Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Chapter 48 The master is the master
Shen Changgui has been farming for decades, how could he not understand this.

Growing up, there were as many as five major disasters that he could remember, either drought or floods, and in the end there was no harvest.

It is common for those from poor families to pay rent and sell their sons and daughters.

After thinking about this, Shen Changgui took a long breath, "I just believe you this time, the previous bet has to be settled, and after one year, you two have to pay 200 taels of silver, if this bet is fulfilled, the future I don't care what you two do, but you two still have to be my daughters, that can't be changed."

If their small business really makes money, then he can enjoy the blessing of a daughter, just like what Shen Qing said, there are groups of servants, there are carriages and horses when they go out, and a few concubines are taken in. Letting the two of them take care of and raise him, he can rest easy.

Thinking about it this way, his daughter is promising, but for him, there are only benefits and no harm, so why does he come here every day to make a fuss?
As for Madam Song, it was just a leisurely pastime for him. Whether or not she wanted to do it or how long she wanted to do it was not a matter of a word from him.

On the way back, Shen Changgui walked briskly and hummed a tune, obviously in a good mood.

Madam Song followed, wanting to ask but not daring to ask.

She thinks that Shen Changgui is easy to handle, and she is sure that Shen's family can come in at will, just to see if she likes it or not, but today's encounter made her dumbfounded, so it turns out that everyone is good at pretending to be stupid.

In Xiao Shen's courtyard, Shen Hui already understood what her sister meant, but she was still worried, "Qing'er, do we really want to live with father in the future?"

Shen Qing sighed, "It has always been a matter of course for children to support their parents. If we really glanced at our biological father, not to mention spitting on him, even if the county government's grandfather knew about it, he would charge us with disobedience and unfilial piety." Farmers, industrialists, and merchants are the lowest class, even farmers look down on us, so what right do we have to speak?"

Shen Hui was worried, "It's not that I don't want to support my father, I'm just worried about the future..."

"Sister, I know what you are worried about. You are afraid that dad will cause trouble for us and make a lot of messy things. But there is nothing we can do now. I can't fight with him in the ring every now and then. Either I am incited by this or that to cause trouble. , we have big things to do, it’s important to appease him first, and then, can you really tolerate that stepmother named Song? Bah, I heard Huo Lin say that her son is a bastard, he doesn’t do big evils, but he keeps doing small things, and he always gets into trouble. It's a bottomless pit if his mother gives him the bottom line."

Shen Hui nodded, "That's not allowed, but can our father resist her sweet talk? Isn't our mother..."

When it comes to their mother, both sisters feel bad.

If they were really filial to their father without hindrance, it would seem that they had betrayed their mother again. After all, Shen Changgui had an unshirkable responsibility for his mother's death.

As of today, Zhu Er Er is still alive happily!
For a while, both of them were silent.

After a long time, Shen Huixian sighed in relief, "Hey! Take it one step at a time. This is indeed the best way to do it now. Let's talk about the future!"

Shen Qing nodded, "I'm afraid my aunt won't give up."

Shen Hui heard that she meant something wrong, "Qing'er, auntie is kind enough to take us to live here?" She asked without confidence.

Shen Qing was noncommittal, "Maybe!"

Seeing that the temple fair was approaching, Shen Qing and Huo Lin went to the White Horse Temple.

I originally thought that the temple was on a mountain, but when I got there, I saw that it was a slightly undulating area.

The temple is located on a rolling ridge with a drop of no more than 200 meters.

A winding path leads to the gate of the temple, with mountains and fields on both sides.

"Sister Qing, what are we looking for here?"

There is a square in front of the temple. In order to allow wealthy people to park their carriages, there are semi-open halls on the east and west sides. Now it is empty. When the temple fair is waiting for it, the place will be full of people, including slaves and other masters, as well as ordinary people taking a rest. common people.

Shen Qing asked him, "Where was the vendor at the temple fair before?"

"There are no stalls here, otherwise there will be too many people and there will be nowhere to stay. Only the fortune tellers in the temple and the beggars can stay here." Huo Lin pointed to the way down the mountain, "Ordinary vendors, They all set up stalls on the roadside going down the mountain.”

"What if it's too crowded and blocks the road?"

"Hey, you don't even know this. Vendors are poor people who are struggling to make a living. Who are those people riding horses on the mountain? If you annoy them, a whip is good, but those who are cruel Yeah, it's common to break people's arms and legs. In this case, who dares to block their way." Huolin seemed to know her plan, "Sister Qing, you want to set up a stall on the roadside? Then we have to hurry up early , you might have to come and get a spot on the first day, otherwise you won’t be able to get a good spot.”

The incense in the Baima Temple is very good. Although there were not huge crowds of people during the temple fair, it was crowded and trampled. It was very lively. Because of the gods and spirits in the temple, many foreigners also came to offer incense.

Shen Qing stood still, the wind blowing from the mountains and forests blew her Liu Hai, revealing a pair of bright eyes like glass.

Her skin is white, the kind that gets whiter as she gets sunburned, and her pupils are dark, with a faint layer of mist appearing.

Huo Lin was so stunned that he didn't even hear what Shen Qing said.

"Xiao Linzi?" Shen Qing waved his hand in front of his eyes.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"Did you see the house over there? Let's go ask the master in charge of the temple!"

"Ask what?"

After being informed by the young monk, a moment later, in the small Zen room next to the gatehouse, they met the master of the White Horse Temple, Mingli, who had a round head and big ears, and looked like a Buddha at first glance.

Huo Lin was a little restrained, he stood obediently, not daring to show his breath, while Shen Qing was unrestrained and generous.

Just kidding, she has lived two lifetimes, she has never seen anyone, a monk is not enough to make her panic.

"Excuse me, who is looking for the poor monk?"

"It's me. I have something to discuss with the master."

Master Mingli narrowed his single phoenix eyes and stared at her lightly, waiting to continue.

Shen Qing also knew that the master had given her a huge favor by meeting her once, so it was not easy to talk nonsense. "It's like this. There is a temple fair the day after tomorrow. I want to rent a house in front of the door to start a small business."

"This..." Mingli didn't expect that she would make such a request, so she didn't know how to answer it.

Shen Qing immediately said: "It is only rented during the temple fair, for ten days in total. Of course, this price is not an ordinary price. It will definitely be twice as expensive as usual. Calculated on a daily basis, what do you think?"

"This..." The master was the master, and he immediately understood her intention. This hesitation was because he was thinking about whether he would suffer a loss or not.

The White Horse Temple has its own property. Because it is not a royal temple, it is not a reward, but an property set down by the abbot and abbot over the years for the expenses of the temple.

Later, if there is any surplus, it will be used to buy fields and hire people to rent fields, and they will collect rent.

Therefore, being a monk also requires you to take care of business and household chores. It is not at all like what outsiders think of being devoted to Buddha and empty of ears.

Seeing that the old monk was relaxed, Shen Qing added, "I had no choice. My mother died early and my father was sick, so I took my sister and brother to make a living. But we didn't know how to farm, so we could only make a small business. This business is just a living, so please give us a livelihood for the sake of Buddha."

(End of this chapter)