Da Yong and Da Cheng couldn't bear it any longer, so they stepped forward and each punched him.
The two were knocked to the ground, groaning and cursing as they crawled back up.
Da Meng and Xiao Meng each kicked them in the butt, and they dared not curse anymore.
Today we collected thirty-five taels, which is more than enough to build the house.
When Qiao Lian'er drove the carriage to order building materials, he pricked up his ears to listen to the discussions on the street, but he heard nothing.
She guessed that if there were any unusual developments, they would probably have to wait until after the autumn harvest.
She also heard the uncle say that taxes should be increased, and land rent is one of the main sources of tax revenue.
But to be honest, after the rainy season, the rice can be harvested after another ten days or so of drying. In August, every household is harvesting rice, and the houses are built by then, which is almost September.
Time was still a bit tight, but if those people arrived as quickly as possible, she would be able to avoid them in time.
Now that we have five hundred taels of silver, all the materials we need are no problem. We can save the rest of the money as capital for our future life.
As Qiao Lian'er drove the carriage, she thought that if Daze Kingdom were in danger, she would be willing to give up a portion of her wealth, but it would be impossible for her to give up all of it, because most people would not give up as much as she did. However, those people obviously wouldn't reason with her.
When supplies really run out, they'll grab whatever they can get their hands on.
How should she hide the money she has saved?
Back home, Qiao Lian'er began to work on the accounts.
In fact, everyone knows the prices of the snacks she sells at her stall, and the wholesale prices of ingredients that restaurants buy from her are also publicly available.
Judging from the number of people queuing up at her place and the number of business owners who wholesale ingredients to her, observant people can deduce how much money her family makes in a day.
She can't do anything shady here, and she can't do anything about it, because the restaurants keep records of how much food they buy wholesale. If the records don't match up, she'll be in danger.
Therefore, we can only start from one point: the cost of ingredients.
Yes, write down the cost of the ingredients, and balance it with the money earned later. It will come out to be about the same as the five hundred taels used to build the house. That way, we can get away with it.
We'll register the earlier entries first, and then register the later ones one day at a time. The ink marks from a month ago are different from those from a month later. This is why some people have been arrested for falsifying accounts on short notice.
Make a detailed record of all the mushrooms sold earlier, so that it looks authentic.
Qiao Lian'er checked with her family again to make sure she remembered everything clearly, and since she had also done some rough bookkeeping beforehand, things went relatively smoothly.
After finishing the accounts, almost half the night had passed. The men finished practicing their moves, and Qiao Lian'er then taught everyone to practice drawing.
At this moment, Song Ruier was kneeling in front of the Song family, sobbing and with tears streaming down her face.
Old Master Song held a thorny branch in his hand, and Song Ruier's back was covered in blood, her clothes torn.
Chen's face was gloomy, and she wished she could tear Song Ruier apart: "As expected, it's not that we don't love our own children. No matter how much we guard against a thief in our own family, it's hard to guard against one. You have disgraced both me and your father. You just don't care about our reputation."
"Grandma, Father and Mother, I really want to study, I really want to go to school. I will repay you ten thousand times over the money I took from home when I pass the imperial examination."
"Believe me, I will pass the exam. I'm much smarter than those idiots in the free school."
Song Ruier's face was resolute. He knew he would be beaten when the Song family returned from the county town, but he didn't regret it. If he could do it all over again, he would still do it. He would rather die than not be able to study.
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