Looking at the purse that Xue Huan handed over, Old Man Zhao didn't take it. There were a lot of debris on his hands, and he didn't want to dirty the silk purse.
He washed his hands and wiped them dry with a towel until there was no dirt on his hands before he took it.
The purse felt heavy in my hand.
Eighteen taels of silver. Xue Huan didn't touch the ten-tael silver note. As for the remaining eight taels, five taels of silver coins and three taels of copper coins were exchanged. One tael of silver is one thousand coins. How could it not weigh anything if it was strung together in one hand?
Father Tang poured it out and counted it three times, still in disbelief. "Eighteen taels... That bag, didn't it sell, sold..."
He didn't quite understand for a moment.
Xue Huan replied, "Thirty taels."
Old Man Tang's pupils trembled. Thirty taels, the children in his family could not spend this much money in a whole year.
And now, a bag that he made in just one day was sold for thirty taels!
Old Man Tang was speechless for a long time.
The money was too easy to make, which made him feel unreal.
Xue Huan: "Now that you can make money, buy more meat for the children. I'll come back another day."
Old Man Tang did not try to persuade him to stay. Now his mind was still confused and he needed to calm down.
He sat back and continued with the bamboo weaving work in his hands. As the bamboo weaving in his hands took shape bit by bit, his mood gradually calmed down.
In the evening, the older children who had gone out to work came back one after another. As soon as they entered the yard, they smelled the aroma of meat.
"Old man, did you buy meat?" Ping'an asked in surprise.
Just then, Sannier brought out the prepared dishes: a bowl of braised pork, a large bowl of stewed meat with radish, and a plate of stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots.
Oh, it’s all meat!
The eyes of several hungry teenagers suddenly lit up and they stared at the meat.
Father Tang stood up and patted the crumbs on his pants. "What are you looking at? Go wash your hands."
"Okay!"
After washing their hands, the teenagers did not start eating in a hurry. Instead, they helped Sannier serve and mix rice for the younger children.
After preparing the meals for the little ones, Daddy Tang and the older children started eating.
It was eaten up in no time.
After the meal, Sanni'er and another girl cleaned the table quickly.
Ping An held his bloated stomach and asked, "Old man, are you hiding some private money from us?"
Father Tang slapped him with a chestnut, "Hide your ass! The money for eating meat is earned by me, an old man."
"Is it true? How did you make money? Tell us quickly." Ping An looked like he was listening attentively.
The little baby in the cradle next to him woke up at this time, and Ping An skillfully took him out and helped him pee.
Old Man Tang told about his cooperation with Zhao Xiaoxian.
The reason why he didn't say it before was that he was not sure. Now that he has made money, there is no need to hide it.
But he also reminded us: "We just need to keep this matter to ourselves. Don't talk about it outside."
Ping An: "Do you even need to tell me that? I'll make sure I keep my mouth shut when I get out. Otherwise, what if I attract thieves? I'm still thinking about eating meat every day."
Father Tang glared at him and said, "Just thinking about eating."
Ping An approached with a playful smile, "Hey, what else can you think about if not eating? Old man, can you tell us how much money you make from making these buns?"
Father Tang didn't say anything, "Why do you care how much I earn? I won't let you go hungry anymore. Not to mention eating meat every meal, but at least eating meat every three to five days shouldn't be a problem."
It’s not that I don’t trust the children I raised, but I’m afraid of scaring them, or that they might accidentally let something slip outside and get into trouble.
Seeing that he really didn't intend to tell him, Ping An stopped asking.
"You can eat meat once every three to five days, old man. It seems you are really rich."
Ping An put the well-fed baby back into the cradle and stepped on the pedal, causing the cradle to rock rhythmically.
Father Tang said, "Starting tomorrow, you don't have to go out and look for work. Just stay home and help me chop bamboo."
Ping An: “Okay!”
Since he could work at home, he certainly didn't want to go out. The most he could do outside was run errands for others. At the end of the day, he would be hungry and would not earn much money.
*
"Miss Zhao, this is the place." Peng Yaren jumped off the shaft of the carriage and said to Xue Huan who got out of the carriage.
In front of them stood a large forest with a terrifying name: the Weeping Ghost Forest. It was said that every night, the sounds of ghosts and wolves howling could be heard from the forest.
Of course, these are just legends, and no one has ever really seen a ghost.
However, this place does have a kind of eerie feeling, and there is a faint sour smell in the air.
Why did Xue Huan follow the broker here?
Because she wanted to buy land and build a school to solve the problem of orphans going to school, and at the same time teach them various skills to make a living, such as needlework, cooking, arithmetic, martial arts, etc.
To build a school, the area naturally cannot be small. Xue Huan found Peng Yaren, whom she had dealt with several times before, and asked him if there was any land for sale in Fengchi County.
Of course there were, and there were several places. Peng Ya took Xue Huan to see them one by one.
The Ghost Forest we are in now is the last one.
The previous locations were still too small, and because they were located in the city, the prices were really not cheap. Xue Huan scanned this Ghost Weeping Forest with her spiritual sense. It was a large area, but it was relatively desolate and the location was relatively remote.
We're out of the city.
However, if you want to build a school, it doesn’t matter if the location is a little off the beaten track.
"Come on, take me to see it." Xue Huan walked towards the woods.
From the outside, the Ghost Forest doesn't look dense, but for some reason, as soon as you step inside, the light around you becomes several degrees darker and it becomes much colder.
As a cultivator, Xue Huan felt a strong yin energy here.
Could there really be ghosts hiding in this forest?
In order to promote the Ghost Weeping Forest, the Pengya people naturally had to vigorously boast about its benefits: "Miss Zhao, although this forest is a bit desolate, the area is large enough. Wouldn't it be perfect to build an academy? When the academy is built, the more people there are, the more vendors and merchants will naturally come here to do business. It will definitely become bustling in no time.
"And, most importantly, the land here is cheap. If you really want it, you don't even need to measure it. Five hundred taels of silver will give you the title deed."
Xue Huan didn't say anything, and her spiritual awareness continued to spread outward.
At this moment, she suddenly exclaimed.
The Pengya people couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Xue Huan: "There seems to be someone in front."
When she probed over with her spiritual sense just now, she found someone squatting there, picking up something from the ground and looking at it closely. It was Guan Yue.
Hearing the footsteps, Guan Yue stood up and turned around, and was a little surprised to see Xue Huan and her group.
Although Guan Yue had never dealt with Zhao Xiaoxian, the owner of Zhao Ji, he had heard a lot about her.
Xue Huan stepped forward and greeted him, "Master Guan."
Guan Yue nodded at her: "Why is Miss Zhao here?"
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