Jiao Luan

Chapter 423 Shock
What is the concept of 1 taels of silver bill?
An official of the fifth grade in Daliang has an annual salary of only about two hundred shi, which is equivalent to one hundred taels of silver.For a senior official like Zhang Shoufu, excluding extra income such as ice consumption and fire consumption, the annual salary is about 400 taels of silver.From this we can see what kind of concept this 1 taels is.

It is not uncommon for the lady present to pay 1 taels, but at such a poetry meeting, a little girl offered 1 taels, which was really shocking.

After a while, Mrs. Zhang spoke, her tone sighed: "Miss Biao is worthy of being a disciple of the national teacher, she is really extraordinary."

Her young daughter is about the same age as Miss Cheng San, and at this moment she only knows how to hold her hand and beg for makeup money.

Dow was stunned for a while, but couldn't help but look at Han.

I knew my sister-in-law was rich, but I didn't make it for my daughter, did I?
Han's heart was about to fly up with pride, forced down the corners of her upturned mouth, coughed and said, "These are Wei'er's cures and rescues, and the cured patients must be given to her. I always tell her to keep them well." Dowry, she said that money is nothing more than a foreign object, as long as it is enough, and the extra money is naturally used where it is needed. Hehe, now it seems that the girl is not just talking, what is better than giving it to the soldiers who defend the country? Do we need more donations?"

Several wives praised: "Biao girl really understands righteousness."

Seeing Han's proud look, Tao secretly gritted his teeth.

This is completely throwing money at people, hum, what is there to be proud of!
Han cast a sideways glance at Tao, and took out something from his sleeve and handed it over: "Since my daughter has donated, of course I, as a mother, can't be stingy. Sister-in-law, you should also write down these bank notes."

Dow stared at the thick stack of banknotes, and forced a smile: "Sister, even if you want to donate, you have to wait until everyone writes the poem."

Mrs. Han smiled disapprovingly, and pushed the silver ticket over: "Sister-in-law knows that I don't understand these romances. Let me judge later and I can't judge the good ones, so I won't join in the fun. Besides, The purpose of this poetry meeting is to raise donations for the soldiers, so if there are no good poems, don’t everyone donate money? Isn’t this putting the cart before the horse.”

With a stiff smile on the corner of Tao's mouth, he accepted the bank note: "In that case, I'll write it down for my eldest sister first."

The big maid Qing'e counted the bank notes, no more, no less, and the Han family donated the same 1 taels.

Looking at Dow's expression out of the corner of his eye, Han felt very happy.

No wonder Wei'er ran over last night and asked her to prepare a donation of 1 taels of silver. It turned out that she was waiting for Tao Shi here.

She likes to spend money on faces like this, let alone spending money on useful things, she doesn't feel bad at all.

Recalling last night when her daughter tested how much money she could donate, Mrs. Han couldn't help but smile.

She, Han Mingzhu, has nothing else but money. She can contribute a little to the soldiers who are fighting bloody battles on the front line, and she can feel proud.

Before the poems were commented on, the story of Han's mother and daughter donating 1 taels of silver each quickly spread to the other end of the tent, and instantly became the focus of discussion among the male guests.

Master Cheng Er, as a young gentleman and a self-proclaimed talent, naturally did not miss this grand event, and wished to peek out a hole in the curtain through the screen.

2 taels!Even if he worked until he became an official, he would not be able to earn so much money!

This pair of prodigal mother and daughter, the poor uncle's family saved money to make up for the shortfall in Han's dowry. When they made a move, they actually paid 2 taels!

This is not only a knife in his heart, but also a slap in the face!
Sure enough, the colleagues on the side smiled and said: "Master Cheng, I didn't expect your ex-wife and daughter to be so generous. Why did you not shirk when your colleagues asked you to have a drink the day before yesterday?"

Master Cheng Er was left speechless by the question, his face flushed, if he didn't feel that it would be more embarrassing to just leave like this, he obviously couldn't sit still.

A thought crossed his mind: If he had never reconciled with the Han family, and the one who donated the 2 taels today was his wife and daughter, how envious would these people look at him?

Master Cheng Er never thought about it, if the Han family had not reconciled with him, he would not be allowed to donate the [-] yuan even if he was beaten to death.

The colleague pouted contemptuously, and turned his head to chat and laugh with the people beside him.

Master Cheng Er always felt that those whispers were a joke. He threw away the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds, sitting on pins and needles, beads of sweat rolling down from the corner of his forehead in the twelfth lunar month, blurring his vision.

"Master Cheng, Master Cheng, what's the matter with you?" Seeing the second master Cheng's body shaking slightly, the people on the side asked.

Master Cheng Er pressed his temples and stood up: "Sorry, I'm going down to clean the room."

He had just walked away when a voice sounded from behind: "Pfft, Mr. Cheng won't go to the clean room to cry in distress, will he?"

The other person smiled lowly and said, "I definitely have no position to feel distressed now, but my intestines must be regretful. Tsk tsk, if I have a wife and daughter like this, I shouldn't hold it like a baby, and let my eyes be covered with feces before I put it away for a good time." Waiting for the wife of the eldest daughter of the Duke's Mansion and the daughter of the disciple of the National Teacher to get rid of it, and help this aunt."

"Hehe, maybe that aunt has some unknown skills..."

The knowing laughter unique to the men sounded out.

Master Cheng Er almost fled in embarrassment.

Cheng Che in the corner picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

Good friend Lin Lang came over, squeezed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Ahem, Qingqian, are you sure you can support such a daughter-in-law in the future?"

The second son of Cheng looked indifferent: "My mother-in-law is rich!"

Lin Lang...

For this reason, he was speechless!

Good friend Lin Da's bodyguard retreated into the corner, and went to drink and drink angrily.

Why doesn't he have such a rich mother-in-law, and doesn't have a beautiful and capable little girl as his wife?
I really can't be friends anymore!

The girls began to write poems, and there was nothing in front of Cheng Wei, so he stepped back naturally, took a small and inconspicuous seat and sat down, quietly looking at the note that the maid gave her.

The note is very small, with only four small words on it: Be safe and don't be impatient.

Cheng Wei recognized at a glance that this was the second brother's handwriting.

She couldn't help but look at the other side of the tent, thinking that her second brother was at the other end, maybe looking over, her heart warmed.

The second brother really took what she said to heart, it seems that her preparation may not be needed.

Fearing that his rash action would affect the layout of the second brother, Cheng Wei decided to wait and see what happened.

She crumbled the little note bit by bit, and threw it into the brazier when no one was looking, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, holding a cup of hot milk and drinking it.

In the incense burner, the last piece of incense stick was burned, Tao said loudly: "The time has come, please stop writing."

The young girl who was too nervous to finish her poem suddenly had red eyes and almost cried.

Cheng Yao looked confident and smiled as she watched the maid carefully take away her poems.

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