I became famous for writing ridiculous stories in ancient times

After winning the bet, Fu Wenyu thought that the matter of Mr. Sun would end here.

But he didn't expect that there would be something else to unfold later.

The Sun family was not a wealthy family. Mr. Sun had spent a lot of money in recent years, including taking concubines and visiting places of entertainment. He had to rely on writing storybooks to make up for it. Therefore, in order to win the bet this time, he not only used all the family savings to buy his storybooks, but also sold the ancestral house, or mortgaged it.

But now he didn't win, so the ancestral house was gone.

So a family of more than a dozen people had to move into the house with his wife's dowry.

Then the family conflict broke out.

This incident was heard by Liu Changmiao when Fu Wenyu went to school.

Liu Changmiao said unhappily: "Sun Tianzong actually cried in the school today. He said that his father lost a gambling game and lost the Sun family's ancestral home. Now he drinks at home all day and does nothing."

"When he was in the Sun family, he had his own yard and maids, but now he only has one room. There are no maids anymore, and his father asked his mother for money to buy wine when he was drunk, and beat her if she didn't give him money."

"He even wanted to deduct his money for studying. His mother was so angry that she said she would sell all his concubines."

Sun Tianzong's father is Sun Xiucai.

Sun Tianzong is a teenager about the same age as Liu Changmiao, nicknamed "Sun Datou". He once stood on the side of the road and cursed Liu Changmiao, one calling the other a "dandy" and the other a "poor ghost".

I didn't expect that Liu Changmiao would scold Sun Tianzong for having too many brothers and not being able to share any property in the future, and would become poor in the future, but before he grew up, his father Sun Xiucai had ruined the family business.

Fu Wenyu shook his head and didn't continue the topic.

But it didn't take long for Fu Wenyu to hear about the follow-up of the Sun family from other places.

Because the Sun family had no money, Sun Xiucai could no longer write stories, and Sun Xiucai's original wife also hated his concubines and didn't let them live in the house she brought as a dowry. If they wanted to live there, they had to pay money, so they left the Sun family one after another during this period. Especially the young concubines who had entered the Sun family in the last two or three years, none of them were left.

Some of them left their children alone.

For these people's departure, Sun Xiucai's original wife did not stop them. Instead, she collected a sum of money from each of them, and then called her parents and brothers from her natal family to force Sun Xiucai to write a letter to release the concubines.

The children they left behind were also given to two concubines who were old and average-looking, and whose children were already half-grown and did not intend to leave.

So now Sun Xiucai only has one wife and two concubines.

It is said that Sun Xiucai was unwilling to let them go at first, shouting that they were ungrateful and fickle. But when he took concubines, he promised that they were all good people. Except for the two older ones who were originally maids, none of the other concubines had indentures, so he couldn't stop them from leaving now.

Because of this, he got himself sick with anger.

Fu Wenyu secretly said, "It's what she deserves."

Another thing is that Sun Xiucai's youngest concubine, "Qin Niang", rented a small courtyard after leaving the Sun family, bought a maid and two strong servants, and started writing storybooks.

She also had a quarrel with some old-fashioned people in Liuzhou tabloids.

Some people said, "How can a woman show her face and write storybooks? It's really "disgraceful" and "harmful to morality." She refuted that the storybook "The Story of the Green Hairpin" was written about her. Why did she write her story? Some people praised the "Qin Niang" in the book, but she herself couldn't write a storybook?

After arguing for half a month, the old-fashioned people failed to suppress Qin Niang, but instead made the name "Qin Niang" popular.

Now everyone in Liuzhou knows that there is a woman who calls herself "Qin Niang". She also writes stories in Liuzhou tabloids, and the first one she wrote is "Marrying a Wife and Taking a Concubine", which is suspected to be based on the Sun family.

Fu Wenyu took a look at it curiously.

Then, as expected, he saw a story about wives and concubines fighting in the house.

So recently, the name "Qin Niang" has appeared frequently in the mouths of Liuzhou people. Everyone is curious whether the jealous stories of wives and concubines written in her stories are true. And whether Sun Xiucai fell in love with each one he met as written in the stories, and promised to write a story for each of them?

During the serialization of "Marrying a Wife and Taking a Concubine", it added a lot of topics for the people of Liuzhou. So when this story was finished, it was said that it sold well. Nearly two thousand copies were sold in Liuzhou alone, and there were also sporadic sales in other places.

And this is still under the premise that some men are embarrassed to buy it openly.

From then on, Liuzhou had a female author.

Fu Wenyu didn't pay much attention to this matter.

Because Fu Qingshan had passed away three years ago, his family had to mourn during this period, so he was very busy every day.

In the first year of his time travel, he first lay in bed to recuperate, and then picked up a pen to make a living and wrote his first story in ancient times, "The Dove Occupies the Magpie's Nest: It's Hard to Distinguish Between the Real and the Fake Young Master". In the same year, he wrote the second story "The Legend of the Divine Eye", and then the third story "The Treasure Map of Rebirth".

In the second year, he had to study, busy with the peripherals and printing of "The Treasure Map of Rebirth", and busy with the martial arts team. He even went to the capital city halfway. So there was not much time allocated to the storybooks. He only wrote a book "The Story of Zhenniang" and directed the Changxi Troupe to stage a targeted drama.

In a blink of an eye, it was the third year.

Because he made a bet with Sun Xiucai at the end of the second year, Fu Wenyu also wrote a story in the first half of the third year, which is the just-completed "Give You Five Thousand Taels, Leave My Son".

Of course, in addition to these, he also raised two trumpets in three years.

Now that the three-year period is over, he is no longer the 15-year-old "Fu Wenyu" who picked up a broom to chase people away, but the 18-year-old Fu Wenyu who is over 1.7 meters tall.

Thinking carefully, he did quite a lot in the three years of mourning.

"Wenyu, come and burn incense for your father."

"Okay, I'll come."

Fu Wenyu, who was adjusting his collar in front of the bronze mirror, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him, and then went out to the specially decorated room at home, respectfully burned three incense sticks to Fu Qingshan's tablet, and finally knelt down and kowtowed with his sister Fu Rong.

Zhou stood aside, looking at her husband's tablet and sighed: "When your father just passed away three years ago, mother almost collapsed with him. At that time, she could never have imagined that she would have the life she has now."

The son not only studied hard, but also got the teacher's permission to take the examination for the scholar next year, and he also earned a fortune that others could not earn in their lifetime by writing storybooks.

Tang Yuanwai was grateful to him for helping him find his biological son, so he gave him 50 acres of land, and Zhenbei Hou was also grateful to him for helping him find his wife and daughter, and directly gave him a farm. Adding the money earned by the three of them in the past three years, the Fu family now has a family business of more than 10,000 taels.

And the daughter is not much behind. Not only did she study and learn calligraphy with her, but she also had a talent in velvet flowers. Now that Miss Li has gone to the capital, she has taken several sisters in the village to make a lot of exquisite styles. So although the mother and daughter of the Li family have left, the business of the silk and satin shop has not declined significantly.

Moreover, her daughter recently told her privately that when her son writes a storybook again, he should bring his own velvet flowers with him, so that he can sell more.

On such a good day, Zhou occasionally felt dazed.

She also inserted the incense stick in her hand into the incense burner and said silently: "Husband, if you are blessing the good days of our family in the past three years, then please bless my son to pass the imperial examination and bless the three of us to be healthy. '

After the incense was burned, the family moved to the flower hall for breakfast.

Now, in addition to the three of them, the Fu family also has two ordinary maids who do chores. One of them is fifteen years old, and the other is fourteen years old. Their main job is to clean, wash clothes and bedding, cook three meals a day, feed sheep, etc. In their spare time, they will follow Chunhua and others to make some velvet flower materials.

They did not sign a contract to sell themselves, but changed it to an employment contract at the insistence of Fu Wenyu. Because the host family provided food and lodging, and four sets of clothes a year, the monthly salary was not much, only 450 coins, and the one who was good at cooking received an additional 300 coins, which was 750 coins.

Because after the three-year term was over, the Fu family would give another dowry, so the two worked hard. In the past two months, they did help a lot and saved Zhou a lot of trouble.

Today's breakfast was noodles.

But the noodles were covered with two pieces of braised meat that had been stewed from last night to this morning. The meat had become soft and sticky after too long, and even the lean meat melted in the mouth.

Fu Wenyu couldn't wait to pick up a piece of meat and take a bite. He finished it in two or three bites, and then drank a big mouthful of the mellow and rich broth, and felt that he was finally alive.

Vegetarian life is really not a human life!

In these three years, he ate from tea eggs to steamed eggs, boiled eggs, and fried eggs, and fried eggs were divided into simple fried eggs, fried eggs with chopped green onions, fried eggs with beans, fried eggs with radishes, and other different varieties. If it weren't for the fact that some vegetarian meat was added to the menu later and there was no shortage of goat milk, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist getting up in the middle of the night to take a bite of the sheep at home.

Now it's good, I can finally eat meat!

While eating, Fu Wenyu did not forget to instruct the maid: "Serve this stewed meat in a bowl, pick more lean ones, I will send it to grandfather later." Because it was late after offering incense to Fu Qingshan, and the neighbors had already finished breakfast, so he didn't mention the noodles.

The maid responded and went down to prepare.

Fu Rong, who had also finished a large piece of meat, asked curiously: "Brother, grandfather likes to eat fat meat, why do you let people pick lean meat?"

Fu Wenyu replied: "Grandfather is old, and eating too much fat meat is not good for his health."

He said it was all true.

Since Chunhua started working and Fu Qingshi played "Night Pearl", the second house has slowly become rich. Because there is no need to build a house, and no one sells land, their savings have also increased.

Fu Dashi held the money from the division of the family. Fu Wenyu would occasionally give him some change during the New Year holidays, so he felt at ease. Later, he let Fu Qingshi and others keep all the money he earned.

The family didn't have to worry about money, so the food and drink became much better, and people became kinder.

So when Fu Wenyu finished breakfast and brought a bowl of fragrant braised meat over, the chubby and bellyy second aunt Liu greeted him warmly: "Wenyu, you are here, have you eaten? If not, second aunt will heat up two cakes for you."

Fu Wenyu replied: "Thank you, second aunt, I have eaten. We stewed braised meat at home, and I think it tastes good, so I brought a bowl for grandpa to try."

Second aunt Fu smiled brightly, "Yes, yes, your grandfather likes this."

"Chunhua, oh, Chunhua has come to your house. Wenyu, give me the bowl. Leave this matter to your second aunt. Go inside and talk to your grandfather. Your second uncle and Wenju are also inside."

Fu Wenyu didn't bother to be polite with her and handed the bowl over directly.

Inside the house, Fu Dashi and others had already heard the noise.

So when Fu Wenyu went in, he saw his cousin Fu Wenju moving a stool out and enthusiastically asked him to sit down, "Brother Wenyu, sit here. Grandfather was just talking about autumn plowing."

Fu Wenju and Chunhua are twins. They are only one year older than Fu Rong and just turned fourteen this year.

Fu Wenju is still just a half-grown boy, but because he had learned carpentry for several years at his maternal grandparents' house, he is much more mature than his peers and is eloquent. Now Fu Qingshi takes his son with him every time he goes out, and occasionally he goes on stage to play the passerby who walks around in "The Taoist Alchemy".

Fu Dashi saw his eldest grandson coming over and said happily, "Hurry up and sit down. Did you burn incense for your father this morning?"

"After the mourning period, you should burn incense for seven consecutive days. In this way, your father will know that you still care about him and will bless the family more attentively."

Fu Qingshi nodded, "Yes, yes, remember to burn incense." In fact, he also lit three incense sticks this morning and inserted them into the bamboo tube at the door, asking his eldest brother to bless him to make a fortune.

Burning·Pragmatism·Incense.

Fu Wenyu of course answered that he had already burned incense, and then sat aside to listen to them discuss autumn farming.

After the division of the family, the original Fu family became the first and second houses. Fu Wenyu belonged to the first house, and Fu Qingshi belonged to the second house. When the family was divided, the second house took the most, but now the second house can't catch up with the first house.

If nothing else, the number of fields of the two families is very different.

The second branch only has about ten acres of dry land, but Fu Wenyu has more than 350 acres under his name, and if he wants, he can open up another 200 acres.

Not to mention other houses and money.

So as he was talking, Fu Qingshi inadvertently saw that his nephew, who had hundreds of acres of land, was a little bored, but still pretended to listen seriously, and his heart suddenly felt sour.

It's different, really different.

At this time, Fu Dashi had finished his nagging instructions.

Then he saw Fu Wenyu and asked, "Wenyu, have you arranged all the land?"

"Autumn ploughing is a big deal, and you can't be careless."

He knew that his actions in the matter of dividing the family had caused a rift in the hearts of the eldest grandson's family. Although they are still filial to him on the surface, they don't take his words seriously. So he was sad and put himself in the right position. In the future, he would just be an old man who didn't care about other people's business, and only gave a few instructions at critical moments.

Fu Wenyu was also happy that no one cared about him.

So he replied, "It has been arranged."

"The land in the village is still rented to Uncle Chuntian's family, and the fifty acres given by Tang Yuanwai are still rented to those tenants. As for the small farm given by Zhenbei Hou, it is still managed by the head of the farm."

"I am now at home studying with peace of mind."

But he still wants to change the farm and do something else. At least he wants to give those farm slaves a chance to change their fate. However, the county exam will be held in half a year, so it is not easy to be distracted. So this year he only plans to donate some food to the elderly and children in the village, and send a batch of paper and pens to the village school.

As for the farm, each family will be given an extra thirty kilograms of food so that they can have a full year.

More plans can only wait until next year.

Fu Qingshi felt sour again when he heard the words "fifty acres", "Zhenbei Hou", "farm".

Fortunately, he not only went to the city frequently in recent months, but also ran around the villages around Liuzhou City, and heard countless compliments and envy. At the same time, he also deeply realized that the nephew in front of him was no longer someone he could afford to offend, so he quickly adjusted his mentality.

Then he remembered what he heard outside recently, so he said: "Wenyu, don't you know Mr. Gongyang who wrote "Collection of Tricks"? Can you ask him to write more?"

"Someone recently said that they have seen all our performances and asked if there is anything new."

Fu Wenyu: "..."

This is to urge for more, this is to urge for more, right?