135 Fang Xiao Prepares Food
After picking flowers on the cliff, Fang Xiao remembered that the eldest master had asked him to prepare food.
It was early December, and Yong'an was still somewhat to the north, but there were only a few light snowfalls. Of course, it might be that he was overthinking it, and the heavy snow just came late, not absent.
There are more than 300 people in this valley alone, and normally there are at least 20,000 kilograms of food a year. Not to mention the people in other places, they have their own leaders to prepare.
There are 20,000 kilograms of grains, plus miscellaneous grains and dried vegetables, there are probably 30,000 to 40,000 kilograms. But he still decided to prepare more now and hide them in several places.
Before leaving, Fang Xiao asked Xiao Wu and Da Wu to accompany him out of the valley, and asked Master Ping An if he had any words to convey to his parents.
"Uncle Fang, are you preparing food supplies? I heard from Master that would it be convenient for you to prepare some for me? Just put it together with yours."
"Master Ping An, do you want to prepare food too? Are you preparing food for your parents?"
Ping An shook his head and said, "I will prepare some for my parents when I return to the village. The possibility of drought here is not very high, so I will prepare some first. Money will not produce any children if it is left alone. I don't have much, just a little bit of money."
Ping An pinched his little finger and gestured.
He still had less than three hundred yuan on him, so he could keep a small amount. The Chinese New Year was coming soon, and he might be able to receive some red envelopes during the Chinese New Year. The teacher said that the braised food shop should be able to receive some money by the end of the year.
Fang Xiao laughed: "Rice is now 12 cents a pound, broken rice is 8 cents, brown rice is 4 cents, flour is the same price as rice, which one do you want to buy? How much do you want?"
"Then I will buy 10,000 catties of rice, 10,000 catties of broken rice, 5,000 catties of flour, and 5,000 catties of brown rice. That's exactly 280 taels of silver, a total of 30,000 catties. Uncle Fang, please help me hide it."
"Okay, 30,000 jin is no problem. Too much will be hard to hide."
In fact, such a large medicine valley must have secret tunnels, but this cannot be told to children.
Ping An took out two hundred and eighty taels of silver and gave them to Fang Xiao. This way, apart from the two thousand taels he left with his mother, he only had nine taels of silver left.
But he felt much more at ease. It would be best if the weather was fine next year or the year after, and he could just sell the grain. It would just be a loss of some labor, but if something really happened, his family wouldn't panic. He had never thought of making money from this grain.
Ping'an quickly put the matter aside. Today, Mr. Zhou gave him a ten-day exam in the morning. It was he who proposed the ten-day exam. As a student, he must take exams, otherwise there would be no sense of urgency at all.
But in the same way, we will also test the second strongest ones. Sorry, those who fail will have to fight late into the night. Everyone is very busy during this period. Those who mainly practice martial arts will study for half a morning, and the rest of the time will be spent practicing with the big and small martial artists, as well as the other reserve guards in the valley. The difference between them and the real ones when they fight is not much.
You can't kill people, you can't seriously injure the other party, but minor injuries are okay, just apply some medicine and heal them. If you don't feel any pain, you will never be able to practice good kung fu.
Erqiang and Lin Feng were simply obsessed with it. Ping An would occasionally take Qingshi and Wu Jun to practice with them. It was really a mixture of pain and joy. It was all because of everyone's willingness.
Ten days passed in a flash, and three days later, Ping'an led a few of his men out of the valley.
At this time, Sun Sicheng had quietly completed the transfer of 40% with Zheng Qiuyang and went to the government office for notarization. He only had to wait for the Zheng family to formally sign a new agreement with the military in April.
The title deed to the Songhua Mountain Hot Spring Villa was also under Sun Sicheng's name.
For this reason, it was said that Mr. Sun and the old man were angry and actually used family rules to punish Sun Sicheng, who was 27 years old. It was also said that he was beaten very severely. He was not allowed to leave the room at all and could only sleep on his stomach.
The Sun family's original 60% of the volume was reduced to 20%. 20% was too little. For a pharmaceutical giant, they could still deliver the goods, and the small profits they made were really not worth looking up to.
Master Sun, no, the new Yuanwailang should just let it out and give up the remaining 20%. He won't ask for too much, just some subsidy will be fine.
All of a sudden, many middle-class medical families became interested, but it was of no use. Young Master Zheng defeated the Li family and several other families and took the business directly into his pocket.
The so-called subsidy was finally a two-story house in the capital. The house was not big, but the location was good, not far from Sun Sicheng's courtyard. Even such a house would cost three thousand taels.
The old man has said that this house will be transferred directly to Ping'an's name in the future.
Although a mere three thousand taels was not enough to compare with what he had paid, some things could not be calculated seriously. It could be considered as the Sun family's future coming-of-age gift to Ping An.
The business with the military camp was successfully concluded, and Sun Sicheng no longer had anything to worry about. This matter was initiated by the Zheng family from beginning to end, and even if something happened in the future, it could not be blamed on the Sun family.
The young apprentice also benefited as he now had his own house in the capital. When he came here in the future, he could live there. In any case, he had his own home in Kyoto.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, men became adults at the age of fifteen and could own their own property at the age of twelve.
Taking advantage of the good mood, Sun Sicheng mentioned to his grandfather and father that he did not want the benefits to flow into the hands of outsiders, and the benefits of course referred to peace.
As a master, he can make the decision for his apprentice, and even Ping'an's parents will have nothing to say.
The old man and Sun Yinan just looked at him quietly. The eldest son and grandson, who was the most stable in the Sun family, was a little worried about the issue of his apprentice.
Their Awu is beautiful and well-behaved. She is also the eldest daughter of the Sun family and is only six years old. Is it necessary to be so anxious?
Naturally, the matter came to nothing.
However, it also successfully aroused the interest of the old man. What kind of little boy could be so valued by his eldest grandson that he even wanted to make him his son-in-law.
It was he who decided to give the house to his children in the future, but it was also his grandson who suggested it openly and secretly.
Ping An had no idea that he would own a two-story house in the capital city in the future.
At this time, he was concentrating on taking the exam. Zhou Heng treated this exam as his final one, with many and difficult questions.
To be honest, Zhou Heng put a lot of thought into this.
A set of Ping An papers.
A set of papers by Qingshi, Wu Jun and Yuan Qing.
A set of papers for Erqiang, Lin Feng and Fang Wu.
There are three types of seven people and three levels of difficulty.
Ping'an did it smoothly and his handwriting was much more beautiful. Qingshi and the other two also did well and finished the test within an hour and a half.
The second and third strongest people were just barely acceptable. They did it, but the handwriting looked very ugly. We don’t know whether it was correct or not.
Zhou Heng spent half the night grading the papers.
The next morning, Zhou Heng praised Ping An highly and went over his papers one by one.
Among Qingshi, Wu Jun and Yuanqing, Yuanqing did the best and his handwriting was also good, second only to Ping'an. Qingshi and the other two barely passed, but it was not good enough. Zhou Heng assigned them a lot of homework.
The second and third strongest candidates passed the test, but their handwriting was not good at all. Lin Feng was slightly better.
Zhou Heng got a hint from Ping An in advance and asked them to copy the Three Character Classic, Hundred Family Names and Thousand Character Classic twice each during the holiday, and the handwriting should not be too ugly, otherwise they would have to copy it again.
Seeing Ping'an's gloomy face, Erqiang and the other two accepted it reluctantly.
The handwriting is really ugly. These days, their hearts are devoted to martial arts, and they have no time to focus on studying.
The reason why Zhou Heng assigned them so much homework was that he was not going to go back to the manor with them. He would be back in half a month, so he might as well take advantage of his free time to read more books and do some writing. Ping An agreed to this.
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