Chapter 4: A New Beginning

As the light of day flashed, as every household opened its doors to start a new day, the red paper that Zhoujia Rice Store had already prepared was already hanging in a conspicuous place.

Jinjiang Town is one of the most famous towns in the land under the jurisdiction of Bianliang, with more than 200 households in the town, which is more than the registered population of some lower counties, so it has fed the three rice shops in the town without dispute, but all disputes have changed since that piece of red paper.

Zhou Kang rushed to buy a little rice grain early in the morning, and went back to ask the mother-in-law at home to boil a pot of porridge, and waited for the child who had just gone to private school to get up and eat a hot porridge and then go to school.

Thinking about it like this, as soon as he walked to the door of the Zhou family's grain store, Zhou Kang found the handwriting on the red paper, but because he didn't know many words, he rubbed his confused eyes and walked into the store and asked Zhou Cao, who was in charge of the shopkeeper: "Cao, what is written on the outside of this door?" It's not a New Year's holiday, is there something happy in your store? ”

Zhou Cao raised his head and yawned and said: "You are lucky, you can get a bargain, there is a new rule in our store, and those who come first to buy grain every day can get ten buckets of low-cost grain!" ”

"What... What low-priced food? When Zhou Kang heard that there was a bargain, his eyes flashed for a moment, and then he was a little puzzled.

Zhou Cao smiled and explained, "I don't understand this? Let me tell you...... Whether you buy rice or wheat, from today onwards, the first five people in our store to buy grain every day can buy a limited amount of ten buckets of grain, and the original price will remain unchanged after that. ”

"Isn't it?" Zhou Kang thought for a moment with a look of surprise, and then asked, "It won't be to sell me the poor grain, right?" ”

"Hehe, I said Zhou Kang, you ignorant guy, can my Zhou family do this kind of business? Of course, the grain is the same, and it's not too late to weigh it as you look at it, do you buy it or not? Zhou Cao scolded with a somewhat impatient smile.

"Buy... Buy! But what's the price? I'm afraid I didn't have enough money! Zhou Kang suddenly became excited, took out his money and put it on the table and asked, "How much do you think you can buy these?" ”

Zhou Cao glanced at the copper coin on the table with sharp eyes, and then took ten yuan from it and said: "Go with Xiao Jiuzi to pick, whether it is rice and wheat, you will only be charged ten yuan and ten buckets!" ”

Zhou Kang was dumbfounded for a while, he felt like he was dreaming, he suddenly slapped himself in the face, and then grinned and smirked: "I'm not dreaming, why is this a good thing......"

While muttering disbelief, Zhou Kang swept the remaining twenty cents on the counter back into his hands, and then followed Xiao Jiuzi from the grain store to weigh ten buckets of rice, and then carried the sack on his shoulders and was about to run out of the grain store to tell his mother-in-law and a few distant relatives and neighbors.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry, wow, there's something to tell you here!" Zhou Cao shouted.

Zhou Kang's body is a new beginning in Chapter 4

Shaking, he sighed with a bitter face for a while: "I'll just say that there is no such good thing...... Shopkeeper, are you playing with me? ”

Zhou Cao smiled faintly and said, "That's not the case, I have a discussion to talk to you about, and I have something for you to sign!" ”

Zhou Kang suddenly looked at Zhou Cao with a vigilant expression, and even put down the sack, feeling a little weak in his heart.

"Such! From today on, our Zhoujia rice store will have such a batch of grain sold in the future, but those who get this grain can't get benefits in vain, right? You have to set up a constraint, and in the future, you will only buy the grain of the Zhou family...... Of course, my Zhou family has also made a rule, except for the low-cost food for five people every day, the other prices are still according to the current old price, and the price will never increase, which can be regarded as giving you a guarantee, what do you think? Zhou Cao asked solemnly.

Zhou Kang's brain was a little wooden, and he didn't ease up for a while, and only patted his head for a while and said: "As long as you don't let me pay more, of course it's good, anyway, I've been buying grain from your grain store!" ”

"That's good! You take this contract back and ask someone to take a look at it, and take it after signing it, but remember to keep the contract secret, otherwise you will have to trouble when it comes out! Zhou Cao said.

Zhou Kang still returned home with a bag of rice grain on his back in a daze, and then his mother-in-law Liu glared at him and asked casually: "Why did you buy so many at once?" I'm afraid that this month's living expenses will not be enough. ”

Zhou Kang was stunned for a moment, then took out the remaining copper coins from his pocket and threw them on the table.

There were a few copper coins jingling on the table and about to roll down, Liu quickly nervously threw the copper coins under the rough palm, and said with a little disgust: "What's wrong with you?" Didn't you just take this money with you? This grain ......"

The woman had many questions in her heart, but in this era when her husband was the sky, she could only ask questions in a proper manner, and she did not dare to speak loudly.

Zhou Kang was still messing around with his mind for a while, and then he took out the contract and put it in front of his mother-in-law, and then said it. But his mother-in-law Liu is also a person with little culture, and he was ignorant when he heard it, so he could only command his mother-in-law to boil porridge, and he hurriedly opened the door of the private school in the town to ask for advice.

Mr. Jin Jiang Town's private school is an outsider, named Song Yingcheng, not very old, less than a year old, but his body is a little weak, his face is slightly pale, after listening to Zhou Kang's narration After reading this contract, Song Yingcheng didn't say a word, and rushed out with a sack under his arm from home.

Zhou Kang looked at Mr. 's anxious figure, touched the back of his head, and muttered, "Why is Mr. so much moved?" ”

But muttering and muttering, things have not been figured out yet, he can only chase after the Cheng Cheng and follow, but while running, he still wonders that Mr. Usually does not have such a lot of physical strength to run so fast...... Chapter 4: A New Beginning

The people live on food! This sentence has become a word that kings need to remember since the pre-Qin period, and it is also a truth that kings of all dynasties need to understand when governing the world! In this land, food represents life, and everything else derived from it must have the first premise of 'survival' by chance.

Song Yingcheng is a foreign teacher, not to mention the simple house, and the income is not high, part of it has to be handed over to the yamen, so that he can continue to teach here. So as soon as he understood the contract, he rushed out to grab some cheap grain, which was very important to him!

And in fact, this is important for anyone!

At this time, Jinjiang Town happened to be shrouded in a thin and crimson morning light, and the autumn frost was cold, but people could be awake and refreshed in an instant when they pushed the door open! When Song Yingcheng went to the Zhou family's grain store, Xiaolian, the maid of the Zhao family, was already humming the same little tune and boiling lean porridge in the simple kitchen.

The little girl's body is actually budding, and the skirt that is not too thick can't hide the slightly convex arc of her chest, and she is bent over, and the skirt is close to the upturned little buttocks, which makes Zhao Ming laugh outside the door.

Xiaolian turned her head and saw Zhao Ming outside the door, she didn't feel anything, but asked suspiciously, "What does the young master laugh at when he gets up in the morning?" ”

"It's okay... I'm just laughing at your tune, it's like a kid humming, chirping! Zhao Ming said with a smile, sniffing the aroma of lean meat and porridge mixed together, and his appetite was instantaneous.

"This is what the slave listened to when he was a child, and he didn't have any other songs, young master, you go... I've heard a lot outside, and of course I don't like my tune..."The little girl said with a slight wrinkle of nose, as if she still had some grievances and grievances when she remembered the past.

"I won't go in the future......," Zhao Ming said casually, and then asked strangely: "Don't we have a toothbrush at home?" ”

Xiaolian pointed to the branch over there and said, "In the past, the young master used pig hair, but now we can only use the branch to bite and take some green salt." ”

Zhao Ming stared at the branch with some disgust, imagining the scene of poking his gums bleeding, and couldn't help but say helplessly: "Then I won't brush my teeth this morning, just rinse my mouth with water, let's go out and buy some things later, I don't think there is anything to use at home!" ”

"Young Master! I'm very curious about how you can get money from Master Zhou, but we just have a little money, so it's not good to spend it indiscriminately..."Xiaolian said softly, with a persuasive meaning between her words.

Zhao Ming smiled proudly and said, "Don't worry, young master, I will be different from today onwards!" From now on, you will follow me to be prosperous and rich! We're not bad for money! ”

After that, Zhao Ming patted his round waist and said: "Yesterday I made a deal with Master Zhou, and he gave me fifty taels of silver, we are not short of money now, and we will not lack a new beginning in Chapter 4 in the future."

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"Oh my God! Young master, are you telling the truth? Xiaolian's lovely eyes widened in surprise.

After coming back last night, the young master gave her an ingot of five taels of silver, she thought that this was all the money that the young master mysteriously got in the old man's room that week, and she would never have thought that Zhao Ming would go to the Zhou Mansion and bring back fifty taels of silver.

At this moment, she felt very clearly, as if the young master in front of her had some very different feelings, which made her feel like she was dreaming.

Zhao Ming walked over and pinched her tender cheeks and said, "I'm hungry!" When the porridge is ready, let's put it out quickly, and we will drink the porridge in the courtyard! ”

"Huh? Oh......" Xiaolian woke up like a dream, looking at the young master who had been guarding very hard before, she couldn't help but feel the urge to cry, but how dare she ruin the fun at such a time, she just touched her reddish eyes and turned around to prepare to serve porridge to the young master......

Zhao Ming raised his head and took a breath of the pure air, and suddenly chanted a very touching line from the TV series in his previous life: "The cool breeze is sexual, the autumn moon is boundless, and I ...... a loss"

"Young Master! You're sloppy again! Xiaolian listened to Zhao Ming's strange words, and walked over with a bowl of hot porridge, interrupting with some disgust.

Zhao Ming laughed, and there was something in his laughter that made Xiaolian feel at ease.

At this time, the entire Jinjiang Town finally began to become lively, and a large number of people who had just woken up in the morning were rushing to the Zhou family's grain store......

(PS: I'm still ...... Chapter 1: Exploring the Flower Lang in the Bright Moon Building!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words,

(Tianjin)