The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 31 The Song Family Is Not Bad for Money

July, Guangzhou Mansion.

Song Qingyue's 12th birthday had just passed, and the servants in Mo Yuxuan were very busy. It was because they had received too many gifts, and it would take a lot of time just to register and put them into storage. At this time, remember to return a gift of considerable value.

However, Song Qingyue didn't need to do these tasks by herself. She now has five personal maids, three nurses in charge, and more than a dozen shopkeepers, stewards, and accountants.

These people have all learned how to write simplified characters, calculate Arabic numerals, and the horizontal writing mode prescribed by Song Qingyue, as well as the modern double-entry bookkeeping method.

These people are all excellent talents who have gone through two years of various monthly exams, mid-term exams, and final exam bombings. Even Mr. Song is coveted by looking at it, and wants to come to Song Qingyue to poach the wall from time to time. The accounting method is very easy to use, fast and convenient, and it is clear at a glance.

If they failed to poach the wall, they asked the accountants in their homes and the staff of the chief secretary's office to receive training from Song Qingyue, and to take the same "monthly exam" as Mo Yuxuan's servants. Those who failed the exam would deduct money, which made everyone Miserable.

Here, Song Qingyue let the maids dress herself up, while looking down at the second quarter account book sent by the sugarcane garden.Bai Momo suddenly came over with an agarwood box, and said with a distressed face: "Girl, look at this."

Opening the agarwood box, there is a set of red gold inlaid sapphires and lavender east beads. The key is that those sapphires and east beads are as big as thumbnails. The sapphire color is rich blue, pure and free of impurities. It is still the kind of Western diamond cut, not Chinese egg-face polished; the lavender Dongzhu is round and lustrous, with the same color and size, which is too precious, even if Liang Shi saw it, he would probably find it rare.

"Again?" Song Qingyue frowned, feeling faintly uneasy.

Bai Momo nodded, her brows twisted into pimples: "It's His Royal Highness Prince Su."

Song Qingyue pinched the center of her eyebrows irritably. This person sent a very expensive birthday gift, and it became more and more expensive every year.Could it be that Mr. Song had already negotiated with King Su in private to give her to that S-level scumbag villain boss as a side concubine?

Is there a side concubine named Song in the original book?

It seems that there really are!
Ruined!
But it shouldn't be, if she really has a marriage contract, Mr. Song can't take her with him every time he goes to the lecture hall of the academy, or call her when he holds a tea party at home, and let her take a good look at these young people Jun or something, Mr. Song clearly intended for her to choose her future husband-in-law.

Tsk tsk, what a hassle.

This year, Song Qingyue, apart from worrying about Mr. Song's intensification of seeing her future husband-in-law, her little life is still rich and fulfilling. To be honest, she is so rich that she has almost lost the motivation to think of new ways. Earn money.

There is an entire street in front of the casino that she owns. The rent of restaurants and shops on that street alone brings in 10 taels a year. The sales of new sea view garden villas are quite booming. In addition, she also has several plantations. , breeding farms, many restaurants, hotels, and treasure shops in Guangzhou Fucheng were jointly opened by her, sisters, wives, and several aunts in the family.

The Song family now has its own small treasury. Song Qingyue's personal assets are as high as one million taels, and her cash is three to four million taels. Now even Song Yuxi is a little rich woman. Originally, she was afraid that she would be a concubine. Madam will not prepare more dowry for her, who knows that in just three years, she borrowed Song Qingyue's money to do business with Song Qingyue, and saved a full 40 taels of silver for herself.

Mrs. Liang has also lived very comfortably in Guangzhou Mansion in the past few years. Several sons are studying in government-run academies with great Confucianism dug from Jiangnan. I care as much as when I was young.

As the saying goes, beauty comes from distance. When I used to get together less with my husband and leave more, it was good to see my husband anywhere. No matter how I looked at it, I felt chic and extraordinary.

Now facing Mr. Song all day long, he is not so excited.

After all, Mr. Song is approaching his age, and there is a tendency to put on weight recently. His head is getting balder, his belly is getting rounder, and his face is getting greasy.

Moreover, Mr. Song suffers from constipation. Whenever he eats sweet potatoes, he farts under the blanket. She has also seen Mr. Song eating buns while defecating in order to hurry up.

Oooh!
Years are like a butcher's knife, the handsome Tanhualang who used to be is gone forever!
It seems that making money makes her happier!
During more than four years in Guangzhou Mansion, she insisted on multiplying her dowry money by four or five times.

When she helped the concubines buy the dowry, she still thought about whether she should be more generous. Each person should pay at least 2 taels. Even in the capital, this amount is the standard for a top family.

Who knows that all the children in the family are not short of money, everyone has a small coffers, even Song Baojuan, the fifth sister born to Aunt An who was only one year old, was born last year, Mr. Song also prepared 2 taels Press box money, of course, Aunt An herself is not short of money.

Who asked the husband to bring in the aunts who have a lot of money, but she, the wife of the main family, doesn't bother with money.

What worried Liang most now was the careers of the young masters.

The eldest son Song Chenhai has already passed, but his qualifications seem to be inferior to his father's. He passed the Juren examination last year, but unfortunately his ranking was not very good, and Chun Wei even failed the ranking.

The 16-year-old second son, Song Chenxu, was not in a hurry. He passed the Xiucai exam last year and didn't go to Qiu Wei again.

Mrs. Liang was a little worried about the two children, but Mr. Song was not in a hurry at all, he was even quite nervous. Look, he Song Jianming was less than 40 years old, he was a second-rank official, and he was the father of a young man.

What more can I ask for, what more can I ask for!

It's a perfect life!
Don't look at Governor Shen's family, are the eyes green with jealousy?

"Ma'am, don't worry. After all, a genius like Weifu only happens once in a hundred years. It's already smoke from the ancestral graves of our Song family to have a husband. We can't expect our sons to be like husbands." Master Song comforted Mrs. Liang in this way. .

Mrs. Liang gave him a sip: "Husband really is getting thicker with age."

Mr. Song tut tut: "I don't know if you are thick-skinned, but this belly is getting thicker and thicker." He touched his protruding belly with emotion, "Mrs. It's really sad for my husband."

Mrs. Liang was so teased that her flowers trembled wildly, and she waved him away: "Go for a walk outside when you're full, or your belly will really get thicker and thicker! It's not that I dislike you, look at you, how can you still have that Shiro from back then?" look! Go, go, go find your concubine, don't disturb Mrs. Ben to settle accounts."

Master Song curled his lips in dissatisfaction, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and went out with a sigh.Walking around in my garden, I felt bored, so I called Song Quan: "Come on, let's go for a walk."

However, there are always some unsatisfactory things in life. Song Qingyue is a little worried recently, because she seems to have discovered a terrible secret: her father seems to have kept a concubine in Yuhua Lane in the north of the city!
Over the years, there are countless women who want to climb into Mr. Song's bed. Those subordinates and businessmen have tried countless times to stuff Mrs. Song with women, but to no avail.

Master Song is a man with a strong sense of enterprise, he loves his feathers to a perverted degree, since Mrs. Liang came to Guangzhou Mansion for a long time, Master Song has become more self-cultivated and unfeminine.

What kind of woman can touch Mr. Song's heart?
Song Qingyue was really curious.

(End of this chapter)