The number one scholar is a piece of shit that everyone wants

Ye Fanxing looked up at the sun, then carried the basket on his back and hurried towards Qian Lizheng's home.

Before he reached Qian Lizheng's house, he saw Qian Xiangwenjing had harnessed the ox cart and was talking to Qian Lizheng and Qian Shuer as they stood beside the cart.

He walked over quickly with a smile on his face: "Uncle Lizheng, you're late."

Qian Lizheng saw him and smiled, "It's not too late. You came just in time. Have you brought all the documents?"

"I must have brought it."

The two chatted for a while before setting off for Chiding Town.

The ox cart moved slowly forward, and Daliu Village gradually disappeared from Ye Fanxing's sight.

After walking slowly for about an hour, the gate of Chiding Town appeared before their eyes again.

Ye Fanxing came to the town to buy things two days ago, and the ox cart was parked outside the city at that time. However, this time they came to the city to do business, so it was more convenient to park inside the city.

After entering the city, Ye Fanxing discovered that although there were many people coming and going in the city today, it was not as lively as the day of the market.

Occasionally, there are a few peddlers walking around the streets selling goods.

Qian Xiangwen stored the ox cart in the post station and charged one penny per hour, so most people would not come here, but parked their ox carts outside the city.

Ye Fanxing hurriedly stopped Qian Lizheng who was about to pay, took out two copper coins from his sleeve pocket and handed them to the steward.

"Uncle Lizheng, I have delayed your family's time because of my matter. How can I let your family spend money on the storage fee of this ox cart?"

Seeing that the head of the Qianlizheng was still trying to refuse, Ye Fanxing quickly added: "Uncle head of the Qianlizheng, please don't argue with me about these two cents, okay?"

The head of the village glared at Ye Fanxing fiercely. He did not lack this little money, but it was different for the Song family. The burden of the Song family was on Ye Fanxing's shoulders, and now he had no relatives. It made people feel distressed just thinking about it.

He is obviously a brother, but now he lives like a man.

"Uncle Village Head, it's a rare opportunity for us to come to town, so we can take this opportunity to have a good time with Shu Ge'er. I promise that these two cents will not be wasted." Ye Fanxing said with a smile.

Shu Ge'er also nodded in agreement. He indeed didn't have much embroidery thread left, so he planned to buy some more today and sell the handkerchiefs he had embroidered at the same time.

Qian Lizheng's expression eased a little, and he led them to Qianzhuang as he had said when he came, and he did not forget to remind them: "Shu Ge'er, you need to keep an eye on Xing Ge'er, lest he spends money recklessly, otherwise you will have a hard time in the future."

Ye Fanxing nodded, indicating that he understood and would do as he was told, but he was still thinking about shopping today...

When he arrived at the money shop, Ye Fanxing exchanged the fifty-tael silver note for a twenty-tael note, two ten-tael notes, a five-tael note, four taels of loose change and a hundred coins.

A few people came to the yamen, and the yamen runners looked them up and down and ignored them.

Li Zheng was very prestigious in the village, but he was not brave enough to work in this "official" government office, for fear that he would be beaten with a stick if he said something wrong.

Qian Lizheng still stepped forward and said, "Sir, I am the head of Daliu Village. I come to bother Qin Zhubu about household registration. Please help inform him."

As the saying goes: It is easy to meet the King of Hell, but difficult to deal with the little devils.

As the saying goes: The government office faces south, so don't come in if you don't have money.

As a modern person, Ye Fanxing naturally understands this.

So he hurried forward and stuffed the silver and money he had prepared in advance into the hand of the yamen runner.

The bailiff weighed it and found it was about thirty copper coins. He smiled from ear to ear and glanced at Ye Fanxing, thinking that this man was quite sensible.

He took the household registration and clan severance documents from Qian Lizheng and Ye Fanxing with a very good attitude, and went to find Qin Zhubu, and it was done in a short while.

"Thank you for what happened today, Big Brother Yamen Runner. I will let my husband treat Big Brother Yamen Runner to a drink some other day."

As the saying goes, "Money makes the world go round." If it can solve problems and make friends with officials, why not do it?

"Thank you for being so polite, Mr. Gao, if you have any problems in the future, just come to me."

Gao Yayi was also a shrewd man. Seeing that Ye Fanxing was a boy but behaved very decently, he thought that her husband's family or her mother's family must be extraordinary, so he also wanted to make friends with her.

When he came out of the yamen, if Ye Fanxing had not been someone he had watched grow up, he would have suspected that he had recognized the wrong person.

Qian Lizheng said to Ye Fanxing very seriously: "Xing'er, you must live a good life with Song boy in the future. You two are both children I have high hopes for."

As for him and Song Haoming, no one knows what will happen in the future.

Afraid that Li Zheng Qian would keep talking about this, Ye Fanxing could only change the subject and said, "Uncle Li Zheng, I, Shu Ge'er, and Xiang Wen will go shopping first. You can go to the teahouse to have some tea, listen to some music, and take a rest. I'll pick you up later with some delicious food."

Qian Lizheng blew his beard and glared, "I need your delicious food, hurry up and leave."

Qian Lizheng shook his head and looked at the three young men walking away. He had to admit that he was old.

The streets were bustling with people. From time to time, nobles in luxurious clothes passed by, as well as poor people and children running and playing on the streets.

In order to save time, they acted separately. Ye Fanxing went to Baohetang first and told Mr. Zhang that he would bring Song Haoming to treat his leg tomorrow.

The reason why he came to Baohetang in advance was to prevent Zhang Lao from letting the cat out of the bag in front of Song Haoming tomorrow.

Of course, he did not forget to buy fine cloth for Nan'er to make clothes. Thinking that it was almost early autumn and the weather would get colder and colder, he bought some extra white cotton, which is now called cotton, to make some winter clothes in advance.

Ye Fanxing carried the things he had bought and went to the teahouse to find the headman. If he wanted to treat Song Haoming's leg, he would have to travel back and forth between Daliushan Village and the town frequently. It was not convenient to always borrow someone else's ox cart, so he wanted to buy one himself, but he didn't know if he had enough money.

Thinking of this, he discussed with the head of the Qianli clan, "Uncle head of the clan, I want to buy a cow. How much money does it cost?"

It is a matter of pride for anyone in the village to have a cow, and Xing Ge'er said that he wanted to treat Song Haoming's leg, so he will definitely go to the city often in the future, so having a cow will make it more convenient.

Besides, for farmers, cows are the best tool, which can be used for plowing fields and as a means of transportation.

A strong cow would cost at least a dozen taels of silver, which was not affordable for everyone. If Qian Xiangwen had not done some small business, even if the Qian family was the head of the village, they could not afford to buy a cow.

Qian Lizheng very much agreed with Ye Fanxing's idea. He knew that Ye Fanxing had asked for fifty taels of silver back from the old Ye family, but it was impossible for him to carry all the silver on him. Moreover, he had used part of the money on shopping today. Even if he had some money on hand now, it might not be enough for the cow money.

Thinking of this, Qian Lizheng comforted him, "It doesn't matter if you don't have enough money. Let's go over and ask about the market first. We can't let the seller rip us off."