Farmer's little Fubao is cheating

"It doesn't matter, just let him stay!" Chang'an said, "Just let him see our animation."

"What animation?" In recent years, Zhao Yuan has been very strictly controlled by the husband hired by his father, and with two followers, he has no time to sneak out of the house, so he has never watched the animation that is popular in the county.

Chang'an led him into the house and pointed at the long scroll that the apprentices were making: "This is it."

She sells one or two painted roulette wheels every month, as well as many scrolls, and her income is considerable.

The income of the young apprentices has also increased with the tide. Each of them can earn several dollars a month, sometimes more.

"What is this? Why are there so many paintings?" Zhao Yuan stretched his neck to look at the scroll and saw that it was full of brightly colored generals, monsters, and dancing girls. He couldn't help but be curious.

"You'll know when you see it." Chang'an asked his two apprentices to move the roulette wheel out of the house and show it to Zhao Yuan and Magistrate Zhao.

The little hoe and his two apprentices also took the initiative to dub a story about the Monkey King causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

Magistrate Zhao was also stunned by the movements of the little figures in the picture, whose facial expressions were also very lifelike, whether they were smiling or crying, just like real people.

Zhao Yuan was even more amazed and couldn't help but ask to see it again.

Therefore, Magistrate Zhao, who was supposed to rush back to the county seat that day, made an exception and stayed at Song Sanshun's house for one night and did not go back until the next day.

Several servants and government servants who accompanied him also stayed at Song Sanshun's house. For this reason, Wu and her mother killed two chickens to entertain the guests.

As soon as Magistrate Zhao left, Zhao Yuan played even crazier.

I took my two boys to visit all the food stalls in the village, and also sat under the old locust tree and watched the performance for a long time.

Chang'an was brought into the house by his uncle and aunt.

Song Sanshun dug up the stone slabs on the ground, pointed to the jar below and said: "Chang'an, there are three to four thousand taels of silver here. You can take them all to the capital. Your father is now a hundred households. He may stay in the capital in the future. You can take it when the time comes. Use this money to buy a house in the capital."

Chang'an was a little confused: "How can I bring such a big pot of money to the capital?"

"I will transport this silver to the county bank and exchange it for you to exchange for some silver notes." Song Sanshun said: "Your aunt will sew a few hidden bags for you, wrap the banknotes in oily paper, and hide them in In a secret bag.”

Changan nodded: "Okay."

Song Sanshun added: "Uncle also saved some money for you and will give it to you when you get married."

Chang'an quickly shook his head: "What I have is enough. Uncle, go and buy a house in the county. In the future, you and your aunt Chang Ning will move to the county. Well, we will also take Grandma Aweng to the county."

Since the last incident, Changan was frightened and no longer dared to go out alone, so he came up with the idea of ​​​​going to live in the county town.

Song Sanshun sighed: "Uncle still has a lot of money, and your animation business is still going on. Uncle will save part of it for you every month."

"Yeah." Chang'an thought for a moment and said, "If this business doesn't work, uncle, just write to me and I'll think of other ways."

Song Sanshun smiled: "Okay."

The next day, Song Sanshun sent Chang'an's silver to the largest bank in the county and exchanged it for four thousand taels of silver notes.

The number of tickets is two hundred and one, twenty tickets in total.

These banknotes are numbered and stamped, and they even have redemption deadlines to prevent counterfeiting.

Wrap the banknote in oil paper, give it to his wife, put it in Chang'an's inner pocket, and then sew the opening of the pocket shut with needle and thread.

Chang'an has been busy recharging the woodja seeds these days, preparing to hand them over to his uncle and aunt.

Finally, Shengsheng transformed the small seedling in the palm of her hand into a small bud with only one leaf.

"Aunt, these ten beads are for you. The red thread can cure diseases and save people, and the blue thread can make people stronger. Don't give it to anyone else. Well, you can give one to my uncle to wear when he takes the exam."

Chang'an told her aunt the purpose of the beads, and finally said, "When the beads grow out, I will make them into bracelets and send them to you." Mrs. Wu felt sad and held her niece in her arms: "Chang'an, Just take care of yourself outside, your uncle and I don't need so much at home."

Little Changning, who was one year old, crawled over and hugged his sister too, shouting: "Sister, give me a hug."

Chang'an had no choice but to get out of his aunt's arms and hug his sister.

Chang Ning looked at her sister with her big black eyes, and patted her with her little hands: "Sister, don't cry."

"Sister is not crying." Changan wiped his eyes and kissed his little sister.

Xiao Changning smiled, showing the six teeth in his mouth.

On the first day of September, Wu got up before dawn and boiled twenty eggs, made two jars of hot sauce, and kneaded bread to serve as dry food for Chang'an.

Two bamboo water bottles were also prepared, and they were filled with cold water.

In addition, I packed two boxes of clothes, shoes and socks, a warm cloak, a small copper stove, a kettle, etc. for Chang'an. I also packed two baskets of dried dates and persimmons.

Dozens of copper coins and silver ingots were put in boxes for spending on the road to Chang'an.

Wu then made a pot of dumplings for Chang An and Zhao Yuan to eat in the morning.

Song Sanshun went to hitch the donkey cart and prepare to send his niece to the county town.

After dinner, Chang An got on his own donkey cart, which was filled with boxes and other luggage, as well as a set of animated roulette wheels and two paper-carved books.

Zhao Yuan also wanted to climb onto Chang'an's car, but was held tightly by the boy.

The boy begged in a low voice: "Young master, you are already nine years old, and my wife is also seven years old. Don't be rude, or be careful of your wife's criticism."

Zhao Yuan had no choice but to return to his mule cart and sit down, muttering: "Humph! Grandma has so many rules! I see there are several young men and women in Uncle Song's family, which is much larger than Chang'an. Aren't they all sitting together?"

The boy said with a sad face: "Can a country family compare with ours?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Yuan kicked him over and said angrily: "Who is a country man? Chang'an father is a military commander of the imperial court, and you are the one who can talk nonsense?"

The boy immediately begged for mercy: "I'm a slave who is ignorant and deserves to be beaten." He said and slapped himself lightly on the cheek.

Zhao Yuan simply didn't notice and turned to look out the car window.

More than two hours later, the vehicle entered the county seat and arrived at the backyard of the county government office.

Zhao Yuan asked the servants and servants at the door to carry down Chang An's luggage, and took Song Sanshun and Chang An into the backyard to meet their parents.

Magistrate Zhao has handed over the county government affairs and is now at home instructing the servants to pack things.

Seeing Song Sanshun coming, he asked his servant to watch tea.

Mrs. Wang also came out of the inner courtyard and greeted Chang An gently: "Come over and sit down."

Chang'an bowed respectfully to the county magistrate and his wife, and presented a basket of dried date persimmon cakes and a jar of hot sauce: "This is home-made. It's delicious. I brought it to my wife to try."

Mrs. Wang smiled and accepted it, and asked the maid to bring tea.

Song Sanshun also saluted the county magistrate and his wife, and said respectfully: "I'll leave Chang'an to my wife."

"Don't worry, we will be escorted by a bodyguard team when we return to Beijing this time, and we will ensure that Chang'an is delivered to her mother." Mrs. Wang drank tea and looked at her uncle and nephew.

I really can't tell that this little mud-legged guy is actually a rich man.

The last vicious incident in Songjia Village alarmed the imperial court, and her husband was almost deposed. If his mother's family hadn't tried their best to maneuver around the capital, it might not have been as simple as renewing his position this time.