Auctioned by Liang Shanbo and his son. The 30,000 taels of silver obtained finally went round and round and returned to the hands of the Jinling merchant surnamed Zhu.
Because this man was the largest grain merchant in Jinling, the grain price he offered Liang Shanbo and his son was 10% lower than the current market price.
Even so, the merchant surnamed Zhu can still make a lot of money.
To put it bluntly, the items of the Liang family that the businessman surnamed Zhu bought this time were basically equivalent to nothing.
Insights into worldly matters are knowledge, and understanding of human feelings are articles. The Jinling businessman surnamed Zhu was also a wonderful man. After confirming the food order of 30,000 taels of silver, he sent all the other items he bought at auction back to the Liang family, except for the books.
And he said it euphemistically: Firstly, I wanted to participate in the auction this time to make some contribution to relieving the people; secondly, I wanted to get involved in the Liang family's culture.
Therefore, the books taken from the Liang family were brought back for future generations to study carefully. As for the other items, I really don’t need them at home, so I gave them back in full.
Although the wealthy businessman Zhu Wanqian was very jealous of the golden boy and girl Liuli Xiang, he was still not stingy in order to build a relationship between Liang Shanbo and his son, and returned the pair of Liuli statues together.
What Zhu Wanqian didn't expect was that Liang Shanbo and his son were extremely principled, and they did not accept Zhu Wanqian's favor. He said that those items were all bought by Zhu Wanqian, and he couldn't accept it.
In the end, all the lots sent by Zhu Wanqian were rejected.
Even if the Liang family did not accept these gifts, it was still seen by those who were interested.
Zhu Wanqian had no choice but to take those auction items back to his home in Jinling City.
What Zhu Wanqian's son Zhu Liang is looking forward to most is the rare treasures his father brought back from doing business in other places.
It's just that this time he was somewhat disappointed. Except for a pair of crystal-clear golden boy and girl statues, everything else seemed to be second-hand, used by others, and the rest were some messy books.
The most annoying thing for Zhu Wanqian's son, Zhu Liang, was reading. After only a few minutes of reading the clumsy words in it, Zhu Liang felt like his head was as big as two.
"Why is this old man like this? He brought so many ghost books with him when he came back this time!"
When Zhu Liang got angry, he threw a book on the ground with a bang.
At this time, Zhu Liang heard the sound of his father, Zhu Wanqian, walking in the door.
Zhu Liang, who had always been afraid of his father, knew that his father would be furious if he saw him throwing books away, so he quickly picked up the book and pretended to be studying.
As soon as Zhu Wanqian entered the hall, he saw his son holding a book and studying it carefully, and he couldn't help being shocked.
"Is it possible that the books in Liang Fuyin's house are really literary, and this literary spirit has enlightened my son? Otherwise, how could my son study the books so seriously today!"
When he thought of this, Zhu Wanqian felt extremely relieved.
In his opinion, the most valuable thing about this harvest is not the pair of glaze statues of the golden boy and the beautiful girl, nor the 30,000 taels of grain order. It's his son who has learned a lesson.
Zhu Wanqian was overjoyed, thinking that this was Wen Quxing entering the family home.
For this reason, Zhu Wanqian even asked his men to prepare an extra thousand kilograms of grain for Liang Shanbo and his son as a thank you.
After Zhu Wanqian left, Zhu Liang's little book boy reminded him softly: "Master, I have gone far, you don't have to pretend anymore!"
Zhu Liang was very angry when he was interrupted from reading. He slapped the little book boy and said angrily: "Who the hell did you see that your young master is pretending to study!"
After saying that, he hugged the book in his hand and got into his study.
The little book boy who was slapped was also confused. Looking at the retreating figure of the young master Zhu Liang, the little book boy touched his red and swollen face and was full of doubts: "Why did the young master change his gender today? He usually pretends to be in front of the master. After that, he went to Baihualou to meet his old sweetheart, so why did he actually go to school today..."
Zhu Liang, who returned to the study, also started reading the book from the beginning.
Just now when he was pretending, he came across a chapter called Wang Situ cleverly used a series of tricks to cause Grand Master Dong to cause trouble in Feng Yi Pavilion.
After reading it, Zhu Liang felt that the book was very interesting, so he went into the study room and started reading it from beginning to end.
But here in Hangzhou, winter has arrived and the weather is getting colder.
In addition to food, keeping warm is also a very serious problem.
Since the past two days, people in the disaster-stricken city of Hangzhou have begun to freeze to death.
Not only that, many people suffering from typhoid and cold appeared in the city one after another, and the sound of coughing spread throughout Hangzhou.
Listening to the coughs all over the city, and looking at the frozen corpses being carried away one by one, Liang Shanbo couldn't help but think of a sentence written by Zhou Yi - tens of thousands of buildings can be built to protect the people of the world.
Now Liang Shanbo only hates that he is weak and incompetent and can only watch these people freeze to death and starve to death.
A few days later, the Zhu family's grain was quickly transported to Hangzhou via water transport.
But this food worth 30,000 taels of silver is still a drop in the bucket for so many people affected by the disaster, and can only temporarily relieve urgent needs.
Liang Shanbo, who was kind-hearted, immediately decided to ask the porridge shed to cook the porridge thicker so that these people could have a warm and full meal in this cold winter.
Liang Shanbo's kindness was extremely good, but he didn't notice it in the process of giving porridge. Many people who were clean and tidy even though they were wearing shabby clothes also held large bowls of rice porridge to beg for disaster relief.
After these people drank the rice porridge, they quickly disappeared into the crowd.
On the day when the Zhu family's food arrived, Liang Shanbo and his son were able to thicken the porridge. However, as the food became less and less, the rice porridge for disaster relief could only be less and less in the following days.
By the fifth day, only a few grains of rice could be seen in a large spoonful of rice porridge.
At this time, those "disaster victims" who were dressed in rags but had extremely clean hands began to make a fuss again, saying that the Liang family had embezzled the court's disaster relief food and deliberately refused to give them porridge.
It has been nearly two months since the flood occurred, but the court has not allocated any money or food at all.
Now these victims can drink rice porridge with clear bottom. This is the result of the Liang family’s father and son destroying their family to provide relief. In other disaster-stricken cities, large numbers of people would have starved to death.
Liang Shanbo's father, Liang Yongxiu, was so angry that his eyes were red and he kept breathing heavily when he heard that some unruly people were slandering him.
“People’s hearts are not as old as they used to be!”
“People’s hearts are not as old as they used to be!”
"People's hearts are not as old as they used to be!"
Liang Shanbo's father, Liang Yongxiu, the governor of Hangzhou, shouted three times and then fainted.
Liang Shanbo and his servants could only carry the fainted Liang Yongxiu back home.
