After the meal.
Zheng Ruqian was busy. He brought two cartloads of lychees, one to the Jiang family, and the other had to be sold today.
Jiang Sheng volunteered to go along too.
Wen Zhiyun took Wang Xiaozhu to provide free medical consultations for patients, while Chang Yan continued to peruse the carpenter's manual.
Only Xu Mo stood quietly in front of the desk, staring at the Four Treasures of the Study, seemingly unable to make a decision.
Jiang Sheng belatedly realized that her elder brother seemed to have not left the house for the past two days.
Wen Zhiyun runs her own clinic, so you can go or not as you please.
However, the curriculum at the Imperial College was changed every day.
"Big brother," the little girl asked curiously, "aren't you going to class?"
Having finally won back the opportunity to retake the exam, Xu Mo can only win next year and cannot afford to lose. Given his personality, he will only work harder and will not shirk his studies.
Then it can only be...
"I don't plan to go to class," Xu Mo said in a deep voice. "There are too many people at the Imperial Academy, which can easily lead to trouble. It's better to stay home and calm down."
The Fang family will not let this go easily; the trouble will only increase.
With his abilities, he can solve any problem he encounters, but in doing so, he also wastes time.
As a smart person, Xu Mo had to think repeatedly about whether to waste time or hide and avoid the situation.
He currently leans towards the latter.
“But big brother, solving problems is also a kind of growth, isn’t it?” Jiang Sheng raised her round little face. “Every time we solve a problem, we grow up a little and learn some lessons. Many of them were taught to me by you.”
A person will encounter many troubles in their life.
You might step in dog poop, slip and fall, get hit by a horse-drawn carriage, or even be hit by a stone.
If you hide away to avoid trouble, the house might collapse and the bed might break.
People should not be afraid of trouble; they should have the courage and ability to deal with it.
The wise approach is to transform all difficulties and setbacks encountered into life experiences and sources of motivation.
“Most importantly,” Jiang Sheng blinked, “Big brother, you still have us.”
Busy Zheng Ruqian took a break and threw a disgustingly flirtatious wink.
Wen Zhiyun, who had just boarded the carriage, peeked out and waved shyly.
Even Chang Yan was smiling, holding a carving knife, his expression warm and full of strength.
Xu Mo suddenly chuckled. He never expected that the eldest brother, who had always been a role model, would be lectured by his younger siblings. But he had to admit that he had misunderstood before.
Solving problems may take time, but the growth gained in the process is something that no amount of books can provide.
Most importantly, everyone is here.
The joy of working together is incomparable to anything else.
A soul that is never alone is a pillar of strength that cannot be defeated by any difficulty.
Xu Mo let out a long breath, quickly packed up his writing materials, and got into the carriage before Wen Zhiyun left. "Let's go, to the Imperial Academy."
"Let's go, gotta get busy." Jiang Sheng cheered up too.
Two horse-drawn carriages, carrying four children, headed towards the intersection of three roads, leaving one person alone at home.
The long banquet blew up wood chips, and the five fingers covered with knife marks moved aside, revealing six neatly arranged small pieces of wood, whose shapes could be vaguely discerned.
A gust of wind blew, knocking down a piece of land.
That little human figure is gone again.
He shook his head helplessly, picked up the carving knife again, and began to sculpt earnestly.
...
At the entrance of Jiuzhenfang.
Two whole basins of lychees were kept fresh in ice, while the remaining basin was displayed in the open, looking vibrant and juicy, but no one paid any attention to it.
Jiang Sheng jumped off the carriage, heartbroken. "If we can't sell them, they'll turn red tomorrow."
Zheng Ruqian waved his folding fan without saying a word, gradually taking on the air of a great businessman.
As soon as the two entered Jiuzhenfang, Miao Zhaoying's loud voice rang out, "The boss is here! The boss has finally arrived! So many families have come to order these lychees, I don't even know who to sell them to."
Da Ya weakly read from behind, "There are the Yao family, the Qi family, the Fang family, the Zhao family, the He family, and the Zhu family. They are all famous families in Fengjing."
So the reason the lychees were displayed in a whole basin wasn't because no one wanted them, but because there were so many people wanting to buy them that they simply didn't know who to sell them to.
Jiang Sheng's eyes nearly popped out. Had Jiuzhenfang become so successful in just a few days since she last visited?
"What are you thinking? They all came from the Jiang family." Zheng Ruqian gently tapped her head with his fan. "I'm transporting the first batch of lychees, only one day later than the Liao family."
Whoever gets such a valuable item first proves both their wealth and status.
The Jiang family got three basins first, so it's normal for the other families not to be outdone.
However, we still need to carefully consider who to sell it to.
After all, there were only three pots left.
“Then the Yao family definitely needs a share.” Jiang Sheng remembered the slender and cheerful Sister Yao.
“We have to give something to the Qi family too,” Zheng Ruqian said, taking stock. “We can’t forget the Zhao family either, and we have to give something to the Dou family as well, since they all helped our elder brother in the imperial palace.”
As for the Fang and Zhu families, they were simply ignored.
This is where the importance of connections and relationships becomes apparent. Even a businessman prioritizes selling to close family members, and the amount of money sold is determined by the closeness of the relationship.
Finally, it was decided to give five jin to the Yao family, five jin to the Qi family, five jin to the Dou family, five jin to the Zhao family, two jin to the He family, and one jin to each of the other smaller families.
After the siblings finished dividing the food, Zheng Ruqian stretched and stood up. He caught a glimpse of Daya swallowing, and amusedly handed her two lychees, saying, "Eat them."
No matter how precious something is, it's still meant to be eaten.
He casually sorted and weighed the items, preparing to deliver them to each household.
Daya was flattered and gave one to her mother. She held the rest in her palm, smelling it again and again, but couldn't bear to eat it.
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