A car accident, our family of three crossed

Just as Zhou Ru had thought, a few days later, Shopkeeper Lu came to the door and brought the first dividend of "Hulu Ji".

This was only the first dividend, only one hundred and twenty taels, which was not particularly much, especially compared with the dividend that Song Ning got from Jubao Pavilion. It was just a drop in the ocean.

But no matter how much it is, it is an income. If you save it as pocket money for your child, it is not a small amount of money for the child.

Moreover, no matter how small the dividend is, it is enough for an ordinary family to have no worries about food and drink for many years.

As soon as he entered the store, Shopkeeper Lu couldn't stop smiling, "It's a bestseller, it's really a bestseller!"

He had been running a bookstore for all these years, but he had never seen any book or storybook like "The Calabash Brothers", which was sold out within a few days of its release.

If he hadn't had the foresight to print a lot of books in advance and stockpile them, he would have lost a lot of money this time.

After Shopkeeper Lu handed the dividends to Hang Shuheng, he began to look for Yangyang in the yard. After searching for a while without success, he asked indirectly, "Why is it so quiet today? Is the child not at home?"

Hang Shuheng curled the corners of his lips. He knew very well what this uncle was thinking, but since the other party didn't say it, he didn't expose it.

He took a sip of tea and smiled, "I'm going up the mountain to collect herbs. I guess I won't be back until noon."

Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Lu nearly spit out his tea. "What? Going up the mountain to collect herbs? Can this kid even recognize herbs?"

"Not only can they recognize it, they can recognize quite a few of them."

Hang Shuheng's answer was very normal, but Manager Lu was shocked.

What on earth did this child eat to grow up? How could he be so smart? Thinking about this, he asked, "Hang Tongsheng, how do you raise your children?"

Let him learn how to raise a child, and when he has grandchildren in the future, raise them in the same way.

Hang Shuheng smiled but said nothing. There are many different kinds of people, and it is useless to envy others.

The two of them were in the yard, chatting about this and that.

During this period, Shopkeeper Lu would occasionally bring up the topic of "The Calabash Brothers", but Hang Shuheng just wouldn't listen and always acted as if it had nothing to do with him.

Shopkeeper Lu was so anxious that he didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Hang Tongsheng, can you let the child draw the draft for the sequel..."

Hang Shuheng put down his teacup and interrupted him halfway through his words, "Boss Lu, have you forgotten that there is a clause in the contract that prohibits urging the author to submit manuscripts for any reason?"

He didn't want to feel ashamed for Manager Lu, because there were too many readers asking him to submit his manuscripts. Every day, many people came to ask, and the threshold of Wanjuan Bookstore was almost broken down.

He laughed awkwardly and said, "I didn't forget. Aren't there too many people urging us? Do you think we can treat this case specially?"

"No." Hang Shuheng rejected it without even giving it a second thought. "My child is still growing up. He paints because he likes it. I don't want his hobbies to become a pressure for him in the future."

"I'm sorry, I was too impatient. I hope Mr. Hang won't blame me." Shopkeeper Lu could understand Hang Shuheng's concerns and sincerely apologized for his impatience.

"No problem." Hang Shuheng shook his head to show that he didn't mind, and then continued: "Manager Lu, you are a businessman, you should know that things are valuable because they are rare. Now that the public's enthusiasm for "The Calabash Story" is still rising, you should first whet the public's appetite. If you feed them too much at once, they will lose a lot of expectations."

Shopkeeper Lu fell silent, thinking carefully about Hang Shuheng's words. It was indeed true. Once he figured it out, he suddenly became clear.

People always have a common problem: they often don’t cherish things that are too easy to get. They will only cherish what they get after a long wait.

At noon, Qingshuang took the children down the mountain and went home. Each of them carried a small backpack filled with some medicinal herbs.

Shopkeeper Lu stayed at the Hang family until noon on purpose, just to wait for the children to come home. When he saw that each of the children had something in their backpacks, he was surprised and asked, "Can all these children recognize medicinal herbs?"

When they were talking in the yard just now, Song Ning avoided them. Only when she saw the children did she come out of the house.

As soon as he came out, he heard Shopkeeper Lu's question, so he explained: "They can recognize a lot of medicinal herbs now, and they know a lot about pharmacology."

"This is incredible." Shopkeeper Lu murmured, and then casually pointed at the medicinal herbs in the bamboo basket, wanting to test the children.

Although he didn't understand it, when he heard the children easily give the efficacy and indications of each medicinal herb, he believed that it was all true.

After all, they were all children, how smart could they be? Even if they were guessing, it was impossible for them to guess so fluently, so this made him even more incredible.

"Hang Tongsheng, are you planning to let your child become a doctor?" He thought that this Hang Tongsheng would let his child take the imperial examination like himself.

Hang Shuheng did not comment, but said: "It is always good to have many skills. As for which path they will take in the future, it all depends on how they choose."

As for the children's future, he does not intend to interfere too much, but will only give some reasonable suggestions.

Shopkeeper Lu was impressed by Hang Shuheng's vision, which was based on the child's preferences. If it were him, he thought he could not do it.

After staying at the Hang family for lunch, Shopkeeper Lu just said goodbye. Before leaving, he stuffed a red envelope into Yangyang's pocket as a thank you gift for the hot sales of "Hulu Ji".

Yangyang did not accept it immediately, but turned his head to look at his father and mother.

"Just accept what Grandpa Lu gives you!"

Only after Hang Shuheng's approval did Yangyang happily accept it and said thank you politely.

Yangyang happily ran into the house holding the purse. He wanted to put it in the piggy bank together with his pocket money.

He already had a lot of money now. His piggy bank was already filled with a lot of copper coins and small change, and this time he had an extra ten-liang silver note.

I poured out all the pocket money from the piggy bank, then counted it out one by one and put it back in. It was wonderful to listen to the clinking sound of the coins and the jar.

When Song Ning entered the room, he couldn't help laughing when he saw the little guy's money-loving look.

She walked over and handed him the dividend note sent by Shopkeeper Lu, saying, "This is what Grandpa Lu just sent. It's all the money you made from drawing the Calabash Brothers! Our Yangyang is really amazing. He can make money now!"