Lay to win!Cannon fodder, he has become the chief assistant

Xie Ronglan still wanted to procrastinate, trying to procrastinate until the city gate was closed, then she could stay.

It's a pity that her clothes have been changed long ago, and there is nothing for her here, so there is nothing to clean up. She wanted to procrastinate but couldn't find an excuse.

In the end, Xie Ronglan still reluctantly followed her third uncle back home, but her face was sombre all the way, no one knew what she was thinking.

As for Liu Lao Er and Xie Lao San in front of them, they would not look at this niece at all. Liu Lao Er did it to avoid suspicion, while Xie Lao San simply didn't care about this niece.

Cheng Jingzhou has no impression of Xie Ronglan, let alone like or dislike her.

"Brother Jingzhou, do you think my father has changed places now? Will they encounter any difficulties?"

Cheng Jingzhou knew who Xie Xiuwen was traveling with, so he wasn't worried about the itinerary of this prospective father-in-law.

It's just that there are some things that he can't tell others, and he can't say all of them even if he is a good baby.

"Don't worry, Uncle and a few senior brothers are traveling together, and they have brought enough money, nothing will happen. Come and take a look at this post. If there is no problem, you can practice according to this in the future."

Xie Rongzhao glanced at it curiously: "It's so beautiful, even better than my aunt's handwriting, who wrote this?"

"This was written by my mother. You are young now, and you can't write characters that require too much writing power. After a few years, when you have practiced, I will help you replace other female gentlemen's handwriting."

Xie Rongzhao raised his eyebrows, he couldn't believe it.

"Aunt even got me a special post?"

Cheng Jingzhou patted her head: "My mother is also willing to teach you because she likes you. Others don't have this opportunity."

Xie Rongzhao thought so deeply.

Mrs. Cheng came from a famous family, and it was very rare for the sisters of the Cheng family to ask her for a letter.

"Brother Jingzhou, do you have a shop or other properties under your own name?"

Cheng Jingzhou thought about it seriously, "I don't have one under my name, but my mother let me manage two shops in my spare time, as a way for me to practice, saying that scholars can't really treat gold and silver like dung, if that's the case, then we Where did the Four Treasures of the Study come from?"

It makes sense.

"Then brother Jing Zhou is in charge of what kind of shop?"

Cheng Jingzhou smiled: "I don't take care of it, how do I know about that? I just try to read the account book, and every month the shopkeeper will come to report to me. I mainly use the arithmetic I have learned to look at the account book. Is there any problem with the project? The specific affairs of the shop are all managed by the people below."

Xie Rongzhao thought so too, after all he was going to take the road of scientific research, so it is definitely impossible for him to be too concerned about this kind of thing.

"Brother Jingzhou knows what these two shops are doing, right?"

"Well, I know that. One shop is now in the cloth business, and the other is a grain store. The income of the two shops is Brother Shang. Is Guaibao short of money?"

Cheng Jingzhou knew that Xiao Guaibao had been thinking of earning more money so that her father could study and take scientific exams.

Although it sounds unreliable, it is not easy for her to have such a heart.

When Xie Rongzhao heard about the livelihood of these two stores, the light in his eyes disappeared instantly.

She doesn't know many things, and in the cloth business, she mainly relies on buying and selling to make a difference in the middle price.

There are a lot of Weaver Girls here, some of them weave their own coarse cloth and exchange it for money and food in their neighbors; others will weave some fine cloth and supply it to some shopkeepers or cloth shops.

Xie Rongzhao doesn't know how to weave, and as far as her current female celebrity is concerned, she has no idea about cloth for the time being.

Cheng Jingzhou saw that she suddenly fell silent, thought she was really short of money, and quickly coaxed: "Don't be afraid, baby, I will give you how much money you are short of."

Xie Rongzhao shook his head, leaned down on the table, rested his chin on the back of his hands, and said with a frustrated face: "I don't want it. I want to earn money to support my family."

Cheng Jingzhou smiled, this little girl is really obsessed with making money.

Immediately, he darkened his face again, which shows how harsh Xie's family is on the second room, otherwise, it would not be possible for a child to be so concerned about money matters.

Xie Rongzhao was eager to make money, not just for father's scientific research.

She thinks further.

If my father is lucky enough to win a Jinshi in the future, he still has to participate in the selection of the library, which will delay another two years.

Of course, in the past two years, he should have had a salary, but with that little salary, if he can make a living in Xiejiazhuang, he might not even be able to rent a house in the capital.

The treatment of officials in the Dazhi Dynasty was pretty good.

Generally speaking, the Ministry of Industry will arrange a place to live, but there are too many people waiting for the Ministry of Industry to arrange. If you don't give me some benefits, can you be prioritized?

Also, even if there is no need to pay rent, what about the corresponding food and clothing expenses?
When you arrive in the capital, you have to spend money everywhere.

At the very least, there must be a carriage here, right?

What about the coachman?Where's the errand boy?What about the doorman?

Xie Rongzhao now really has the body of a six-year-old child, but he is fucking a 60-year-old heart.

"Brother Jingzhou, can you take me to the shop, I'm so smart, maybe I'll come up with ideas for making money if I go and have a look."

Cheng Jingzhou laughed, but she was quite confident.

"Well, I'll take you to have a look when I'm free."

Xie Rongzhao was not in a hurry, she tried hard to think back, did any major events happen when she was six years old in her previous life?
It seems that the weather is smooth and there is no disaster, which is a good thing.

In this way, there should be nothing to worry about in the business of the grain store.

As for Bu Zhuang, Xie Rongzhao thought, is there any way to intervene?

When Cheng Jingzhou took Xie Rongzhao to the cloth shop, the shopkeeper was worrying there.

Last month, it rained for ten consecutive days, which caused some cloths in the storeroom to be soaked by the rain. After sorting them out and drying them in the sun, I found that there was a difference in color.

This kind of cloth will become a defective product, and it cannot be sold at the normal price, and it will definitely lose money.

Xie Rongzhao also looked at these cloths, and there were indeed some differences in color.

"Why don't you cut these cloths and sell them separately? It's better if they are in two colors."

The shopkeeper smiled wryly: "Miss, I don't know, the cloth soaked by rain is not only different in color, but also has different shades in some places. It is impossible to pick out a whole piece of cloth with the same color to make clothes."

That is to say, if it cannot be used, it cannot be used. If it is cut, at most it can only guarantee that the good cloth will be sold, and there is still no way to do it.

"The worst thing is that this cloth is rolled up. You can see that only one piece is wet. In fact, every layer inside is wet at this position. If it is cut, it will become rags instead. I'm afraid It’s even harder to sell.” (End of this chapter)