Training Tai Sui

Reaching out and patting Wan'er's head lightly, Qin Feng said angrily: "It's just such a small amount of money in total, it's spent on getting married, and you can't live in the future?"

Wan'er rubbed her head and muttered: "Master, it's July and August now, and the autumn grain will be harvested immediately. After paying the taxes, there will be a lot left over. There are still dozens of taels of silver."

Qin Feng froze for a moment, puzzled and said: "Do you still have to pay taxes?"

Wan'er gave Qin Feng a blank look, and said coquettishly: "Of course, when the master was still an official, he naturally didn't have to pay, but since the master..., the village head will come to the house to urge food, and if you don't want to do hard labor, You have to pay more money."

Qin Feng slapped his forehead and cursed himself secretly, for forgetting the two most important points in the evil old society, labor and taxation.

"Wan'er, how much money do you get for paying taxes and exempting from labor?"

Wan'er shook her head, "Steward Wei was in charge of these things before, how much money the family had and where it was spent, he wouldn't tell me, how would I know."

Qin Feng immediately wanted to ask Qin Hua to ask, but after thinking about it, what can he do if he asks, there is only so much money anyway, after knowing it, it will be of no use other than to add trouble, the most urgent thing is to find a way to earn some money.

There is no way. As a later generation, Qin Feng naturally has many things in his mind that people in this era do not know.For example, let's say chairs. Although kneeling and sitting in this era is not like in the Han and Wei Dynasties, there are no chairs.People in this era are sitting on things like the Maza of later generations, without backrests.Qin Feng believes that if he can find some skilled carpenters to build the Taishi chair, it will not be a problem to make money.

It's just that doing business in this era is something that is out of the question. If he is just a child of a side branch of the family, there will be no problem in doing business. But as the young master of the Qin family and the only male of the Qin family, no one in the Qin family will agree with him. business.

Another thing is that the chair does not have any technological content, and a skilled carpenter can imitate it after a second glance. What Qin Feng wants is a way to make money steadily, and he doesn't want to make others cheaper.

"Wan'er, go and see what you have for lunch. You ran a few laps in the morning. A bowl of chicken soup is not enough. The young master is already hungry. Tell the kitchen that the young master wants to eat meat."

"I'm going right now."

Wan'er agreed, and wanted to turn around and leave, but she didn't think that Qin Feng seemed to remember something, and stopped her and said: "After you're done, send a copy to the little lady of the Liu family, don't make her feel wronged."

"Know it."

After pushing Wan'er away, Qin Feng closed his eyes and disappeared in place.

Everything in Shanghai Stock Exchange is still the same as it was when Qin Feng came last time. Even the box of Haagen-Dazs on the ground is intact and still exuding cold air under the scorching sun. From this point of view, time is really lost in this place. any effect.

Qin Feng didn't delay, and according to his own memory, he ran over to the container of daily groceries.Naturally, he was no stranger to where the key was. After opening more than ten containers in a row, he checked the contents one by one.

The first box turned out to be sexy lingerie, which made Qin Feng, who was a beginner, blushed and quickly locked the lock again. Looking at the second container, it was full of soap, and there were some underwear soap in the middle. .Thinking of his promise to Wan'er, he quickly took some and put them in the backpack he had prepared earlier.

Looking at them one by one, there are thermos cups, soap boxes, washing powder, iodine, and band-aids, which makes Qin Feng feel like he went to the supermarket in his previous life.

Moreover, Qin Feng also found a box of toothbrushes and toothpaste, which are good things.These days, because Qin Feng is in good health, he just rinses his mouth every day, and his mouth has long been uncomfortable. Now that he saw this good thing, he was overjoyed and grabbed a lot of it and put it in his backpack.

Of course, it's not that people in this era don't brush their teeth, it's just that the tools make it difficult for Qin Feng to accept.Wan'er and the others brush their teeth with willow branches dipped in green salt. Qin Feng once stood by and observed several times. The function of the toothbrush is the same, but Qin Feng can't accept this thing.

And Qin Feng once thought maliciously, what should I do if the willows are all withered in winter?

Happy to happy, Qin Feng did not forget the purpose of his visit, but just took a few things, his backpack with a large capacity was bulging.

In desperation, Qin Feng had to be like a hardworking bee, moving all the things he sorted out and needed to his room several times, until he was sweating profusely and didn't want to move, Qin Feng also Stop this job that can never be done.

Wan'er, who came back from the kitchen, was immediately attracted by the things on the ground. She picked up this to have a look, and took that to have a look. From time to time, she would ask Qin Feng what it was and how to use it.

"Master, where did these things come from?"

Qin Feng lay faceless on the bed panting heavily, and replied weakly: "Didn't I tell you? The young master's friend brought them back from the Western Regions. You go and call Uncle Hua, and sell some of them at will. Come back for some money. The young master will ask the young lady what she thinks tomorrow, and if she doesn't object, first settle the marriage and then buy her a dowry."

Holding the toothpaste and toothbrush, soap, and washing powder that Qin Feng gave him, Wan'er happily went there.

Chapter 11 Good Brothers

As a landlord, Qin Feng's life is very comfortable. When he inspects his own land every day, he feels like a lion king patrolling his territory. But in the eyes of outsiders, maybe he is not the same as the wild dogs who urinate everywhere to divide the territory. What a difference.

On this day, Qin Feng was enjoying the attention of his tenants when a hurried voice came, accompanied by the sound of stumbling footsteps.

"Brother Ziyu, brother Ziyu, my little brother is here to see you!"

Qin Feng stood there blankly, watching a fat man who looked like a ball running towards him.

This ball, no, this man is wearing a moon-white gown, his long hair is casually tied with a black ribbon, and it flutters behind his head with his movements. Three or four points of celebrity demeanor.

But as soon as this person opened his mouth, all the literary talents of celebrities disappeared.

"Brother Ziyu, don't you know the younger brother? The younger brother is Diao Xiang! We used to be known as the Daxing Shuangjiao, and that is a relationship where even wives can be exchanged..."

When the fat man spoke, all the facial features on his face were squeezed together, and his mung bean-sized eyes were shining brightly, revealing a... obscene light.

swap... wives?Qin Feng is as disgusting as if he swallowed a fly. Did the ancients play so wildly?

"Who is Ziyu?"

Qin Feng was a little dazed, the fat man stared at him, it seemed that he was calling him right, but what is this Ziyu, a word?

Qin Ziyu, it sounds okay, but why does it look so bad on the street?

"Mr. Diao, my young master just woke up not long ago. I don't remember much about the previous things. Please forgive me, Mr. Diao."

After hearing Diao Xiang's voice, Wan'er, who had been following Qin Feng, did not dare to neglect her, and hurried forward to explain her young master's situation.

"really?"

Diao Xiang looked at Qin Feng in front of him with a sad face, his eyes were full of longing light.

"real."

Qin Feng was chilled by that terrifying look, nodded quickly and said: "I have only woken up for a few days, and I have completely forgotten the past. If Wan'er and Uncle Lang were not there, I'm afraid I would have already woken up." I'm going to see my father."

"What's going on?" Diao Xiang was furious, and his ball-like body seemed to be inflated, and he made another three points, and shouted: "Who doesn't have long eyes dares to provoke my brother, see if I don't tear him apart piece!"

Qin Feng briefly talked about Wei Jun's affairs, and sighed: "You know people, you know your face, but you don't know your heart."

"Is there such a thing?" Diao Xiang said angrily: "Then Wei Jun is really not a thing. When Uncle Qin was still there, I thought that Wei Jun looked wretched and didn't look like a good person. Now it seems that he is indeed so."

Obscene?

Qin Feng looked at the round ball in front of him. Regardless of Wei Jun's character, at least his appearance is not bad, at least it has nothing to do with wretchedness, but you...how can you have the face to call others wretched?

Diao Xiang strode forward, slapped Qin Feng's thin shoulder with his big fat hand, and said with grief on his face: "Brother Ziyu, don't worry, there is a brother here, and I promise to remind you of the time when we ran amok in Daxing City. Peerless style!"

You are so handsome!

What kind of style can you have with a wretched fat man like you?But hearing what he said, was he really a dandy before?

Having said that, how can Qin Feng not understand that the person in front of him should be the best friend of this body. Seeing that he is the first person to visit him, Qin Feng decided to forgive him generously.

After Diao Xiang's explanation and Wan'er's supplement, Qin Feng finally understood that Diao Xiang's father and his cheap father were former friends, both officials of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and at the same time surrendered to the Great Sui Dynasty.

It's just that later Qin Yi was involved in a case and was dismissed from office.

Until Qin Yi died of depression, the case was still unsolved, so Diao Xiang's family didn't dare to visit the house at all, for fear of becoming cannon fodder.