Yes Qing Fei Qing

Standing outside the door, Shui He and Fei He felt uneasy, Fei He stood aside, but Shui He leaned against the door, but the voices of the people inside the room were too low, she didn't hear a single word.

The door opened suddenly, and Han Shuihe slammed onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of ashes.

"Oops! Puff puff puff! Dirt got in my mouth!"

Han Shuihe complained loudly.

Jiang Zheng couldn't help laughing when he heard it.

Han Shuihe glared at him, threw himself into his brother's arms, and made a face at that threatening uncle.

Han Feihe also ran in, looking at her brother worriedly.

Han Qingming gently patted the soil for Han Shuihe, and said, "Why are you so reckless? Look, the clothes are all dirty."

Han Shuihe said, "Brother, I'm fine! This guy didn't bully you!"

Han Qingming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted his sister's face, "Why is there no rules? Is this what you should say to the guests? This uncle didn't bully me, on the contrary, he even helped our family!"

Han Shuihe snorted arrogantly, "This guy is full of injuries, and we have to save him. There are still people looking for him on the mountain. What can he do for us? Brother, you are a good person, and you will be deceived by this kind of person sooner or later. !"

Han Qingming hit her again.

Jiang Zheng couldn't help laughing, "You girl! I have done your family a great favor."

Han Shuihe rolled his eyes and said, "What's the benefit? Empty talk and white teeth without proof, you have to show us the benefits!"

Jiang Zheng laughed, and said to Han Qingming, "See? I've been a good person in vain, and I'll show you the benefits, my clever sister, and let her judge whether it's a great benefit or not!"

Han Qingming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and showed the small bag to his younger sister, "This uncle gave it to us in return for saving our lives. Look, isn't it a great benefit?"

Han Shuihe glanced inside and said, "Aren't they just small beads, what's so good about them?"

Fei He was curious, looked inside, exclaimed in surprise, and said, "Brother, brother, put away your things quickly, such a good pearl, one is enough for dozens of taels, right?"

Jiang Zhengdao, "This girl is still knowledgeable. These are the best Nanzhu, and one piece can be worth hundreds of taels of silver."

Han Shuihe was surprised when he heard that these white beads were so expensive.

"It's so expensive!" She said again, "Aren't you rich, Uncle?"

Han Qingming smiled and scratched her face. "Do you still dare to be rude? Thank you, uncle."

Han Shuihe's smile was super sweet, and his voice could squeeze out water, "Thank you uncle!" Oh my mother, this uncle was in tatters before, but he was actually so rich!

Jiang Zheng laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"You guys continue to study, I won't bother you anymore, Han Qingming, deliver a letter for me tomorrow."

Han Qingming said, "Yes."

Jiang Zheng walked out before Han Qingming let out a breath.

Unexpectedly, I would be a big boss if I rescued it casually, heh~ I really don't know if it's good luck or bad luck.

However, being able to get so much money, Han Qingming shook the small cloth bag with about a dozen beads and smiled.Good luck, maybe?

On the second day, Han Qingming prepared his things early in the morning and went to the capital to open a barbecue stall. Jiang Zheng handed him the written letter and said, "Enter the second house in the third alley in Dongcheng, and there are two lions tied with red strings at the door. The plaque on the door says Qi's family, you should remember it."

Han Qingming nodded, "Remember it, the letter will definitely be delivered."

Putting the barbecue stall on the side of the road, Han Qingming asked the old lady next door to watch the stall, and took the letter to the east of the city.

At this time, officials, officials and common people lived separately. Most officials and officials lived in the east of the city, while ordinary people mostly lived in the west of the city. Rich and noble merchants lived in their homes, so it was easy to distinguish them.

The place where Han Qingming bought the skewers was in the west of the city. He walked all the way there, and he saw the surrounding scenery change from dilapidated to tidy to gorgeous.

It has to be said that the gap between the rich and the poor has existed since ancient times.

After finding the Qi family, Han Qingming knocked on the small door beside him.

In ancient times, there were strict rules and regulations. Except for visitors and orders, the front doors of these officials and officials were not opened. They used the side door for ordinary trivial matters, including sending letters.

Knocking on the small door, the porter looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Han Qingming performed a Confucian courtesy first, and then said, "I have a letter here. Someone asked me to give it to your master. I hope this brother can help pass it on."

Seeing that although he was wearing short clothes, he behaved well and behaved with a bit of elegance, the concierge didn't dare to delay, took the letter and said, "I will deliver it."

Han Qingming smiled and said, "That's it, I'm sorry." Then he returned to his skewer stand.

Now that spring has come, all kinds of wild vegetables have begun to grow, and more vegetables are sold outside. There are several more delicacies on Han Qingming's barbecue stall.It's just that the seasoning is really not enough, and Han Qingming is going to buy some today.

There is no trace of the cumin pepper planted at home, and it seems to be invalid, and those seeds were lost in vain.

But he also figured it out, after all, he is not a professional, he can grow the best, if he can't grow it, the big deal is to go to the Qizhen Pavilion to buy, after all, those things are not as good as he earns.

As soon as the skewers were placed, Han Qingming saw a chubby and familiar figure walking over.

"Brother Han, long time no see~"

Han Qingming's eyes lit up.

Every industry has its own rules, especially in ancient times when the feudal hierarchy was severe, if you break into a certain industry or organization rashly, you will even die without a place to die.Because, he needs a knocking stone.

"It's been a long time, brother Qian, you haven't visited in the past few days, are you busy with some big business again?"

This money is rich and honorable, which is his stepping stone.

Layers of folds on Qian Fugui's smiling face bloomed like chrysanthemums, "That's not true, I have to thank you little brother!"

Han Qingming smiled, "Is it related to my rice vinegar?"

Qian Fugui nodded.

Han Qingming handed him a few skewers and said, "It seems Brother Qian made a lot of money, otherwise, he wouldn't be so happy."

Qian Fugui is happy, and you are not welcome, just take the skewers and eat them. "The amount of money earned is second to none. The main thing is that this thing made me and the superior," pointing to the direction of the imperial city, "make a relationship."

"Yo," Han Qingming's eyes brightened, "Good news! Congratulations, little brother."

Qian Fugui's mouth was full of greasy food, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face, but he still said politely, "Where is it, it's just that I finally entered the imperial business."

Han Qingming had heard a little about the imperial merchants. He heard that they had more security than ordinary people and could work for the royal family, but they paid a lot of taxes.

If you want to be an imperial merchant, you also need to have connections. Money and wealth can be regarded as a wealthy family, but the status in the imperial capital is only ordinary. After all, a merchant is a merchant, so naturally he can't get along with this kind of relationship.Han Qingming's rice vinegar recipe gave him a lot of benefits.

"Thank you, Brother Han!"

Qian Fugui patted him on the shoulder happily, his face was full of red.

Han Qingming only smiled.

"If you're welcome, Brother Qian, there are still a few prescriptions here. I wonder if Brother Qian has any intentions?"

"Oh?" Qian Fugui said, "What prescription?"

Han Qingming said, "Rice vinegar is just a type of vinegar. Here, there are several different methods of making vinegar. The vinegar produced has different tastes and each has its own merits."

"Oh?" Qian Fugui said, "There is such a thing?"

Han Qingming said, "It's just that I have something to ask, little brother."

"what's up?"

Han Qingming smiled gently, "I want to join the business."

Qian Fugui was stunned.

He stepped forward quickly, put the skewers on the rack, and rested his hands on Han Qingming's shoulders. "Little brother, is there any difficulty in your family? Tell me! Don't let it ruin your future!"

Han Qingming said, "Brother Qian is worrying too much, little brother is not in trouble, but just thinking about it."

Qian Fugui said, "What are you thinking about?"

"Life is in a hurry, white horses pass by white clouds and dogs, status and reputation are nothing more than foreign objects, and so is money. But life is one's own, and one's life is all about prosperity and wealth." Han Qingming said, "...my grandmother came to look for me yesterday .”

Qian Fugui thought about it and said, "But what request did she make?"

Han Qingming said, "Grandmother... asked me to pay ten taels of silver every month in the future to support her."

Qian Fugui opened his mouth in shock.

Is this old woman crazy?

To be honest, in the capital, it is not uncommon to spend ten taels a day, not to mention twelve taels a month, but this is the home of those dignitaries, rich, wealthy and merchants. He knows the situation of Han Qingming's family very well, and he definitely cannot support it. Can't afford this kind of expense.

Han Qingming smiled bitterly.

Kidding.

He should give away the ten taels of silver to beggars. In the future, he is not going to let the old woman take advantage of him, but he has long wanted to go into business.After all, it is too hard to sell grilled skewers every day, and the earning is very little.But if you can open your own shop, it will be different.

The longer you live in ancient times, the more you feel the importance of money.

In a feudal society, everything relied on power and money. Now that power has been secured, it still needs a lot of hard work, so don't you have to hold on to the word money?

For example, the pastries that Fei He and Shui He talked about during the quarrel yesterday, if he is an extremely powerful minister or rich in wealth, how could there be less of them?Feihe and Shuihe are just children.

They were still wearing old clothes from last year, and their complexions were much better than those of the previous few months, but they still couldn't grow in size.

If Li Xinger and Zhang Sheng hadn't dissuaded him, he might have started business long ago.

Later, I also thought about joining the army. Wasn't it because of the little rewards and honors given by military households?

It was only later that I was worried that I would die in battle and couldn't let go of my two children, so I didn't make any plans.

Now someone has given me a clear path, so that I can go into business without any worries, why not do it? "Brother Qian, don't try to persuade me anymore, I've made up my mind."

Han Qingming's face was unprecedentedly serious.

In fact, Han Qingming was willing to drive even those ninety-five masters who did not fulfill their promises.This is a public meal!With the emperor escorting him behind him, how magnanimous his business journey will be!Even if you can't be an official in the future, it's worth it.Just those few beads are enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for a lifetime.

He worked so hard, gave up his lazy bones for 20 years, worked hard every day, studied every day, and thought about how to earn more money, isn't it just to let his sisters live a better life?

This opportunity is much more useful than his previous shallow efforts.

Qian Fugui looked at Han Qingming with obvious pity on his face.

"Brother Han, you have to think about it."

Although he is a businessman, he has to make friends with high-ranking officials everywhere. He also knows a thing or two about the famous people in the imperial capital. Although the name of Mr. Mingche is much more indifferent than two years ago, when he mentions it, many scholars still talk about it.

Occasionally, friends pointed out Han Qingming's familiarity, and only then did he know that this gentle young man was actually one of the once famous eight sons of Pingyang!

It was also because of this that he knew how much potential this young man might have in his future career.

"You... think about it."