Xie Ronglan still wanted to drag it out until the city gate was closed, so that she could stay.
Unfortunately, her clothes had been changed a long time ago, and there were no things of hers here, so there was nothing to pack. She wanted to delay but couldn't find an excuse.
In the end, Xie Ronglan reluctantly followed her third uncle back, but her face was sullen all the way, and no one knew what she was thinking.
As for Liu Lao Er and Xie Lao San in front, they would not look at this niece at all. Liu Lao Er did it to avoid suspicion, while Xie Lao San simply did not care about this niece.
Cheng Jingzhou had no impression of Xie Ronglan, let alone like or dislike him.
"Brother Jingzhou, do you think my father has moved to another place now? Will they encounter any difficulties?"
Cheng Jingzhou knew who Xie Xiuwen was traveling with, so he was not worried at all about his prospective father-in-law's schedule.
It's just that there are some things that he can't say to others, even Guobao, and he can't say them all.
"Don't worry. My uncle is traveling with a few fellow apprentices and has brought enough money with him. Nothing will happen. Come over and take a look at this calligraphy post. If there is no problem, you can practice according to this in the future."
Xie Rongzhao glanced at it curiously: "It's so beautiful, even better than my mother-in-law's handwriting. Who wrote this?"
"This is written by my mother. You are young now, and you cannot write characters that require too much writing strength. After a few years, when you have mastered the writing skills, I will help you change the calligraphy stickers of other female gentlemen."
Xie Rongzhao raised his eyebrows, somewhat unbelievable.
"Auntie actually got calligraphy stickers specially for me?"
Cheng Jingzhou touched her head: "My mother is willing to teach you because she likes you. Others don't have this opportunity."
Xie Rongzhao thought so.
Mrs. Cheng comes from a well-known family, and it is very difficult for the sisters of the Cheng family to ask for her name.
"Brother Jingzhou, do you have a shop or other properties in your name?"
Cheng Jingzhou thought about it seriously, "I don't have one to my name, but my mother asked me to run two shops in my spare time to train me. Scholars can't really regard gold and silver as dirt. If this is the case, then we Where did the Four Treasures of the Study come from?"
This makes sense.
"Then what store is Brother Jingzhou responsible for taking care of?"
Cheng Jingzhou smiled: "I don't take care of it. How can I know that? I just try to look at the accounts. Every month, the shopkeeper will come and report to me. I mainly use the arithmetic I have learned to look at the accounts. Is there any problem above the head? The specific affairs of the shop are all under the control of the people below."
Xie Rongzhao thought so. After all, he was going to take the scientific examination, so he definitely couldn't be too concerned about this kind of thing.
"Then brother Jingzhou knows what these two shops are doing, right?"
"Well, I know that. One shop is now engaged in cloth business, and the other shop is a grain store. The income of the two shops is Brother Shang. Is Gubao short of money?"
Cheng Jingzhou knew that Xiaoguaibao had always wanted to make more money so that her father could study and take exams.
Although it sounds unreliable, it is not easy for her to have such a childlike heart.
When Xie Rongzhao heard about the livelihood of these two stores, his eyes instantly dimmed again.
She doesn't know many things, and in the cloth business, she mainly relies on buying and selling to earn the price difference.
There are many weaver girls here. Some families weave coarse cloth themselves and exchange it for money and food in the countryside; others weave fine cloth and supply it to some salesmen or cloth shops.
Xie Rongzhao doesn't know how to weave, and as far as her current female celebrity is concerned, she doesn't have much to think about when it comes to cloth.
Seeing her sudden silence, Cheng Jingzhou thought she was really short of money, so he quickly coaxed: "Don't be afraid, my dear, I will give you as much money as you need."
Xie Rongzhao shook his head, leaned down on the table, rested his chin on the back of his hand, and said with a frustrated look: "I don't want it. I want to make money to support my family."
Cheng Jingzhou smiled, this little girl is really persistent in making money.
Immediately, his face darkened again, which showed how harsh the Xie family was in treating the second roommate. Otherwise, a child would not be so concerned about money matters.
Xie Rongzhao was eager to make money, not just to support his father's scientific examination.
She was thinking longer term.
If Dad is lucky enough to win the Jinshi in the future, he will have to participate in the selection process, which will delay him for another two years.
Of course, he should have had a salary during the past two years, but with that salary, if he could make a living in Xiejiazhuang, he might not even be able to rent a house in the capital.
The Dazhi Dynasty treated officials well.
Generally speaking, the Ministry of Industry will arrange a place to live, but there are many people waiting for the Ministry of Industry to arrange accommodation. If you don't give me some benefits, can you be given priority?
Also, even if you don’t have to pay rent, what about the corresponding food and clothing expenses?
When you arrive in the capital, you have to spend money everywhere.
At the very least, there must be carriages at the upper and lower offices, right?
What about the coachman? Where's the boy running errands? Where's the concierge?
Xie Rongzhao now really has the body of a six-year-old, but he has the heart of a sixty-year-old.
"Brother Jingzhou, can you take me to the shop? I'm so smart. Maybe if I go and have a look, I can come up with ideas to make money."
Cheng Jingzhou laughed, she was quite confident.
"Well, I'll take you to see it when I have time."
Xie Rongzhao was not in a hurry. She tried to think back. Did anything major happen in her previous life when she was six years old?
It seems that the weather is going smoothly and there are no disasters, which is a good thing.
In this way, there should be nothing to worry about in the grain store business.
As for Buzhuang, Xie Rongzhao thought about how he could intervene?
When Cheng Jingzhou took Xie Rongzhao to Buzhuang, the shopkeeper was worried there.
It rained continuously for ten days last month, causing some cloths in the warehouse to get soaked by the rain. After sorting them out and drying them, I discovered the difference in color.
This kind of cloth is defective and cannot be sold at the normal price, so you will definitely lose money.
Xie Rongzhao also looked at these cloths, and there were indeed some differences in color.
"Why not cut these cloths up and sell them separately? Just treat them as two colors."
The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "Miss, I don't know that the rain-soaked cloth is not only different in color, but also has different shades in some places. It is impossible to pick out a whole piece of cloth with the same color to make clothes."
In other words, if it cannot be used, it cannot be used. If it is cut, it can only ensure that the good cloth is sold. There is still no way to do this.
"The worst thing is that this cloth is rolled. You can see that it is only wet. In fact, every layer in it is wet at this position. If it is cut, it will turn into rags. I'm afraid It’s even harder to sell.” (End of Chapter)
