"Mom!~The baby is back!"

When Zhu Xiu entered the house, it was slightly dark and the courtyard gate was closed.

"Where are you going, stinky guy?"

Fang Cuilan rushed out of the main hall like a gust of wind, her face full of fierceness. Her two fingers poked out like lightning and lifted them towards Zhu Xiu's ears, but there was a loud thunder and little rain. She was not willing to take a heavy hand, so she lifted it gently and let it go.

"If you don't study at home, why are you running around? I thought you were asked by a forced man and were about to go out to find you!"

Zhu Xiu had already figured out her temper, and she curled her neck and gave in and smiled softly, and then whispered in aggrieved voice: "Mom~ I didn't run around, I'm going to do a serious business! Look~ I left a note and hung it on the pillar. Didn't I see it?"

Fang Cuilan looked along and saw a note sticking on the pillars of the main hall. She pulled it down and glanced at it, her face calmed down a lot.

"Ahem~~ I am also worried about you, so how can I read it? Next time I remember to leave the note larger and the words larger. Who will pay attention to this smaller?"

Zhu Xiu took the message note that was bigger than his face and said "Oh" depressedly. The words on it stood at the gate of the courtyard and could be seen. Fang Cuilan couldn't see it. It was not a question of her eyes, but a thick nerve line, which was not allowed to pay attention to the details.

"What did that guy Zhou Jincai asks you for? What are you carrying? He looks so sank~"

Fang Cuilan took the bag on Zhu Xiu's shoulder and shook it and clanged. The pleasant sound of the collision of copper coins made her eyes widen.

"That's right? There are two silos and five hundred cents here, which is really heavy!"

Zhu Xiu rubbed his thin shoulders and complained that the Kaiyuan Tongbao made during the Wude period was six kilograms and four liang per thousand coins. Even if some Qianfengquanbaos made during the Gaozong Dynasty were mixed in, Zhu Xiu was too heavy to carry them.

Immediately, Zhu Xiu briefly told Zhou Jincai about it, saving the two of them from planning to open a new training workshop. When the business starts in the future, it will be no longer too late to tell his mother.

Fang Cuilan sighed after hearing this, "The Tao family is full of bad water. When your father was not around, my mother saw their faces clearly. Zhou Jincai, a son-in-law, was bullied by the Tao family. Even his wife was riding on his head, which was very pitiful!"

"A few years after your father left, there were a few rich families in the neighboring village who wanted to pay attention and wanted you to be a son-in-law for someone to come to be a son-in-law... I was so angry that I beat my mother with your elder sister and beat the dogs who wanted to take advantage of the situation... If I were to marry into this, I would not be frustrated for the rest of my life..."

Fang Cuilan counted the coins and muttered in her mouth. Zhu Xiu scratched her head and touched her skin depressedly. I have to say that his fair and delicate young face is still very attractive in places like Shuikou Township.

If you say something, someone who wants to hire him may be able to step on the threshold. Unfortunately, thinking about Zhou Jincai’s experience, this kind of soft food is not right~~

After Fang Cuilan finished counting, she happily put her bag on her shoulders, gently pinched Zhu Xiu's cheek, and smiled from ear to ear: "My son is really promising and can make money with his brain! Mom hid it for you. In the future, she will have to pay a lot of money to study in the county town!"

"Let's take a shower and go to bed. I'll have to go to the school to report tomorrow morning! Don't get up late!"

Zhu Xiu looked at her mother happily into the room and grinned.

After washing up, Zhu Xiu climbed onto the hardwood bed, wrapped the cold mattress tightly, shivered for a while before warming her body up a little.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Zhu Xiu opened his eyes and smiled bitterly. He was still not used to sleeping so early.

With wide eyes wide open, Zhu Xiu was stunned for a while in the darkness. He fumbled out the bed, and took a lot of effort to ignite half of the yellow wax. He fixed the candle on the bed frame with the dripping wax oil. He then took out a booklet from the bookshelf, took a charcoal pen made a few days ago, wrapped the mattress tightly, leaned on the bed with his butt sticking out, opened the booklet, pondered for a while, and wrote a few big words in the faint candlelight.

"Happy Treasures"

Zhu Xiu looked serious and thought about it. Then she wrote a line of small words below: Life Planning and Show's diary.

"On March 9, 696 AD, Zhu Xiu, the great pioneer of the feudal era, placed the first ray of wisdom for the world. He will use the gray thorn training method that transcends the times to greatly promote the progress of the textile industry, provide new textile materials, and bring a new clothing experience to the people of Yan and Huang."

Zhu Xiu wrote the introduction to the opening, nodded consciously and satisfiedly, turned over one article, and wrote three big words at the beginning: The Sutra of Getting Rich.

The first step to getting rich in life: use the new yarn training method as a starting investment, strive to make the first pot of gold, base yourself on the hemp textile industry, deeply cultivate the Fangzhou hemp twisting industry, and become a giant in the state's industry within two years to form a market monopoly.

Step 2:...

Step 3:...

Zhu Xiu wrote a quick letter and visited Zhou Jincai's hemp-tung workshop, which made him realize that he gained a lot, opened up new ideas, and found a way to make money.

It’s not that Zhu Xiu really wants to become a giant in the hemp textile industry that has been famous in history, but that he must make full use of this path to complete the accumulation of original capital and lay the foundation for the development of subsequent business plans.

After all, no matter how good the plan is, it requires investment of funds. Zhu Xiu thought that he had no other choice except relying on the 200 chunks of money from Zhou Jincai as the start-up capital.

This life plan is a story of wealth, and I can't stop writing. Zhu Xiu recorded dozens of projects, until the charcoal pen in his hand became smaller and smaller, and the small half of the yellow wax was about to be exhausted, and he still felt over.

While it was still a little brighter, Zhu Xiu quickly wrote a diary.

"On March 9, 696, a preliminary partnership agreement was reached with Zhou Jincai. Zhou Jincai is quite business-minded, and the funds in his hands can meet the preliminary investment, and is temporarily included in the inspection target for research. However, this person was constrained by the Tao family and wanted to return to his heart, he must first let him leave the Tao family."

Zhu Xiu stopped writing and frowned, falling into deep thought. What can I do to get Zhou Jincai to leave the Tao as soon as possible?

The candlelight jumped, the candlelight struggled, the yellow wax burned and turned into wax water, flowing on the edge of the bed, solidifying into pieces, the faint flame of the candle wick extinguished, a wisp of burnt smoke rose, and the room fell into darkness.

Zhu Xiu's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and a slight snoring sound came from a while and he fell asleep.

The next day, around Mao Zheng, Zhu Xiu was still meeting Zhou Gong. The door of the house was kicked open with a "bang". Zhu Xiu woke up in a panic and felt that the whole room was trembling in confusion.

Fang Cuilan's loud voice came into her ears like a gong and drum. Zhu Xiu couldn't even cover her. She wiped the corner of her mouth and got up and washed up while yawning.

As long as he didn't drink, Fang Cuilan's biological clock was surprisingly on time. Zhu Xiu squatted beside the water tank, chewing the willow branches dipped in tea salt, and sighed in his heart that he would not be able to sleep all day long after the school in the village school was about to start.

He changed into a gray round necklace, wore a soft-footed head, and a heavy small book basket on his back. He looked like a weak and delicate scholar, which made Fang Cuilan nodded with satisfaction.

"My son is really the handsomest boy in Shuikou Township, no doubt about it!"

Fang Cuilan intimately pinched Zhu Xiu's white face, wrapped two thick kang cakes in clean and rough paper and put them into the bookstore, and stuffed a small purse containing three large sums of money into his arms.

"I have used oil to my mother in the pancakes, it's so delicious. Remember to eat it at noon, don't be hungry! The money is for you to use for emergency purposes, don't spend it randomly! Also, hurry home after you get out of the school, don't run around! If you meet Zhu Dayong and Zhu Damao, let them pull you back, don't be foolish and can't hide your face..."

Zhu Xiu gnawed the kang cake with a big mouth, and a layer of oil was stained on his lips. He felt very warm when he listened to his mother's endless advice.

Just touching the three cents hidden in his chest, Zhu Xiu blinked and said tentatively: "Mom~ Is the three cents a little less when I'm out?"

Fang Cuilan gently poked his forehead and glared: "It's not like entering the city, it's a lot of money across five or six miles! You kids have so much money on you, so it's so unsafe!"

Zhu Xiu secretly curled his lips, it seems that he will be more careful in the future and hide some private money. Although my mother is quite nervous, she still cares about money tightly.

Under Zhu Xiuyi's righteous rejection, Fang Cuilan did not send him to the entrance of the village. She stood outside the yard and watched her son leave with a bookcase on his back. She couldn't help but feel sad and relieved that the child had grown up.

The temperature in Taozhu Village in the early morning was slightly cool. Before the sun came out, the fields were covered with mist. After a light rain last night, a mud was mixed in the wet air. Zhu Xiu took a deep breath and felt a sense of peace and stability in his heart.

The tranquility of the village was gradually broken as more and more farmers went out to work in the fields, and Zhu Xiu was still taking a shortcut to the ridge of the field and walking out of the entrance of the village amidst the warm greetings.

This dirt road leaving the village leads to Zhushan County. There is a fork turning towards Shuikou Village. Yesterday, I walked by Zhou Jincai's donkey cart. Zhu Xiu was a reporter, but he was not afraid of making a mistake.

Looking at the morning light coming from the hillside in the east, Zhu Xiu's expression was in a daze, as if he was back in elementary and junior high school, and he went to school with his schoolbag on his back. This feeling... was a bit wonderful.

After a simple exercise, Zhu Xiu jogged on the dirt road with a book basket on his back. His body was still a little too thin. While trying to strengthen his nutrition, he also had to pay attention to exercise.

Zhu Xiu didn't want to die young in this year of lack of medical treatment and medicine. It would be fine if he didn't have the talent to practice martial arts, but his physical fitness should be done well.
Chapter completed!