Chapter 4, Young Master Yu who sold his ancestral property

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It's a pity that Yu Zhiyuan didn't even give him a chance to finish this word, and closed the door tightly.

After calling for a long time, no one in the house agreed, Yu Wusheng was annoyed and threw his sleeves away, no matter what, whether the Yu family's money could be moved or not was up to him Yu Wusheng.

After closing the door, the ancestor of the Yu family beckoned Zhiyuan to him and asked, "Zhiyuan, do you remember what happened?" ”

Yu Zhiyuan looked at the loving grandmother in front of him, he knew that the ancestor of the Yu family must believe him, but if he told the truth, it would be difficult for this old lady to guarantee that she would not go to Wan Chunfeng to settle accounts, and once she tore her face, there would be no room for recovery.

Yu Zhiyuan thought in his heart: "Grandma, don't worry, just leave these to me." Yu Zhiyuan raised his head to meet those loving eyes, and murmured, "Grandson, I don't remember......"

Who knew that after hearing Yu Zhiyuan's reply, the ancestor of the Yu family actually laughed, "Don't be afraid, if you don't remember, you won't remember, how can you remember everything if you live a hundred years old." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched Yu Zhiyuan's head, and said fondly: "As long as people live, they are not afraid of anything." ”

While talking, the old lady walked to the bedside and brought a carved brocade box and handed it to Yu Zhiyuan, which contained more than a dozen pieces of jewelry, large and small.

"It's grandma's dowry, and that's all there is. Your uncle is stingy, he has maintained the family for so many years, and it is even more difficult to get him to give you money! Grandma can only help you so much, just do whatever you want. ”

Yu Silent was determined not to give Yu Zhiyuan half a copper plate, and of course he remained a cold observer of Zhiyuan's nonsense.

Not only that, but even when Yu Zhiyuan went to the pawnshop to make this box of jewelry, it didn't go well. The shopkeeper of the pawnshop only regarded him as a complete loser, and he only knew how to eat, drink and have fun before, which has fallen to the point of becoming a seller after returning from Jiangnan.

After returning from the pawnshop, Yu Zhiyuan plunged into the study.

Yu Zhiyuanzai carefully explored the memories of the young master of the Yu family, and in his memory, this world was somewhat different from the ancient times that Yu Zhiyuan knew. Yu Zhiyuan went to find a few history books to read, and confirmed his judgment even more.

The era in which Yu Zhiyuan lived was a dynasty very similar to the Song Dynasty he was familiar with, emphasizing literature over military force, and there were many small countries around it. However, in comparison, the development of this dynasty is not as advanced as that of the Song Dynasty, and in the final analysis, it can barely be regarded as a copy of the early Song Dynasty. You must know that in ancient times, people in the Song Dynasty were very happy.

As a good young man who has crossed over from the 21 st century, this relatively backward place is a good opportunity for him to show his talents.

After so many years of hard work in the workplace, Yu Zhiyuan has developed a habit of not fighting unprepared battles. At any given time, it's always a good idea to understand the bigger picture first.

When I looked up from these many history books, the sky was already dark, and the cries of the street seemed to be wafting from a distant place.

Yu Zhiyuan weighed the three hundred taels of silver in his hand, which he had returned from the pawnshop yesterday. Don't look at it, it's only three hundred taels, but it's also a huge amount of money.

The previous film and television literary works often cost hundreds of millions of taels, and when it was really time for him to cross over, Yu Zhiyuan knew that he was naΓ―ve. One tael of silver is equal to one thousand taels of copper, and one tael of gold is equal to ten taels of silver. According to the development of today's era, the value of money is not very high, which is the same as whether Grandpa Mao is worth anything.

In any case, although the three hundred taels of silver is a huge amount of money, it is still a little difficult to open a restaurant, and it takes at least one thousand taels of silver to open a decent restaurant here.

However, it doesn't matter if Yu Zhiyuan doesn't have so much money, he doesn't want to go to any small shop, his purpose is to compare with Ruide Building, if it is not in front of Ruide Building, it will be meaningless.

Yu Zhiyuan thought about it slightly, and a thought in his heart had begun to take shape.

The early morning sun burned half the sky, and people passing by the shops couldn't help but look back, under the plaque that had become old, Yu Zhiyuan was staring at a cauldron in front of him in plain clothes, and the uncontrollable white gas was bubbling up under the lid of the pot.

"What is this young master of the Yu family playing?" A man passing by couldn't help but ask.

"The prodigal son is messing around, don't you know that this kid has begun to sell his ancestral property?" The other person looked at Yu Zhiyuan and received it with a mocking expression.

"Sell your ancestral property?"

"Yesterday someone saw him go to the pawnshop with his grandmother's dowry, and the pawnshop shopkeeper can testify to this."

"It's a ......"

No matter what the people on the street said, Yu Zhiyuan seemed to be unable to hear, all he cared about was the pot in front of him.

Not only the people on the street, but even Yu Wusheng had already sat in the store and looked at Yu Zhiyuan who was squatting at the door of the store.

Yu Wusheng naturally knew that his mother-in-law, who loved her grandson like her life, would give Yu Zhiyuan some silver, but with that bit of silver, it was impossible for Yu Zhiyuan to open a store. Of course, Yu Zhiyuan didn't let him sit and wait to see the jokes everywhere to find a storefront, but moved the kitchen pot and stove out early in the morning, and also took a basket of eggs at home.

Yu Wusheng was very curious, wanting to see what kind of flowers Yu Zhiyuan could play.

"Young master, can this work?" Tao San's eyes staring at the stove had become a little straight, and he was called to the stove by Yu Zhiyuan an hour ago.

"Don't worry." Yu Zhiyuan said that although he said this, he was inevitably a little apprehensive in his heart.

The two were talking, and a figure squeezed out of the half-open door of the Ruide Building opposite, this person was none other than Erlai. Er Lai looked at Yu Zhiyuan, who was squatting under the leather plaque, and immediately laughed: "Young Master of the Yu family, you were kicked out by the Yu family?" Squatting in front of his house early in the morning. ”

"Erlai, you'd better pay attention when talking to our young master!" Tao Sanhu was so anxious that he had long forgotten what Yu Zhiyuan had told him, and he blurted out without thinking about it.

"Little third son, I am also kind. You guys are squatting there, why don't you come to the door of our Reed Building! Our shopkeeper gives a lot of money to the janitor! Er Lai didn't laugh angrily and teased.

There are more and more people on the street, and although this shop has not been in business for a long time, it occupies a good position, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians in front of the door at this time.

Yu Zhiyuan didn't care about what Er Lai said at all, he didn't even look at it, but lowered his head and ordered Tao San: "San'er, open the lid of the pot and fan it slowly." ”

"Okay, young master!" Tao San responded to Yu Zhiyuan's words, and no longer paid attention to Erlai, who was standing opposite them looking at the joke, opened the lid of the pot, and gently fanned it with a pu fan.

For a moment, the flavor in the pot overflowed. The fragrance of tea mixed with unknown spices spreads throughout the street.

This......

This smell was the first to be smelled silently, although he was also a person who had lived for more than thirty years, but it was the first time he had smelled such a peculiar fragrance.

The second person who smelled it was Erlai who stood opposite and sneered, but Erlai didn't have the concentration like Yu Silent, as soon as he smelled the smell, he walked over and reached out to the pot:

"Let me see what you're cooking, I'll taste it first, and I'll give you some pointers......"

"Smack!" Tao Sanyi slapped Erlai's hand on the pot, Erlai's amnesia was caught off guard and stuck to the hot pot, and he instantly took his hand back with a scream.

"Stay away from us!" Tao San squeezed in front of Er Lai and stared at him fiercely, blocking the pot tightly.

In just half a moment, someone had already poked their heads over to look at the steaming pot and asked, "What are you cooking?" "After all, there are still a lot of people who smell this for the first time.

Yu Zhiyuan looked at the man in front of him who was rolling his Adam's apple, and said lightly: "It's just an egg." ”

"How is it possible, I have eaten a lot of eggs, boiled and steamed, it can't be so fragrant!" The man retorted, and his Adam's apple rolled again as he spoke.

"This benevolent brother, yes, this egg is not an ordinary egg." Yu Zhiyuan laughed, and from this person's words just now, he could conclude that this person had eaten a lot of good things.

After only two sentences, another person came up and chimed in: "How can eggs have the taste of tea and spices." ”

As soon as Yu Zhiyuan raised his hand, Tao San immediately understood, and no longer cared about Erlai, turned around and put the lid back on the pot.

Although it is only this short period of time, it is enough to amaze the people on this street.