Zhao Dashu would never admit that he made candy, even though the whole village knew it, but he would not admit it, especially not to Zhao Dawen. Who knew what evil intentions he had?
"Third brother, there's nothing wrong with admitting that we're a family. Everyone went to your house to get candy, so how come it wasn't made by you? Didn't the clan leader also say that you made the candy?" Old man Zhao betrayed Zhao Dashu without hesitation.
He really is his biological father.
"Third brother, can you really make candy?"
"I'm not making candy. Candy is controlled by the court. Big brother, please don't talk nonsense. If that happens, you and I, brothers, and all three clans will be implicated. I can make maltose. I bought brown sugar and processed it into maltose."
"Are you making money?" Zhao Dawen's eyes were shining, and he seemed to see a lot of gold and silver ingots flying towards him.
The corner of Zhao Dashu's mouth twitched. What's the point of living if he doesn't make money? Are you bored?
"Brother, how much money do you think you can make as a candy buyer? To be honest, I worked almost in vain this time and just earned a little. Seeing that the villagers had a hard time, I felt bad too, so I gave all the profits back to the village." Zhao Dashu smiled bitterly, "To be honest with you, I only earned a penny from a pound of maltose, but you have to know that the servants were bought, and although they were not paid, they had to be provided with food and drink, so when you really calculate it, I was at a loss."
But as long as the villagers in the village are doing well, I, Zhao Dashu, will be happy and satisfied. It doesn't matter if there is a small loss. We are all family. ”
Zhao Dawen and Zhao Dayong didn't believe a single word of Zhao Dashu's words. Humph, how could they not know what kind of person their brother is after having known him for decades? He talks nonsense and is the type who only does things for the benefit of the villagers? He would never work in vain for his ancestors.
"Third brother, my elder brother is not asking you for money, why do you have to hide it?"
Zhao Dashu spread his hands indifferently, "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. You can't borrow money from me. I don't help people in emergencies or in poverty. I don't make money from sugar. Big brother knows that. I have other jobs. I just want a good reputation."
"What do you want fame for?" Zhao Dawen pressed on.
"Hehehe!" Zhao Dashu rubbed his hands obscenely, "To be honest, I want to take the imperial examination. Do you think I still have hope at my age? Will I surpass you? If I pass the exam and become a scholar by accident, don't be angry! It's hard to give up on someone who is born smart. My daughter said that with my intelligence, if our father had supported me back then, I might have become an official."
"puff!"
Old man Zhao's throat is choked by the smoke again. Can the third brother still have some shame? Do you still have any shame? Why is it that you, an old man, still can't speak in a coherent way?
Zhao Dawen covered his face; it was twitching so violently that he was afraid he might have facial paralysis. Zhao Dayong turned his head, unable to bear to look. Sometimes it’s really hard to describe my third brother. Is being overconfident conceited?
Old Sun asked her third son seriously, "Really? The teacher said you are good at studying? I heard that it is difficult for scholars to study when they get older. They forget things easily when they are old. Can you recite the book?"
Zhao Dashu, whose endorsement is indeed not as good as Xiao Lei's, covered his heart, "My mother's words are too hurtful."
Zhao Dawen, who had already planned not to continue taking the imperial examinations and had no interest in studying as he got older, was also hit by an arrow.
Dazhuzi, who was abandoned by his parents because of his old age, left the main hall silently with a desolate back.
"Third brother, some things should just be said at home. Let's take it easy out there and don't make a fuss." This was the first time that Old Man Zhao gave his third son such earnest advice. When people asked him about it, he felt ashamed of himself.
"I know. I plan to make a splash and give everyone a surprise then."
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