Chapter 73 The Sucker
Shang Wan exchanged glances with Lu Chengjing, raised his eyebrows and silently asked for his opinion.
Lu Chengjing was also observing Liangliang and nodded slightly to Shang Wan.
Shang Wan looked at Xiaohuan and Shitou again. They had no objections and would listen to their sister and brother-in-law.
With this, the four of them reached an agreement, and Shang Wan said to He Sizhi, "If it doesn't affect our work, you can follow me, but you have to take care of the children yourself."
He Sizhi was overjoyed and repeatedly assured him that Liangliang was well-behaved and would not run around or touch things, and that he would keep a good eye on the child.
To express his gratitude, He Sizhi recommended a brick kiln on the outskirts of Xicheng to Shang Wan. The red bricks fired there were of good quality and reasonably priced, and there were discounts for buying in bulk.
If Shang Wan and his group wanted to visit the brick kiln, he could ask his apprentice to lead the way.
"No, I know where it is."
The brick kiln is not far from the place where Shitou and Zhang Da bought tiles last time. You can find it by asking there.
After the two parties agreed on what materials were needed, Shang Wan promised to buy the materials as soon as possible and let Shitou come to pick up He Sizhi and the other three.
After leaving the He family's house, the group took a ox cart and went straight to the brick kiln. After bargaining for a long time and finally agreeing on the price, they were told that the brick kiln was not responsible for door-to-door delivery.
Shitou's face suddenly became bitter. He had to move both bricks and tiles. When would they be able to do it?
"Okay, don't look so sad." Shang Wan patted the boy's shoulder, "I have a way."
Shitou was curious: "What method?"
"Don't ask so many questions, kid." Shang Wan abruptly changed the subject. "I think we can buy an ox cart. We'll be going into the city quite a bit in the future, and we can't borrow one from the Zhang family every time, right?"
Xiao Huan said, "Sister, it will cost a lot of money to buy an ox cart."
To put it bluntly, the little wealth their family has now was only partially earned by Shang Wan and from selling jade pendants, and the rest was all taken from the Lin family.
The things that were moved back from the Lu family were good, but they all had the Lu family emblem on them. If they were sold for silver, if they were sold today, the officials would come to their door tomorrow.
Not having a legitimate business to make money is equivalent to living off one's savings.
Building a new house requires money everywhere, and Xiaohuan is really worried.
Shang Wan also knew her family's situation, and thought that if she had known this earlier, she would have won more at the casino.
However, this thought only appeared for a second before she put it behind her mind.
Although it feels good to get something for nothing, the risks are also great. In their current home, the risk resistance index is almost zero, so they cannot waste money casually.
She said, "Let's go take a look first. If it's too expensive, we won't buy it. We can rent it when we need it."
After a while, the manager of the brick kiln drafted a contract and asked Shang Wan to review it. Shang Wan could not read, so he handed it to Lu Chengjing.
After reading it carefully, Lu Chengjing pointed out two unclear parts and asked the manager to revise them.
The manager gave Lu Chengjing a dry laugh and looked at him several times, then drafted a new contract as Lu Chengjing had instructed.
Lu Chengjing looked at it carefully again, and only said after confirming that there was no problem, "You can sign it."
Shang Wan then handed the deposit to the steward and the two parties signed the contract.
The manager said, "We'll have a batch of red bricks in three days, about four thousand bricks. Just come and pick them up with the contract."
Shang Wan nodded, "Okay, I'll come back in three days."
The steward personally escorted Shang Wan and his group out the door.
Shitou took out the prepared hay and fed it to the cows. After the cows had almost finished eating, they got back on the ox cart.
"Sister, can we go directly to the carriage now?"
Shang Wan glanced at the sky and said, "Let's go take a look and buy something in the West Market."
Shitou agreed and drove the ox cart towards the city.
Yuanyuan sat in her father's arms, swaying with the ox cart for a while. Her eyelids began to droop, and she began to snore while holding the milk bottle.
Shang Wan gently took out the milk bottle and covered Yuanyuan with a cloak.
"Xiao Huan, how much goat milk is left?"
Xiaohuan shook the big bamboo tube and said, "It can probably fill up a milk jug."
Maybe it was because she hadn't had milk for several days, so as soon as Yuanyuan tasted the goat's milk, she gulped it down with all her might, drinking it like water.
The more you drink, the more you pee. If Shang Wan hadn't discovered it quickly, Lu Chengjing's clothes would have been almost wet by her urine.
Shang Wan said, "I'll buy some later."
Xiao Huan said, "Sister, we don't have any ice at home, so the goat milk won't keep."
Shang Wan said: "I have a way to save it."
Seeing that she didn't continue talking, Xiaohuan didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, if she asked, she would probably get the same answer as Shitou.
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Carriages and horses are traveling.
After sending the veterinarian out, the middle-aged man returned and sat down on the straw mat. He looked at the old ox lying on the ground, sighing with a sad face.
He spent eight taels of silver on the ox, and the custom-made ox cart cost him twelve taels of silver in total. It had only been two months, and he hadn't even made back his investment yet, so how could he be so sick that he couldn't even stand up?
Even the veterinarian can't help. Do we have to wait for the cow to die and then slaughter it and sell the meat? How much can we get from that?
The middle-aged man felt very unlucky just thinking about it, and his head was filled with worry. What should he explain to his father-in-law when he comes back?
"Boss, boss, good news!" The waiter ran in excitedly.
"Can't you see I'm annoyed?" The middle-aged man glared at him, as if he would beat him up if the guy reported false information.
"Boss, this is really good news. Four customers came to buy ox carts from us. They said it doesn't matter if the ox is old or the cart is worn out."
The middle-aged man frowned and said, "I don't have any ox carts to sell..."
He paused, his gaze fell on the old ox, his eyes suddenly brightened, and the clouds of worry on his head dissipated.
The waiter grinned so hard that his mouth almost reached his ears. "Boss, tell me if this is good news, right?"
"Not bad, I won't beat you up." The middle-aged man's brows relaxed, he stood up, brushed off the grass debris on his butt, and said to the waiter, "Hurry and bring the guests over."
The clerk glanced at the old ox still lying there and said hesitantly, "Boss, why don't we find a way to get the ox to stand up first? Otherwise, if the customer sees that it's sick, he won't buy it no matter how cheap it is."
"What sick cow? This is clearly a healthy cow in its prime. It just has a leg injury. It will be able to stand up in two days." The middle-aged man said confidently, "If they can't stand up after buying it, it means the injury has worsened and they haven't healed it well. What does this have to do with us?"
Buddy: “…”
"At most, I'll give them a discount." The middle-aged man calculated in his mind, determined to rip off the suckers who came to his door.
Seeing the waiter standing still, the middle-aged man kicked him, but the waiter dodged skillfully and quickly went to invite the person in.
The ones who came to buy the ox cart were Shang Wan and his group.
The waiter introduced: "Sir, this is the owner of our carriage and horse business."
Shang Wan looked at the middle-aged man. He had a decent appearance, but there was a bit of a bandit look between his eyebrows and his eyes were rolling around. It was obvious that he was not an honest man.
The middle-aged man was also looking at Shang Wan and the other three, his eyes focused on the wheelchair in which Lu Chengjing was sitting.
These days, poor people can’t afford wheelchairs.
He immediately became more certain that the four people were being taken advantage of, and felt that he would be letting himself down if he didn't make a killing from them.
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(End of this chapter)
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