Chapter 39

"You knocked over a bowl of white rice! You broke a porcelain bowl!" Mrs. Wang said sharply, hitting the lectern heavily with the ruler in his hand.

Fu Bao's eyes widened, a bowl of white rice!

She has never seen white rice since she recovered from her illness, and this Zhou Zhe actually knocked over a bowl!
"So what, it's not that you can't afford it, my brother-in-law will give you ten taels of silver a month for Shuxiu!" Zhou Zhe muttered in a low voice.

But Fu Bao and others listened in.

Twelve...

Except for Wen Heng who didn't have much emotion, Fu Bao and Rui Ge'er were both surprised. Their family might not be able to save so much money in a year.

"Is this a question of money?" Mrs. Wang was so angry that he knocked on the podium with a ruler, then threw it at Zhou Zhe, and said through gritted teeth, "Why don't you eat minced meat!"

Zhou Zhe dodged for a while, and the ruler fell to the ground.

"Master, don't be angry, he probably doesn't know the importance of food." Fu Bao said hastily, and glanced at Zhou Zhe, whose eyes were full of indifference.

"Today, I will explain to you what it means to eat for the people!" Mrs. Wang took a deep breath, calmed down and began to talk.

Fu Bao and Wen Heng listened with gusto.

It talked about the dietary differences between the north and the south, and also talked about natural disasters and man-made disasters, and the poverty of the people who are living in dire straits.

From Zhou Zhe's indifference at the beginning, he became restless later on.

At the same time, on the wharf in Qingchengshan Town, Zhang Xiaowu and his party found that there were a lot of people today.

And there are many people who don't look like workers working on the dock.

"Auntie, what are you doing on the pier at such an age?" Xiao Li asked while serving braised meat for the visitors.

"I can't do the work on the wharf. My family lives outside the city. I heard that there is a stall here that sells food. It's cheap, affordable, and there's also meat, so I thought of buying some to eat back home." Aunt said with a smile.

"So that's how it is. This is your bone soup, take it away and don't burn it." Mrs. Li handed over the bamboo tube.

Looking at the people in line, it seems that they are all holding bamboo tubes and bowls.

Today there is no Wen Heng, and some people ask for a lot, so it is a bit slow to settle accounts, but with Brother Qi around, there is no major problem in collecting money.

Because of the large number of people, several people were very busy until all four buckets were empty.

But there were still a few dock workers who came over and wanted to make an extra copy to take home, muttering to them to make more tomorrow.

The crowd dispersed completely.

Several people were so exhausted that they were sweating all over in the cold weather, and they sat slumped on the ground one by one.

"Brother Qi, your math is pretty good."

Xiao Li said with a smile, and then glanced at her son, saying that it would be a lie not to be disappointed, he had never learned it before, and after a few days of learning with Brother Heng, Brother Qi will be able to do arithmetic.

"Third Aunt, these are all simple, it's only a matter of more than a dozen pennies." Brother Qi scratched his head and said with a smile.

"Third brother, you said that we will go home later, should we prepare more? You see, the business is so good today, there is not enough to sell." Zhang Xiaowu sat cross-legged on the ground, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"It's okay, but we are too busy, and in three to five days, the house will be built at home, so I definitely can't come out to do business with you." Zhang Laosan looked regretful.

This day earns as much as someone else does for a month.

"We have to think of a way." Zhang Xiaowu held the grass in his mouth thoughtfully.

A group of people rushed home after a short rest.

There is still a lot of work at home, such as grinding tofu, stewing pigs into the water, and other things outside the house.

At this time, in a certain carpenter's shop in Qingchengshan Town, Boss Zhang was standing anxiously in the yard, and Fourth Zhang was beside him, anxious.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a long gown and a mustache came out of the room with an angry look on his face.

"Boss Zhang, how do you work? You can't even make a stepping bed. Do you know that the bed you made years ago collapsed!" the middle-aged man said angrily.

"Boss, you know what I do, I won't cut corners and cheat!" Mr. Zhang explained repeatedly.

The collapse of the bed can be big or small.

It just depends on whether the master pursues it or not. If not, it will be fine to fix it. If it is pursued, it will be a big deal.

"That's the newlywed property of Landlord Liu and his Eighth Aunt! It's only been a month since the marriage, and the bed collapsed. You say it's bad luck!" The shopkeeper jumped angrily.

"I know this will cause trouble for the shopkeeper. I will take care of it alone." Boss Zhang lowered his head and said, despite what he said, he had no idea.

"Now, Landlord Liu wants you to pay 50 taels of silver! Otherwise, I will sue you!" The shopkeeper also looked helpless.

Landlord Liu is not a good person at all.

The Babu bed was also made by their shop for free in a disguised form. They only gave the wood and no money for the workmanship.

"50 taels..." Boss Zhang slumped on the ground.

The money he had seen in his life did not add up to so much, how could he get so much out.

"Shopkeeper, is there no other way?" Zhang Lao Si was also anxious!

"I told Landlord Liu that I will give you a month to raise money. If you can't, you can report directly to the officials!"

The shopkeeper sighed and continued.

"Boss, go to Fucheng to find a job as a carpenter. You'd better not wait for me."

After speaking, he left.

"Brother..." Zhang Laosi looked anxious, what should I do.

"It's okay, I'm going to pack my things." Boss Zhang waved his hand, went to the room to pack things, but there was nothing to pack, and when he went out of the room, the shopkeeper stood at the door with a look of regret on his face, "Boss, don't blame me, I This shop is small, offending Landlord Liu these days..."

"Shopkeeper, I know, you don't have to make things difficult." Boss Zhang waved his hand, looking defeated, and asked where to collect 50 taels of silver.

"You don't have to pay back the two taels of silver that you advanced me a few years ago, just treat it as my contribution to the 50 taels." The shopkeeper patted Zhang Boss on the shoulder, turned and left.

Boss Zhang left and walked on the street, not knowing what to do for a while, walking aimlessly.

at this time.

Zhang Xiaowu and his party have already arrived home and started to work.

The one-day class at Mr. Wang's home has ended, and Mr. Wang is not in the classroom.

Only four people bowed their heads silently there, without speaking.

"Sister-in-law, brother Heng, I'm going home to work first." Ruige'er's school task is to read characters and learn some simple knowledge, because he can't take the scientific examination, and he doesn't want to take it.

So after class every day, he can go home and work.

"Brother Heng, tell me, people would starve to death if it wasn't the year of great famine?" Fu Bao's face was heavy.

She didn't know that in ancient times, when there were no epidemics and natural and man-made disasters, people could still starve to death.

"Yeah." Wen Heng nodded with a serious expression on his face.

"Suck……"

Fu Bao frowned, what kind of sound is this, the sound of sniffling...

Wen Heng obviously heard it too. Looking at the classroom, Zhou Zhe was the only one with his head down.

Fu Bao stepped forward and patted "What's wrong with you?"

I saw Zhou Zhe's face was flushed red, and the snot was rubbing on his clothes, obviously he had cried.

(End of this chapter)

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