I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 8 Private money (for collection, for further reading)
However, the prerequisite for participating in the martial arts is that he must first get rid of his slave status in Qingmu County.

But getting out of slavery is often not easy.

One, there must be enough redemption money in hand to redeem the deed from the master's house.

For the two, take the letter from the master's family and the deed to the door of the yamen to go through the formalities of leaving the country.

The yamen will not stop such good things as increasing taxpayers under the rule, the real difficulty is to get the main family in charge of the deed.

"I have been eating horse chews for so many years in Li's house, and I have learned the art of raising horses. If I want to redeem my body, the market price will be at least ten taels of silver..."

Thinking of this, Weitu's face turned ugly.

He has worked his way up from a tenant farmer to a horseman in Li's house, and the treatment he enjoys in Li's house has improved a lot, with wages, meat, and status in front of the master's house.

Even the master's family arranged a wedding for him...

If he doesn't redeem himself, all this is fine.

But redemption...

I had to spit out everything I ate and drank.

The status of a horseman will also increase the value of one's body.

Besides.

Technical workers are gold lumps.

The yamen enlists civil service, and he, a horseman, can also go on the job, saving the master's family a large amount of money for the service.

Under this premise, even if he saved enough taels of silver to redeem himself, Li Zhai would not let him go easily, not to mention that Master Li is still a "sharp man".

Miserly, skinny.

He ordered his servants to light only one stalk of the lamp, for fear of wasting their own oil.

"When Dad sold me back then, he only got five qian of silver and two buckets of wheat."

Wei Tu secretly sighed.

In just six years, his worth has doubled twenty times, which is unimaginable.

However, life was worthless during the famine, so it was a blessing for him to be able to sell himself to survive at that time.

"How much money do you have..." At night, when Xinghua returned to her room, Wei Tu asked about the private money in Xinghua's hand.

Although the two of them are married, according to the custom, all the private money Xinghua saved before is her own dowry, and his husband cannot use a penny without Xinghua's consent.

"Why are you asking this?" Xinghua's face showed a bit of vigilance.

The private house money she saved from working in Li's house these years is the foundation for her to live and work.

Even if Weitu is her man, she won't give out a penny without a valid reason.

"I... plan to leave my citizenship and take the martial arts exam. I don't have enough money..." Weitu said his plan without hesitation.

Now he and Xinghua are married, they are the closest people, they depend on each other for life.

Using Xinghua's dowry, even though he felt a little uncomfortable, but... the matter of getting out of citizenship involves the future, so the sooner the better.

He will not be hypocritical here.

If you owe Xinghua today, you can pay back a hundred times or a thousand times tomorrow.

Husband and wife, just bear the difficulties together and enjoy the blessings together.

"Get out? Brother Wei, what have you been stimulated by? Are you crazy?" Hearing Wei Tu's words, Xing Hua stood up in shock, her face full of fear, she lowered her voice, and scolded: "Leaving Li's house, where else can you go to find such a good job? After this autumn, I will test the tone of Grandma again, maybe this year I can rent the land..."

"When I rent the field, life will get better and I can move out of this main house."

After Xinghua chanted a few words, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she wiped it gently with a handkerchief.

She thought that she married a stable man and her life would be promising, but now it seems that Wei Tu is "restless" in his bones.

Martial arts?

Are martial arts exams that servants can take?
Ordinary people who came out of the martial arts examination had to bow down and call "Master Wuju" when they saw them.

"Look." Seeing Xinghua's appearance, Wei Tu didn't step up to comfort her, but walked out of the main room, picked up the two-hundred-jin stone lock at the corner of the courtyard, and brought it back into the room.

He played a trick in front of Xinghua.

Facts are the best proof.

He has the capital to test martial arts!

"It's not fake, is it?" Xinghua wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, walked to Weitu's side, and tried to lift the stone lock.

Soon, she showed an expression of disbelief, her eyes were brighter and crystal clear than the light of the oil lamp in the room.

The weight of the two hundred catties stone lock made it impossible for her to lift it, but her man has the ability to move it.

She is not a weak girl who can't carry it on her shoulders or hands.

Xinghua approached, touched Weitu's chest, and quickly touched the firm chest muscles and a pair of thick and sturdy arms through the summer clothes.

"Brother Wei, do you really plan to take the martial arts exam?" Xing Hua believed Wei Tu's words.

At this moment, she not only began to count on the next generation to be successful in school, but also counted on her man to be successful in this generation.

"As long as you practice bow and archery well, it shouldn't be a big problem to go to the martial arts examination to become a martial arts scholar." Although Wei Tu was not sure in his heart, he still gave Xinghua a guarantee.

There is still more than a year before the martial arts examination in Qingfeng Mansion. In this more than a year, his physique will definitely be stronger than now.

In addition, without slavery, it is convenient for him to do things. Even if he can't make a lot of money by relying on the modern gadgets in his mind, it is more than enough to make a few small money.

Now, with superior force, he can also protect the property he deserves.

Don't be afraid of Xiaoxiao coveting.

"My private money... There are three, two and seven dollars. This is the wages of so many years, and the daily rewards from the house..." Xinghua hesitated for a moment, took out her private money from the mahogany box in the corner, put it on the bed, and counted it.

She has been in Li's house for two years, and she is a maid, so she gets more rewards on weekdays, not to mention being a cook in Li's house later, a little bit of greed is a good income.

Of course, she is timid and dare not be greedy for big things. She only dares to be greedy for small bargains when buying vegetables and cutting meat.

The subordinates are greedy for money, these masters probably know, as long as they don't do too much, they won't ask too much.

Otherwise, with Li Tong's shrewdness, Xinghua wouldn't have been a cook for so long.

"I only have more than one tael in my hand, plus the money my father gave me, it counts to three taels."

"It's a distance of ten taels, and there's still three taels to go..."

Wei Tu calculated the combined amount of money for the two of them, and said.

"Three, two, three... If I can convince Grandma this year to rent a land of three or four acres, and get rid of the rent, I can earn five or six dollars."

"I'll ask Chunlan and Caixia to borrow some more, and with our future wages, the shortfall shouldn't be too big."

"It really doesn't work..."

Xinghua gritted her teeth, and made a plan to use her power to steal a lot of money.

"This won't work." Weitu saw Xinghua's plan and stopped it in time.

Greedy bargaining for petty money, this is a move within the rules. After Li Tong knows it, he will turn a blind eye.

But if he has a wrong mind, substitutes the inferior for the good, and plays with ghost scales, Li Tongshi will not be so easy to talk to at that time.

Even if Xinghua was killed, the yamen would not pursue too much, and fined him a sum of money.

"If you become successful, I can just be a kiln sister..." Seeing the worried look on Wei Tu's face, Xing Hua was moved in her heart, and said this sentence as if swearing.

"Bah bah bah."

"It's not fun to say that."

"What do you think of your man?"

Wei Tu frowned and reprimanded him.

(End of this chapter)