Chapter 130: No Long-term Considerations, Short-term Worries



"Grandma, not everyone who cries is right."

Wang Xingren said: "If whoever cries is right, then what is the use of laws and family rules? If anyone does something wrong, all he needs to do is cry."

"How come you don't know how to be gentle and considerate to women?"

Old Madam Yang was also very angry. Why was her eldest grandson such a straight man?

"Grandfather, grandmother, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I still have some important things to do."

Lord Yang Wang asked, "Xingren, are you really planning to do business in the future?"

Wang Xingren did not answer immediately, but spoke after a while, "Grandfather, how about we go outside to talk? I have something to say."

"Okay, let's go for a walk in the yard." Old Lord Wang stood up and Wang Xingren hurried forward to support him.

Li He was unhappy again. Was there something he didn't want her to hear?

But this time she didn't dare show it.

When they arrived at the courtyard, Wang Xingren said, "Grandfather, you once fought with the late emperor and made great contributions, so the late emperor granted you the hereditary title of marquis.

Now my father has inherited the title and holds a military post. This is the third generation for my grandson. Our Wang family has been prosperous for decades, long enough, and we should keep a low profile in the future.

If Xingyao likes to read, then let him read. It's not a big problem. But if his grandson can't read, he won't be able to hold any position in the future, and can only be an idle marquis.

There is also the phenomenon that ministers in the court are basically intermarried with each other, which will also make the emperor wary and suspicious.

Therefore, my grandson will not marry the daughter of an official in the court in the future, and plans to marry a girl from an ordinary family.

If possible, my grandson would like to move to a remote place far away from the capital."

When Lord Wang heard Wang Xingren's words, he was deeply touched.

In fact, he was also worried about these issues. Although Emperor Yongxing seemed to trust the Wang family, who could tell the emperor's heart?

Even if Emperor Yongxing truly trusts the Wang family, what about the next generation?

Without long-term planning, there will be immediate worries. Who can guarantee that the next emperor will still have complete trust in the Wang family?

By the time the emperor becomes suspicious, it will be too late...

Old Lord Wang was very pleased. He didn't expect that his eldest grandson, who seemed to be idle and not studying hard, actually thought so deeply.

He said, how could his grandson be just an ordinary person.

Lord Wang nodded and said, "Okay, do as you wish. Grandfather supports you."

"Thank you for your understanding, Grandfather!"

Wang Xingren went on to say: “Grandfather, don’t worry, your grandson will not let the Wang family fall.

Although everyone looks down on merchants, who can live without them?

Merchants bring huge profits to the imperial court every year. Which major family doesn’t have business?

The grandson's plan is to donate a portion of the money he earns in the future to the court every year or directly to the emperor's treasury.

This will not only make the emperor feel at ease about our Wang family, but also prevent the emperor from forgetting our Wang family.

From now on, our Wang family will not be involved in government affairs, and ordinary people will not dare to do anything to the Wang family. Because our Wang family is making money for the emperor. "

The more Lord Wang listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he laughed out loud, "Haha...haha..., good! Great! Grandfather will be relieved that our Wang family will have our grandson to support us in the future!"

Lord Wang patted Wang Xingren on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead and do it. If you need any help, just ask Grandfather."

Wang Xingren chuckled and said, "Grandfather, I really need your help."

Lord Wang smiled and said, "You kid, you actually have a condom for your grandfather."

"Tell me, what do you need Grandfather to do for you?"

Wang Xingren said, "It's not a big deal. My grandson wants to expand the business to other places. But we don't have enough manpower. We need reliable people."

Lord Wang asked, "Is it your braised meat business? This business is not profitable, right?"

Wang Xingren said, "Grandfather, don't underestimate this braised meat business.

Food is the most important thing for people. Braised meat is not considered a good thing, but most people in this world are just ordinary people. Why do they need so many good things?

This braised meat is neither expensive nor cheap, but the profit is still considerable.

My grandson earned two thousand taels last month, and that’s just the beginning, and he’s only doing it in the capital.

If my grandson expands his business to various prefectures, he will earn a lot of money every month.

This is my grandson’s first serious business venture, and he wants to learn from it.”

Lord Wang asked, "How many people do you need?"

Wang Xingren said, "Thirty to fifty people will definitely want it."

Lord Wang said, "You go first, I'll send someone to find you later."

Wang Xingren quickly added, "We also need some silver."

Lord Wang waved his hand and said, "Go ask your mother for it later. I'll tell her."

"Thank you, grandfather! I'll take my leave now!" Wang Xingren ran away happily.

Old Lord Wang looked at Wang Xingren running away, with a relieved smile on his face and eyes.

Wang Xingren returned to the yard where the braised meat was being made. By then, the manager had already bought the star anise and peppercorns that Zhang Dahua had ordered.

The steward said to Wang Xingren with a guilty look on his face: "I didn't know that star anise and Sichuan peppercorns are different. I was negligent."

Zhang Dahua interceded for the steward, saying, "This can't be entirely blamed on the steward, the prescription probably didn't state it clearly.

The star anise and peppercorns the uncle bought are not the same, they just taste different, so the proportions should be changed.”

Wang Xingren waved his hand and said, "It's okay, as long as we find the reason. From now on, just buy the spices that Miss Zhang requested."

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