Go back to ancient times to engage in sideline business

People in some remote villages, if there is no car and horse along the way, will not be able to reach the county until near noon.

When they walked under the east city gate, they looked up and saw a newly posted advertisement in the passageway of the city gate.

"Dayiyamen, good taste!"

The staff of Dayimen came to Dongchengmen earlier and brought back all the five advertisements that Tang Zhong thought of, and finally the shopkeeper of Dayimen picked out this one.

Tang Zhong also thought it was a good idea for the pun, which was both vulgar and elegant.

Beside the two advertising spaces, there is also a notice titled "Government Affairs Column", with several rows of small characters densely packed on it.

"Quickly read it, is something serious going on?"

The old man carrying the burden did not go to the city for some days, for fear of missing it, he looked back and forth for a long time, but his old eyes were so dazzled that he really couldn't understand what was written on it.

A peddler who was out of the city kindly came over, raised his neck and said: "On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Zhixian climbed up the tower despite the severe cold, and personally guided the daily work of the guards at the east gate, and highly affirmed the advertising space at the east gate!"

"I don't understand, what do you mean?"

Although the peddler has been in the county for many years, he has never seen anything like it, so he just opened his mouth.

"Literally! It is said that Linzhi County climbed the city tower this morning and walked around the city wall."

The old man nodded half-understood, and muttered in his heart: If you climb the tower, you climb the tower. What do you write it for?

At this time, he didn't know that there is something called "public opinion" in later generations, which can be of great use in many ways.

In the tower above the old man's head, the city gate guards are closing the door, thinking about how to divide up the 50 taels of silver they got.

Hu Touer made a special trip to the bank to exchange the silver ingots for more convenient broken silver.

The three of them sat around the table for a small meeting, and Lao Zhang in the middle was not idle either, he pricked up his ears to listen to the movement.

To be honest, I really want to keep all the money for myself.But Hu Tou'er calmed down and thought about it, Tang Zhong was responsible for earning the money.Especially after sending away Linzhi County, the immediate boss who blocked the road and robbed.

"Tang Zhong, you decide, I'll listen to you!"

So what if you want to hold it in your arms, after all, you didn't earn the money yourself.

Eyes are hot, and if others eat meat, if they are willing to share some soup, it is already very generous.

In view of the fact that he didn't treat him very well at ordinary times, I figured that if Tang Zhong could give him two or three, it would be considered generous!

"Leave twelve taels for spare, and divide the rest equally."

Tang Zhong said it easily, as if he had thought about it a long time ago, and then added: "Old Zhang won't give you a single coin."

The person inside felt his chest stagnate, feeling like he was about to lose his breath again.

"Equal share? You don't want to take more?"

Even Zhao Li, who always pretended to be dumb when he was indecisive, couldn't help asking.

"We all belong to the Dongcheng Gate Guards, we share weal and woe, and of course we have to share the money equally."

Tang Zhong knew in his heart that if he wanted to make money steadily, he must not catch fire in the backyard like before, and be secretly murdered by others.

Ever since Deng Erhu was imprisoned unjustly, he has come to understand that in a small county where the rule of law has not yet been popularized and the rule of man is used instead of the legal system, if he wants to live safely, he must tie himself and the entire Dongcheng Gate Guard into a community of interests.

Taking the initiative to hold a group is the way of survival for low-level officials.

Of course, Lao Zhang must be excluded.

"This..." Hu Tou'er didn't expect Tang Zhong to be so righteous, he was slightly embarrassed, and more surprised by the unexpected wealth.

The remaining twelve taels of reserve funds are temporarily stored in Hu Touer's purse.Counting Deng Erhu in the prison, leaving aside Lao Zhang, each of them got exactly ten taels.

Hu Tou'er looked at the money equivalent to a year's worth of money in his hand, and his heart was surging.There is no need to mention all the gossip and wrongs in the past, he put his arms around Tang Zhong's shoulders, and said excitedly: "From now on, you will be my half brother!"

Guessing that Uncle He should not have left at this moment, Tang Zhong asked Hu Touer for leave, saying that he had to go out for some personal business.

Hu Touer didn't even think about it, and immediately agreed.

After changing his armor, Tang Zhong trotted all the way into Qingniu Street and knocked on the back door of Wangji blacksmith shop.

"Xiao Zhong? You came just in time, come in!"

He Bo looked excited, grabbed his arm and pulled him in, across the backyard, and brought him directly into the furnace room.

It is more like a shed than a room. The furnace room has only three walls, and the south-facing side is vacant, without even a door.

The furnace room is the place where blacksmiths make ironware. The walls are filled with firewood and coke, as well as various tools for beating and sharpening.

In the innermost oven, the charcoal fire is burning very vigorously, making the entire oven room quite warm.

Blacksmith Wang, who was busy, only had a thin shirt on his upper body, with the front half exposed, exposing his entire chest.

Tang Zhong looked at the undulating hills and valleys on his chest, and then touched his own ribs, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

"This is Xiao Zhong, he drew the drawings, just ask him if you have any questions! Xiao Zhong, he is my boss, Blacksmith Wang, so you can call him Uncle Wang!"

Blacksmith Wang put down the hammer in his hand, came over to look Tang Zhong up and down for a while, and sighed repeatedly: "Unexpectedly, such an exquisite design was made by a young man. It is terrifying for future generations, really formidable for future generations!"

"Don't dare to be, Uncle Wang, is there anything I can do for the younger generation?"

"Look, what a polite young man!"

Tiejiang Wang was very satisfied with this creatively gifted young man in front of him, and he fell in love with him the first time he saw him.

"I finally made the nail clippers you drew! Wait a minute, I'll move them out!"

move out?

Tang Zhong felt that something was wrong, and before he could figure it out, he saw Blacksmith Wang coming out of the opposite storehouse with heavy steps.

In his hand, he was holding an iron guy, which was as long as Tang Zhong's arm.

"This is it? Nail clippers?"

Good guy!Tang Zhong rubbed his face dryly, but he couldn't recognize it.

"Yup!"

Blacksmith Wang couldn't hide the excitement on his face, and put the nail clippers on the wooden table in front of Tang Zhong like a baby, shaking the hammer and file on the table.

"It's exactly the same as the drawing on the blueprint!"

He Bo gave a thumbs up and highly affirmed the master's craftsmanship.

"Xiao Zhong, you may not know it at a young age. You, Uncle Wang, are well-known as master blacksmiths in ten miles and eight towns. The farm tools he makes are solid and durable. They are definitely first-class and easy to use. They have never been reworked Pass!"

"Old He, you are too flattering!"

For He Bo's praise, Tiejiang Wang was modest in his mouth, but he was very grateful in his heart.He is quite confident in his craft.

The things on the drawings are different from the farm tools he used to handle.So this time, he paid great attention to the work. He used a full [-] catties of pig iron, and adjusted it back and forth, finally doing it decently.

"But I don't understand, why is this thing called a nail clipper?"

Blacksmith Wang pointed to his carefully polished jaws, the cold light flickered and his spirit was overwhelming.The huge jaws can accommodate a pair of fists, not so much nail clippers, but more like a torture tool with severed palms.

"Tell me, what kind of nails can withstand this iron tongs?"

Tang Zhong was speechless, looking at the big iron lump in front of him, he really didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, he is quite regretful. When drawing the picture, why did he forget to indicate the length and width dimensions!

"Then... where's the hanger hook? Have you made it too?"

Silence is not an option, Tang Zhong had an idea and diverted the topic.

If you just say you did something wrong when you come up, where will Blacksmith Wang put his old face?The hanger hook is simple, so there should be no big mistakes.

"Okay, that's easy to do, I typed it out in less than an hour!"

Blacksmith Wang pointed to the wall behind Tang Zhong, "Hey, it's hanging!"

Looking back in the direction of the finger, Tang Zhong's heart was shocked again.

A pair of large iron hooks were hanging on the wall at his eye level, each about two fingers wide.

The material is solid and full of weight, especially the cold light on the tip of the hook, which makes people dare not look closely at it.

Where is the hanger hook, it is clearly a sharp weapon for seizing souls in the world.

He Bo leaned over and said with a smile: "You told me at the time that as long as you make it, you won't have to worry about selling it. Now everything is here, tell me, where should the master and I carry it to sell?"

"This……"

Tang Zhong bit his head and tried hard to figure out what to say so as not to break the glass heart of the two old men who together are over a hundred years old.

"Uncle Wang, do you still have the previous drawings?"

"Yes, yes!" Blacksmith Wang turned sideways, took out the blueprint from the cabinet in the corner, and handed it to Tang Zhong.

"Do you have pen and ink?"

"In the house, I'll get it!"

When the pen and ink were in place, Blacksmith Wang watched Tang Zhong cover each drawing with his sleeve through the wooden case, writing and drawing for a while.

The furnace room was warm, and the ink dries quickly. After writing, Tang Zhong gathered the drawings into a stack and handed them back to Blacksmith Wang.

"Uncle Wang, I just added a little bit of stuff, there may be some small adjustments, you can get busy with the business first, and then look through this when you have time. I have other things, so I won't bother you, and I'll leave first!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Zhong clasped his fists in salute, and pulled He Bo out of the furnace room by the way, and hurried to the back door of the blacksmith shop before stopping.

"What are you doing, Xiao Zhong, in a hurry?"

Tang Zhong took out the cloth bag in his arms, which contained some scattered silver.

He kept one or two of the money for the advertising space for himself, and planned to hand over the rest to Uncle He, asking him to take it back.

"Here is nine taels of silver, all of which are my wages. Uncle He, please take them back. Seven taels of them will be handed over to Aunt Gu for the living expenses of the three younger siblings among the writers. There are still two taels. Take it, Uncle He, and buy it." some wine."

"You can't do it!" He Bo waved his hands again and again, but refused to accept it.

"How can I ask for your money, your siblings are still young, so there are so many places to spend money!"

Tang Zhongxin had seven or eight rabbits in his head, and panicked a lot.His eyes passed He Bo's shoulder, looked towards the furnace room, and saw Blacksmith Wang opening the blueprint.

"Don't refuse, I can earn money in the city! Hurry up and take it, you have helped us so much a few days ago, and you haven't come to thank us!"

"You baby, thank you folks in the village! It's okay to help take it back, but I can't accept my share!"

Looking from a distance, it seemed that Blacksmith Wang's expression began to change. Tang Zhong didn't dare to wait any longer, and directly stuffed the silver tael into Uncle He's chest.

"Take it quickly! I have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"

Before the sound landed, Tang Zhong's clothes had already flown out of the door.

Uncle He still wanted to say a few more words about him, but now there was no one in sight, so he had to rewrap the cloth bag and stuff it into his bosom.

Who cares, anyway, the two taels of silver will not be accepted.

Turning around, crossing the courtyard, and returning to the furnace room, he saw Blacksmith Wang's eyes were blank, with a depressed expression on his face.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Blacksmith Wang seemed to have received a huge blow, pointing to the hard work on the case: "What he meant, where there is a small adjustment, it is clearly a counter-work! Redo!"

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