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Chapter 92: An exchange of benefits

Chapter 92: Exchange of benefits

"What's the busy thing?" Li Xun asked.

"I want my father to get the first place in the exam and go up as the No. 1 Juren in Binzhou." Zhang Xiaobao said seriously.

"What department?" Li Xun swallowed and asked again when he heard that he wanted to be the first juren.

"The Jinshi degree is the original scholar degree." Zhang Xiaobao replied again.

Li Xun was not swallowing his saliva at this time, but wiping his sweat. He promised to get a rural tribute for these children at that time, and it would be the one who could hold on to the back. There would not be too many people who could persevere. But Zhang Xiaobao, or the person he guided behind him, would be the first place when he came up, and he was a Jinshi student, which was really scary.

"That little treasure, it's time for you to go back to tell the people at home that the matter of the number one juren in this state is not easy to deal with. You have to be real talent and knowledge, famous, and support you. What I said doesn't count, so let's talk about the restaurant."

Li Xun was indeed in a dilemma. He did not have that great ability to influence the position of the tribute in the first township of the prefecture.

Zhang Xiaobao wanted to discuss this matter first and said, "Mr. Li, you don't have to make things difficult. If you have a reputation, tomorrow, all restaurants in Sanshui County will sing Yongcheng's poems. Within half a month, all restaurants in the state will sing Yongcheng's poems. During the Chinese New Year, Guannei Road, Henan Road, Shannan East Road, Hedong Road and other roads, wherever there is a well, you must sing Yongcheng's poems."

Li Xun was stunned now. He understood what the Zhang family meant, and he used money to bribe people to spread it everywhere. As long as the things written by Zhang Xiaobao's father was not too bad, there would be absolutely no problem, but how much does it cost? No wonder he didn't have to be a false official.

Thinking of this, Li Xun nodded, "If this is the case, it will be easier. With this method of growing vegetables, your father will have a great reputation. You have to let your father write poems, write more and write well. Your family said that they didn't say how much money they would be willing to pay to others this time?"

I just asked Zhang Xiaobao how much money can he get to the people above him so that he can help him.

Zhang Xiaobao was silent at this time. He had to calculate how much income he had and how to distribute it. His family suddenly became poor again. The flowers that spread were consumed by the propaganda would not be less, and he also had to give gifts. How much money could he have? Shuiyunjian didn't make much money, at least not now.

Xiao Luoshui is fine, but it is okay to get about 100,000 taels of silver a year. Compared with those big families with basic foundations who often cost million taels of silver, that is not good compared to those small families.

But this money is not available at once. He needs a cycle. He is poor and just survived his father's exam.

"You can borrow some of the five thousand taels of silver a month first, probably 30 thousand taels. What does Mr. Li think if he takes it out at one time?" Zhang Xiaobao calculated and sighed that he gave a number when he had no money.

Li Xun didn't understand what Zhang Xiaobao was thinking there. Didn't he tell this at home? When Zhang Xiaobao said this, Li Xun smiled.

"It's good to have these money. I'll help you with some. Actually, it's a lot. How much does it cost to be in the year of the court? With this money, people in Beijing can also send posts and wait for good news. It seems that your family has made a lot of money and will count on you in the future."

Of course, Zhang Xiaobao knew that the taxes in the court were not that large, and it was impossible to get tens of millions of dollars. The main reason was that the tax was small. Unlike the other side, you had to pay 20 to 30 taxes to do a business, and some were even higher.

But it cannot be said that there is no money here. The big households in the capital may give you a gift of 1,800 guan. At this time, the river there is not frozen. When it gets cold, it seems that the income will be even smaller. I can only wait to sell ice next year.

"Thank you so much for Mr. Li. When the restaurant over Shuiyunjian comes out, Mr. Li will have a little money." Zhang Xiaobao said to Li Xun, a fragrance penetrated into his nose and he could eat it in a while.

Li Xun understood that this was the benefit given to him by the Zhang family. It seemed that the Zhang family was really good. The method of growing vegetables could get some benefits by himself. This time, I had it again, and the emperor's nephew was poor. The little money given by the palace per month was really not enough. I used to think of buying Shuiyunjian, but now I don't need it.

Zhang Xiaobao said that this matter was also a temporary idea, so he immediately arranged for someone who came with him to go back and asked his father to write some poems. His father's talent is still good, and he knows a lot of things. He is not improvised poems, and the quality is guaranteed. If he is not afraid of his father being angry, he can ask Wang Juan to help think about some poems to pretend.

The stewed dishes were gusting for a while, and after they became thicker, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan took the pot and distributed some for Li Xun. They started to eat the fragrant rice there.

Li Xun praised while eating, "Okay, what have you put? Don't forget to give me some seasoning when you go back. I'll add it when the chef in the house cooks."

With common interests, Zhang Xiaobao and Li Xun have a closer relationship. They chewed the beef with a little tendon at the back and nodded, "Okay, when you go back, you will send it to your place. When our restaurant is built, the mountain and the restaurant can be connected together. You can bring people who are better off with you. Remember to give money, and you can't waste your business."

"Well, I'll give it, I must give it money. Then there will be one of my coupons. I should change my carriage. I'll make a few more clothes. Look at this clothes. I've worn them last year, and it's a little small."

Li Xun said happily there, crying poor.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan looked at the clothes that were very expensive on Li Xun's body, nodded, and said nothing. They didn't wear this outfit every day after last year. They changed to ten or eight sets a day. As long as the body doesn't grow so fast, what about the ones from the previous year?

The three of them sat together, eating and chatting, making Han Yongyao and Yuan Xingyi, who were eating bacon behind, feel uncomfortable, especially the aroma of stewed radish with beef and the fragrance of cucumbers, which made the two of them feel that the meat in their mouths was really hard to swallow.

"Brother Xingyi, didn't you say that Mr. Li wouldn't eat other people's food just now? I've added food twice now." Han Yongyao looked at the smoked lamb legs in his hand and complained.

"If you give it to him, he will certainly not eat it, but the dish is made freshly. If I give it to me, I can't help it. The two little kids didn't expect to make such delicious meals, with cucumbers with garlic, it's okay to eat a bite."

Yuan Xingyi also felt that the food in his mouth was boring. He watched others eat hot meals in big mouthfuls, and finally took another bite of his own thing. Who told me not to bring raw things? I could only persist if I wanted to be beaten.

Those who came with him also smelled the dishes made by Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan. One of them should be a mother and said to the mother of the same child next to him: "I would have brought something raw for Xin'er if I had known it."

"It's useless to bring it up, I can't do it. The little kids from the Zhang family and the Wang family are amazing. Last time I was on the grassland, I saw them cooking and eating. I don't know how they handed it at home." The woman who heard the voice sighed.

The one who spoke before said, "It should be because the family is not rich, and the children have to help with things since childhood."

"Not rich? Sister, do you know which family they are from? Tuqiao Village, the treasures of Zhang and Wang, and Xiao Luoshui's wharf belongs to others. There are hundreds of shops alone, and there are restaurants and warehouses, and they are rented but not sold. The rent collected a year will cost hundreds of thousands of yuan."

The woman who knew the situation gave this unclear introduction, which made her even more envious. The wasteland she bought for one thousand taels of silver turned into a chicken that lays golden eggs.

The woman opened her mouth in surprise when she heard that the two children were from Zhang and Wang’s villages. After a while, she closed her mouth and said, “The rich farmhouse actually lets the children learn to cook? Could it be that if the children go to the restaurant to be a cook in the future?”

He said sourly, then he looked at his eleven-year-old child gnawing a meat pie, and the edible trash was everywhere. He looked at Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's steady appearance, and shook his head helplessly. Today is the last time the child has eaten meat pie, and he will start to chew other meat pie tomorrow, so the meat pie can't be kept for too long.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan finished their meal in a while. They looked at the bowls stained with oil, looked at the water bags they brought on, poured them a little with distress, swayed them in a few times, raised their heads and drank the water stained with oil, and then took out two pieces of paper to wipe them.

"The river in front seems to have to be arrived after tomorrow. Let's hold on for two days." Zhang Xiaobao put away the things and lay on the dead grass.

"Are you really ready to get to the place?" Wang Juan asked lying next to Zhang Xiaobao.

Zhang Xiaobao turned his head slightly and looked at the location of Han Yongyao and Yuan Xingyi, put his arm under his head. "That depends on when they can get them out. They will hold on for a short time, so we will go back early. If we can hold on to the end, then I admire them."

"Absolutely impossible. It won't scare them to death, make them dazed and have no strength." Wang Juan took out the blanket and pushed Zhang Xiaobao over, spread one piece below and the other piece covered the two people.

After lying for a while, Zhang Xiaobao took out the knife and walked towards Han Yongyao.

"You, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, if you dare to use the knife, you will be done." Han Yongyao asked vigilantly at Zhang Xiaobao who was holding the knife.

Yuan Xingyi was also staring at Zhang Xiaobao, he didn't believe that Zhang Xiaobao was going to do it at this time.

Zhang Xiaobao came to the two of them, squatted down, smiled at them, and said, "Don't be afraid, don't have nightmares at night, I'll cut some grass and use it as a pillow, you're busy."

As Zhang Xiaobao spoke, he really cut off his hands next to the two of them, making Han Yongyao and Yuan Xingyi not know what to do.

When Zhang Xiaobao was about to cut it, Yuan Xingyi remembered and asked, "Do you have no grass there? Why did you cut us here?"
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