Chapter 11 Jinjiang First Release Chapter 11 Finally got the first pot of gold...

The next morning, Yu Qingfa got up at dawn. He covered his nose and carried a bucket of manure, waiting for Yu Qinglong to pass by and splash him. But he waited and waited, but Yu Qinglong didn't show up, and neither did the other people in the main house.

He waited in vain and was later scolded by his second uncle.

But he said nothing and went back into the house with a grimace on his face.

Yu Qinglong had already arrived at Doctor Mo's house. His family was worried about him going alone, so they asked his eldest brother to fetch water and take him there. As a result, he arrived at Doctor Mo's house earlier than usual.

He swept the yard as usual, and then began to study with Doctor Mo. Doctor Mo taught Liang Mo how to read and write, and taught him as well.

He and Liang Mo recited together "Man is born good"...

Liang Mo can recite half of it!

Doctor Mo started teaching him from the Three Character Classic not only because it was the first book children here read, but also because Liang Mo could recite it. When Doctor Mo was busy, Liang Mo could teach him and supervise his studies.

Outrageous.

But the fact is, he can recognize all the characters in the Three Character Classic, but he really can't recite the whole text. He can recite it, anyway, he won't be asked to recite too much in one day.

From that day on, the Mo family's courtyard often heard the voices of a large and a small child reciting the Three Character Classic. One had a childish voice, while the other had a rougher voice.

Yu Qinglong memorized a hundred Chinese characters a day, then looked in books to identify the corresponding medicine objects. Dr. Yu Xiaomo usually taught him this. As for other medical knowledge, Dr. Mo hadn't really started teaching him yet. Dr. Mo hoped that after learning a few characters, he would take notes while listening, so that he could learn them better. He agreed with this idea, so he began studying accordingly.

He comes to study every morning and leaves at noon. After lunch, he reviews what he learned and helps with household chores, like washing dirty clothes, watering the vegetables, and sweeping the yard. He's not picky about his work; he does whatever he can. When he's almost done, he starts doing handicrafts.

It was a blessing to have a carpenter in the family; the boat and windlass he made for Liang Mo were made from scraps his second brother brought home from the carpentry workshop. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to make such a delicate little gadget with just picked up branches and no processing.

One day, Yu Qingye came back from town and saw Yu Qinglong fiddling with some wooden sticks he had brought. He asked, "Little brother, why are you fiddling with these too?"

Yu Qinglong said, "Brother, I made a little thing with the wood you brought home. Is that okay?"

Yu Qingye said, "It's okay. Didn't I tell you before? These are leftovers from making larger items. They were originally meant to be used at home when they become available. Take whatever you like. My second brother brought some back this time."

The one-way trip was over twenty miles, not a short distance. Yu Qingye had actually carried the chopsticks back. But Yu Qinglong saw that many of them were indeed quite good. His second brother had also brought back a batch of new wooden chopsticks, which also looked very good. They were made of unvarnished, natural wood, environmentally friendly and healthy.

Yu Qinglong looked at it for a while, then suddenly slapped his head and said, "Look at me, I forgot something important."

He went to get the small purse that Bai Wanqiu had asked him to give to Yu Qingye: "Qiu Ge'er gave it to me. He said that when you went to town to look for him, his father covered his mouth and stopped him from speaking, so he couldn't go out to see you. He also asked you not to leave him, saying that he would wait for you no matter what."

Yu Qingye caressed the purse with great care, as carefully as if he were gently caressing his lover's face.

Yu Qinglong thought he would be very happy, but this usually very lively man just looked at the purse, neither laughing nor crying. He fumbled with it for a long time, sighed deeply, and put it away.

"Second brother is worried?"

"No." Yu Qingye said, "By the way, I heard you and Yu Qingfa had a fight on the way here. Are you seriously injured?"

"It's not serious, it's almost healed."

"That's good. Don't be afraid from now on. If anything really happens, we still have big brother and big brother to help." Yu Qingye patted his brother's shoulder, "But you must protect yourself and don't get hurt."

"Well, don't worry, second brother. I know what's going on. By the way, do you want me to find a chance to ask Brother Qiu to come over and sit for a while?"

"No, it won't be good for him if people get to know. I'll go put the things away first, you can play by yourself first."

Yu Qinglong nodded and didn't ask any more questions. But he had a hunch that something was wrong with Yu Qingye.

Yu Qingye put his dirty clothes into the washtub, then found something to eat. After eating, he sat on the stone bench in the back vegetable garden and took out the purse Bai Wanqiu had given him.

He opened it and looked inside, only to find that it contained not spices but a small handkerchief. When he unfolded it, he saw a pair of small fish playing in the water, forming a circle.

He felt as if a huge stone was pressing down on his heart. But there was honey flowing in the cracks of the stone. He felt heavy and sweet at the same time, and he was reluctant to take it away.

That day, he went to see Bai Wanqiu, and indeed, he didn't say a word to him. But before he had gone far, Bai Wanqiu's father, Bai Lishan, came over and told him he would give him another three months. If he could welcome Bai Wanqiu into his family in a respectable manner during those three months, and provide her with a sheltered place, then they would acknowledge the marriage.

Otherwise they would have to arrange another marriage for Bai Wanqiu.

He was still learning the craft from his master for three months, and it would take at least another year before he could become a master. He made very little money. It was already difficult for the workshop to provide food and shelter. If they could make some useful items to sell, they might get a few cents, but that was rare.

But if he wanted to give Bai Wanqiu a decent wedding as Bai Lishan said, he would need at least five taels of silver.

Five taels of silver, that's five thousand coins. How could he get that much money in three months? But if he didn't get it, Bai Wanqiu couldn't marry him.

If Bai Wanqiu hadn't been attracted to him, perhaps he wouldn't have felt so bad. But Bai Wanqiu also wanted to be with him. They had been engaged since childhood. He had known since he was eight that Bai Wanqiu would marry him when she grew up, and he had never considered that there could be any other possibility.

In the small firewood shed in the front yard, Yu Qinglong wanted to show Yu Qingye what he had made and ask him something, but after waiting for a long time, his second brother still didn't come back. So he took the things and went to the backyard: "Second brother, why are you sitting here in a daze?"

Yu Qingye put away the little fish handkerchief and said, "It's okay. Do you need anything from my second brother?"

Yu Qinglong said, "I want you to help me find something and see if I can take it to town and sell it."

Yu Qingye saw that his younger brother was holding something that was still moving, so he said, "Let me take a look."

Yu Qinglong made a small waterwheel using small wooden sticks.

As for the small windlass that Fang Shu wanted, he had already made it, but he had already delivered it to the Mo family yesterday morning. He was worried that if Fang Shu came early and he wasn't there, it would be bad for him to leave the money and nothing to take away. He had already made an agreement with Liang Mo, and Liang Mo remembered that he would pay and receive the goods.

Although it is not right to ask a little kid to help, there is no other way at the moment.

Yu Qinglong thought that if this "business" could be done for a long time, he would ask his master for help.

"Have you seen this kind of waterwheel?" Yu Qingye asked with a little surprise when he took the one made by his brother.

"This," Yu Qinglong paused, "I stumbled across this thing while browsing a book at my master's. I thought it was quite interesting, so I went home and tried making it. Brother, do you think it can be sold?"

"I'm afraid it's not easy," Yu Qingye said. "It's very finely made. But there aren't many people in our town, and most people either save their money or spend it on meat. Only wealthy families have the spare money to afford toys. But even if there are wealthy families, they say toys are a waste of time, so most people won't buy these. What made you suddenly want to sell this?"

"I was just thinking about whether I could do something to earn some money. I also wanted to help out a bit at home." The constant rustling of the quilt at night was enough to bother him, not to mention his ability to sleep properly. And most importantly, there was the food. Every day, it was either porridge or noodle soup. Eggs weren't something you could eat every day, let alone meat. He'd been here for over half a month and hadn't even smelled any meat.

"Maybe you could try putting some auspicious words on it."

"Auspicious words?" Yu Qinglong glanced at the item in his hand. "That's fine, but what should I write?"

"You can't write it; you have to carve it. I could do that, but I can't read, and I don't know what to carve."

He couldn't write the words they often said, such as "many children, great blessings", "live a long life", and "as blessed as the East Sea".

Yu Qinglong said, "That's easy. Tomorrow I'll ask my master to teach me. I'll bring back what he wrote, and you can carve it accordingly. It doesn't cost much. This little thing can be sold for ten cents. Isn't it just a matter of effort and time? It's not a big investment."

This was truly the fastest, low-cost, small business he could come up with. His grandparents, sympathetic to his childhood separation from his parents and his lack of parental love, enrolled him in various interest classes and constantly bought him toys. He played with them as a child, and as he grew older, he began to take them apart. He now knows the structures and how to play with many toys.

Yu Qingye was also crazy about making money, so he said, "Okay. Go ask Doctor Mo tomorrow, and then come back and I'll carve the words. As for what to engrave, you can also ask Doctor Mo."

Yu Qinglong agreed and rushed to Doctor Mo's house early the next day.

Summer was about to arrive, the days were getting brighter and brighter, the leaves on the trees were much greener than when he first arrived, and soybeans could already be seen sprouting in the fields.

Yu Qinglong casually picked up a handful of willow leaves. Thinking that today was the day when Fang Shu, the big money man, would come, his steps became much lighter than usual.

He wrapped the waterwheel in a piece of gray cloth and brought it over, thinking that Wan Fangshu would also like it, and maybe he could sell it for more money.

As a result, I heard annoying noises again on the road.

"Yu Qinglong, where are you going?"

It’s Hu Bo.

Yu Qinglong didn't bother to pay attention to this person, just made a face at him and walked past him. Hu Bo was so angry that he called him several times from behind.

Yu Qinglong didn't even turn his head and went to Doctor Mo's house to see that the ox cart was indeed there!

Yu Qinglong was extremely excited, but in fact Fang Shu was even more excited than him.

Both of them saw each other at the first moment, but did not say anything. They just smiled awkwardly and turned their heads away.

Fang Shu had spent the past five days lying on the kang, thinking only of getting the small pulley well. Today, at first light, he drove his ox cart over. The two villages were only three miles apart, not far, but his anxiety was unbearable.

In fact, he had already obtained the windlass made by Yu Qinglong. But he was in no hurry to leave. Firstly, he really needed another acupuncture treatment, and secondly, he had something he wanted to ask Yu Qinglong.

Yu Qinglong also happened to have something to ask him. However, their status meant they couldn't just chat freely in broad daylight. If things went wrong, not only would he be smeared, but his family and Dr. Mo's family would also be implicated.

Just when I was getting anxious, Mo Xiaoning came out. Yu Qinglong said, "Sister Mo, can you help me?"

Noila Mo: “You say.”

Yu Qinglong handed the cloth bag to Mo Xiaoning: "My second brother and I made a little thing, and we wanted to write some auspicious words on it. But I have only learned to read for a few days and I can't think of anything good. Can you help me ask Mr. Fang?"

Noila Mo said, "Why not? Go study with Mo'er. I'll ask for you."

Yu Qinglong nodded and looked at Fang Shu. At this time, Liang Mo came over and quietly took his hand: "Uncle Qinglong, come with me."

Yu Qinglong and Liang Mo went to the alley leading to the backyard.

There were a few chicken coops here. Liang Mo cupped his hands to his lips and whispered, "Uncle Fang put fifty coins here, saying it's for you."

Yu Qinglong took advantage of no one's attention and felt down, and there really was a purse, a heavy bag of copper coins!

He quickly tucked it into his arms, his heart pounding. He was just as nervous as he had been when he first came here.

He whispered, "Thank you, Mo'er. Next time, uncle will bring you something delicious."

Liang Moxiao said, "No need, Uncle Qinglong. Uncle Fang has already brought me some delicious food today. Look!"

He had a small wooden jar hanging around his waist, which contained oatmeal candy with sesame seeds stuck on it. It looked delicious.

Liang Mo poured out one for Yu Qinglong: "Uncle Qinglong, you eat one too."

Yu Qinglong took it and put it in his mouth without hesitation. It was so sweet that he wanted to cry.

How long has it been since I last had snacks!

Yu Qinglong patted Liang Mo's head and said, "Thank you, Mo'er. You've helped your uncle a lot."

It was time for him to think about how to better communicate with Mr. Fang in the future. He couldn't always ask a child for help, it was really a bit unreasonable.

Liang Mo then said, "By the way, Uncle Qinglong, Uncle Fang also said that if you have anything interesting, you can show it to him. If he likes something, he will buy it."

Yu Qinglong: “!!!” A living Bodhisattva!

God has eyes. A man like this should be handsome, should pass the imperial examination at a young age, and should own thousands of acres of fertile land!

Who said he wanted to kill him? Whoever dared to kill Fang Shu would be killed!

This is his God of Wealth!

Fang Shu was also very excited at this moment. The reason was simple: he loved the small waterwheel that Mo Xiaoning showed him! He wanted it too!