For Sun Daxia's departure, everyone is not surprised!

are all disciples of the generals, who hasn't had a temper yet? Later, find out and have a drink, talk about it, and that's it!

However, it was also because of Sun Daxia's departure that everyone changed the topic, and the mood was not too affected, and after drinking to the fullest, everyone returned home one after another.

Cui Cheng returned home, wrote and drew on the paper, and then fell drunk in the circle chair.

Two hours later, Cui Cheng sobered up, called the maid, changed his clothes, took a bath, and was refreshed.

When his father came home from duty, Cui Cheng immediately went to visit.

"Who did you hang out drinking?" Cui Yunlang, Cui's father, looked at the bloodshot in Cui Cheng's eyes that had not yet dissipated, took a sip of the teacup, and asked lightly.

Cui Yunlang doesn't have too many expectations for this son in the family, and in the future, while he is still in power, he will be able to arrange a small position for him, so that he can support the family for the rest of his life.

"I went out with Erlang of the Qin family and had a drink." Facing his father, Cui Cheng replied honestly.

Cui Yunlang glanced at his son, although he did not sigh, his eyes did not hide his disappointed look.

The Qin family is already doomed to decline, but his son has been following the youngest son of the Qin family to play, what can he do?

Even if he goes to play with the Qin family's eldest man, he can still take a look at it somewhat!

At least the Qin family can still see some signs of 'turning over' recently.

"Don't spend time with your fox friends and dogs! Learn more from your brother! ”

Cui Cheng gritted his teeth slightly, but replied with kindness: "Yes, father." ”

"Is there anything else?" Cui Yunlang didn't like Cui Cheng's attitude, and asked lightly, which can be regarded as an eviction order.

Cui Cheng nodded, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, respectfully handed it to Cui Yunlang, and said, "Father, I heard from Qin Hu that Qin Yu has a method of refining coarse salt into refined salt, and today at the wine table, Qin Hu has already told me the method, I want to try it." ”

"Ridiculous!" Cui Yunlang held the paper handed over by Cui Cheng in his hand, and before he could open it, he heard his son say this, and directly put the paper in his hand on the table, and scolded him in his mouth.

Coarse salt is coarse salt, refined salt is refined salt, both are not the same thing, how can coarse salt become refined salt?

He has lived so long that he has never heard of it, what can a bunch of cubs know?

"Father, ridiculous or not, just try it! What Qin Hu said is conclusive, it is impossible to talk nonsense, right? The boss of the Qin family has suddenly become famous recently, as if the day has changed, if there is no chance, the boss of the Qin family can change so much? ”

"Thinking about it along the line, there is also what Qin Hu, the second eldest of the Qin family, said, I think the Qin family has mastered the method of refining refined salt from coarse salt, and there is a high probability that there is!"

Cui Yunlang didn't make a sound, his eyes looked at Cui Cheng with some strange eyes, and he felt like he knew his son for the first time.

After being silent for a while, Cui Yunlang asked, "What do you want this method of turning coarse salt into refined salt?" The matter of salt and iron is taboo in the imperial court! ”

Cui Yunlang said very seriously, and it was also a fact, he was waiting for Cui Cheng's answer.

"Father, if the method of refining refined salt from coarse salt works, the profit in it will be extremely terrifying! The imperial court is in charge of salt and iron, and those who sell iron and salt are all mortals! Why can't my family do what others do? ”

"Be careful!" Cui Yunlang immediately stopped, and glanced out.

After seeing that no one was outside, Cui Yunlang looked at Cui Cheng and said in a low voice with a serious expression: "Selling illicit salt is a capital crime!" Rebel, I'm afraid you're tired of being crooked! ”

"Father, I don't want to do this long-term business of selling illicit salt, but I want to rely on the road of illicit salt to accumulate some family wealth for our family and broaden some roads for my father! Really rely on smuggling smuggled salt, our Cui family will work hard for another ten years, and we can't fight the salt rats on the Cao Yun line, but we can earn some silver, and let my father make some more, I think it's still okay! ”

Cui Yunlang's eyes narrowed, he picked up the teacup on the table again, took a sip, and after his tongue fed back the sweetness of the tea to his brain, he put the teacup down.

I can't help but feel a little emotional!

His Cui family ancestor was an old farmer all his life, facing the loess with his back to the sky, and in his generation, he relied on killing the enemy to accumulate military merits and fought for this official position!

The eldest son in the family, Cui Yunlang is very optimistic, he is skilled in bows and horses, and he is playing with a good knife in his hand, he is preparing to throw his eldest son to the old man of the border army, temper it for two or three years, and then find some relationships and transfer back to Lin'an, and after a year or two, he will be mixed with an official and a half-post in Lin'an City!

The eldest son is out, so he can take care of his brothers and sisters!

This is Cui Yunlang's most ideal imagination for the next generation!

It's almost a copy of his life, but in his son's generation, with his father, he can help a few in a timely manner!

Now Cui Cheng, the son he is not very optimistic about, said something that impressed him, no, it should be said that it was impossible for their old Cui family ancestors to say it!

Be strategic, keep your eyes on the present!

For a moment, Cui Yunlang wondered if Cui Cheng was his own child?

After all, he is a big boss, but his son feels more like a scheming and sinister reader!

Cui Yunlang was not evil in his heart, but a little happy.

The old Cui family is not a rough person who can only dance knives and sticks!

"Jinjia, you are very good! Better than your big brother! ”

Cui Cheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, this was one of the few times his father praised him!

Hearing Qin Hu say that he could refine coarse salt into refined salt, he had some ideas, at first the purpose was just for himself, thinking about mixing some silver into his hands, after all, the eldest brother in the family is the person valued by his father, and the Cui family will only be handed over to the eldest brother in the end.

These words were also thought of by him in advance, if he didn't coax his father and didn't come up with something that could move people's hearts, what he wanted to do would inevitably be difficult!

Whether the refined salt can be refined by the method given by Qin Hu, Cui Cheng has no bottom in his heart, after saying it, his father actually praised him, and his impression of him has changed greatly, and Cui Cheng has something called 'ambition' in his heart!

As long as the coarse salt can be refined into refined salt, the silver that falls into his hands is naturally needless to say, and his status in the family will inevitably rise!

Who the Cui family will hand over in the end, no one can say!

Thinking of this, Cui Cheng's voice trembled slightly: "Father, I will never let you down!" ”

"Haha, good boy! Just do it! Daddy has your back! First go to Fuzhong to pay a hundred taels of silver and get things done! ”

Cui Yunlang felt that since Cui Cheng was sure to say it, he was naturally sure to do it!

He is not familiar with the way of private salt, does it mean that his old brothers are not familiar with it either?

As long as you get refined salt, can you lack it? Will his family's silver be less? Can his official position not be mentioned?

Starve the faint-hearted, hold the bold!

It's all people who crawled out of the pile of dead people, can they be less daring?

"Thank you, Father!" Cui Cheng hurriedly thanked him, with his father's support, what was he afraid of?

Cui Yunlang smiled and nodded, the more he looked at this son, the more he felt promising.