In the past few months, Wanmang and the brothers in the third room have been living uneasy and depressed.

Originally, the situation of the children of the fourth house in Wan family was the worst, because their family was born in a vassal family and was not favored by the old man. In the past, they could only ask for some work in the second house, or even the fourth house, to earn some money, and have no sense of existence.

It was not until more than three years ago that the old man nodded and asked the three bedrooms to independently manage the business, that is, the bookstore. Although the business of the bookstore is far from being compared with big businesses such as money shops, restaurants, carriages and horse stores, they have at least gained a foundation, which made Wanmang and other brothers particularly strive for it. In just a few years, Wanjia Bookstore opened to four or five county towns under Hengzhou Prefecture, and even had the intention of unifying the Hengzhou border book market.

So over the past year, they have become more enthusiastic. They thought that as long as they win the book market in Jiangcheng County, they would be able to be completely proud. Then there was nothing else. They lost the sand in Jiangcheng County, lost thousands of taels of silver, and returned in shame.

In the eyes of the three-bedroom people, all of this was caused by the fact that the people in the eldest house were turning their elbows outwards, so since they came back, they wanted to complain to the elderly at home. But in the end, the old man left them aside. It was not until today's New Year that Wan Mang was able to tell the matter in person, and the one in his heart was so resentful.

Even though he didn't dare to have a real attack, he still whispered: "We finally gained a foothold in Jiangcheng County. With some improvement, we were about to squeeze out the Gujia Bookstore. As a result, the Changfang lent them a large sum of silver, which made the Gujia Bookstore turn over. Old Master, you can't be too biased..."

"Rare!" Wan Yao, the head of the Wan family who was sitting at the old man, immediately snorted, "Do you still have any thoughts of magnanimity? You dare to talk so nonsense here, and you even blame the old man for coming?"

"My grandson knew that he was wrong, I was just in a hurry..." Wan Mang woke up and looked panicked, and almost knelt down. Fortunately, the old man waved his hand at this time and said disrespectfully: "Okay, don't scare people for the New Year today, he's also a mistake. Lang'er, tell me why you have to lend money to outsiders, right?"

Wanlang is a man who has a houseboy. He was very fond of the old man since he was a child. At this time, he acted very casually and still looked careless. He smiled and said, "Is this an obvious thing? The old man told us before that we should look at the long-term business. The most important thing is not immediate interests, so we should make more friends and establish a good reputation. Our Wanjia Money House has always adhered to this concept. No matter who it is, as long as it is suitable, we can lend them money. As for whether they are fighting with our own industries, it is completely secondary.

"Otherwise, how could our Wanjia Money House have made such a big reputation in Hengzhou, so that those merchants who do business want to come to us to borrow money when they are short of money, so that the people in the city can save the money here with confidence? Twelve brother, if you say that if I don't lend them money and then someone spreads the news of our different treatment of customers, it will affect the credibility of our money house and future transactions, who will bear the consequences?"

"Hmph, you're clearly just quibbling..."

Wan Lang turned his face solemnly and shook his head and said, "Brother Twelve, you are wrong. The reputation and reputation of the people we do business have always been the best, which is more important than making any transaction! Moreover, your three-bedroom practices over the past few years have indeed been too much. They almost kill them every time they arrive, and squeeze out all the local bookstores and bookstores.

"I have wanted to remind you that this will not last long, and someone will inevitably make you pay the price. Sure enough, you have fallen into a big fall in Jiangcheng County this time. There is no end to the business in the world, and it is not something that our family can swallow. No one can stand alone in any business. If you insist on doing this, it will end up in failure."

As soon as he said this, not only Wan Yao, but also the old man's eyes showed appreciation. However, Wan Mang still looked angry: "It sounds nice, but after all, it is because it is not your business to buy a house, so you don't feel sorry for you."

"Okay, I won't mention this for now. I have said that there is no way to make money and not lose money when doing business. As long as you can learn from it, you will not lose money if you make progress in the future. The bookstore will continue to be managed by the third house next year, but don't be as radical as this year. First manage the business of several county towns you have, and then expand your ideas." The old man said and looked at the back, "Fourth house, let's talk about your business."

After another answer, the fourth house of Wan Family finally explained everything about the business and roughly understood the overall idea for next year. At this time, it was already around the third day. Listening to the constant sound of firecrackers outside, Wan Yao waved his hand and said, "Everyone should leave, rest early. You have to get up early to worship your ancestors tomorrow, don't get up too late."

"Yes." These people all stood up and bowed three times, as if they were to wish the old man a New Year, and then they left the door one after another. After a while, only the old man, Wan Yao, Wan Yuan, Wan Liao and other people in charge were left in the room.

It was not until then that the old man's eyes were completely opened, revealing the light of wisdom: "What do you say this year?"

Wan Yao took the lead and said, "The couple worked very hard, but the three children still lacked some pattern. After a few months, they still didn't understand how he was defeated in Jiangcheng County. They just grabbed the eldest wife and borrowed money from the Gujia Bookstore." As they said that, they sighed and shook their heads.

"This is also impossible. They had just entered the mall, but they were used to being smooth sailing because of our Wanjia signboard, so they thought all victory was natural. Perhaps if they had a few years of experience, the situation would be much better." Wan Liao also said.

Wan Yuan nodded in agreement: "Old man, I sent someone to Jiangcheng County to investigate. In fact, the third house was not defeated by the boss of the Gu family. It was someone else who gave him some advice and made the third house return in vain."

"Is it the kid named Li Ling? I've heard from the eldest house mention it. It's really amazing to have such ability and vision at a young age." The old man grinned, "If such a talent could be used by our thousands of families."

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. I heard that he has been interested in entering the officialdom recently and has a good relationship with the local county magistrate."

"Oh? That's really amazing. In any case, such people can only be friends with each other and not offend them. I really want to meet and talk to young people who can write about the gods and come up with many printing ideas."

"Yes. I think it's better to let Lang'er get in touch with him? Lang'er has no other skills, but he is quite good at making friends." Wan Yuan hurriedly suggested.

"Fifth brother, you have given birth to a good son. What I said today is much better than most of the children." Wan Liao said with a smile.

"It was just because the old man taught well a few years ago that this kid made some progress. But that's it. He just refused to focus on business." Wan Yuan sighed.

"Langer is really smart, but she is young now, so she has no idea. But as long as she gets older, it will be better. Don't you come here like this? And your father, the same is true." The old man was quite happy with Wan Lang's grandson, and immediately defended him, and then waved his hand, "Okay, you guys should also leave. Li Ling can let Langer try to get in touch. It would be best if he can make friends."

"Yes, grandson has written it down." The three heads of the family stood up and responded, and then Wan Yao helped the old man out of the door...

...

Li Ling, who was working hard at home, didn't know that he had been attracted by several important figures in the Wan family, but he felt that his writing was like a urination... Well, the spring was surging... Not only did he write two articles in just two hours, but he also wrote the follow-up plot of the Congregation of the Gods that had troubled him for a long time.

This passage is the plot of the battle against the seven monsters of Meishan at the end of the novel. The original book is full of Yang Jian’s highlight moments, almost beating the opposite side with his own strength. Moreover, the seven monsters are not particularly outstanding except Yuan Hong, who is the leader. They are incomparable to the Zhuxian Formation and the Wanxian Formation in front.

Li Ling made a major change this time, allowing Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Yang Jian and others to join forces to fight with him. Various magical plans were all flying together. Although they could not compare to the previous battles of gods and immortals, they also had a different aesthetic sense and even set up several main characters.

It was not until the crackling sound of firecrackers sounded in the alley that Li Ling raised his pen and realized that it was midnight. In other words, New Year's Eve had passed, and now it is the first day of the new year.

This made him feel dazed again. Before he knew it, he had been living in this Great Yue Dynasty for a year, and the memories of his previous life were gradually blurred except for family and friends. Perhaps in a few days, everything would become an unreal dream.

Then, Li Ling laughed again. Although Yue'er was still holding a pen in her hand, she was completely lying on the table, and a few saliva flowed out along the corner of her mouth, looking particularly cute and silly. When Li Ling got up to check, she found that the paper in front of her was not the poems in the Book of Songs that she had to copy, but the "bad brother" and "stinky brother" full of paper...
Chapter completed!