I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 111 Conversation
It was a noisy day, and Song Mu toasted with his neighbors at noon, and exchanged glasses with the county magistrate at night.

When they got home, Zhu Shi and Yaya had already fallen asleep, but the second uncle hadn't rested yet, and was sitting in the main room drinking tea at the moment, when he saw Song Mu coming in, he waved quickly.

"Second Uncle, haven't you rested yet?" Song Mu hurriedly entered the door and asked, Song Liangda just nodded, calling Song Mu to sit down beside him.

"If you get enough sleep in the afternoon, you won't be able to sleep at night."

Song Liangda had a very happy life today. At noon, he and his friends and neighbors got drunk and slept all afternoon before waking up.

The uncle and nephew were sitting in the main room, Song Liangda poured a cup of tea for Song Mu, who was smelling of alcohol, and asked directly.

"When do you go to the government school?"

Song Mu looked up at the other party, and then spoke immediately.

"It's the middle of this month."

Song Liangda nodded, but asked again with some thoughtfulness.

"Then, are you planning to live in a government school...or..."

Song Mu understands what Second Uncle means. As the number one in the college examination, he naturally wants to enter the government school. Obviously Second Uncle is also clear about this matter, but now that the family is in a bad situation, there is no way to go with Song Mu. Settle down in Fucheng.

So now Song Liangda also began to think about Song Mu's life in Fucheng.

But Song Mu didn't care about it, and said to Song Liangda with a smile at the moment.

"Second Uncle doesn't have to worry about it. The government school will arrange a place to live, and this year I also have granary rice to receive, which is enough for daily food and lodging expenses."

Song Mu didn't tell his second uncle about his book writing, after all, Song Mu didn't want to publicize that matter either.

Song Liangda waved his hands, with a worried look on his face.

"You can't say that, Mu Ge'er, you are also a scholar, and you usually go to visit friends, and there are still expenses."

Having said that, Song Liangda already took out a small bag of silver, and put it in front of Song Mu.

"This is what a few relatives collected for you today. The total is 20 taels of silver, which should be enough for you to use until winter."

Having said that, Song Liangda also had a bit of thought on his face, but he continued to speak.

"At that time, I will ask someone to deliver the silver to you."

Song Mu looked at the bag of silver in front of him, and let out a long breath, but he didn't do anything. There are some relatives in the Song family, but most of them are estranged. Rao, the Song family suffered a lot before, and these so-called cousins ​​also Mostly without question.

It was after the turmoil in Shiyang City that day, when the phantom Confucianism showed its power, they thought of their relatives of the Song family.

But Song Liangda didn't want to see them, although he didn't show them face, he returned all the presents intact.

The few relatives who came today were mostly relatives of Song Mu's father and the wives of Song Liangda's two brothers' wives, relatives of Zhu's family and the family of Song Mu's mother who had never met.

Zhu's natal family is from the countryside, and they have always been very kind. They often send their sons to bring back some of the field's produce during festivals, and the Song family has also received a lot of care.

As for Song Mu's mother's natal family, it was a local rich man in a town in Shiyang County, but Song Mu's parents came to the funeral that day, and they lost contact with each other after that.

Now that Song Mu has been selected as a scholar again, he also came up to seek relatives. Today, those two round-bellied uncles tried their best to get close to Song Mu.

Song Mu didn't have any sympathy in his heart, but he was very moved. All this changed after he became a scholar.

But no matter what they did, Song Mu didn't lose their face today because of their relatives.

As for the silver in front of him at this moment, Song Mu reached out and pushed it back in front of Song Liangda.

"This...Mu Geer, what are you doing?"

Song Liangda asked in astonishment, but Song Mu said calmly.

"Second Uncle, I have no shortage of expenses, so I will leave this money to you. Now that the work on the city wall is almost done, Second Uncle, you may not have any good jobs in the future. Why don't you use this money to open a shop and make a living. "

"What are you talking about? Besides, I don't know how to do business."

Song Liangda saw that Song Mu had pierced his embarrassment, and immediately stretched out his hand to push the silver pair towards Song Mu, but Song Mu stretched out his hand to cover it, but stared at Song Liangda with burning eyes.

"Second Uncle, listen to me this time."

Song Mu said lightly, at this moment, with a uniform of a student, it is quite mature and serious. Song Liangda was stunned, and was in a daze for a while.

"It's still not right..."

Song Liangda continued to evade, but Song Mu spoke at this moment.

"If the second uncle doesn't know what shop to open, I can tell you one."

Hearing this sentence, Song Liangda was obviously taken aback, but he was also a little curious about what Song Mu was thinking.

And Song Mu also opened his mouth to say one by one.

"Louzhu shop? What kind of business is this?"

After Song Mu finished speaking, Song Liangda frowned and scratched his head, his face was a bit puzzled, but Song Mu still nodded firmly.

This happened when I was chatting with the shipowner yesterday, and saw some star anise and cinnamon in the shipment. Song Mu knew that these things are very popular in the Wen Dynasty, and the price is not expensive.

The stewed restaurant that Song Mu mentioned was actually asking Song Liangda to open a stall beside the east city wall to sell food to porters on the dock.

Song Mu also thought about this business, and now the dock in Shiyang County has been built even bigger, because the Ganjiang River narrows here, and most large ships have to berth here to unload.

Moreover, the land road between the north and the south is almost repaired now, and there are a lot of merchants. Those who travel and do coolies often find some food in the city to pad their stomachs.

Someone has already started this business, but the food sold is either too meager or not cheap enough.

And Song Mu asked Song Liangda to open the stewed restaurant, which is to stew the offal and pigs into the water.

People in the south of this world not only eat mutton, but also gradually start to eat pork, and the cooking methods are gradually increasing, but pig offal is still not taken seriously.

This thing has a strong taste, so it is naturally despised by others.

Porters, merchants, and caravan men don’t pay too much attention to food, but if they can fill their stomachs, they have a bowl of hot food to eat, and they can also mix meat and vegetables. Naturally, they are popular, and Song Mu also plans to ask Song Liangda to cook something for breakfast. sell to these people.

Song Mu has also carefully weighed this career. Song Liangda is the kind of careless person. He can't handle the intriguing business. Mrs. Zhu is also straightforward. , it is better to do a small business.It can not only fill the stomach, but also supplement the household.

At least I can no longer let the two of them take risks for their money for studying, and then be tricked into taking this last ancestral house.

"This... maybe it will work."

After Song Liangda heard what Song Mu said, he was still a little tangled at the moment, but Song Mu continued to persuade him. ,

"Second Uncle, just try it. I can't help the family very much now. You don't know much about cooking. When the time comes, my aunt and I will talk about this method in detail, just to ask you to make up your mind."

"It's really not possible. If we lose money at that time, we won't do it. We can use the remaining money to buy land and rent it out, and we can earn two meals."

Song Mu spoke sincerely, and Song Liangda nodded again and again, and he felt that Song Mu let him call the shots, which made him very proud.

After talking about this matter, Song Liangda didn't touch the silver on the table, but took out the money on his body. Not long after, he gave Song Mu something wrapped in a red string.

Song Mu recognized at a glance that it was the Wenmai tourmaline, the Song family's Wenmai tourmaline.

Cultural context tourmalines can be awarded by Jinshi, and each piece can mobilize a large amount of cultural energy in the world, so that poems can be used to "show the holy" power. The tall phantoms that Jin Changwu and Li Mo'er made that day were all blessed by tourmalines appears below.

"Brother Mu, you are also a scholar now. My second uncle also said before that when you become a scholar, the cultural tourmaline of our Song family will also be handed over to you."

Song Liangda said so, and passed the thing in his hand. This time Song Mu didn't shirk, and took it directly in the palm of his hand.

This piece of tourmaline is in the shape of a cylinder, engraved with complicated dragon and cloud patterns, and it is extremely emerald green. When he picked it up, Song Mu could feel the warmth with a hint of coolness.

This tourmaline was much larger than the one Li Mo'er gave her before, and the color was more translucent.

"Our old Song family's most precious thing is this cultural tourmaline. It was handed down by your grand master, and you have been taking good care of it." Song Liangda said to Song Mu at this time, also looking at the tourmaline.

"It's just that I haven't been nourished by Jinshi culture in the past few decades, so it doesn't look good now."

"Back then your great-grandfather said that when this thing is worn on Jinshi's body, when the literary power moves, it will be radiant and extremely gorgeous."

Saying this, Song Liangda looked at Song Mu with even more anticipation.

"Mu Ge'er, Second Uncle also hopes that in the future, you can also use Jinshi literary power to nourish our Song family's cultural heritage tourmaline again."

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(End of this chapter)