After time travel, I ate glutinous rice bran in ancient times

The scene was quite sad. Wang Yugui did not dare to say anything. Wang Youcai coughed and said, "Ahem, elders, it has come to this point. There is no point in crying."

"Let's quickly discuss raising money to rebuild the ancestral hall!"

"Oh, these old ancestors can't always live in my house. I live next door, so it's no wonder!"

"Humph, if you don't do bad things, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door." The second uncle snorted after hearing this.

He glanced at Wang Youcai and said, "Your ancestors live next door, what are you afraid of?"

"If you weren't reluctant to spend the money..."

As the second uncle was talking, he was about to scold Wang Youcai again. Wang Youcai heard it and waved his hands and said, "Oh, second uncle, how many times have you scolded me since the ancestral hall collapsed?"

"No matter how much you curse, the ancestral hall won't be able to get up on its own. Let's get down to business, okay?"

"Yes, Second Uncle, just tell us how to rebuild the ancestral hall, we will listen to you," the clansmen outside the house also said loudly.

Wang Yugui also hurriedly said: "Yes, Second Uncle, you can make a decision!"

The second uncle nodded and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, okay!"

Then he looked at everyone and said, "Although our Wang family's ancestral hall was originally dilapidated, the foundation is still quite large."

"Well, to be honest, our ancestors were once very prosperous, otherwise they wouldn't have built such a large ancestral hall to leave to future generations!"

"It will cost a lot of money to rebuild such a large piece of land."

The second uncle paused for a moment and said, "Originally our ancestral hall was made of adobe and thatched roofs, which were not solid."

"Since we are rebuilding it, we have to make it solid!"

"Uncle, I have discussed with the elders in the clan. This time, we have to build it with blue bricks and small tiles."

"Our ancestors have lived in this shabby house for so many years, it's time for them to enjoy a good life!"

Second Uncle said, looking at Wang Youcai, then at Wang Yugui: "But if you want to fix it better, you'll have to spend more money!"

Then he sighed and said, "Hey, most of our people are poor. I'm afraid we can't get that much money together no matter how hard we try!"

"Second Uncle, according to what you said, how much money would it cost to build a new ancestral hall with green bricks and small tiles?" Wang Yugui asked hurriedly.

This second uncle went around in circles for a long time, isn't he just trying to get them to pay money? Wang Yugui frowned slightly.

After hearing the question, the second uncle looked at Wang Yugui and said, "Yugui, we elders have calculated and estimated that it will take about fifty taels of silver!"

When Wang Yugui heard this, he frowned again and thought: Oh, this is really expensive. Fifty taels of silver is not a small amount. It can buy two small shops in the city!

Then I heard my second uncle say, "I, uncle, have decided to take out my two taels of silver coffin fund and use it to build a ancestral hall for our ancestors."

"If the people in our clan come together from all over, I guess we can only get ten taels of silver at most!"

As the second uncle spoke, he looked at Wang Youcai and said, "Youcai!" Then he looked at Wang Yugui and said, "Yugui!"

"Among our clansmen, your two families are the best off. The bulk of the money for repairing the ancestral hall will depend on you two families."

After hearing this, Wang Yugui frowned slightly. Wow, his second uncle has brought him to the same level as Wang Youcai!

But, in fact, his own foundation was still shallow and he was not as wealthy as Wang Youcai's family.

"Oh, Second Uncle, you are too kind to me," Wang Yugui said hurriedly.

He looked at his second uncle and said, "How can our family compare with Master Wang Youcai's family?"

"We are a small family, barely able to make ends meet, but we can't compare to Mr. Wang's family, which is a big family. His family has been rich landlords for generations!"

Wang Youcai raised his head and glanced at Wang Yugui. Just as he was about to speak, he heard his second uncle say, "Yes, Yugui, your family has a shallow foundation. Your uncle knows that."

"So, you can pay a little less than the wealthy family, but the biggest payout still has to go to the wealthy family!"

"Oh, Second Uncle, don't let yourself be fooled by Yugui!" Wang Youcai stood up and shouted.

Then he looked at Wang Yugui and said, "I have asked around. Yugui has made a fortune in the city."

"He opened a big art shop in the city and made a lot of money. I heard that a painting in his shop could be sold for several taels of silver!"

After hearing this, Wang Yugui frowned: Damn it, this old guy Wang Youcai sent people to the city to find out my background?

Then Wang Youcai said loudly: "Second uncle, elders, you don't know yet, right?"

"Yugui has become very successful now. He is now a famous painter in Wangtian County. Any painting he draws can be sold for several taels of silver!"

"The money we spent on repairing the ancestral hall is nothing to him."

"When he meets a rich man, he can make a profit by painting a few more paintings!"

Oh, Wang Yugui was so angry when he heard this. Wang Youcai came well prepared and asked for details.

When Second Uncle and everyone else heard this, they were all very surprised and astonished.

The second uncle asked hurriedly: "Yugui, is what Youcai said true?"

"You, you can draw? I, why don't we know about this?"

Wang Yugui was a little overwhelmed. He didn't want to tell the people in Xiaowang Village about his own affairs, but he didn't expect that Wang Youcai would expose it. He had to spend a lot of time explaining it to everyone.

"Second uncle, don't listen to Wang Youcai's nonsense. I can draw a little bit now."

"But I just opened a small art shop in the city to support my family. It's not as profitable as he said," Wang Yugui explained.

He added: "It's not that easy to make money. There are many poor painters in the city who can't even get enough food to eat!"

"Hey, Yugui, when did you learn to paint?" The elders were very curious.

Wang Yugui smiled and said vaguely: "Well, it didn't take long. I have to make a living. I have no choice but to learn something!"

"Well, Yugui, how much is one of your paintings really worth?" asked the second uncle.

Wang Yugui frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Some are worth it, some are not. It depends on whether anyone buys it!"

"Oh, you are so noble, don't be so modest," Wang Youcai said again.

Then he looked at Wang Yugui with a proud look and said, "I sent someone to find out. People in the city say that the panda paintings you drew are very valuable."

"A panda painting sells for two taels of silver!"

Then he looked at his second uncle and said, "Second uncle, think about it, if he were rich, he could sell a panda picture for two taels of silver."

"The money our Wang family spent on repairing the ancestral hall is just a drop in the bucket for him."

"If he paints dozens of pictures with a flourish of his brush, then the remaining forty taels of silver will all come to him, right?"

Oh my god, when Wang Yugui heard this, he was so angry. Could it be that Wang Youcai was unwilling to give even a penny?

The remaining forty taels of silver are all charged to me?

When everyone heard that a panda painting by Wang Yugui could be sold for two taels of silver, there was another commotion.

The second uncle's eyes lit up when he looked at Wang Yugui: "Yugui, is what Youcai said true? Is your panda painting so valuable?"