Hello Chang’an

Chapter 513 With Jiangdu like this, why not worry about it?

It is naturally impossible to sell the things given by the emperor to the public.

However, "bartering" is also a kind of discount. The "object" that can be changed can be either a physical object or a human heart.

Chang Suining quickly finalized the matter with Wang Changshi, and distributed most of the lychees given by the emperor to Jiangdu officials as awards, and distributed them according to official rank and performance evaluation.

As for the remaining half, Chang Suining will distribute it separately.

Wang Changshi soon started to divide the lychees one after another. For a time, Changjie envoy's gift of lychees became the most hotly discussed matter among Jiangdu officials, and many officials and scholars wrote poems to praise it. After a long time, it became a good story.

Naturally, Luo Guanlin was indispensable for such things. As soon as he returned to the courtyard at dusk, he saw his old mother, who had rarely returned early, counting the lychees in the ice box.

Seeing him coming back, Granny Jin pulled him aside and asked seriously in a low voice: "...How many pills did Wang Wangshan get?"

Luo Guanlin: "..."

"You don't know?" Granny Jin let her son go and said, "I'll go and find out."

"Mother..." Luo Guanlin had no choice but to stop him: "Wangshan and I both get the same thing."

Granny Jin glared at her son: "Then what kind of mute did you act like just now?"

Luo Guanlin's expression was complicated. He just felt that his mother's attitude reminded him of the emperors' harems of lychees, and how the concubines in the palaces competed with each other... His mother obviously wanted to use the number of lychees to judge who was more "favored" between him and Wang Wangshan. .

Granny Jin asked again, and after confirming that her son and Wang Wangshan were equally matched, she relaxed.

As the head of the family, Grandma Jin called her daughter-in-law and grandson to her side and divided the lychees with a smile.

"Come on, Ze'er, give me two."

"Xi'er also needs two. Remember to send them to her room later."

"A daughter-in-law takes care of the housework, which is the hardest work. She should eat more."

Luo Guanlin was not very enthusiastic about this matter, but when he saw that his mother was doing well, he was inexplicably looking forward to it.

His mother quickly looked at him, without moving her hands, and just asked, "Mom, I remember that you don't like sweets, right?"

Luo Guanlin: "..."

Is it a question of whether he likes it or not?

"But this is a gift from your master, so you should be somewhat happy about it." Granny Jin put a lychee into her son's hand: "Just use it to wash away the bad luck on your body."

"..." Luo Guanlin looked at the only lychee in his hand, and then at the dozen or so lychees left in the box. So...the rest belong to the mother, the head of the family, right?

Out of filial piety, he didn't have any objections.

The next moment, Luo Guanlin saw his mother closing the box and handing it to Luo Ze: "Go, before the ice has completely melted, leave the house and send it to Qian's house."

Luo Guanlin was stunned for a moment and said disapprovingly: "Mother, how long have they been in Jiangdu?"

"Does it matter how long we've been here? What's important is whether the days to come will last." Granny Jin glanced at her son: "If you are here to maintain the family's friendship, I'm afraid this family will be destroyed sooner or later!"

Luo Guanlin: "..." Is it possible that this "home" was created out of nothing?

Even today, whenever he sees people from the Qian family, he still feels ridiculous when hearing those baseless names.

Grandma Jin was too lazy to talk to her son: "You don't need to ask about this matter. Just do whatever you are told and eat your lychees."

Luo Guanlin could only sigh and shut up.

Luo Ze knew very well who was in charge of the family now, so he was ordered to send lychees.

Ms. Liu sat aside and peeled the lychees with a smile, then divided two of her three lychees and gave them to her mother-in-law.

Her mother-in-law seems to be strong, but she is always thinking about the family, but often neglects herself.

Faced with her daughter-in-law's filial piety, Granny Jin repeatedly refused.

"If my mother were not here, my daughter-in-law would not be able to take care of the housework, and how would she have lychees to eat." Ms. Liu said with a smile, "With you here, my daughter-in-law's happy days will come later."

Granny Jin's words made the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes widen. Then she ate the two lychees with a smile, her expression was so sweet that she felt sweet to her heart.

Seeing this harmonious scene, Luo Guanlin felt that it had nothing to do with him. On the contrary, he knew that once he joined, he would mess up this harmony...

Luo Guanlin then pinched the lychee and walked out of the front hall. He stood in the courtyard and watched the sunset. He listened to the laughter of his mother and wife behind him, and the corners of his mouth rarely curled up.

Days like these are really good.

He didn't know how long such stability could last, but at this moment, he suddenly had a clear feeling in his heart, that is, no matter what happened in the future, he would do his best to maintain this precious stability.

The sky is getting darker, and the aroma of the food dispels the loneliness and confusion in the moment after sunset.

"Why are you still standing here? Come and eat!"

Hearing his mother's cry, Luo Guanlin responded, turned around and walked towards the dining hall.

Luo Ze came back soon, and while wiping his sweat, he talked about the flattering reaction of the Qian clan members.

Mother Luo listened with a smile and went to her granddaughter's room.

Luo Xi rarely went home to stay for a few days, but most of the time she just immersed herself in the study and studied the drawings, and her family rarely disturbed her.

It wasn't until Mother Luo came to the table that Luo Xi, who was immersed in the drawings, raised his head and responded a little slowly: "Grandma..."

Mother Luo looked at her granddaughter and asked with a smile: "Xier, are lychees sweet?"

Luo Xi nodded: "Sweet."

"Why is it sweet?" Mother Luo reached out and poked her granddaughter on the forehead, and said angrily: "Silly girl, you didn't even move!"

Seeing that the two peeled lychees were still in the plate, Luo Xi came back to his senses and smiled in surprise.

"It feels like I drank three ounces of rice wine all day long..." Mother Luo pricked the lychees with a small wooden fork and put them into her granddaughter's mouth: "Eat quickly and go have dinner with grandma!"

Luo Xi opened his mouth and bit it, so sweet that his eyes were filled with smiles.

At the same moment, Wang Yue looked at the large bowl of lychee tea in front of him with a very confused expression.

He wondered why his old mother still had to do everything herself, especially when it came to making meals...

His mother peeled the pulp and cored the lychees he brought back, and mashed them to make tea. After hearing this, he felt normal. Drinking a bowl of iced lychee fruit drink in summer, plus two slices of mint, was also a big drink. Wonderful thing.

But then he realized something was wrong. Today was the last day of the Dog Days, and his mother advocated not drinking cold food during the Dog Days in order to cure winter diseases in the summer...

When Wang Yue thought about this, the mashed lychees were already in the soup pot. His mother made a big pot of lychee soup and tea, along with ginger, cinnamon and other spices.

After the cooking was completed, two large buckets were filled and brought to the front hall.

Wang Yue moved his family here originally. Dozens of people with names in the clan were waiting here, ready to taste the lychee flavor. They were caught off guard when two barrels of hot soup appeared. From a distance, they looked steaming and mixed with the soup. Pig food is somewhat similar. Up close, there is floating foam, which has something in common with swill.

The Queen Mother served everyone a bowl, and lovingly gave an order that almost made matters worse: "Drink it while it's hot!"

Wang Yue was speechless for a long time, silently composing a "Litchi Sacrifice" in his mind. The last time he felt that he had died so unjustly, that he would never die in peace, the food was probably the West Lake vinegar fish brought by his mother.

The next day, Jiang Hai also received a box of lychees.

Boss Jiang was very happy and frightened about this. He looked at it again and again and couldn't put it down.

The second son of his family, who had just turned thirteen, saw his father's appearance and couldn't help but said: "...it's just a box of lychees. How come my father is so rare?"

This thing can be bought with money, and the things that can be bought with money are not rare to the Jiang family.

"You idiot, you have made absolutely no progress!" Jiang Hai waved his hand to drive away his second son: "Go, go, learn from your elder brother!"

"Brother has been so busy lately that I can hardly see anyone..."

Seeing the second son muttering and leaving angrily, Jiang Hai cursed again: "It's useless."

"Erlangjun is still young, just teach him slowly." The accountant said with a smile, looked at the lychee, and waited for Jiang Hai to explain.

"We are already out of hiding, and seeing that autumn is about to come, why not send some cloth to make clothes for the children in the charity hall." Jiang Hai said while thinking: "The materials don't have to be too good, and the money saved can buy a few more pieces." The cloth is more solid. Lord Jiujiang doesn’t like the people below doing splendid face-saving work. It should be cost-effective and practical..."

The cashier nodded in agreement.

Jiang Hai added: "Purchase some more pens, inks, paper and inkstones and send them to Wuer Courtyard..."

Wu Er College adopts an assessment method for admission and does not charge any tuition fees. Students need to take care of their daily expenses such as food, accommodation, writing, and ink. However, because some students are too poor to afford the cost of writing and ink, after Wu Er Yuan understands the situation, they will provide them with basic needs free of charge.

And in a sense, the bond between these students and Wuer Academy is destined to be even closer.

After some discussion, after the accountant left, Jiang Hai asked someone to collect the lychees and put them in the ice cellar, while he went back to the backyard humming a little tune.

Although he spent money, Jiang Hai was still in a good mood. The reason behind this good mood was also very simple - he earned much more than he spent.

Especially after the interconnection of Huainan Road and the Thirteen Prefectures Commercial Road, his business has completely come back to life. Coupled with the trial of overseas commerce, the profits of large merchants like him are almost obvious.

With such comings and goings, it is impossible for Jiang Hai to feel sorry for the money spent. Not only does he not feel sad, but he also feels that not enough has been spent, and he feels uneasy.

According to his experience, this kind of expenditure depends not only on the weight, but also on the intention...it is best to let the envoy see his intentions as much as possible.

Jiang Hai thought about it and felt that this idea still lacked some originality. Making clothes for the children in the charity hall, sending pens and ink to Wueryuan... He could think of these things, how could people from other companies not think of them?

He was not the only one to receive lychees.

Jiang Hai was thinking hard and had returned to the courtyard.

It was getting late, and when she saw him coming, his wife pushed him to the concubine's courtyard: "I don't even know what day it is, why are you here..."

What day?

Jiang Hai reacted for a moment, and then he came to his senses when he saw his wife looking angry.

Jiang Hai stood there without moving. He hissed softly. Suddenly he thought of something and pulled his wife into the inner room: "Madam, there is something I want to ask you about..."

After hearing her husband's inquiry, the woman was stunned: "...Why do you ask this?"

Why did he suddenly ask her "how much does a menstrual belt cost"? !

"You...are you going to do this business?" Mrs. Jiang Hai stuttered: "...most of these things are sewn by the women in the house themselves, who has the nerve to go out and buy them in a big way!"

"We are too busy with our own business!" Jiang Hai waved his hands to deny it and said in a low voice: "I thought about it and asked Madam what things are needed to sew this thing, so that people can prepare it and send it to charity later. In Tanghe Wueryuan…”

Mrs. Jiang Hai was stunned: "Is this...is this appropriate?"

Jiang Haidao: "There is no need to make a big fanfare, just let the lady take care of it privately..."

Mrs. Jiang Hai thought about it and felt that this suggestion was very practical, especially for the girls in the charity hall. Without a mother to teach them, they would be ashamed to speak out and at a loss what to do...

However, she couldn't help but ask her husband: "...you businessmen used to be most taboo about having anything to do with women's menstruation?"

It is said that it is some kind of dirty thing, and it will bring bad luck if it gets on it.

"Because of this, they must not have thought of such a clever trick." Jiang Hai sat back in the chair with a smile, picked up the tea cup, and said leisurely: "Don't look at who is sitting above now, the women have gone out to work and build ships. Those who hold their noses to avoid this are all idiots!”

"You are always flexible." Mrs. Jiang Hai pursed her lips and smiled, then sat down and was happy to take care of the matter: "Then I will ask someone to make arrangements tomorrow."

Mrs. Jiang Hai was very emotional about this.

Changjie envoy did not ask for more for those women, but as long as Changjie envoy stood in the place of distributing benefits as a woman, there would naturally be no shortage of people who would "do what they like".

Even if they are only motivated by interests and do not really start to face up to women's needs from the bottom of their hearts, as long as this action benefits women, who cares what they think in their hearts? That's not important.

After all, the way the world works depends on human consciousness.

Mrs. Jiang Hai's surname was Yu, and everyone in Jiangdu called her Mrs. Yu.

As the lady in charge of the Jiang family, Madam Yu inevitably had to help her husband with social interactions, but this time, she handled the social events with extra enthusiasm.

Next, Zheng Chao, as the head of Wuer Courtyard, could hear that someone was sending something else almost every day.

Zheng Chao sighed: "There are many merchants in Jiangdu who are kind and righteous, which is rare."

With Jiangdu like this, why worry about not being happy?

Of course, Zheng Chao also knew very well that this was also directly related to Chang Jie's "making money in the right way", but this level was not suitable for publicity... Some things were too plain to say and hurt feelings.

Thinking of this, Zheng Chao couldn't help but think of the seven million strings again.

Changjie envoy did not say anything beforehand, but directly gave a total of 7 million yuan to his nephew...

At first, he thought it was his worthless nephew who was supporting him, but now it seems that it was actually a two-way relationship between rich people.

In the end, the only person who is so poor that he needs to hug a big tree to enjoy the shade is himself.

While Zheng Chao was secretly lamenting for himself, a book boy came inside and announced that Yuan Hao had returned to the courtyard and was seeking an audience outside.

Zheng Chao said hurriedly: "Let someone come in quickly."

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