283 Uncle Mao
Songjiang Xu Xianggong really kept his word, and sent someone to send a thick stack of deeds in the afternoon.
Wang was honest and coarse in writing, but he couldn't read these deeds, so he could only think about where to go to ask Xiucai to come and see it.
Xu Yuanzuo knew the virtue of the talents, after all, they were less helpful and more open-minded, so with the deed, there was an advance payment of five taels of silver.
Wang honestly pinched a small ingot of silver, and his heart was pounding: this Xianggong was really generous and thoughtful...... He's really not for my wife, is he?
Wang Siniang thought that her husband had figured it out, so she said, "It seems that this thing is really going to come true." We're on the rise! β
Wang honestly said with a sad face: "Even if I have money, I have nowhere to ask the minister." β
Wang Siniang raised her eyebrows: "Do you have to be a husband to understand?" The old shopkeeper and the old account room in the silk line can't read a deed? Anyone who has dealings, can't you please them? Don't say anything else, Uncle Mao took you into the industry, treat you as a son, don't you just look for him? β
Wang Laoshi nodded again and again: "It's better for the lady to understand." β
Wang Siniang said proudly: "It's always right to listen to me." β
Wang honestly smiled and went out to find Uncle Mao.
Although Uncle Mao is not a showman, he has read books and passed the scene, so he is a child. He also had the idea of pulling out his beard to take the exam, and after repeated failures, he finally became an accountant in the silk industry with peace of mind, and devoted himself to educating his three sons and two daughters.
Uncle Mao saw that he had no father or mother, he was honest and honest, he was not afraid of hard work, and he was about the same age as his youngest son, so he told him about the truth of being a man in his spare time, taught him literacy, arithmetic, and later taught him business classics. Let him go to the countryside to collect silk and be a silk guest, he really treats him like his own son.
It can be said that Wang Laoshi has today, all thanks to the help of a noble person - this noble person is Uncle A Mao and his wife Wang Siniang.
Wang Laoshi ran all the way to the silk shop, and the shopkeepers on the left and right were all people he knew, so he asked them to ask Uncle Mao to come out.
In many trading houses. The bookkeeper is the confidant of the proprietor and is used to supervise the treasurer. And because he is in charge of the money account books, he has a lot of power in his hands, and some account rooms can even override the treasurer. Although Uncle Mao is not as strong, his status in this tooth industry is not low, so he must be polite.
Uncle Mao heard that Wang Laoshi was coming, and said in his heart that he had just come a few days ago, and he was afraid that something would happen if he came back today. He walked out quickly, and saw that Wang was honestly looking good. was also relieved, and asked, "Are you not going to your hometown in the countryside?" When did you come back? β
Wang said honestly: "I came back the day before yesterday, and I came to find my uncle today for something important." β
Uncle Mao nodded and said, "Come in with me." He did not take Wang Laoshi to the account room, but took him to the back hall, where he usually receives distinguished guests.
After sitting in the two compartments, Wang Laoshi first put five taels of silver in front of Uncle Mao.
"What is this for?" Uncle Mao's eyes widened. He knew that Wang Laoshi's life was getting better and better, and his annual income was not small. It's just that he rashly took out five taels of silver, but he was very surprised.
"Hehe," Wang honestly rubbed his hands. "Today, there is a Songjiang Xianggong, surnamed Xu, who has come with a generous shot. He wanted to hire me to work, so he brought me the deed. These five taels of silver are for me to find the prime minister to read the deed. I think how can the father-in-law outside be as reliable as his uncle? So I'm here to help my uncle take a look. β
Uncle Mao stroked his head and said, "This is not a big deal. Though you can bring the deed, what kind of money do you say? But ah. You are also a person with a permanent family now, why do you still want to go to Songjiang to work for people? Does Siniang know? β
Wang Laoshi suddenly seemed to be frosted, and wilted: "I didn't really want to go, but she insisted that this is a great thing for the fortune family, and she will definitely want me to go." β
Uncle Mao's brows tightened and relaxed. Said slowly: "Siniang is an assertive, I asked you to sell a few pieces of thin land in your family and move to the city, isn't it better that life is getting better and better?" Wang Laoshi nodded again and again. Uncle Mao said again: "Can you take the deed with you?" Take it for me to see. β
Wang said honestly: "There are more deeds, and it is not convenient to hold them." If my uncle is okay at night, let's go to the house for dinner, and help me take a look by the way. β
Uncle Mao said secretly: Where can there be more deeds? When this kid is filial piety, please eat, and said, "It's okay, I'll go over after I settle the account here." β
"Then I'll go and make two pots of old wine for my uncle first, and drink it at night to relieve my fatigue." Wang honestly smiled.
Uncle Mao is quite good in the cup, and his wife at home is watching him, so he doesn't dare to drink more, so he suddenly twists his beard and smiles: "Very good, go quickly!" Well, you can take the money and buy two more appetizers. β
Wang Laoshi was willing to take it, and ran away with a smoke.
Uncle Mao had no choice but to put away the money and prepare to return it to him in the evening.
In winter, the days are short, and there is nothing to do in the silk shop, and the shopkeeper has already gone home to rest. Taking advantage of the dawn, Uncle Mao collected the accounts, took care of the big guys and went to the door, closed the door early, and went back to their respective homes. He paced towards Wang Laoshi's house, thinking that he could drink old wine freely, and his feet were even more brisk.
When I arrived at Wang Laoshi's house, Siniang was cooking in the kitchen. Seeing that his uncle had arrived, he hurriedly brought the prepared two meat, two vegetarian and four appetizers to the table. Wang honestly warmed the wine, and the room was already filled with a slightly sweet aroma of rice wine.
"Oh, it's too eagle!" Uncle Mao was greatly surprised, suddenly ten years younger, and hurriedly sat down at the table.
"I bought the baby from the small Shaoxing town store." Wang Laoshi hurriedly came over to pour wine for his uncle: "It's really different from usual." β
Uncle Mao looked at the crimson Taidiao wine, took a deep breath of the rising heat, his heart was relaxed, and the whole person seemed to float up. He held back for a while before he spit out the wine and said, "You are really, Huadiao is enough." Spend so much money! β
"Uncle is happy." Wang honestly smiled and said, "Uncle, try it and see how it tastes." β
Uncle Mao swallowed the greedy water in his mouth, solemnly picked up the wine, and looked left and right at the dark red in the glass, like a magnificent gem. When you bring it to your lips and suck it gently, the syrup pours into your mouth like a spring, and the aroma is permeating. Suddenly, 80,000 pores were dilated, the limbs were relaxed, and all the internal organs were distinct.
Warm wine flowed through the esophagus, like rain moistening dry soil. As soon as it fell into the stomach pouch, it stirred up a stream of heat three inches below the umbilicus, and rushed straight to Baihui, there is really nothing more comfortable and comfortable in the world than at this moment.
"Hmm~!" Uncle Mao was reluctant to speak. just nodded emphatically, for fear that the smell of wine would come out, it would be really a tyrannical thing!
Wang Laoshi himself was not willing to drink such good wine. Seeing his uncle so comfortable, he was also very happy. was about to fill it for Uncle Mao again, but saw Uncle Mao block it with his hand: "This good wine has nothing to do in my heart to taste it happily." Let's get down to business first, what do you want me to see about the deed? β
Wang Siniang came in with a plate of fried meat with leeks. smiled: "Uncle, it's not too late to see tomorrow, please drink first." β
Uncle Mao shook his head again and again: "Get down to business first, and then drink." β
Wang Laoshi had no choice but to go and take out a thick stack of deed books.
"Yo, so much?" Uncle Mao was stunned, he hadn't seen so many deeds: "Just hire you to work?" β
Wang Laoshi didn't know whether it was good or bad, so he answered.
Uncle Mao took the deed, but it was a black and mellow pavilion body, and he said in a long voice: "Wow...... That word alone can take a student. He looked at the terms intently. It is the identity and address of both parties. Party B is Wang Shi's honest knowledge, and Party A is "Xu's cloth line".
Uncle Mao twisted his beard and thought: Ordinary employees are all owners and partners sign deeds, this Songjiang person is strange, it is the shop and the guy to make a contract. In this way, people are shop people, and they must not deceive people as slaves. However, the store seems to be less reliable than the owner, what if it is resold to others?
Wang Laoshi saw that his uncle's face was cloudy, and he was stunned on the first page. secretly said in his heart: It seems that this deed is really profound, isn't it true that only Xiucai Gong can understand it?
Uncle Mao had a question in his head. Read on. The second chapter is the definition of subject. Among them, it is stated that Wang Laoshi is only an employee of Xu's cloth shop, obeying the work tasks assigned by the cloth shop, and does not work or labor for any private person.
These are unspoken rules at the buddy level. The proprietor, the shopkeeper, and the bookkeeper can all ask the apprentice to do private work, basically the same as his own slave, but if he treats the man in this way, he will be poked in the back. These things are never written down on paper, just conventions.
ββIt seems that this Songjiang man has made up his mind. Write down everything in great detail.
Uncle Mao felt that this was beneficial to Wang Laoshi, so he gently pinched the paper with his fingernails, which was too much. He continued to look down, and sure enough, he saw all kinds of small details, from working hours to working locations. Do you need to go on a business trip, how much allowance should be given for a business trip, and what kind of inn room can you live in...... List them one by one.
Uncle Mao only saw half of it, so he couldn't help but look up and say to Wang honestly: "This Songjiang Xianggong is really a careful person." I'll tell you about it. He even has a house where you will go to other states and counties for business in the future and sleep in. Look here: Party B, that is, you, if you go on a business trip 90 miles away from the dormitory, you do not need to return on the same day, and the accommodation standards are: there must be a soft bed, a mat, a bedding, a table, hot water, and a room with a wardrobe; Meal standards for business trips: compare the meals in the store, add one meat dish or two vegetarian dishes as appropriate. β
Wang honestly opened his mouth and said secretly in his heart: This is really good.
"You also said the treatment in the store earlier, and the store arranges accommodation for you. No less than three houses, fully furnished. Uncle Mao flipped to the front and read through the various types of furniture provided, from the big bed to the table and chairs, from the wardrobe to the stove.
"The food in the store is also good, three meals a day are all-inclusive." Uncle said.
"Eat three meals!" Wang Laoshi's face twitched a little: "Isn't that the same as the old man?" β
Uncle Mao also felt that it was too good, and said, "There are also fish and meat." Whose industry is this Xu's cloth shop? That Xiucai is the son of a big family? β
Wang Siniang came over when she heard the treatment of the dormitory and replied, "Uncle, he said that his eldest father has a name, called Shaohu. Didn't say anything about his father. β
"What's it called?"
"Xu Jie."
Uncle Mao was so shocked that the deed in his hand fell.
"Songjiang Mansion, Huating County, Xu, Jie, Xu Shaohu......" Uncle Mao said in a trembling voice.
Wang Laoshi was frightened by his uncle's reaction, and nodded timidly.
Wang Siniang also raised her heart and said: "He said that his family is prominent......"
Uncle Mao took a deep breath, snatched the wine jug from Wang Laoshi's hand, poured a full glass himself, and quickly poured it into his mouth.
"Isn't it a bad reputation?" Wang Siniang asked worriedly.
"Do you know whose house this is?" Uncle Mao drank before he eased up.
Wang Laoshi and Siniang shook their heads slowly. How did they know that the rich and noble families in Songjiang were going?
"That's the head of the imperial court!" Uncle Mao was heartbroken. He only heard about Xu Jie's Xu Huating when he went to Hangzhou last year, and who knew that Xu Jie's was already the "former" first assistant at that time.
Wang Laoshi looked ignorant, but Wang Siniang's eyes lit up: "That's bigger than our prefect, right?" β
Uncle Mao shook his head heavily: "That's like what is said in the play, under one person, above ten thousand!" β
Wang Siniang shouted lightly to cover her mouth, and Wang was honest like a lightning strike.
- The Prime Minister's grandson, what a man that is! The family has gold and silver mountains, and they say that they don't fall in love with my lady?
Wang Laoshi was eager to burn all those deeds immediately.
Uncle Mao slapped the deed in his hand: "You don't care what is written in it, anyway, what else can someone like you plot against you?" How much is it worth to sell you? β
ββPicture my lady......
Wang honestly hung his head, and the base of his nose was a little sour.
Uncle Mao didn't notice Wang's honesty, and said, "You go to work for a year, and when you come back, you can buy two shops as big as that!" I also got to know people, broadened my horizons, and there is no more cost-effective business than this. β
"I just thought, I'm not worth the price." Wang Laoshi's facial features were all crowded together, and said, "Uncle, do you think he wants to ......" As he spoke, he glanced at his wife.
Wang Siniang's heart flickered: It turns out that this idiot hasn't let go yet!
Uncle Mao turned his eyes to look at Siniang, and said secretly in his heart: If Siniang is indeed a little beautiful, it is not surprising that he is taken by others. Silver is a small matter, but life is a big matter. He asked, "How old is that son?" β
"Looks like sixteen, seventeen, eighteen." Wang said honestly: "The skin is white and beautiful, and I can't see it." β
Working people age fast, and the age of the children of rich families is indeed a bit unpredictable for them.
Uncle Mao secretly said that it is not good: At this age, he is really strong-blooded, and he can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman!
"How much do you think!" Wang Siniang was hindered by Uncle Mao's presence, so it was not easy to have a seizure, but she hated it.
Uncle Mao said: "You are all honest people, and you really have to be a little defensive." β
Wang Laoshi had support and nodded again and again.
"However, this is really a big steamed bun with meat stuffing falling from the sky, how can there be any reason to reject it?" Uncle Mao twisted his beard, really worrying about the king's honesty.
Wang Laoshi hurriedly filled Uncle Mao with wine and said, "Let Uncle Grandma give me an idea." β
Uncle Mao was in a dilemma, so he didn't speak.
When he was anxious, someone outside suddenly knocked on the door and shouted loudly: "Honest, honest, is my father here with you?" β
Uncle Mao patted his head: "I forgot to tell my family." β
Wang honestly knew that it was Uncle Mao's youngest son, so he hurriedly went over to open the door, while glad that there was enough food.
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*(To be continued......)