new quilt for the grandson to marry his daughter-in-law, so he put it in a conspicuous place, and it cost a whole tael of silver for someone to make it." The old man sighed as he spoke, and even calculated this.

"I'll buy it, a tael of silver, I'll buy it." Song Jinggong's eyes were red, what was a tael of silver? Is it satin?

"You'll have to work hard to get it." The old man complained and did not move.

"Add another ten pennies." Song Jinggong increased the price.

"Wait." The old man snorted, closed the door, and thought he had gone in to find the quilt.

After a full quarter of an hour, he dangled out of it, stuffed a ball of things rolled together into Song Jinggong's arms, turned around and closed the door and latched it.

Song Jinggong hugged the quilt, felt warmer, returned to his room, opened the quilt, covered his body, and still couldn't sleep, so he had to look around by the moonlight.

I looked at it and saw the quilt, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that something was wrong, I don't know if the moonlight was white, or the color of the quilt was problematic, take a closer look, made of thick silk, just this set, even if it is more than thirty Wen, the most expensive is not more than fifty Wen, and it costs one or two silver.

That's it, but looking at the stained place, it was obviously washed and faded, and the flowers were white, which is also called a new quilt.

Song Jinggong was so angry, after thinking about it, he simply didn't sleep, stood up and walked to the window, pushed the other window open, and watched the night scene in a cloth.

******

In a few days, Song Jinggong spent a lot of money, excluding what was given to Zhang Xiaobao, which added up to ten taels of silver, including accommodation, food, drink and gifts, but he only saw Steward Zhang.

Steward Zhang said that he couldn't make the decision, and he needed to know with his wife.

Who knows that if he hadn't spent so much money, he would have gone back a long time ago, who is here to talk nonsense? But the money was spent, and if he didn't get things done, he was unwilling, and today he finally decided to live in Gejia Zhuangzi and not spend this unjust money.

******

"Xiaobao, it's been twenty days here, right?" Wang Juan, who was sitting at one end of the seesaw under the shade of the tree, pressed hard to press Zhang Xiaobao's side up, and then asked.

Zhang Xiaobao's center of gravity shifted back, lifted Wang Juan up again, and replied: "No, it's exactly nineteen days, and in another ten days, the chickens will come out, the earthworms haven't grown up yet, put them in the toilet of the villager's house, oh called thatched houses, if you eat maggots, it doesn't matter if you bury them, you are afraid of falling into the dung pit and drowning, and you need to feed some food." ”

"Where's the sauce, it's almost ready?"

"It's early, it's going to take about twenty days to do it." Zhang Xiaobao estimated the days of Erniu.

"Are you sure anyone can buy it? It's nothing more than a little spicy, with meat in it. Wang Juan also pushed back, and then lifted Zhang Xiaobao, using this to practice the strength of his legs and waist, and exercised while playing.

"Absolutely no problem, when the sauce comes out, even with the method of making dishes with sauce to those restaurants, inns, and small shops, they sell well, they are going to buy sauce, rest, an hour, legs are worn out.

After a while, let Xiaohong go to the back kitchen and ask them to make some kelp bone broth, didn't they buy kelp two days ago? Supplement nutrition, just drinking milk is not enough. ”

Zhang Xiaobao got off the seesaw, walked to a sunny place outside, and basked in the sun.

Wang Juan also came over, Xiaohong hurried to the kitchen to order someone to make things, rushed back and took out a small collapse, placed it in the center of the courtyard, held an umbrella, and hid under the shade, while looking at the two little ancestors, while thinking about his own thoughts.

Usually when she is a little free, she will make clothes, make them for herself, and do them for Xiaoqi, but this time she doesn't dare to say anything, so that people can see her take a needle and thread when she looks at the child, then no one can help her.

"Xiaobao, don't lie down all the time, look at how much money we have." Wang Juan turned over and asked with his chin on the collapse.

"I don't have much money, I have accumulated some things, just wait, just wait for the autumn harvest."

"What are you going to do in the autumn harvest? I always feel like you're not at ease. Wang Juan didn't know what Zhang Xiaobao was planning at this time.

"How to say it, it's okay to say that you don't have a good heart, and it's okay to say that you have a good heart, it depends on which angle you understand."

"For example?" Wang Juan guided.

"For example, if a trader makes money, is it good or bad? If you want to make a profit, you can only buy low and sell high. Zhang Xiaobao thought about it and said.

When Wang Juan, who was lying there, heard this, he sat up all of a sudden, stared at Zhang Xiaobao and said, "You want to buy grain?" Do you want to hoard Juqi? ”

"Don't be stupid, how much money can I have, and I still hoard, I want to buy grain locally, there is a bumper harvest here today, the grain is cheap, and it will be shipped to sell elsewhere next year and make a lot of money." Zhang Xiaobao finally said the purpose.

"Where?"

"If you can't say it first, if you tell it to anyone, the secret will no longer be a secret." Zhang Xiaobao refused again.

"I won't ask in the future, think about that Song liar, how will he deceive."

"I'm not a fairy, let alone a monster, wait, let Steward Zhang contact me tomorrow, and the soldiers will come to block it."

******

The next day, Song Jinggong really came to the courtyard again, once a day, it has long become a habit, originally he thought that there would be no gain today, who knew that the porter took the money he gave him and went in to report, and Steward Zhang actually greeted him in person.

"Hehe, Song Gongzi is here, have you been waiting for a long time? Come with me. Steward Zhang enthusiastically led Song Jinggong into the living room, making Song Jinggong a little unaccustomed.

After the two of them sat down, the next person brought the boiled tea, and after a few sips, Steward Zhang said: "Song Gongzi has been here for many days, there must be something important, right?" Today, Mrs. went out to do errands, and it took a few days to return, and everything in the village was handed over to Zhang, and Song Gongzi said if he had something. ”

When Song Jinggong heard Steward Zhang's words, his heart moved, and he asked tentatively: "You can also call the shots about money?" ”

"However, my family has been in charge of the Zhang family for generations, and it is inevitable to dispatch money and wealth." Steward Zhang replied a little proudly.

"Oh, in this way, Steward Zhang is also very respected in this Zhangjia Zhuangzi, congratulations to Steward Zhang." Song Jinggong flattered.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Song Gongzi should say what to do." Steward Zhang's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be praised for being comfortable.

"That's good, Song said, I have a shop in Sanshui County, specializing in antique calligraphy and painting." Song Jinggong said softly.

"Oh? But let me buy some calligraphy and paintings? Steward Zhang asked.

"No, it's something else important to discuss and get rich." Song Jinggong finally said what he thought was tempting.