sinovels Chapter 1478: A small yellow croaker can only be exchanged for one tiger blood meatball
Chapter 1478: A small yellow croaker can only be exchanged for one tiger blood meatball
Chapter 1478: Ten small yellow croakers can only be exchanged for one tiger blood ball
Wang Changhai's words almost made Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan drop their jaws.
When the mother and daughter discussed the Wang family business at home, they discussed countless possibilities.
Zhao Jun even suspected that his grandfather might be dealing with opium gourds. After all, all the bandits in the mountains grew opium gourds, and his grandfather was probably working in the middle.
But Wang Meilan said it was impossible, because the beards on the mountain only planted two or three rows of tobacco gourds, and they could only make two bowls of it. They didn't sell the small amount, but distributed it to everyone as painkillers.
And the most important thing is that Wang Meilan always believed that her father would never earn that kind of money.
Today Wang Changhai revealed the answer to the mystery. It turns out that Wang Dabazhang is the overlord of the underworld, and he has more than a thousand gangsters under his command.
This answer was something Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan had never expected.
At this time, Zhao Jun turned his head and looked at Wang Meilan. Zhao Jun said nothing, but his eyes flickered, as if asking: "Mom, didn't you say that my grandmother was a serious businessman?"
Wang Meilan blinked twice. She never expected that she was actually born as a gangster daughter.
"Hey?" Zhao Jun suddenly remembered something and asked Wang Changhai, "Sixth Grandfather, how did my great grandmother support these beards?"
If he doesn't rob or resell "tobacco", what business does Wang Dabazhang rely on to support his thousand or so employees?
The crops were not good in those days, and the corn planted at the foot of the mountain was only twelve or thirteen centimeters long.
Not to mention farming on the mountain, it costs money to feed and clothe more than a thousand people.
It is not easy to support more than a thousand people.
"Selling tiger blood balls!" Wang Changhai said, "Selling horses or fresh goods is nothing compared to this."
"Ah?" Zhao Jun was startled, remembering the 4,000 yuan Wang Changhai had given him before. He hurriedly asked Wang Changhai, "Sixth Uncle, how much did a tiger blood pill sell for in those days?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Changhai raised his hands, crossed his index fingers, gestured to Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan, and said, "Ten small yellow croakers!"
"What?" The money-loving nature hidden in Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan's blood burst out. The mother and daughter's big eyes lit up and they said in unison: "Ten small yellow croakers!"
In the early years, the old government had a unit that specialized in making gold bars. They cut and pressed gold bricks into gold bars of different sizes, including ten taels, five taels, and one tael.
These gold bars were commonly used among the people, and gradually a ten-liang gold bar was called a big yellow croaker, while a one-liang gold bar was called a small yellow croaker.
This ten liang or one liang does not mean fifty grams in the metric system, but the old system of sixteen liang equaling one jin.
In other words, that small yellow croaker is equivalent to 31 grams of gold today. According to Wang Meilan's consumption when she went down the mountain, if a small yellow croaker is sold at the price of gold at this time, it is no problem to get 1,500 yuan.
How much would ten small yellow croakers cost?
"Sixth Uncle." Wang Meilan asked Wang Changhai anxiously, "How are the small yellow croaker... no, the tiger blood balls made?"
"This..." When Wang Meilan asked him, Wang Changhai immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Lanzi, ask your sixth uncle. He doesn't know either."
Zhao Jun, Wang Meilan: "..."
I don’t know… You said it so lively that Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan were a little disappointed for a moment.
"Sixth Grandfather." Zhao Jun asked, "Then no one among you knows?"
"Yes, how could there not be one?" Wang Changhai said so, and Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan immediately became excited. The mother and daughter asked in unison: "Who? Who knows?"
"My elder brother!" I don't know why Wang Changhai said this so naturally and confidently.
Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan both curled their lips, and Wang Yanshuang also reached out and pulled his father.
"Sixth Uncle." Wang Meilan said with a smile, "Why don't you tell the old immortal that he knows?"
Wang Changhai was stunned, and at this time Wang Yanshuang had already laughed out loud.
“You little brat!” Wang Changhai pointed at Wang Meilan and said with a smile, “Your mouth is still so dark!”
"Hehe..." Wang Meilan smiled, picked up the cigarette box on the table, took out a pack of Shilin cigarettes, and gave them to Wang Changhai and Wang Yanshuang.
Wang Changhai was the same. Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan didn't mention him. He just kept muttering to Wang Meilan, "The little grandson of your fourth brother's third brother..."
"Oh!" Wang Meilan looked at Wang Yanshuang in surprise and asked, "Fourth brother, how many children do you have?"
"Three! All of them are boys!" Wang Yanshuang raised his hand and gestured, saying with a smile: "We are living with the third child now. His little boy has been sick since he was born. He always needs injections and medicine, and he is always embarrassed."
"Mei Lian Zi" is a Northeastern dialect, which means something unclean.
Symptoms of a child being embarrassed are crying for no reason and not sleeping well at night.
"How old is the child?" Wang Meilan asked. Wang Yanshuang said, "He will be five years old during the Chinese New Year."
"That's not good." Wang Meilan said so. Wang Changhai sighed and said, "On days like Qingming Festival, July 15th, and October 1st, we didn't dare let him go out. He would step on the ashes left by burning paper in someone's house and make a scene when he got home at night. He would make a scene for several nights."
"Oh my god!" Wang Meilan frowned and said, "This won't do."
As she spoke, Wang Meilan looked at Wang Yanshuang and asked, "Fourth brother, have you taken the child to see the doctor?"
"I saw him." Wang Yanshuang sighed, "He was a doctor, a surgeon. He took him to see it many times."
Seeing a doctor includes seeing both internal medicine and surgery. Here Wang Yanshuang singles out surgery to make it clear that this is a special type of surgery.
Here, seeing a doctor like Old Mrs. Han is called seeing a surgeon.
"Then Sixth Uncle, Fourth Brother." At this time, Wang Meilan guessed the purpose of the two men's visit, and immediately asked the Wang family father and son: "Then you came here to find the tiger blood pills to cure my grandson's illness?"
"Yes, Lanzi." Wang Changhai nodded heavily and said, "After taking the tiger pills, not only will you not get sick, but you will also lose face and won't dare to go near him."
"We don't have any at home, Uncle Six." Wang Meilan sighed and said, "If my family has one, I'll give one to my little grandson."
"Tsk!" After hearing what Wang Meilan said, Wang Changhai smacked his lips while smoking a cigarette and said, "It's okay, Lanzi. Isn't it good that your sixth uncle came back to see you?"
"Sixth Grandfather, Fourth Uncle." At this time, Zhao Jun stood up and said to the Wang family father and son, "You sit down."
"Where are you going, son?" Wang Meilan asked, and saw Zhao Jun raised his hand and pointed towards the west room. Wang Meilan didn't understand what Zhao Jun meant, but she didn't ask again.
At this time, Zhao Jun said to Wang Meilan, "Mom, pick up the needle and sew the clothes for my sixth grandfather and my fourth uncle."
"Oh, that's not so good." Wang Meilan stood up quickly after hearing that. The Wang father and son were busy stuffing money into their cotton-padded jackets, while Zhao Jun walked towards the west room.
After a while, Zhao Jun came back clutching something. When he entered the room, he heard Wang Changhai saying to Wang Meilan, "These four thousand yuan shouldn't be enough. But your sixth uncle really has no choice."
"It's okay, Uncle Six." Wang Meilan said, "With the relationship between our two families, if there really is one, what can I do if I give you one?"
They are all relatives, some are close and some are distant.
Just like Wang Changyou whom Zhao Jun had met in Changling that day, the old man was also a cousin of Wang Dabazhang and Wang Changhai. But when Zhao Jun came back that day and mentioned that person, Wang Meilan immediately shook her head and signaled him not to mention that person.
"Sixth Uncle, do you think this thing works?" Zhao Jun walked to Wang Yanshuang's side where Wang Changhai was sitting. Zhao Jun put the thing in his hand on the kang table between Wang Yanshuang and Wang Changhai.
"Wow!" When Wang Changhai and Wang Yanshuang looked up at Zhao Jun when they saw what Zhao Jun had put on the table, there was surprise in their eyes.
"What about this thing?" Wang Changhai took the tiger tooth in his hand, and at this time Zhao Jun had already sat opposite him.
"Sixth Grandfather." Zhao Jun pointed at the tiger tooth in Wang Changhai's hand and said, "This thing can't cure diseases, but you can go home and drill a hole in it, put a string through it and hang it around the child's neck. You won't dare to mess with us if you don't have the face to do so."
"Oh my!" Wang Changhai was extremely excited. He clasped his fists towards Zhao Jun and said, "My great grandson..."
"Alright! Alright!" Zhao Jun saw this and quickly stood up and held Wang Changhai's hand, saying, "Sixth Grandfather, I'm a junior, how can you do this to me?"
"My nephew!" Wang Yanshuang was also very excited and said, "You don't know, we are so worried about the child at home."
"Don't worry about it this time, Fourth Uncle." Zhao Jun sat back and told Wang Changhai, "Sixth Uncle, take good care of that tooth. When you get home, use some lard or badger oil to rub it on the stove to prevent it from cracking."
"Yes, yes, I understand, my eldest grandson." While speaking, Wang Changhai clenched the tiger tooth in his hand, and then looked at the cotton jacket in Wang Meilan's hand.
I'll have to put this fang in the inner pocket of my cotton-padded jacket later.
"My dear nephew!" Wang Yanshuang, who was grateful to Zhao Jun, couldn't help but praise Zhao Jun: "No wonder people call you the Tiger Subduing General. You are so evil that you have been broken by the big claws."
"No way, Fourth Uncle, haha." Zhao Jun laughed and said, "This tooth has been there for many years."
At this point, Zhao Jun paused for a moment before looking at Wang Changhai and saying, "Sixth Grandfather, this tooth was given to me by Shao Tu's claws."
"What?" Wang Changhai was shocked when he heard this and asked, "That old bearded man is still alive?"
"Yeah!" Zhao Jun nodded and said, "He's over ninety years old."
"That's enough!" Wang Changhai said, "When I first met him, he was already quite old."
"Sixth Grandfather." Zhao Jun recalled the conversation with Shao Tuzhuazi that day, and said to Wang Changhai: "When he gave me these teeth that day, he said that he knew a tiger-fighting general before, and that these teeth were given to him by the tiger-fighting general."
"Then he knows him." Wang Changhai said with a smile, "I know him too."
"Ah..." Zhao Jun said in surprise, "Is that tiger-fighting general also in league with my boss?"
"That should be it." Wang Changhai put out his cigarette butt and said, "That's not my business. I don't know what's going on, but they keep fighting."
After hearing what Wang Changhai said, Wang Yanshuang asked, "Dad, where are you from?"
Wang Changhai put his hands back and said with a smile: "I'll be in charge of allocating supplies."
"Sixth Uncle." Wang Meilan, who was sewing clothes, couldn't help but look up and asked with a smile, "What supplies do you have? Are you still allocating supplies?"
"Why not?" Wang Changhai said, "The other day, Tan Maoluzi was in charge of your father's accounts."
"Ouch!" Zhao Jun was a little surprised when he heard Wang Changhai's words. The Tan Maoluzi that Wang Changhai just mentioned was the father of Tan Chaoyang, the accountant of Yong'an Village. It seemed that his grandfather's business was really big.
"I go up the mountain once a week to deliver things to them and to fetch things from them." When Wang Changhai said this, Zhao Jun asked, "Sixth Grandpa, what are you fetching?"
"We have everything." Wang Changhai said, "As for those people on the mountain, my brother separated them all, no matter what they did. For example, Shao Tuzhaozi, the one you just mentioned, his group mainly released the people from the mountain."
"Let go of the mountain?" Zhao Jun frowned and asked, "Lift the club?"
"Ah!" Wang Changhai said, "Feeding big claws with beef soaked in bangchui soup is a real thing. But you can't feed it every day. You can only feed it nine days a year. There are rules for which nine days are given. Anyway, it's not my business, so I won't ask."
Hearing Wang Changhai say this, it’s clear that Wang Dabazhang’s management of this organization is extraordinary.
"Sixth Uncle, besides my father, is there anyone else who knows about this?" Wang Meilan asked. Wang Changhai looked at her and said, "If my eldest brother doesn't even tell you and Qiangzi, then he can't tell anyone else... "
Hearing Wang Changhai's words, Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan felt a little distressed.
At this time, there was a sound of a door opening in the outer room, and Zhao Ling came with Wang Tian and Wang Xue.
The older generation is obsessed with family inheritance. When Wang Changhai saw the Wang family's seeds, he was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling and was busy taking out money to give to Wang Tian and Wang Xue.
Only after receiving 20 yuan did Wang Tian agree to let Wang Changhai hold him. Wang Changhai, who was holding Wang Tian, was extremely happy and said twice in a row that this was like holding his elder brother's grandson.
Hearing what he said, Wang Meilan almost shed tears again.
Wang Meilan sat on the kang, and Zhao Ling sat on a four-legged stool under the kang to chat with the father and son of the Wang family. There were four children around them, and the atmosphere was very good.
Zhao Jun went outside and brought back some melon seeds, peanuts, and candies. After putting the snacks on the table, Zhao Jun said to Wang Meilan, "Mom, I'm going out for a while."
"Son, where are you going?" Wang Meilan asked. Zhao Jun said, "Shi Baofeng went to Old Xu Pao's house. I told him. I'm going to go see them."
When Zhao Jun said this to Shi Baofeng, Wang Changhai and his son Wang Yanshuang were also present, so the two of them didn't think too much about it.
Hearing Zhao Jun's words, Wang Meilan knew what he was going to do, and immediately said, "Then go ahead, son, and come back for dinner after a while."
"Oh, I got it, Mom." Zhao Jun responded, and then Wang Changhai raised his hand to call Zhao Jun, saying, "Grandson Za, tell that Shi to go ahead and let us hold him."
"Sixth Uncle, why don't you stay at home for a night before you leave?" Zhao Jun said politely to keep the guest. Wang Meilan and Zhao Ling also tried to persuade him, but they were all rejected by Wang Changhai and Wang Yanshuang, father and son.
Zhao Jun returned to the west room, put on his big cotton jacket and the hat knitted for him by Ma Ling. Since he was close to Xu Changlin's house, he did not wear a collar.
Coming out of the house, Zhao Jun went to the shed to find the albino sable skin roll and the sable clamped by the clip that he had picked up in the mountains yesterday.
The pockets of the big cotton monkey's coat were also big. Zhao Jun put the two things into his pockets and walked out of the warehouse.
As soon as he left the yard, Zhao Jun saw Zhang Yuanmin and Li Ruhai arguing about something not far away.
Seeing these two people, Zhao Jun suddenly thought of something. He walked towards Zhang Yuanmin and Li Ruhai and asked, "Brother, Ruhai, what are you two arguing about?"
"Hey, brother." Seeing that it was the Zhao army, Zhang Yuanmin said, "You don't know, we were just talking about the Battle of Red Cliffs and Prime Minister Cao's failure experience and lessons."
"What's all this nonsense?" Zhao Jun frowned and asked again: "Brother, Ru Hai, now there is an opportunity to make a contribution, who of you two will go!"
"I!"
"I go!"
(End of this chapter)