Chapter 27 Wan Changsheng Gets a Pass
The mule cart arrived at the gate of Baicaotang, and Sun Sicheng quickly took them to the backyard.
"Is this your second strongest cousin? Well, not bad, quite energetic."
Sun Sicheng went to the inner room and came out soon with two purses, one blue and one green.
"Ping An, since you have decided to come here, you will be my apprentice in the future. I will give you a red envelope first. When we arrive in the capital, I will hold a small apprentice banquet for you." As he said this, he took off the jade pendant hanging from his waist and said, "This is also for you. Don't lose it."
This jade pendant is of high quality and he has been wearing it for several years.
The gift you give to your apprentice for the first time has different meaning, so it’s better to give a better one.
Come visit your parents safely.
Wan Changsheng said, "My Lord, you cannot accept the jade pendant. Let Ping An accept the red envelope instead."
"Take it, take it. This is the first gift that Master gives you."
Ping'an knelt on his knees, bowed deeply, and then took the purse and jade pendant with both hands.
"Erqiang, this is yours. Learn skills well in the future. I don't keep people who don't want to make progress here. Also, learn more from Jixiang and Ruyi. Watch and learn more. Don't tell outsiders about Ping'an or Baicaotang casually."
Er Qiang also knelt down with a plop and kowtowed: "Master, I understand."
"Get up, this is a red envelope for you. For now, your monthly salary is 500 wen, which will be paid in the middle of each month. If you do well, you will get a reward at the end of the year."
Erqiang took the green purse with both hands, and his heart began to beat fast.
The purse feels heavy and a little oppressive, but it doesn't feel like copper coins or small change when I touch it. My God, how much is this?
The purse was also smooth and had a nice green color. It was also the first real purse in his life.
He also brought his own, but it was just a piece of old cloth sewn by his mother with a hundred copper coins inside, which was given by his grandfather at his request.
"Brother Wan, you can't leave today. I'll ask Jixiang to take you to get a travel permit. After that, he'll take you directly to the inn. You can go out for a walk in the streets if you have nothing to do in the afternoon. We'll have dinner together."
"Okay, thank you, Master."
"Brother Wan, sister-in-law, Ping An is my disciple. We will be relatives in the future. Please be casual."
"Jixiang, come in." Sun Sicheng looked at Jixiang who came in, "Take them to get the pass now, and then send them to Yingbin Inn. Order dinner in advance, I will go there to eat in the evening, and then stay there. Tell Ruyi to prepare to set off tomorrow."
"Yes, my Lord."
With the help of an acquaintance, a travel permit can be obtained quickly. The travel permit of the Great Zhou Dynasty is valid for up to three years and can be renewed after three years.
Jixiang took them directly to the inn, booked three superior rooms and one medium room, and ordered lunch and dinner.
Only then did he go back to report to the eldest master.
Erqiang looked at such a nice room and didn't know where to start.
"Oh my god, do we still need wooden planks to cover the floor? What a waste, what a waste. Ping An, are we the only ones staying here at night? Oh, half the size will be enough, why do we need an outer room?"
Ping'an ignored him and just let him mutter.
This is a suite, with the outer room for entertaining guests and the inner room for sleeping. There is also a washroom and toilet.
"Ping An, I just overheard that a good-quality room like this costs 300 wen a night. My father is a laborer and has to work from dawn to dusk for ten days. The prices in the city are too high."
The eleven-year-old Erqiang was tall and thin, and Ping'an even suspected that his thin neck might be able to support that big head.
"Second cousin, don't you even take a look at the red envelope?"
"Red envelope? Oh, oh, I forgot." Erqiang opened his purse in a hurry and was stunned.
After a while.
"Ping An, guess how much? God, your master gave me a wife and silver directly."
He took out two silver ingots weighing five taels from his purse. They were shiny and heavy.
"In the countryside, marrying a wife costs only seven or eight taels, and at best ten taels. It's safe. I'm going to take it back to help my eldest brother get married." After a pause, he added, "I'll put it with my aunt first. I'm afraid I'll lose so much silver."
Ping'an fell on the kang and looked at his possessions, which also contained two five-liang silver ingots and four fifty-liang silver notes.
The gift given by this master was quite a big one.
That jade pendant alone is worth a lot.
He hid the things in his cloth bag. This time when he went out, he drew a picture and asked his mother to make him a backpack so that it would be convenient for him to carry things when going out.
Erqiang ran to his aunt's house next door. He felt uneasy with the money. He would be anxious when going downstairs to eat, and it was difficult to hide it even in his single shirt.
Ping'an thought it was almost lunch time, so he went out calmly. He would give the money to his parents, but he still had to think about how much.
Adding the money earned before, it would be two hundred and thirty-eight taels, enough to buy an average house in the county town.
Erqiang was reluctantly handing his red envelope to his aunt.
Ping An said, "I'll get some back later."
Wan Changsheng said, "Ping An, you can keep the red envelope yourself in the future, or give it to your mother to help hide it. We don't want your money."
Erqiang felt a little envious. He didn't have to hand in the red envelope? Was it considered private money? Ping An had such a good thing?
However, he never asked Ping An how much the red envelope was. It was not his place to ask.
The reason they followed him out was to take care of Ping An. He was his boss, and none of the servants asked him how much silver he had.
The lunch was auspicious, with three dishes, one soup and a bowl of rice for four people.
"Eat." Wan Changsheng picked up a piece of braised pork for his son, and picked up another piece for Erqiang, "Eat more, it will be useless if you don't finish these."
"Potter?" Erqiang widened his eyes. When his aunt and the others stopped eating, he would finish all the food and the food would go into his own stomach.
Ping'an and his mother had a good meal at the Wan family these days, but they were not greedy.
Mei Niang felt sorry for her husband. She always put the good food at home into her and her mother's bowls, and she picked up the chopsticks and put a lot of meat dishes into his bowl.
The couple looked at each other and smiled.
Ping An thought to himself that this marriage was still a pairing. Regardless of whether the man would be alive or not, his mother had done what she should do. It didn't make sense for her to remain a widow at such a young age.
"Let's go for a walk this afternoon. You two can go together. Erqiang doesn't have any clothes to wear yet. It's too late to make one now. Let's buy one first."
"Auntie, can you just use my money?"
Mei Niang smiled and said, "I am your aunt, can't I buy you a new set of clothes? In the past few years, our family was in financial difficulty, so we couldn't buy you clothes or a pair of shoes. If there is not enough left, I will buy cloth to make a backpack for Ping An, and Er Qiang will also make one for you."
"Mom, I won't go. I want to stay in my room and read a book. If the master asks me, I won't be able to answer."
Mei Niang nodded quickly. Learning things is a serious matter, while wandering around the streets is just doing nothing.
In the evening, Ping An took out ten taels of silver and gave it to his mother. "Mom, these are for the family. I want to save some to buy a house for the family in the future. I won't give it to you for now."
Mei Niang took it with a smile. She accepted whatever her son gave her and would not accept it if not given to her.
My husband has already promised his son that he doesn't have to hand over the red envelopes in the future. Handing over is one thing, and giving is another.
I don't know how much his master gave him. Was it sixty taels? Eighty taels?
After giving me the jade pendant, you shouldn’t give me so much silver, right?
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