Hurrying along slowly, we finally returned to Xiping Village before dark.
Zhao Ping gave Li Shou another ten cents as carriage fare, but Li Shou sternly refused.
They are all from the same village, so it is normal to take advantage of the donkey cart to enter the city.
Moreover, Li Shou knew exactly how poor Zhao Ping's family was. Yesterday, he sold them a rabbit for a hundred coins, so how could he ask for his money.
Zhao Ping was not polite, but he had already made a plan in his heart. When he went back to make money, he would take care of Uncle Li's sons.
When she got home, Liu Mengru hurriedly greeted her.
Seeing Zhao Ping carrying large and small bags, her face didn't look very good.
"What are you doing standing still?"
Zhao Ping urged: "Hurry up and put the things in the kitchen. I'll wash up and then go cook."
"Let's eat white rice and drink broth tonight."
"My dear benefactor, how can I ask you to do such menial work as cooking? I will do the work."
Wenhui was very sensible and took the initiative to take the things from Zhao Ping and got into the kitchen.
"she is?"
Liu Mengru looked at Wen Hui's back and was dumbfounded.
She knew that Zhao Ping in the past was not humane and not close to women.
But after sleeping with Zhao Ping last night, she realized that Zhao Ping was very capable and a normal man.
I brought back a woman today.
Doesn't he want to take a concubine?
The day has just begun to look promising, but he is going to do whatever he wants. It is true that a dog cannot change his behavior and eat shit.
Zhao Ping didn't know what Liu Mengru was thinking, so he explained the matter helplessly.
"I saved her life, but she relied on me instead."
"But that's okay. With her helping us at home, you can feel more relaxed."
"And I have obtained the official documents. Starting tomorrow, we can dig up medicinal materials and sell them in the city. With one more helper, we will make money much faster."
"I believe I will be able to pay back the fifty taels of silver I owe Wang Shiren soon."
"oh."
Seeing that Zhao Ping had his own plans, Liu Mengru didn't say anything more.
It's just that a strange woman suddenly appeared in the house, and I felt a little uncomfortable.
The key is that this woman named Wenhui is pretty, has thin skin and tender flesh, and is younger than herself, which makes Liu Mengru somewhat stressed.
After rolling her eyes a few times, she had an idea.
He pulled Zhao Ping and asked in a low voice, "Ms. sir, do you want to take Wenhui as your concubine?"
"no."
Zhao Ping refuted directly.
"It's not like you don't know what's going on in our family. How can you think of taking a concubine?"
"But it doesn't sound right for her, a yellow-flowered girl, to live in our house."
Liu Mengru frowned and said, "Besides, our house only has one bed in the west room, so we can't let her sleep in the woodshed, right?"
"She is still sick. If it gets serious, how can we expect her to work?"
"That's what you said."
Zhao Ping nodded, "I'll go find the carpenter in our village later and ask him to make a new bed."
"Do you still have money?"
"There are some."
"Okay, just look at the arrangements and I'll help her cook."
"Wait a minute."
Zhao Ping stopped her and handed the package in his hand, "Here are a few feet of cloth I pulled for you. You can make some clothes to wear in your free time."
"You, you, you will buy me cloth to make new clothes?"
Liu Mengru's eyes widened and she was stunned on the spot.
"What's wrong with this?"
Zhao Ping asked.
"Isn't it just a few feet of cloth?"
"That is to say, we have no money now, otherwise I would buy you silk clothes directly."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Liu Mengru was directly moved to tears.
Lying on Zhao Ping's shoulder, he kept shaking his body.
Zhao Ping really changed his gender.
Not only does he know how to work to earn money to support his family, but he also knows how to love his wife.
Unfortunately, her hard days have finally come to an end.
Zhao Ping comforted Liu Mengru for a long time before coaxing her to peace.
Then he took out a small package and handed it to Zhao Xiaoxiao, who was standing aside and looking at him eagerly.
"This is candy for you, take it and eat it."
"Ms. sir, why did you buy her candy?"
Liu Mengru stopped immediately and grabbed the candy bag, "Candy is a snack only eaten by rich people. We are so poor, how can we afford this."
"You can go to the county town later and return the candy."
"Mom, you are unreasonable."
Zhao Xiaoxiao quit, "Dad bought you cloth to make clothes, and your face lit up with joy."
"Buy me two candies and you want to return them."
"Am I still your daughter?"
"I……"
Liu Mengru was choked.
It's not that she doesn't love Zhao Xiaoxiao because she picked her up, it's just that the family is really...
Zhao Ping, on the other hand, rubbed his daughter's little head and said with a smile: "Don't listen to your mother, her words won't work. Since I bought it for you, I will never return it."
"Take it and eat it quickly."
"Remember, don't eat so much at one time, it may cause toothache."
Zhao Ping took the candy from Liu Mengru's hand and handed it to Zhao Xiaoxiao again.
Zhao Xiaoxiao snatched it away and ran away.
I’m afraid that if I’m too slow, my mother will snatch me away again.
"Ms. sir..."
Liu Mengru wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Zhao Ping, "Mengru, I know what you are worried about."
"But how much is a bag of candies worth? It won't affect my debt repayment."
"Okay, you go look at the cloth, and I'll find a carpenter to make a bed."
After saying these words, Zhao Ping left home to find a carpenter in the village.
Xiping Village is not big, with only about 500 households in total, and the total population is less than 3,000.
But although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.
Carpenters, blacksmiths, cobblers, etc. are all available.
The carpenter lives at the east end of the village, his name is Lu Dashan, and he is a man in his late forties.
Because the family runs a small business, they have no worries about food and clothing, and are quite wealthy.
He was surprised to see Zhao Ping.
"Boy from the Zhao family, it's so late, why are you doing this to me?"
Zhao Ping smiled and said: "Uncle Lu, my family hired a long-term worker and has no place to sleep. I would like to ask you to help make a new bed."
"Making a bed?"
Lu Dashan was stunned.
"That's not cheap."
"How much? Tell me the number."
"One tael of silver."
hiss!
Zhao Ping took a breath of air, "Why is it so expensive?"
"This is because we are from the same village, so I give you a discount. If someone from another village comes to make a new bed, it will still cost one or two and a half silver."
Lu Dashan chuckled lightly, "The Zhao family boy is just a long-term worker. Does he have to make a new bed?"
"It would be much easier to just live in the woodshed."
Zhao Ping also knew that it would save trouble.
But isn’t there a little cotton-padded jacket at home?
With Zhao Xiaoxiao sleeping next to him, he didn't even have a chance to be intimate with his wife.
Holding such a beautiful wife but not being able to eat her food is as unbearable as a eunuch going to a brothel.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ping asked reluctantly, "Uncle Lu, isn't there a cheaper bed?"
"Hahaha, boy from the Zhao family, how can I still trick you?"
Lu Dashan laughed loudly, took Zhao Ping to the small workshop next to him, pointed to a brand new bed inside and said, "This is the bed the village chief ordered a few days ago. I just made it, and it cost one tael."
The implication is that even the village chief needs one tael of silver to buy a new bed. Why do you, a second-rate guy, have the right to negotiate the price?
But Zhao Ping was confused by this bed.
Is this a bed?
It is four meters wide and nearly three meters long.
On the side is a platform about three feet long, with drawers inlaid at both ends, pillars at the four corners, and wooden railings interspersed to form a corridor.
This is not a bed, this is simply a bedroom.
Three or four people can lie on it without worrying about falling.
No wonder it costs one tael of silver.
Rich people really know how to play.
But this also gave Zhao Ping the confidence to say, "Uncle Lu, I don't want this kind of bed. What I want is a simpler bed."
"How simple?"
"The four bed legs are connected with wooden stakes, with a keel in the middle and wooden boards nailed on top..."
"I'm a little confused. Do you have a diagram of the style?"
"No, but I can draw."
"Just wait a moment."
Lu Dashan yelled outside, "Axiu, bring your pen and paper over, let your brother Ping use it first."
