Zhou Dalang and others also lived in the small courtyard rented by Lang Xin on Thursday. In the evening, the brothers gathered in a room to count money. Man Bao and Zhou Lijun sat aside to check the accounts, and by the way, they calculated everyone's wages and asked them to

Go home so you can give money to people.

The brothers carefully collected all the silver ingots in the sack. Zhou Dalang put the sack in the middle of the bed and decided to sleep with the silver in his arms at night.

Zhou Zuolang and Zhou Lang discussed, "The eldest brother and the third brother have visited several nearby villages. Basically, the good wheat has been reserved as wheat seeds by our family. If we make this trip again, it will probably be gone. If we want to buy it again,

, then you can only find Mr. Bai."

Zhou Lang pondered and said: "After one more trip, the goods for the county government will be almost there. Our brothers will just pick up the rest slowly. Then we will slowly explore, and the business in some villages outside Yizhou City will also be done."

I can keep doing it.”

"That's what I mean," Zhou Dalang put down the money and turned around and said, "But don't make the business too big. Our prices are low. It's not certain whether Mr. Bai is willing to sell our wheat seeds at such a low price."

Zhou Lang lamented, "In the past, Mr. Bai bought wheat seeds from us, but now things have changed and it's time for us to ask for help."

Manbao calculated the accounts and asked Zhou Lijun to copy them. Hearing this, he said, "That means our business has become bigger."

"There's nothing good about being big, it's a lot of trouble," Zhou Lang said: "I still like a small business, it's free and easy, and no one will bully you when no one is paying attention, but I'm afraid it won't work now."

Manbao looked at Datou and Ertou and said regretfully: "It's a pity that you two brothers can't study well, otherwise you can be the backers of our family in the future."

"Don't think about it," Zhou Erlang said with disgust, "If you count on the two of them, you might as well count on the five and six heads."

Those two have only been able to talk for a short time, so what kind of cleverness can be seen in them?

Man Bao was speechless for a moment and asked: "How are the studies of San Tou and Si Tou going?"

Zhou Dalang and Zhou Lang sighed together.

As soon as Manbao heard it, he got it and didn’t need to listen anymore.

She could only reach out and pat Zhoulang and Wulang on the shoulders, "Fourth brother, fifth brother, it's up to you from now on. Well, fifth brother should also work hard."

Wutou's father Zhou Lang:...

Zhou Dalang looked at Man Bao's head and said, "All the cleverness of our old Zhou family is in your head."

Zhou Lang couldn't help but mutter in his heart: That's because his parents were born well, and their mother is also smart, so the problem still lies with his father.

Apparently, there were many brothers who had the same idea as Zhou Lang. They all looked at Man Bao's little head and sighed quietly.

In the final analysis, my grandma was partial and gave all her good brains to my uncle.

Manbao:……

After receiving the first sum of money, the Zhou brothers went ahead with confidence and boldness, especially after seeing the profits calculated by Man Bao and Zhou Lijun.

They are even more attentive. For the sake of long-term cooperation in the future, the brothers are eager to check every grain of wheat.

After Lao Zhou had lost his hair for three days, when he saw the money they brought back and heard about Magistrate Tang's generosity, he immediately became energetic and slept soundly at night, without losing any hair.

He woke up laughing several times in his dream, and he whispered to Qian: "County magistrates like Magistrate Yang and Magistrate Tang are good people. Think about those county magistrates in the past, how could ordinary people like us dare to follow

They are doing business. If they do this, wouldn’t it mean that the meat buns beat the dogs and they will never come back?"

"Speak softer."

Old Zhoutou: "I'll just tell you."

This time the Zhou brothers made a big move, even Magistrate Yang was alarmed, but he just watched silently for a while.

Recently, a lot of refugees suddenly came to their county. He went down to visit them and vaguely knew that he had been cheated.

But when people are brought right in front of you, it makes no sense to push them away, right?

So while arranging labor services, building water conservancy projects, clearing wasteland and allocating land for the refugees, building houses to keep out the cold, they also distributed food relief and registered people in the Luojiang County household registration.

Sure enough, not long after, Magistrate Yang was impeached again.

Some people tried to seize power from others, and this time it was not the magistrates of several nearby counties who impeached him, but the imperial censor in the capital.

Magistrate Yang has two more books on his desk, and he must write a defense book.

County Magistrate Yang sighed. Although he was not afraid of being ginseng, being ginsenged all the time would have a bad impact on him. For example, it would leave a bad impression on the senior officials in the court that he was very happy with his achievements.

But who knows his grievances? This time it was really not him who robbed someone, but someone who sent someone to him. If he didn't take care of him, he would feel very sorry for himself.

After the refugees were resettled, they needed grain seeds, so Magistrate Yang reduced the wheat seeds donated to the capital by one-third. Huh, don't you like to join him?

Then take part and see who suffers.

Nowadays, the matter of producing fine seeds in Luojiang County has come to an end. The imperial court has praised Magistrate Yang, but it has not yet had time to reward him for his merits.

Since we have passed the Ming Road, we naturally need to provide some good wheat seeds to the royal manor and the imperial court's Sinong Temple.

So before this year's autumn harvest was over, official documents from the court arrived, and the palace even sent a chamberlain to communicate.

Of course, he is not only here for the royal estate, but also for this princess, that imperial concubine, and that prince. Their village is all in short supply of such fine seeds...

Of course Magistrate Yang didn't give it for free, but there were always people who wanted to take it for free, so he was in a bad mood recently.

When he is in a bad mood, he wants to make others feel bad too.

That's why the Zhou brothers' second batch of grain seeds were shipped out here. He whispered to the servant who was still living in the county, saying that at least half of the fine seeds in the county had been taken away by Yizhou City.

Now he couldn't give them better seeds even if he wanted to, so he could only provide them to the emperor and Sinong Temple first.

The chamberlain was shocked, but looking at Yang Heshu, who had a respectful attitude and a calm expression, he did not dare to say anything bold.

This is not an ordinary county magistrate, and he is not someone who can get angry.

He could only hold his breath and set off back to Beijing. Of course, before returning to Beijing, he had a letter flown back to the capital.

The Zhou brothers happily handed over the second batch of wheat seeds to Magistrate Tang, received two sacks of silver from him, paid all their wages, and returned the carriage and horse, and everyone returned happily.

Gone home.

After two trips, the Zhou family's savings doubled. Old Zhou was so happy that he almost rolled on the pile of money.

The reason why it is said to be a close call is because they counted the money first, and then Qian had to distribute the money to his sons.

Of course, not all of it will be divided, but half of it must be divided. Including Datou, Ertou and Erya who participated this time, they can all share the money, so there is still a lot to be divided.
Chapter completed!