sinovels Chapter 472 Making money is not easy!
Chapter 472 Making money is not easy!
I have no choice but to follow the imperial court. It used to be three coins for a sack, but now it has been changed to five coins. That's it, there are not many people!
Because they are temporary, and the court is permanent, and they provide two meals.
Although it is just a stewed potato with meat, the staple food is cornmeal steamed bread, but you can eat it when you are full.
The imperial court has money and food, and it is not stingy.
So here, there are only six coolies working, and even the waiter in his shop carried the sacks.
Seeing Emperor Xianzong coming in, he thought he was a shopping customer.
"What do the guests want to see?" The waiter in the shop was fighting against the sack, so he could only receive it in person.
Emperor Xianzong held the little prince's hand, and stood at the door in embarrassment, unable to open his mouth, because he had never looked for a job.
"Shopkeeper, we have to move the sacks." Wu Youwei called out from behind.
The shopkeeper's face was struck by lightning: "What did you say?"
Emperor Xianzong blushed, and the little crown prince's face became even redder like an apple.
"Our master wants to buy food for the young master. He has no money, so he has to work part-time to earn money to buy food for the young master." Wu Youwei introduced the father and son in a blunt manner.
The shopkeeper was a little confused: "Huh?"
Sacks... how much? “Bantho asked the key question.
"...five coins...money." The shopkeeper was still in a daze.
Wu Youwei said: "Three pennies is a meat bun, and one penny is a vegetable bun. Master, you have to carry at least two sacks of grain."
Emperor Xianzong was a little at a loss, but he was hungry, and his son was also hungry. After looking at the stalls selling Roujiamo and Caijiamo not far away, he made up his mind: "Why do you have to earn [-] Wen?"
He can eat three alone, his son can eat two, and still have some money left...?
For the first time, His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knew the difficulty of making money, and they couldn't open their mouths just by opening their mouths.
"Okay, then four sacks!" Wu Youwei put away his folding fan: "Master, please work hard for the young master's lunch!"
Wantong stood behind him, wanting to laugh.
Not only Wantong, but also eunuch Wynn.
And many people who followed them.
The shopkeeper finally came to his senses, but after all, he was the shopkeeper of the shop in the capital city. He had a lot of experience and knowledge, so he immediately sang, "Give me a lottery, and I will use it when the time comes!"
Then Emperor Xianzong received the first bamboo stick in his life, and Wu Youwei was still instructing: "My lord, you bite the bamboo stick and resist a sack."
Emperor Xianzong glared at him: "I know!"
Then he... took a closer look at how those strong laborers carried sacks, and felt that he was considered a man in his prime, and even though he became an emperor, he still exercised every day, so he thought it was no big deal, so he He said to his son arrogantly and arrogantly: "Wait for Dad to make money for you!"
The little prince said with a bitter face: "Father, you...you can be careful...."
He was afraid that his father would bend his waist or twist his shoulders.
Because when Wu Youwei took him out before, he had seen people with their waists flinched and people with their shoulders twisted. They all did some kind of work accidentally, or heavy work, that's all.
"Don't worry." Emperor Xianzong walked up to the car, bit the bamboo stick in his mouth, and carried a sack on his back.
The sack is so heavy!
Emperor Xianzong really realized how heavy "fifty catties" is.
Eunuch Wynn wanted to help, but Wantong shook his head and stopped him.
The little prince saw his father working so hard to make money, realized the importance of money for the first time, and cried in an instant: "Father...Daddy...."
Emperor Xianzong gritted his teeth and carried sacks into the house without saying a word.
In fact, the carriage was not far from the house. This was a suitable place specially chosen by Wu Youwei. If it was too far away, the emperor would not be able to complete the task.
If it's too close, it's like playing house, and it can't achieve the effect he wants.
Therefore, Emperor Xianzong was very bitterly designed to come here to fight sacks and earn lunch money for his son.
The little prince came forward crying, "I will help you."
How strong can he be?
He was just carrying a sack and working with his father.
The shopkeeper Chao Wu Youwei gave a thumbs up: "What a nice gentleman."
Wu Youwei smiled reservedly, and praised himself frantically in his heart!
Let them know the difficulty of making money, so as to prevent them from having money in the future, and start to spend a lot of money and enjoy life recklessly.
No one's money comes from the wind.
The others gathered in a circle to watch the work of the most respected father and son in the world.
Emperor Xianzong has never been so tired. The heaviest thing he has carried since he was a child is probably a stone lock for exercise, followed by a teapot filled with tea.
Even Gai Yuxi was carried by the eunuch with palm prints.
Now he was carrying a [-]-jin bag of rice. He had only tossed and turned four times, and he already felt pain all over his body, especially his shoulders.
He had never done heavy work before, and his shoulder was burning like a pain.
My own guess, I'm afraid it's worn out.
Shaking his hands, he gave the four bamboo sticks to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper took it respectfully and gave him thirty copper coins: "My lord, you are as great as Meng's mother if you can do this for your son. This is twenty copper coins. The salary, ten copper coins, is for the little one to honor you, and the young one will also educate his own brats when he goes back."
The shopkeeper compared Emperor Xianzong with Mengmu. Although one is a man and the other is a woman, Mengmu is the mother of Mencius!
Who is Mencius?
That's Yasheng!
Confucius is the ultimate sage, and Mencius is the sub-sage.
Emperor Xianzong received thirty copper coins, his face covered with sweat, but he smiled very complacently: "A child's education is very important, so don't spoil him in the future."
"Not bad, not bad!" The shopkeeper said: "My brat is picky when eating, his grandmother and mother are used to it, if I go back today, if he is still picky, I will starve him!"
Wu Youwei bowed his head, is this a tiger father?
Wantong and the others didn't move. Eunuch Wynn had already brought a wet towel and asked Emperor Xianzong to wipe the sweat off his face, hands, and clothes that were drenched in sweat.
"There is a spare room in the back, let's find a place to change clothes." The shopkeeper saw the situation, and said, "Don't catch the wind. H is used to doing coolies, and they all wear short clothes.
The three-quarter sleeves and cropped trousers that are popular from the south.
Not to mention saving fabric, it is also very cool.
The old man wore a long gown with wide sleeves, which was completely soaked right now.
I went to the house to change clothes again, and then I came out refreshed.
As soon as Emperor Xianzong came out, he smiled when he saw Wu Youwei: "You!"
This way of education, not to mention educating the crown prince, even the emperor was educated.
Wu Youwei smiled apologetically, cupped his hands, and said nothing.
Emperor Xianzong waved to the little prince: "Go, father will take you to lunch, we don't care about the others."
At this moment, a childish voice sounded suspiciously: "Father?"
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, looked back, and laughed immediately.
"Why are you here?" Wu Youwei hurried over and patted the little guy's head.
"Father, why are you here?" Xiao Mingde looked around: "Shouldn't you be working at...?"
It turned out that Xiao Mingde appeared here, and behind him were two Tibetan mastiffs.
The two puppies back then had grown up and stood there majestically.
Wu Youwei pointed at the two Tibetan mastiffs angrily: "What's going on?"
Why are there two small baskets hanging on the back of his majestic Tibetan mastiff?
Is this still a Tibetan Mastiff?
Really not a pet dog?
"Father, the academy is on summer vacation, and my son will send things to the city for Grandma Sun, and there is still fifty copper coins for wages!" Xiao Mingde patted the little purse on his waist: "Son treats dad to lunch, how about it? "
"What's all this mess?" Wu Youwei was the first and the second elder.
Emperor Xianzong asked enthusiastically: "Oh? Can you still make money?"
This child looks to be ten years old, not too old or too young, but he is quite confident, dare to bring two dogs into the city by himself?
Moreover, dogs like Tibetan Mastiff are not easy to provoke at first sight.
Are you not afraid of hurting people when you enter the city?
"Yes, you can bring some things with you when you come, or buy them on your behalf." Xiao Mingde narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You can also make some money to supplement the family."
"Ah?" This time it was Emperor Xianzong's turn to be stunned.
Could it be that the family of his son's Zuochunfang University scholar is poor?
Should not be!
If he remembered correctly, it seemed that Master Wu had been doing business with him.
Milk porcelain, sugar, glass, all of which are profiteering, and there are various factories, cement workshops...
"Young master? Young master!" A few people ran out from the slant, and they were relieved after seeing Xiao Mingde. One of them was taken aback when he saw Wu Youwei: "Master?"
"Yeah." Seeing someone accompanying his son, he felt relieved.
Although the law and order in the capital city is good, but a ten-year-old child, leading two Tibetan mastiffs, is afraid of being abducted by his son.
After all, Xiao Mingde is very cute, and in two years he will be a boy.
But...he still has something to ask: "Have you run out of pocket money?"
"Yes!" Xiao Mingde said: "But when you can make money easily, you have to make a fortune. Anyway, I have to come to the city."
Wu Youwei praised: "As expected of my son, he can live a good life!"
It is better for a child to live a life from a young age than to be a prodigal when he grows up.
Emperor Xianzong looked at Wu Youwei, then at Xiao Mingde, and finally at the crown prince.
The little prince is looking at Xiao Mingde, he will make money at such a young age, but he is the crown prince, but it is the first day he knows the hardships of making money.
In fact, they are about the same age, but Xiao Mingde let Wu Youwei drink milk and supplement calcium since he was a child It's normal, but the members of the Wu family are actually quite broad-boned, otherwise how would they join the army?
Xiao Mingde was very courageous. When he saw them, he asked Wu Youwei directly: "Father, who are they?"
"This...w Wu Youwei was at a loss for words, I don't know how to introduce them.
"I am your Uncle Huang, and this is your little brother Huang." Emperor Xianzong was very kind. He felt that this child was full of aura, and he was Wu Youwei's son. up.
"Yes, this is your Uncle Huang. This is Daddy's student, your little brother Huang." Wu Youwei climbed along, and it was impossible for him to reveal the identities of the emperor and the prince in such a large audience.
"Oh, my nephew met Uncle Huang, and my younger brother met Brother Huang." Xiao Mingde's manners were very good.
He was wearing a light blue short dress with three-quarter sleeves and cropped trousers, a small purse hanging from his waist, two Tibetan mastiffs followed behind him, and small beautifully woven straw sandals under his feet.
He didn't look like the young master of an official family at all, but rather like a boy from a farmer's family in the suburbs of Beijing.
If it wasn't for a few people in similar clothes who followed him and called him "Young Master", he would have thought they were a family.
But even if it is a "young master", he will think that he is the young master of a certain landlord and wealthy family.
Not the son of the dignified Zuochunfang University scholar.
"Good boy." Emperor Xianzong tore off a purse from his waist and gave it to him: "A gift from Uncle."
Here is a pair of blessing beans, but it is made of gold silk jadeite. The gold silk jadeite is now a tribute, and it is rare outside. It is very suitable for children as a meeting gift.
Xiao Mingde looked at Wu Youwei, Wu Youwei nodded, and Xiao Mingde took it: "Thank you, Uncle Huang."