After walking out of Fugui Restaurant, Xu Mu breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhou Fu's thirty taels deposit, plus the six or seven taels he got from selling wine just now, is a considerable fortune.
And the cost of making distilled liquor is less than two taels in total, what a sudden fortune.
Even if fifteen taels were set aside to pay Jiang Caiwei's debt, the rest would be enough to brew a second batch of private wine.
"Brother Mu, Ma Guaizi sent someone to look for us just now and asked us to go to the alley." Si Hu's face flushed and his voice was filled with anger.
Xu Mu had already thought of this. Driven by profit, Ma Guaizi would definitely want to make a fortune after the news about him making illegal liquor got out.
"Brother Mu, if they dare to steal money, I will fight with them!"
The Kidnapping Hall is, after all, an idle organization. The stickman's original intention in joining was simply to have a backing to rely on.
But now, it seems that it's the other way around. Ma Guaizi only regards them as a tool to make money.
To be honest, Xu Mu had long wanted to leave.
"Ignore him for now." Xu Mu frowned. If he went to the alley and entered Ma Guaizi's territory, he would be stripped of at least half of his money.
"Si Hu, you will go to the street later and ask some horsemen to drive you. Then you will say that you will ride with the car and give you a penny. Remember to be stronger."
One penny is equivalent to one hundred wen, which is at least three or four times the usual cost of driving a car.
Soon, five strong horsemen pulled the carriage and hurried over.
When I see that my boss is a stickman, I can't help but look sad.
"A gift in advance." Xu Mu smiled and grabbed a handful of coins in his hand. Each of them sent at least dozens of coins.
At this time, the face of the driver, who had been a little confused, became enthusiastic.
This is the case these days. The greatest ability of the poor is to ensure that they can make money and that their families will not starve. As for how to have fun, that is something only wealthy men consider.
"I have a suggestion." Xu Mu clapped his hands, "I hope you can be my hired servants."
"How much does it cost per month?" the leader of the carriage driver said after a while of silence.
The other four coachmen also looked nervous.
If you pay someone a few bucks, you might as well do private work yourself.
Xu Mu calmly stretched out two fingers.
"Two coins? My boss is so generous."
The five horsemen looked like they were sighing. They only had about the same amount of money as usual.
"I mean, two taels of silver." Xu Mu replied calmly.
"What!"
Not only the driver, but also Si Hu was shocked and wanted to cover Xu Mu's mouth with his hands immediately.
"Brother Mu, how can this be done?"
Xu Mu's tone remained unchanged, "In addition to these two taels of silver, one tael will be counted as extra for one trip with the car, and one tael will be added for ten trips."
"Boss, is everything you said true?"
The five horsemen, all young and vigorous men, couldn't help themselves when they heard Xu Mu's quotation.
"Of course it's true." Xu Mu's tone changed slightly, "You should also know on the street today that I am in the private liquor business, so it is inevitable that I will provoke people. What I mean is, the brothers have Let’s make money together, if you encounter someone who blocks the money, please help us too, okay?”
The five horsemen fell silent again. Although this was not a knife-edge job, it was always dangerous.
"Killing people and setting fires with gold belts, repairing bridges and repairing roads, but no corpses. We were born in this world and have lived a long life, just to live long in the palace and have food for our wives. I, Xu Mu, ask you again, if you dare to go together!"
The five grooms gritted their teeth, finally hardened their expressions, and said in unison, "Okay, then I will make you my boss!"
"If you are worried, I will prepare a notarization tomorrow and send it to the Yamen."
"But you must remember that since you have made me your boss, you will put me first in everything you do in the future."
"Listen to your boss!"
The five coachmen got out of the car and clasped their fists together.
"Let's go and come back tomorrow morning."
On the way home, even though he was as simple and honest as Si Hu, he couldn't help but complain.
"Brother Mu, hire a driver to drive the horse. It'll take a month and a half at most, which is plenty."
"You don't understand, I don't hire people, I hire people's hearts."
"Brother Mu, what are you talking about? Why do I feel like you are a different person?"
Along the way, Si Hu was still chattering and almost couldn't help but take off Xu Mu's pants to look at the scar marks on his butt.
Xu Mu was so angry that he kicked him for three or four streets.
When they returned to the ruined courtyard, not only Xu Mu, but also Si Hu, who was rubbing his butt, stopped in shock.
At this moment, in front of them, the entire ruined courtyard seemed to have changed.
The first was the courtyard wall. The broken parts were re-plastered with mud. In addition, a row of wooden fences was built according to Xu Mu's requirements.
The wooden door that was damaged by the murderous woman last night has been replaced with a new one, and it looks much stronger.
In the yard, not far from the cowshed, several earth stoves have been built, and several piles of firewood have been repacked.
At this moment, when Jiang Caiwei, who was covered in dirt and grime, saw Xu Mu coming back, she suddenly stopped what she was doing and stood still.
"Xu, if Lang Xu is not satisfied, the slave family will repair it again."
Even Xu Mu suddenly felt like he was a black-hearted husband.
"It's very good, no need to repair it."
Xu Mu's words made Jiang Caiwei's face become extremely happy. She hurriedly washed her hands, ran into the house, and came over with two thick bowls.
It's still taro soup, but the difference is that this time, some shredded pork is sprinkled on top of the taro soup.
Si Hu's eyes were so happy that he took the thick bowl and started sucking it immediately.
"My family was collecting firewood today and happened to pick up a river fish. Xu Lang, you, you can eat it too."
"What you eat."
"There's still some left in the jar."
After hesitating for a moment, Xu Mu nodded and took the thick bowl.
Jiang Caiwei pursed her lips and smiled, but she was afraid of being seen by Xu Mu. She turned around with a blush and ran to the earthen pot, poured the remaining taro soup into a thick bowl, then squatted on the ground with it in her hands, ready to eat.
Xu Mu kept watching, feeling inexplicably sour in his heart.
He stood up, walked to Jiang Caiwei, stretched out his hand and dragged her back to the table.
"Xu Lang... if the slave family can't serve it, the neighbors will laugh." Jiang Caiwei held a thick bowl and spoke crisply.
"A family doesn't eat two tables of food. This is the rule here. Also, I just had wine outside and I don't want to eat meat now."
Without further ado, Xu Mu changed the bowls between the two of them.
Holding the bowl, Jiang Caiwei stayed for a while before lowering her head and breathing heavily to prevent tears from flowing out.
"Don't go out to collect firewood tomorrow. Just stay in the house and watch the fire for me." Xu Mu picked up the bowl and sucked it clean at once.
"You can tell me what's missing in the house."
"Xu Lang, the slave family is not lacking in anything. The slave family is very happy... Wuwu."
Lowering her head, Jiang Caiwei finally cried.
