: Flustered with nowhere to go

The rain lasted for the last month, and when it came, the three brothers of the Zhang family could not even sigh, because the reduction in harvest had become a reality.

Zhang Kun went to the field to crush the rice in handfuls. Most of it was empty, some were only half filled with rice, and less than ten were filled!

Facing this result, Zhang Jun's whole body shrank and his waist collapsed, as if he had aged by more than ten years.

Zhang Shu ran out every day and came back wet every day. Normally, Zhang Shu would have scolded him, but these days Zhang Shu had no intention of scolding him.

Zhang Heng, on the other hand, followed the steps step by step, memorizing and practicing calligraphy when it was time to do so.

He traveled through time from later generations, so he has knowledge that transcends this era, but he has mastered all the knowledge that scholars of this era should have.

At his level, let alone the number one scholar, he would not even be able to pass the interpretation test, let alone take part in the provincial examination.

Zhang Heng can be lazy in other things, but he is really meticulous when it comes to studying. Since he knows that his foundation is not good, he can only rely on diligence.

But Zhang Heng discovered a huge good thing, that is, he found that the brain of this body is really easy to use. Even if there is no photographic memory, he can remember an article as long as he recites it a few times. .

This saved him a lot of effort!

No wonder Zhang Heng was able to overcome all obstacles and win the crown.

——Without a good brain, he would never have gotten to that point.

Seeing Zhang Heng studying so hard, the eldest brother Zhang Jun finally felt some comfort:

——It doesn’t matter if there is a bad year, you can survive it eventually, but if your younger brother doesn’t learn well, then the Zhang family will be truly doomed!

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun suddenly remembered: Where did Zhang Shu's unfortunate thing go?

Zhang Jun turned around, picked up the hoe and walked out. Today, the legs and feet of this dog must be broken, otherwise he will still run out!

——With my legs broken, I can naturally study well at home.

He went out and searched twice, but couldn't find anyone. His anger was gone, but he was wilting again. When he was returning home with his head hanging down, he saw Zhang Heng walking out neatly dressed.

Zhang Jun walked up to him curiously and said, "Third brother, where are you going?"

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Brother, I'm going to the city to see if there is anything I can do. This year's harvest is not guaranteed. If we don't find a way to make some money, we will really starve next year."

Zhang Jun's face darkened: "What are you looking for? Your mission is to study! Don't think about cheating and sneaky things like the second child! Go back quickly!"

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, you don't know me yet, I definitely can't do any evil things. When I go to the city, I mainly go to the city to find people to settle accounts, and do jobs like writing family letters for people. I just earn three melons and two dates, so that I can help my family survive this disaster year. My main job is studying!"

Zhang Jun sneered and said: "Don't pretend to be loyal to me. They say the boss is stupid, the second boss is treacherous, and every family has a bad third boss... You are the most cowardly and bad person in our family. You think I don't know!" It's useless for you to say anything about this, just go back to study!"

Zhang Heng suddenly became angry: How can you tell the truth!

Can this truth be said nonsense?

Zhang Heng sighed: "Brother, if you don't let me find work, how will we get our food rations?"

"There are still some at home!" Zhang Jun said decisively.

Zhang Heng continued to sigh: "A bucket of water and a dozen grains of rice are enough for one meal. Even if you eat this way, you won't be able to sustain the harvest.

Our rice sizing this year is not even 1 out of 10, which is not enough to pay the tax.

In other words, we will run out of food in a few months, my dear brother, where will our food rations come from?"

Zhang Jun said firmly: "If you run out of food, go to the clan to borrow it. They can't watch us starve to death, right?"

Zhang Heng shook his head: "My eldest brother, not only our family will reduce production this year, but the entire Pucheng will have to reduce production, and maybe even Jianzhou and Fuzhou will have to reduce production.

As the saying goes, "If you harvest in Pucheng, there will be rice in Fuzhou." Pucheng is a production area. If the harvest here is not good, other places will not be good either.

Then next year, each household may not even have enough food rations for itself, so who cares whether we live or die?"

Zhang Xun's eyes were a little red, but he still held on: "This is an issue that I should consider, big brother. You can just study!"

Zhang Heng really sighed now: "Okay, then it's all hard work, brother."

After saying this, Zhang Heng turned around and went back.

Zhang Jun watched the third child return to the house, and soon the sound of reading could be heard.

Zhang Jun started to shake his head and listened for a while before quietly leaving.

——He still has to go to the ground to drain water. Although there is less grouting, he still has to take care of it, otherwise there will be no trace of it.

However, he didn't notice that Zhang Heng read for a while and then came out again, taking another route and bypassing his home to avoid running into him.

Zhang Heng's family is not far from Pucheng, because the Zhang family's ancestors first settled in Pucheng, and later spread out. The Zhang family could no longer live in Pucheng, so their descendants moved to surrounding areas, but they were not far from Pucheng.

It took Zhang Heng more than half an hour to arrive at Pucheng.

Pucheng is the junction of Jiangnan East Road, Liangzhe Road and Fujian Road 3, so Pucheng is also the commodity circulation channel of Fujian Road, Liangzhe Road and Jiangnan East 3rd Road, and is adjacent to the regional material distribution center, so Pucheng has more advantages than Fujian Road.

Due to the prosperity of the town, businessmen in the past even called Pucheng "Little Suzhou".

Zhang Heng entered Pucheng. The prosperity of Pucheng was naturally nothing in his eyes, but there were some simple and simple things that he could appreciate.

Zhang Heng carefully distinguished the words that filled his ears. There were Min dialects from Fuzhou, Wu dialects from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and Mandarin from the north. There were also some words that Zhang Heng couldn't understand. They were probably dialects from certain places.

It really deserves to be called Little Suzhou.

This is a good thing for Zhang Heng - when business is prosperous, it will be easy for him to find a job.

It's just that what he thought was simple.

He found a few larger shops and went in to ask if they needed a cashier or manager. The waiters looked at him as if he were a fool. Some of the more restrained ones just said they didn't need it for the time being, while the other ones made sarcastic remarks directly.

"Which family are you a young man from? The accountant is so confidential. Most of them use relatives. Even if they don't use relatives, they have to use people close to them. How can there be any reason to recruit from outside?

As for stewards and so on... Ha, which steward is not trained by oneself? You just want to be a steward if you keep talking... Why don't I give you the store!"

The words were hard to hear, but Zhang Heng understood.

——Businesses in this era are somewhat rudimentary, but they are mainly family-owned businesses, and the management model is also primitive. They basically rely on close associates, and rarely just recruit them from outside.

Especially in a small town like Pucheng with strong local awareness, even a young man needs to know the basics before he can use it.

Zhang Heng's family is from the suburbs of Pucheng, and his family reputation is naturally good, but he will take the imperial examination route in the future, and becoming a bookkeeper is already a helpless move. Where can he find such a humble job as a boy?

Zhang Heng pondered on the street for a long time and felt that he still had to go through various channels to solve this matter. However, Zhang Heng was a little hesitant about who to look for.

Logically speaking, he should go to his family, but he quickly shook his head.

The Zhang family cannot be found.
Chapter completed!