Old things in Nancheng

The matter of choosing a new cook will soon come to fruition. Although the cook's daughter is better at craftsmanship, her body is a bit weak, and in the long run, the daughter will get married in a year or two, and she can come out to work There are not many days.And she had saved Zhao Liu's life, and Zhao Liu's family was loyal to her, so Lin Zhilan finally chose Zhao Liu's daughter-in-law, a woman who looked a little strong but was very clean.

Although the cook was very disappointed, she felt relieved when she saw that Lin Zhilan sealed a red envelope for her daughter as lucky money.

Once the winter solstice is over, it is time to prepare for the New Year.

23. Sacrificing the stove officer, 24. Sweeping the house, 25. Grinding tofu, 26. Going to cut meat, 27. Killing a chicken, 28. Posting New Year pictures, 29. Going to drink, staying up all night on New Year’s Eve.

On New Year's Eve without Wang Zimo's company, Lin Zhilan had a very boring time, but Wang Zimo's side was extremely lively, especially after the winter solstice, Wang Zimo's group drank and had fun every day, and sometimes when they got excited, the old men squinted Drunk eyes, raised orchid fingers, and performed such a paragraph with excellent singing and writing.

On the evening of the 29th, Wang Zimo prepared a banquet as usual, and grandly led the kitchen staff through the cell.The smell of food and wine wafted through the dirty prison cells, making the coolies swallow their saliva. With red eyes, they greedily looked at the food boxes, and the muscles on their thick arms bulged, as if they were going to grab them. However, when they When they saw Prince Mo Shanshan in a blue gown coming, everyone withdrew their aggressive eyes.

"The king is doing well."

"Steward Wang has been busy all day, it's hard work."

"Boss Wang, may we have a New Year's Eve dinner with meat tomorrow on New Year's Eve?"

The low-pitched voices came and went, Wang Zimo nodded with a smile, and when he was about to walk out of the iron fence, Qian Da suddenly grabbed the iron fence and said in a low voice: "Director Wang, can you take a step to speak?"

Today's Wang Zimo no longer needs to worry about the ordinary prisoner, but she still turned her head to look at the prisoner behind her and asked silently. The prisoner smiled casually and asked the people in the kitchen to deliver the banquet first. Several people looked at each other, then consciously moved away, leaving room for Wang Zimo and Qian Da to talk.

The iron fences were also graded. The prisoners in the iron fence where Qian Da was located were all standing far away from the wall, and the originally noisy cell also became quiet.

"Steward Wang, this is what the little ones tried their best, so don't hold it against." Qian Da held the still dirty silver in both hands, and presented it to Wang Zimo respectfully.

"Qian Da, what are you doing?" When you are polite to others, you must ask for something, even more than ten taels of silver, Wang Zimo still doesn't like it.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. My brothers have worked hard for a year, but fortunately they are still alive. Now that the days are getting shorter and shorter, the brothers may have to go to the battlefield tomorrow. I implore Guanshi Wang to be merciful. Let the New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow Our group of poor people can eat a piece of meat, oh no, as long as they can drink a bowl of broth." Qian Da found that Wang Zimo was expressionless, and felt a little uneasy.

Although the prisoner was far away, the cell was very quiet, so they could hear what Qian Da said very clearly, and they couldn't help showing contemptuous smiles.Eating meat is not difficult at all, but now that the war situation is becoming more and more urgent, and the supplies in the city are dwindling, even soldiers cannot eat meat every day. Now is the time when money can’t buy meat. This group of people still want to eat meat, which is really whimsical.

But Wang Zimo's words surprised everyone.

"Men, these money is their filial piety to you, and these people are getting more and more sensible."

As soon as Wang Zimo finished speaking, the prison boys couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly took away the money from Qian Da's hand, regardless of the shocked expressions of Qian Da and others.

"As for eating meat..." Wang Zimo saw hundreds of prisoners looking at him eagerly, and said with a light smile: "No matter how poor people are, they still have to eat meat during the Chinese New Year. You have performed well recently. I agree."

Wang Zimo had already left, and after the shock in the prison, he suddenly burst into extreme ecstasy, one after another kept shouting "Wang Guanshi is benevolent and righteous" to the high-level prison cells, while the small prisoners in the frenzy were puzzled , how dare this steward Wang boast so much, where did she go to get so much meat!

"Brother, why did you come back?" Jiang Shangpei and others had been waiting for Wang Zimo in the room for quite some time.

"At the end of the year, the elder brothers are free, but the younger brother is too busy. The accounts in the camp have to be settled, and the accounts of our silk and satin factory have to be cleared. Now there are still clamors on the other side of the iron fence to eat meat, but the younger brother is at a loss. Ah~" Wang Zimo sang a promise and said mischievously.

"Those who are able work hard, who will let you be capable!" Wang Chongwen filled Wang Zimo with wine and said, "I have seen the accounts of the silk and satin village. My brother is a great talent. You have a basic account and a face. I really admire my brother for doing it in a watertight way.”

"Second Brother Wang has won the award, and I'm ashamed to take it. I just have one thing. I want to ask my brothers, how to calculate the profit for the official camp? In the past few days, the official camp has been urging this matter inside and outside. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, but my little brother can't wait any longer." Wang Zimo asked with a headache.

Because the official camp did not allow Jiang Shangpei and others to leave the camp freely, so none of them wanted to share any profits with the official camp. Wang Zimo specially made two accounts, one was for them to see, and the other was for the official. Ying waited for outsiders to read the accounts.

No matter who reads the numbers on the account, they will be amazed. At the beginning, when they agreed to open the silk and satin shop, they didn’t expect to make much money, they just asked their family members to be foreign aid, but now looking at the account, they are not It will no longer be dispensable to profit, and the large amount of incoming and outgoing accounts is enough to make them popular in Xingyuan Mansion, so they don't have to be ashamed to ask the family for money again and again.

This account must never be revealed.

The other booklet was done in a calm and unremarkable manner, but for a silk and satin shop that has just opened for less than half a year, such a situation seems reasonable to those who don't know the inside story.

The silence of the few people let Wang Zimo know the attitude of the few people, which has no interest in her. Of course, if the money is not given, she will find a way to get some of it.But after all, the official camp is the local emperor here, and they will suffer if they are offended, so Wang Zimo is more inclined to give some. Of course, the way of giving can be discussed.

"Brothers, I know the grievances in your hearts, so this time, I hope to have a good talk with the officials and adults on behalf of the brothers. We have to pay back the money, just share the profit on the account, and there is no How much is it, but the money is given away, but the younger brother hopes that the officials can understand the hardships of the brothers and grant special orders to come and go freely, that is the best ending." Wang Zimo said seriously.

"Your brother is right. If you don't give it, I'm afraid the officials will be angry, and we will have no chance to leave the camp in the future." Jiang Shangpei nodded.

"None of us have any money, I'm afraid, the money was given, but the officials and camp adults didn't agree." Fan Chengzong said aggrievedly.

"That's right, who doesn't know the temper of our officials and adults. He will stretch out his hand to scoop up the money in the oil pan. Give him the money, which is no less than a meat bun beating a dog. There will never be a return." Bao Changde echoed.

"The younger brother's idea is this, give him some sweets first, because his temperament will definitely take the bait, and then the younger brother will ask the official and battalion adults for a special order to leave the camp on the grounds that the silk and satin village has no owner and has lost a lot of business. How do you feel?" Wang Zimo asked.

In fact, this problem is not Wang Zimo's nonsense, but a real existence.Their silk and satin shop is open to the upper-class nobles, officials and dignitaries. These people, even if they are in charge, are all prominent figures in the Xingyuan Mansion. Too big, and although Wang Zimo often appeared in front of her, she had no fame and a golden seal on her face. To these people, she was no different from an ordinary shopkeeper.

But the others are different.Although they are also criminals, they are all from rich families and have fame. In the process of making friends with powerful people, it is inevitable to be arty and recite poems. These few people are not a problem.To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the nobles, Wang Zimo has no status, no talent, no merits, what is it to be able to do business, business is a lowly business, and a businessman is a lowly person, how can he have the right to speak to the powerful.

Several people were seriously thinking about Wang Zimo's suggestion. In fact, under normal circumstances, they would not be so impatient at all, but now the situation in Xingyuan Mansion has become complicated, so they have to plan for themselves.

Since autumn, the gold thieves have fought dozens of rounds with Song soldiers, each winning or losing. According to the usual practice, they will retreat in winter, but this time, for some reason, it is almost the Chinese New Year, and they have not retreated for a long time.

Although the Xingyuan mansion was defended, Song soldiers suffered countless casualties. General Guan has already stated to the official camp that if the Jin soldiers do not retreat after the Chinese New Year, then the coolies in the prison camp must go to the top of the city to help in the battle. If it is not an emergency At this critical moment, General Guan would never make such a decision.

This is a sign that Xingyuan Mansion is tired and unable to hold on. How can they not plan for themselves.

After a few people thought about it, they looked at each other, and Jiang Shangpei spoke out: "Just do what my brother said. If the government does not agree, let's find another way."

It was night, Jiang Shangpei couldn't sleep for a long time, he wrapped the quilt tightly, and asked in a low voice: "Did you ever sleep?"

"No, what's the big brother?" Wang Zimo asked.

"I'm not at ease, how confident are you in your strategy?" Jiang Shangpei asked.

"Five points, if only the elder brother is allowed to leave the camp alone, I am seven points sure." Wang Zimo said frankly.

Jiang Shangpei was taken aback when he heard this.He can guess some of Wang Zimo's little thoughts. After all, he is closer to Wang Zimo than anyone else can. Jiang Shangpei can feel Wang Zimo's layout, but he has never asked. Hearing Wang Zimo's words now, he felt complicated and didn't know how to answer.

If he agrees, it means that he is really on the same boat with Wang Zimo, but this actually means that he has abandoned the other three. Promise, he can't even get out of the prison camp, and when the battle is defeated and the city is broken, he can only die.

"Brother, I always remember what you said to me, the two of us will go home together, I am in this prison camp, and you are the only family member." Wang Zimo said quietly.

Jiang Shangpei gave her the same feeling as Wang Ziyan, but due to his status, Wang Ziyan's kindness to her could not be shown on the surface, but Jiang Shangpei had taken care of her selflessly since the first day she entered the prison camp. She, Wang Zimo doesn't want to owe him this kind of love, otherwise she will feel guilty for the rest of her life.

"Tomorrow, I will go with you to meet the officials. I hope you can try your best to help them. If you can't, then you can have a clear conscience." Jiang Shangpei said this after a long silence.

When Wang Zimo heard these words, she felt much relieved. The implicit meaning, she understood that the two of them, brother and sister, would work together to escape from this abyss. This decision was already made by Jiang Shangpei. The limit is reached.

Neither of them fell asleep, Jiang Shangpei was a little confused, while Wang Zimo was thinking about his own plans.

It was not because of her kindness that she proposed to leave the camp again, but during this period, although she made a lot of money by using the silk and satin farm, raised many subordinates, and made friends with many officials, but after all, because of her status, she has been unable to go deep into the camp. Gain access to authority figures who can help her out of town.She knew that she had thought too simply at the beginning, but now, she needed someone to help her, and among the four of them, she first Jiang Shangpei, because she owed him this.

Wang Zimo already felt that she had become too much. She was afraid that if she continued like this, she would become insensitive. She used everyone around her. Even if she felt guilty about Jiang Shangpei, she still used him after all.

How much pain is accompanied by a person's growth!