Chapter 257 House Thief
"Sir, you have a good eye. These two people have signed a death contract, so you can use it with confidence. We originally sold Chengzhang for two taels of silver, and Da Meng for three taels of silver. If you buy together, I will charge you four and a half taels."
The dentist is very good at doing business.
He raised the value of each of them by half an ounce, then pretended to be a good person and erased the other half ounce.
In the end, he earned an extra half ounce of silver.
Unfortunately, Zhang Jinlan, who had never bought a servant before, had no experience at all.
She thought she had gotten a great deal and didn't even bargain.
Just nodded.
When I go home.
There were two more people on the ox cart.
It’s Dameng and Zhang Cheng.
Because I had to go through the Ming Road with the dental clinic, I wasted some time.
The death contract has been obtained, and Zhang Jinlan hid it carefully.
She stuffed it into her shoes, one for each foot. No one could find it, nor did they want to.
At this moment, the sun in the west was about to set, and I was afraid that it would be dark by the time the ox cart was halfway there.
Jiang Fubao sat in his mother's arms.
She looked across from time to time.
The two seemed a little reserved.
"Your name is Da Meng? What's your last name?" On the way, Zhang Jinlan was bored and took the initiative to ask.
"I have no surname." Da Meng didn't want to be a slave with a surname, so he simply gave up on having a surname.
When he spoke, he did not dare to raise his head, because his yamen had taught them that servants should not look their masters directly in the eye.
So he buried his head very low.
"No surname? Then let's use Jiang. From now on, you will be called Jiang Meng. Our village is also called Jiangjia Village. Most people in our village have the surname Jiang. When you return to the village, you can temporarily live in the empty room in my house. When the wooden house next to it is built, you can move in."
Zhang Jinlan casually gave him a surname and arranged their accommodation.
It is an honor to be given a surname by the master.
Jiang Meng's face was filled with joy and he quickly knelt on the ox cart.
I wanted to kowtow, but the ox cart was too small.
There are feet everywhere.
You can't just knock on the master's feet.
He doesn't mind the smell, but if his head hits his master's foot, it will be a disaster.
He could only kneel down to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, Madam, for giving me your surname—"
Zhang Cheng standing aside had a look of envy in his eyes.
Jiang Fubao saw it clearly and saw that he looked lonely, so he took the initiative to remind grandma: "Grandma, are you only giving a surname to one person? Why not give it to him as well?" After saying this, he pointed to the charter.
"Yes, yes, yes, our Fubao is right. If I want to give it to you, then I will give it all to you. From now on...you can be called Jiang Cheng."
As Zhang Jinlan finished speaking, Jiang Cheng also knelt on the ground to express his gratitude, just like Jiang Meng did.
The two of them knelt facing each other, and if you didn't know better you would think they were a couple bowing to each other.
Jiang Fubao sucked the soft flesh in his mouth tightly and managed to hold back his laughter.
On the narrow path that was neither wide nor narrow, Niu Niu grunted as he pulled the wooden cart forward.
Because it was full of people, the wooden cart, unable to bear the weight, made a creaking sound that blended in perfectly with the chirping of cicadas in the woods on the left.
The town at that time.
Wanzhen was busy for the whole afternoon and visited seven or eight shops, but was not satisfied with any of them.
Her legs were shaking with fatigue.
Those shops are either too remote or too expensive.
She didn't like any of them.
Back home.
Discussed with Bai Qianshan for a long time.
Only then did I decide to buy the shop on Wanlu Street.
"We still have eighty taels. If we spend sixty taels to buy it, we will still have twenty taels left. We will not touch these twenty taels, in case something unexpected happens in the future and we need money, we will not be able to take it out. The rent of the shop on Wanlu Street is very low. I asked the broker, and the rent of the shop we bought is only half a tael a month.
It would be hard to make a living just by relying on half an ounce of rice. So, you and Jizu should find a job in your spare time. I don't expect you to carry the grain bags. See if you can do a small business with no capital and earn enough to eat and drink. That will be enough."
In the bedroom.
Bai Qianshan was sitting beside the bed, while Wan Zhen was lying on the ground.
As she spoke, she took out the wooden box.
However.
Just as she picked up the wooden box.
She was completely stunned.
"Why so light? Not good!"
Wan Zhen quickly placed the wooden box on the bed and opened it, finding nothing inside.
Not to mention silver, there wasn't even a single mouse hair.
"Where's the silver? Where's my silver? Oh no, there's a thief, there's a thief! Quick, report it to the police, there's a thief in our house! Quick, report it to the police!!"
Wan Zhen's face turned pale, and the red bloodshot in her eyes seemed to appear in an instant. When she spoke, her lips and hands shook violently.
"Don't worry, don't report it to the authorities. Wait for Jizu to come back and ask him first. If it's not him, it won't be too late for us to report it to the authorities later."
No one knows a son better than his father.
The first person Bai Qianshan suspected was his own son.
If you report it to the police immediately, the police will definitely come to investigate.
If they find out that he is really his son, it will be a joke. Even if they don't pursue the matter, the officials will not let Jizu go.
Countless children died before the age of seven, before their grandchildren grew up.
Bai Qianshan didn't dare to take the risk because he only had this one son.
If something goes wrong, the Bai family will be extinct.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could it be possible that Jizu stole it? Even if he is a jerk in his daily life, it is impossible for him to steal money."
Wan Zhene glared at Bai Qianshan fiercely.
She protected Bai Jizu as if she were possessed by a loving mother.
"Humph, didn't he steal enough? How many times have we cleaned up his mess? Have you forgotten? If it weren't for him, our family wouldn't be living like this now? All the shops and fields have been sold, and we only have this house left. What are we going to do in the future?"
Bai Qianshan held his head in his hands, his face full of worry.
"No, no, it couldn't be Ji Zu. Although he stole my jewelry and took my purse, this is eighty taels, a full eighty taels. This is the last of our money. How could he have the heart to steal all the money that helped us turn our fortunes around? No, it couldn't be him. It's absolutely impossible."
Although Wan Zhen said he didn't believe it.
But thinking back on what her son had done in the past, she had to believe it.
The couple sat in the room, ignoring each other.
There was a look of despair on their faces.
At this time, Bai Jizu was drinking wine and holding Mei'er in his arms while listening to her singing a little song.
It was such a great time.
As for his parents, wife and children at home, he had long forgotten them.
"Husband, don't leave tomorrow, okay? Mei'er wants to stay with you for another day, so please don't leave. Are you willing to abandon Mei'er and give her to someone else?"
Mei'er had tears in her eyes as she spoke. She pouted her lips slightly and stroked Bai Jizu's cheek with her index finger.
After a day and a night of getting along, she had seen it clearly.
Bai Jizu had exactly twenty taels of silver left.
The brothel business has been bad recently.
She didn't even mind eating this kind of small shrimp.
If she could earn more money, she could redeem herself and leave here sooner.
"No, I have something to do tomorrow. Don't worry, I will come to see you often. If I'm lucky, I might come again tomorrow night."