Chapter 111 The Bitter Meat Scheme
Chapter 111 The Bitter Meat Scheme
When it's done, let Qingyu try it on to see if it's really practical.
Wang Jinyi thought about it, and went to her mother's door and called out softly,
"Mother, I'm Jin'er."
Qing Er pushed the door open and greeted the young lady with a smile, and asked,
"Miss, where are the people around you?"
Everyone is busy. This is the truth. Now even Wang Jinlai, who just came to her side, is busy.
Today, it was a rare day that my mother didn't check the accounts. She quickly used up the ink in the brush and placed it lightly on the edge of the inkstone.
He wiped his hands again and pulled his daughter to the chair he was sitting on.
"Jin'er, what are you busy with? I heard from Qing'er that you are going to make something new, and you even used the literary and vernacular Chinese? It doesn't look like you are going to write a storybook, does it?"
The mother tried to gauge her daughter's intentions. Wang Jinyi tilted her head and spoke with a smile.
"Mom, if there is a pen that is easy to carry and cheap, will it encourage people to learn to write?"
"Is there such a thing? If it is true, it will have a certain effect.
But the most important thing is to promote the custom among the people, so that calligraphy can become a social trend."
The mother looked at her daughter's childish face and stopped examining her, thinking that such a formal topic might not be understood by a child.
Wang Jinyi blinked her misty eyes and thought to herself: Don’t underestimate the understanding ability of the children around you.
"Mom, I want to find some kind of clay. Where can I find it?"
"What's it for?"
“It’s to stick the carbon ash together.”
“You can use sticky rice paste, you can buy clay outside the city, and you can use fish glue.”
"Mother, can you help me? I need all of these. Can you ask someone to buy them for me? Mother, the amount used now is small. If it succeeds, a lot will be used.
The amount of clay used now is small, a backpack is enough, but if it can be made successfully, I am afraid that a lot of clay will be used. "
"Okay! Mother, help my Jin'er find these things. When you make these things, can you let mother participate as well?"
"Okay, mother. Last time I said I wanted to inquire about the wall where the stickers were posted in the East Market and the West Market, and the piece of land occupied by it. Did you ask, mother?"
"Jin'er, let's wait a little longer. Can we talk about it after grandpa and father have dealt with Yuan Fengmao's matter?"
Yes, my mother still has a mental burden that she has not dealt with. Chang Xianger set a trap and deliberately designed to sell it to my mother Yuan Fengmao, but it has not been resolved yet...
I'm afraid it's unlikely that the building where the wall with the poster is located was bought by my mother!
Do you still think that Taisheng Rice Shop is not profitable? Because I still owe more than 1,000 taels of silver for buying the shop...
Thinking about his worries, Wang Jinyi returned to the house, adjusted the mask, demonstrated it to Qingyu, and asked her to distribute it to the people who ground carbon ash every day, saying that she had to hurry up and make money.
Writing a storybook is a project but the cycle is too long. Taisheng Rice Shop is making a profit slowly and the profit is growing slowly. The newly bought problematic shop is Yuanfengmao, with an annual rent of 100 taels. But it is really far from the 1,500 taels I paid for the shop.
This is a new project. I have just started making pencils. I am still testing the formula and I don’t know when I can realize the cash flow...
The door was pushed open silently, and Wu Mei moved in quietly and slowly moved to the young lady's desk. Wang Jinyi was curious why Wu Mei came back so early today, but when he saw the wounds on Wu Mei's face and blood on her body, he was shocked.
"What happened?"
Wu Mei hesitated for a while and finally told what happened after she went out today.
Today, after cleaning the backyard, Fifth Sister packed up early and prepared to go out early to see how much oil the Cao family could sell every day.
Still concerned about the whereabouts of the two large jars of oil, he hurried to put on his small package and left the house through the back door for garbage disposal.
This was the first time that Wu Mei walked out of the house at No. 9 Yongxing Lane. She thought that it was early today and she could act earlier, so she went to the dark alley to change her clothes, took a broken bowl, dragged a pair of worn straw sandals, and prepared to start her second career.
I originally planned to wait in ambush opposite Cao Ji Oil Mill, so I walked through the streets and alleys towards the oil mill.
But just as she turned the corner, a carriage suddenly came from nowhere, as if it was ready and waiting to hit her, and it came straight towards her. Coincidentally, a girl wearing tattered linen clothes like her passed by Wu Mei and was knocked down by the carriage together. Both of them were knocked out and fell into a pile.
Wu Mei was pressing on the girl. She saw that the girl's arms were scraped, there were large bloodstains on her knees, and blood was flowing from the linen trouser legs.
Wu Mei hurriedly supported the girl, but the girl couldn't stand up, she was bent over and swaying.
Wu Mei was about to go forward and carry the man on her back when she heard the driver cracking his whip and cursing.
"What a bastard! How dare you block my car? Get out of here!"
Wu Mei was so angry that she thought: Where did this lunatic come from? He is so arrogant.
The Wang family was once a family of third-rank officials. No matter who the master was in the mansion, they would always smile when they saw the servants. No harsh words had ever been heard. The servants in the mansion were all given due respect.
What a mess I encountered when I went out!
Wu Mei rolled up her sleeves and was about to speak when she heard a girl running over from a distance and shouting,
"Big sister, big sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you bleeding so much?"
Then he turned around and shouted to the driver,
"Why do you bully weak women? Whose servant are you? Is this how your master taught you?"
The crowd around was talking at once. Wu Mei was even more indignant when she saw this. She immediately put one hand on her waist and pointed at the driver and started to curse:
"You are a bully who only cares about looking down on others. You were born to be a slave, and you are a slave yourself, yet you look down on others. Who gave you the courage?"
The driver showed no sign of weakness, he cursed the girls in front of the carriage and waved his whip to drive them away.
The girl who came later stepped forward and immediately protected Wu Mei and her own sister. She was whipped hard and a long tear appeared on her linen clothes, revealing her inner clothes.
Wu Mei stepped forward and hugged the person to avoid being seen.
The eldest sister also went forward and hugged her sister, and they both cried together.
Wu Mei couldn't believe it and pointed at the driver:
"If you want to pay me back, that's fine. Otherwise, I'll teach you how to behave today!"
The driver said arrogantly:
"How can you teach me how to behave?"
Wu Mei thought it was ridiculous for this damn slave to look down on the poor. Wasn't he a slave? He looked down on the good people. Humph! Yes, I am also a slave. I can beat people. But if the Wang family knew about it, would they use the family law to discipline me?
Taking the risk, Wu Mei stepped forward without saying a word, and the girl behind her hugged him.
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