Chapter 43 Firecrackers are gone

The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, night.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were lying on the kang, with pomegranates lying beside them, and the three of them were not sleeping with their eyes open.

"Xiaobao, it's the Chinese New Year tomorrow, we're one year older, Xu Sui, do you have any ideas?" Wang Juan couldn't sleep, and looked at the roof with the light in the house.

"I don't have any ideas, just celebrate the Chinese New Year. I've been used to it for a long time. You can lean against me and don't stick to the wall. The fire wall over there is hot." Zhang Xiaobao didn't sleep, thinking about other things. At noon today, news came from the place where the Sanshui County Government is located. The last cucumber has been sold for 150 cents per pound, and it is estimated that it will be sold in the afternoon.

Now it’s a profit. I can get about 300 taels of silver tomorrow. The cucumbers are not white. In addition, the money from the straw curtains I invested in later is only 27, 8 taels, and ten times the profit. The people in the village and some other places have sent them, which is not a small amount.

Wang Juan also felt the heat around her, moved to Zhang Xiaobao for a while, and said, "I didn't say you have any ideas about the New Year. I said you have any ideas about Zhuangzi next year, so you should make a summary."

"Well, I have ideas. This year is a special year and a harmonious year. With the efforts of everyone in Zhuangzi, the two Zhuangzis of Zhang and Wang have achieved good results in spiritual civilization construction and material civilization construction, and uphold the consistent... "

"To be honest." Wang Juan interrupted impatiently when she saw Zhang Xiaobao saying such words. She had heard too much and had long been numb.

"It's really too difficult. If you don't have money, how can you live next year? I have to think of some solutions." Zhang Xiaobao estimated his money, and some carrots could get 1,800 taels of silver. Soybean oil has been sold these days. The hot sauce happened to stop yesterday, and it was all bought by people who wanted to have a good New Year.

Overall, you can have a cash price of 1,600 or 700 taels, which is a lot. Many people will never make money in their entire lives, but this does not satisfy themselves. Next year, you have to build roads, plan places, and buy a lot of things. In addition, you can't lose money from the government. It turns out that someone will check the land in the year.

"Did you think of it?" Wang Juan helped Zhang Xiaobao tease the part of his neck.

Zhang Xiaobao moved himself, and it was not good in the northwest. There was a kang below in winter. If it burned too much, it was hot. There was a cool wind on both sides. It was easy to light the stove in the room to increase the temperature, but you could still feel a wind coming out from somewhere blowing beside you.

"Tell me, what good idea did you think of?" Wang Juan urged.

"There is no choice. When everyone is finished in the spring, I will set up a market in the Xiaoqiao area. There are a lot of exchanged things in our warehouse. Then I will take out some of them every day and place them for the two farmers to exchange them. The exchanged things can continue to be exchanged.

Everything must be priced by the people in our yard and exchanged with the same value. Otherwise, other money will be used to make up for it, and then someone will come from the nearby villages, and then..."

"Are you going to collect taxes then? Isn't that okay?" Wang Juan suddenly interrupted and asked as he heard Zhang Xiaobao talking little by little.

"What tax is collected? As long as the market is on, we have the right to price, we can get a lot of benefits. We can build several small warehouses and rent them to put things in. We provide protection and can also set up two small tea stalls or snack bars there. We can make some money and have more money, so we don't have to worry too much."

Zhang Xiaobao's voice gradually weakened. He seemed to be sleepy, and it was almost done to say this.

Wang Juan seemed to be infected, and then yawned, her head tilted, and she fell asleep with Zhang Xiaobao. The topic just now was settled.

Pomegranate and Yi were lying there, watching the young master finally fall asleep, got up and checked whether the stove that reached outside was smoking, spraying some water at the connection place. Seeing that no bubbles appeared, I felt relieved and turned around and left the house.

I went outside to check out the two people who were still reading books together, and told me to pay more attention to the stove at night, then lie back and fall asleep slowly.

Sanshui County, where the county magistrate lives behind the yamen.

Cheng Lingxiang hugged the concubine in his arms and couldn't sleep for a while. He estimated how much help the cucumbers he sent out this time would get. After selling cucumbers for a few days, the news had long been heard by those who were interested, but no one sent anyone to ask. The submitted document has not yet responded, as if it was like a rock sinking into the sea.

"Master, that cucumber is so delicious. Stop giving it to others, leave it all behind." The concubine in Cheng Lingxiang's arms still had the rosy face after the passion just now. She stretched out an arm and kept moving on Cheng Lingxiang's body.

Cheng Lingxiang frowned, "What do you know about women? If you don't give it, where can I find my future? It's not easy to eat. I'll send someone to send money there tomorrow, and I'll ask for some cucumbers to come back."

The concubine became honest and stopped asking about this matter. "The master is still good. I sell a cucumber that is not worth a lot of money to that price. Well, the master is also good at other things."

After this praise, Cheng Lingxiang touched the concubine's smooth body and was a little ready to move. He turned over and passion appeared again.

The next morning, the people sent by County Magistrate Cheng set out with the heavy silver. There were a lot of people on the street today, and they all wanted to buy some things that had not been prepared at home as soon as possible in the morning. Some people had not prepared their couple at home, so they were also anxious to ask someone to write them.

When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan got up, everyone in the family was busy, especially in the place where cucumbers were planted later. People in the yard picked the cucumbers with dew and piled them aside, preparing to wait a while to deliver them to the various merchants on the farm.

"This is the New Year, or it's lively here. I don't know if I'm going back or at your house during the New Year."

Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao no longer eat milk, just drink porridge, and eat a few bites of pickles made from tofu. The body needs enough nutrition. When thinking about the New Year, Wang Juan doesn’t know how to arrange it.

"According to common sense, you should go back, but there are exceptions to common sense. Didn't they say that we can't separate when we can open our eyes and get together? We will cry as soon as we part. You'll spend this year at my house. If it really doesn't work, it's just that the two families will go back and forth on the night of thirty."

Zhang Xiaobao knew what Wang Juan meant, that was to spend the New Year with him at the same time, which was to completely abandon the past. He thought so too. From here, the two of them were destined to work together.

"Okay, that's it. When will Erniu be sent out? It's so grand when it's fifteenth." Wang Juan pulled a bone marrow into his mouth and nodded in agreement.

"Not fifteen, it's too late. It's the sixth day of the lunar month. Now it's harder now, so it's better. Find a place, pull the mai fen stone back, put it in early while the ground is full of vitality, and see how the yield is." Zhang Xiaobao drank the last sip of porridge and decided.

During the Chinese New Year, it is naturally different from usual. Zhang Wang was busy with the housekeeper and had no time to come to see his children. The yard was in the village and family members, and they were obviously less staffed. They all regarded one person as a few. The yard was instructed to go back and forth, and each of them was so tired that they didn't want to leave, but their faces were filled with joy.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan had had dinner, but they didn't exercise today. They divided the ten-hanger firecrackers made in a few days and sent them to the Wang family, and also brought pomegranates to the same place.

Time passed slowly with the expectations of countless people. Zhang Xiaobao and his two washed their hands in the basin of dough. Even if the dumplings were wrapped in advance, they would go to sleep for a while in order to watch the night out. The willpower was strong, but the child's health was difficult to bear.

As night came, every household lit a fire outside the house, took out the prepared bamboo poles, threw them in and kept cracking. The slightly richer families also added some salt to make the sound louder.

The Zhang and Wang family also prepared a lot of bamboo. Zhang Xiaobao and the other two went to the Wang family first and returned here. When they saw someone throwing bamboo into the fire, they also took out the five whip and put three whips tonight, and put one sling tomorrow at noon and evening. They will be done at that time, keep the fifth day of the lunar month and the fifteenth day of the lunar month.

Zhang Wang, Zhang's father, the old lady and the old man also stood in the yard to listen to the sound, hugging the two children in their arms, enjoying this kind of family affection, waiting for the pomegranate to light the firecrackers, and then covering their ears to avoid them, and then making even louder noises, the whole family was surprised.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan did not tell others about firecrackers, but just wanted to give everyone a surprise. As a result, they were not only surprised, but also scared people. There was a loud noise, and everyone was stunned. They didn't react until the pomegranate went to light the second buzzer.

"Xiaobao, what is this? It sounds like a lot of noise. Make more money and sell it." Zhang Wang is still relatively economically savvy. When he saw the situation after the thing was ignited, he thought of business.

"Mom, this thing is called firecrackers. It is not easy to make. Something may happen. If there are too many people who know it, they will leak the prescription accidentally. There are too many profitable transactions, so don't do this for now." Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan didn't want to make firecrackers known to everyone now. I think the Wang family should have this reaction at this time.

"What my son said is, let's go, and then we'll eat dumplings." Zhang Wangshi was right to think about it, no longer made this idea, and went into the house with his family. The dumplings were already put into the pot, and there was a hot pot on the table. The junior kowtowed to the elders to greet the new year. After receiving the red envelope, he started eating.

Seeing the adults eating there, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan had to pick up some things that could be bitten, such as duck blood, tofu, and small mutton. After eating a few bites, the two of them put down their chopsticks almost at the same time and said to each other: "It's been three years of Kaiyuan, Happy New Year."
Chapter completed!