"What about the shops in the clan? There are a total of five shops in the clan, including cloth villages, tea houses, etc., and there should be a lot of savings in these annual profits, right? ”

Su Wenqing took a sip of tea, saw that the second old lady's face was pale, and said: "Every year, there can be a lot of surplus in the field and in the shop. It's just that last year was a disaster, can't we make up for the lack of a year? ”

The second old lady snorted and stood up suddenly.

He sneered, "Old man, I see that you came back this time to check the accounts, right?" If you want to check the accounts at any time, the old man will clear himself and will not be afraid of auditing. ”

Su Wenqing also stood up, "Where does my nephew mean this?" But you want to ask your nephew for money, and he doesn't have it! ”

He spread his hands innocently, No way, his father didn't give him any other money before he came.

"The shop in the clan has been unable to make ends meet since last year, losing money every year, and you have to use the interest of the clan field to make up for it, how much silver do you think you make?"

The second old lady was so angry that his body was swinging, and this nephew didn't leave him any face.

He knew that this nephew was a little freewheeling and had always ignored other people's thoughts, but he was still so angry that his eyes were dark.

"What? Every shop is at a loss? Su Wenqing asked in surprise.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Then it's better not to open it, right?" There is still money to rent out, and there is no need to post money, isn't it more fragrant than opening a shop yourself? ”

Su Yizhao suddenly felt that Su Wenqing's words made sense! Why do you want to open at a loss? Not stupid?

"Tomorrow, the old man will have the account books sent, the old man is old and has no power to deal with the affairs of the clan, you can ask someone else to do it for you!"

The second old lady said, but she flicked the sleeves of her robe and let the eldest grandson support her and walked out of the hall.

Su Wenqing was dumbfounded, "This? My nephew didn't mean that, so why are you still angry? My nephew is also giving advice! ”

"Oops! Second brother, why do you bother with him? What happens in the clan is not up to him. ”

The third old lady saw that the second brother had already left the flower hall, and hurriedly shouted.

"You said you, why did you make your second uncle angry like this? Go and apologize! ”

The fourth old lady pulled Su Wenqing, and he wanted him to catch up with the second old lady.

"The second uncle said that he was old, and he was powerless to manage the affairs of the clan. Fourth uncle, why don't you do it for you? Your body can certainly stand up to the toss. ”

Su Wenqing grabbed the fourth old lady's hand with his backhand and said eagerly.

The fourth old lady's eyes widened suddenly, and she was speechless for a while.

Su Yizhao glanced at the expression of the fourth old lady, and was actually eager to try, but he was very entangled, what did he mean? So excited?

"What kind of bastard is this? Go and apologize! The third old lady snorted coldly.

Su Wenqing was dragged away from the scene, and everyone was left looking at each other.

Su Yichu confessed to everyone and left.

Su Yizhao couldn't stay any longer, so he also planned to leave. But I didn't want to turn my head and find that everyone had eaten it again, and I suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

was enthusiastically pulled by the partner at the same table to leave, Su Yizhao could only taste two more bites, and agreed with everyone to go to Fang City to play together tomorrow, and then left the flower hall.

The Fang market in Beiyuan Mansion is more lively than that of the capital, and it is not far behind.

Today, Su Yizhao came with a few clan brothers, looking left and right, looking at the stalls around him, he was also a little interested.

"Little Seventeen! Come here! The little fat man beckoned to Su Yizhao, with an excited face.

Su Yizhao traveled seven in the capital, but when she came to the old mansion, there were too many juniors in the clan, so she was ranked seventeenth.

The little fat man is thirteen in the clan, only three years older than Su Yizhao.

Walking quickly in front of the little fat man, a little sweat appeared on the corner of his forehead.

It's almost midsummer, and the weather is hot, even if there is an umbrella for the waiter, it still can't relieve much heat.

"Soon! This cricket grows so strong. The little fat man Su Yiwei pointed to the small bamboo cage on the stall and asked happily.

Su Yizhao is not interested in crickets, but it is not easy to sweep the other party's interest.

"Brother Thirteen can play?"

"Isn't that right? Originally, I had a general who won a lot, but I lost to the big fool of the Liu family before, and General Changsheng was killed by him. I haven't found a suitable one lately, so I think this is good. ”

As he spoke, the little fat man asked the stall owner how much the cricket was.

As soon as the stall owner saw what these two were wearing, he knew that they were the sons of a big family, so he rolled his eyes and praised his crickets vigorously.

"Ouch! The young master really has a vision, but I have been guarding this cricket for several days before I caught it, and it is not hurt at all. Listen to this, it's a joy to hear. ”

The little fat man is an anxious person, where can I hear him so verbose?

"Say how much silver you want, don't talk nonsense!"

The stall owner pondered for a long time, and said with a painful face: "This cricket was originally sold for twenty-two taels, but the young masters fell in love with me." So be it! You give twenty taels. ”

As soon as these words came out, the little fat man burst out.

"You eyeless thing, do you know who I am? How dare you blackmail my money? ”

Su Yizhao was a little surprised, this little fat man was really a little rampant when he spoke.

"Thirteen! What's wrong? At this time, two teenagers who were visiting the market came together, and one of them frowned and asked.

"Brother Jiu! This man wants to steal my money! Su Yiwei saw his brother coming, and immediately complained.

"What's going on?" This time it was another teenager who was asking about eleven in the clan, named Su Yizhong.

The two of them glanced at Su Yizhao together, with inquiring in their eyes.

Su Yizhao was helpless, she glanced at the stall owner who was already frightened, and saw that many people around were watching, it was not good for her heart to be so high-profile, don't spread words that damage the reputation of the Su family at that time, saying that they are bullying others.

"Brother Nine, Brother Eleven, we're bargaining. It is common to ask for a price all over the place, and it is common to sit on the ground and pay back. ”

Su Yizhao said and turned his head to look at the stall owner, and said with a cold face: "What is the lowest price of your cricket?" We also want to buy it sincerely, don't look at us as children, and bully us for not knowing the world. ”

The stall owner didn't expect the little fat man to have so many helpers, "Then let's not talk about the vanity, let's give thirteen taels of silver!" Whether my cricket is worth the price or not, this little master can definitely see it! ”

"So expensive?"

Su Yiwei looked embarrassed, he had already used the moon silver this month, and when he came out today, it was still five taels of silver given by his mother.

"Can it be cheaper?" Su Yizhao didn't understand the market price of crickets, and when he heard that it cost thirteen taels, he also felt that it was too expensive.

Unexpectedly, the stall owner covered a rag on the cage, "That's the price, it can't be cheaper." ”

Su Yizhao saw that the stall owner didn't want to sell it, perhaps because he was afraid of trouble.

"Thirteen, last time you begged your mother to give you silver, didn't you buy one called General Chang Sheng? Why do you want to buy it again this time? Thirteen taels is too expensive, we scholars still focus on business, and we must not lose our minds by playthings! ”

Su Yirong looked at the younger brother of this mother's compatriot, and hated that iron could not become steel.

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