Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Zhao Quan is short and ugly, not very capable, but he is also greedy for money and lustful.

They were already in their thirties and still unmarried. As soon as they had a little more money, they went to places like Chunfeng Tower to look for girls.

After all these years, I haven't saved a penny.

Seven years ago, Brother Ying intended to promote him to deputy gang leader and asked him to help with the accounting.

There wasn't much silver on the books, at least one or two hundred taels, which was the gang's public funds.

However, during this period of time, he was bewitched by a girl in a brothel and wanted to redeem her.

But what should he do as he had no money on him? So he set his sights on the money and secretly embezzled it.

A few days later, Master Chen needed to withdraw money for something, but found that all the money was gone.

After further questioning, I found out that they were all taken away by Zhao Quan.

Just to redeem a brothel girl.

What’s even more ridiculous is that after the girl got the indenture contract, she ran away the next day.

So Zhao Quan lost both his life and his wealth, and he kept it a secret.

When Brother Ying found out about this, he was immediately furious. Without saying a word, he called a few of his brothers to break into the brothel and take back the money.

Only Zhong Hui, Chen Tangzhu and Shen Yao who went with him at the time knew about this. In order to save Old Zhao's face, no one revealed it.

After this incident, Brother Ying completely gave up the idea of ​​promoting him to deputy gang leader.

Therefore, Zhao Quan never knew what he had missed.

He thought Brother Ying was suppressing him on purpose, and even promoted a young boy to be deputy gang leader to humiliate him.

Zhong Hui sighed and said, "If the gang leader didn't trust you, how could he let you manage the accounts?"

"Who would have thought that you would be so bold as to embezzle the gang's money and disregard all the gang members, just for a prostitute."

When the others heard Zhong Hui's tone of disappointment, they showed shock and disbelief on their faces.

"Deputy Gang Leader, is this true?" someone asked.

Zhong Hui nodded: "It is absolutely true."

"Old Zhao, how can you be worthy of the leader and us brothers!"

Faced with everyone's questioning, Zhao Quan still had no intention of repenting. In fact, he had already believed most of it in his heart, but he still said, "Who knows if you made it up to deceive me."

Brother Ying was so angry that he laughed: "You always make up stories about us eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks. Okay, come and see what we eat."

He pointed at the table, which had not yet cleared away the leftovers: "When I had a bite to eat, when did I ever forget about you?"

When everyone looked at the table, they saw a goose stewed in an iron pot, roasted pork ribs, and half a roast chicken. Indeed, the food everyone was eating was the same.

Brother Ying kept cursing, “Besides, am I the kind of person who only seeks pleasure!”

"I've seen how hard you've worked these days. When the dividends are distributed at the end of the month, you won't lose a cent."

"So don't talk nonsense to me, you just have bad intentions."

"When I was collecting protection money before, I never got into a fight with you about how much money you embezzled. Old Zhao, think about it carefully. I gave you so many chances!"

"Tell me! Did you give him the key? Or did you teach him how to open the door?"

His heartfelt words touched Zhao Mian's expression, and he finally told the truth: "I gave you the key."

"Yesterday he asked me how to get into the big kitchen."

"It was easy to open. I knew how to open it at a glance, so I got him a key."

Brother Ying asked again: "Do you know what he is going to do?"

"I don't know," Zhao Quan said sullenly, "I don't think he has any good intentions. I just think he wants to steal the recipe."

"I think the money from selling tofu skin is taken by you guys anyway, and I don't get much, so I'm not happy about it, so I want to annoy you a little."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Quan had such thoughts in his mind. Brother Ying was both disappointed and angry.

But thinking about the more than ten years of life and death together, he couldn't bear to punish him according to gang rules.

After a long silence, he waved his hand and said, "The Thanos Gang can no longer accommodate you. Go away."

Zhao Quan knew clearly that he had already shown mercy. If he had followed the gang rules, at least he would not have been able to save his legs.

He gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

Li Qian shouted at his back: "Cousin, don't go, save me!"

Shen Yao grabbed his shoulders and lifted him to Zhong Hui's feet.

Zhong Hui looked down at him and said calmly, "When did Liu Wenxiu contact you?"

Li Qian stammered, "Yesterday afternoon."

Zhong Hui seemed to be thinking about something. From his words, one could infer that Liu Wenxiu had first looked for Simao yesterday.

But Simao did not agree immediately, but secretly came back to report to him.

But I didn't expect Liu Wenxiu to be so anxious, and he turned around and went to find Li Qian again.

When Brother Ying understood what was going on, he flew into a rage and said, "Liu Wenxiu, you've already done something to me before I even had a chance to settle the score with you!"

Zhong Hui continued to ask him: "Where is the silver he gave you?"

"At home, he gave me 10 taels of silver first, and said he would give me the remaining 10 taels after the matter was completed."

Li Qian knew what was right and wrong, so he explained everything in one go.

After all, my cousin has been kicked out of the gang. If he doesn't tell the truth, he will definitely suffer.

Zhong Hui glanced at Shen Yao.

Shen Yao understood what he meant and asked everyone else in the room to leave.

Song Yan also wanted to leave, knowing that he was not suitable to listen to what was to come.

Brother Ying seemed to have something to say. He followed him to the door and said, "Brother Yan, this time it's all thanks to you, otherwise we would have suffered a great loss."

Song Yan moved her lips, hesitating whether to say it.

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Brother Ying said with a straightforward smile: "Brother Yan, if you have anything to say, just speak up. There is nothing that cannot be said between us brothers."

Song Yan thought so too. He had already said everything he should and should not have said just now, so this little bit didn't matter.

He said directly: "I think such an important workshop as the Big Kitchen should be guarded day and night."

Brother Ying thought about it and nodded: "That's right."

Before, he only had people guarding the yard at night. There were always people in the yard during the day, and the door was locked. He never thought that someone would unlock the door and go in to steal Chindou during the meal time.

Song Yan reminded again: "The key point is the moldy tofu."

Brother Ying assured, "Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again. I will change the lock and lock it tightly."

Song Yan smiled and looked up at the sky. It was already Weishi (1 to 3 pm).

It’s too late to go back today, but luckily when he came out, he said he might stay in the county town for two nights.

So I’m not worried about going back late and the twins getting worried.

He said something to Brother Ying and went out to the street, intending to buy some things and return early the next morning.

I walked around the street a few times and bought everything I needed.

Thinking about the more than ten taels of silver I still had, I had promised before to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstone for Erlin.

Just buy it today.

This time he found a store with a lot of traffic and went in to inquire about the prices.

A piece of ordinary bamboo paper costs 25 coins, a writing brush costs 100 coins, and ink and inkstone are slightly more expensive.

An ink stick weighing two taels costs 100 coins.

The inkstone also costs at least half a tael of silver.

Song Yan bought a few rolls of paper, two brushes, and two ink sticks. After thinking for a while, he also bought an inkstone.

Go back and teach Erya to learn to read too.

The total cost was one or two taels of silver.

After buying pens, ink, paper and inkstone, I went to visit bookstores.

After entering the bookstore, Song Yan discovered that the most expensive thing for reading was not the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but the books.

A simple Thousand Character Classic, 150 coins.

The main reason is that the papermaking and printing technologies of that era were still very backward, which led to the high prices of books.

He looked at the Four Books and Five Classics and found that the basic cost was 200 wen or more.

Think about the Four Books and Five Classics, the Hundred Schools of Thought, and the Twenty-Four Histories that are needed for the imperial examinations...

These are just ordinary books.

The truly expensive ones are rare copies that are only kept by aristocratic families. Ordinary people don’t even need to think about it, and they probably won’t have the chance to see them in their lifetime.

But this is thinking too far ahead. Let’s wait until Erlin passes the examination and becomes a student.

Song Yan put away his thoughts and prepared to find the shopkeeper to ask him to recommend one or two enlightenment books. As he turned around, he almost bumped into someone.

He suddenly stopped, looked up, and his expression immediately became strange.

Haha, what a coincidence.

"Why are you here at the bookstore?" Seeing him holding a copy of the Book of Songs, the man raised his eyebrows and asked with interest, "I didn't expect you can read."

Song Yan's lips twitched slightly, and she replied calmly, "It's just learning to read and write, isn't it that difficult?"

It's not that he wants to act cool, but he got angry when he heard the other party's tone of contempt.

You stinky bootlicker, dare you look down on him?

That’s right, the person who came was Lin Yifeng.

The teacher had something to do today and didn't come to teach, so he just came out for a stroll.

When he passed by a bookstore, he happened to see Song Yan walking into the bookstore. He became curious and followed her in.

The man was flipping through the book seriously, as if he could really understand it. He couldn't help but smile: "Oh, you can read and write."

After hearing this, Song Yan almost rolled her eyes.

Lin Yifeng suddenly snatched the Book of Songs from his hand, pointed at the word "wind" in the book, and asked provocatively: "Do you know how to pronounce this word? If you can pronounce it, this book will be yours."

Song Yan took a look and replied, "The wind."

Lin Yifeng was quite surprised that this country bumpkin could actually read.

"Here's the book." He handed it back. "Just take it. No need to pay."

Song Yan didn't answer, her face was indifferent: "No need, you should keep it for yourself."

He was not short of those few hundred coins, and he didn't like the other party's appearance of giving alms.

Song Yan walked past him and paused for a moment, then said meaningfully, "Oh, right, 'The insects chirp, and the locusts flutter.' Master Lin is so knowledgeable, I would like to ask what this sentence means."

Lin Yifeng understood instantly.

"Listen to the chirping of katydids and the jumping of grasshoppers."

My goodness, this bumpkin complained that he was too noisy and mocked him for jumping around like a grasshopper.