Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The jasper makeup is one tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

The ginkgo leaves of late autumn are still hidden in the often-turned pages, their golden color has not faded, the snow in the flower beds has not melted, and the willow trees on both sides of the path have quietly sprouted new buds at some point.

Before going out, Wangshu made three rules for his youngest son: don't run, don't make a fuss, and be obedient.

"When you go out, you must obey your mother. If you can do it, you can go out with your mother. If you can't do it, stay home and wait until you can do it before going out."

The four-year-old fat boy, who had been trying to get out of the house through a hole for years without success, finally managed to get outside the gate. He hugged his mother's thighs and rocked back and forth, raising his big, chubby, dimpled face with a smile. He would agree to anything she said as long as he could get out.

Half an hour later.

The Ji's Trading Company building on East Street. A carriage pulled by four blue-white horses stopped steadily. Just one look at the simple gold-embroidered "Ji" hanging on the outside of the carriage was enough to tell that this Ji was the Ji of the Ji's Trading Company, and more importantly, the Ji of the Madam Ji in the General's Mansion.

On the banners held up by bamboo poles outside the trading company, the character "Ji" is even closer to the front than the "Qin" next to it, which usually roars in the wind on military flags.

The leading general, wearing light armor and exuding a solemn air, dismounted and walked to the front of the carriage to greet a mother and son who were getting off.

“Uncle Zhang!”

The fat boy couldn't wait to jump down from the carriage on the low stool. He reached out and grabbed the man's right hand with multiple missing fingers, and urged his mother behind him, "Mom!"

A woman in elegant clothes and soft boots happily got out of the car. The bank's owner, upon hearing the news, hurried out, his sleeves swung, and he was the first to greet him, bowing respectfully, "Qian Er greets Boss Ji! Greetings to the young master!"

Xiao San's eyes widened when he heard this, wondering, "How do you know I'm called Little Master? I've never seen you before!"

Children's words and expressions are innocent and naive.

The people accompanying him laughed. Qian Er leaned down even lower, almost face to face with the fat boy, and patiently explained, "Young Master, I have never seen you, but your parents are well-known to everyone, as are the two young masters and two young ladies."

What's more, he has a pair of rare light green eyes, which are bright and clear, and his skin is extremely white, with a healthy blood color, almost exactly like General Qin.

Although there are many Hu people in Chang'an, the one who raises such a well-cared baby with heterochromia is obviously the offspring of the general and Boss Ji.

Even though those old-fashioned people cursed in private, every time they saw such a cunning, lively and good-looking child, the soft love in their hearts was about to overflow.

Xiao San tilted his head, not quite understanding, and said, "Oh!" He turned his head and his eyes turned 180 degrees to look at the pedestrians on the street who were shoulder to shoulder and shouting.

"Mother, Xiao San wants to see it!"

Wangshu was most afraid of the monkeys calling him "Mom." Sometimes, when he heard the cries, his head would ache, just like when Sun Wukong heard Tang Monk chanting the tight-binding curse! He glanced at Zhang San, who had returned from a rotation two days ago, and waved his hand sideways, indicating that he didn't want the baby anymore and should take it away quickly, far away.

"You have to listen to Uncle Zhang. If you don't, I'll send you home immediately."

Xiao San was overjoyed, "Xiao San is obedient!" He pulled Zhang San's thumb and dragged him out, "Let's go!"

Can't wait even a moment.

Zhang San divided the guards into two groups as planned. The capable deputy general was responsible for protecting the mistress, while he took a group of people to accompany the little devil shopping.

The big boss randomly checked the money shops, and the shopkeeper Qian quickly handed over the account books in the shop one by one. The money shops operated businesses such as silver and money exchange, deposits, loans, mortgages and foreign exchange. Among them, loans provided short-term loans to all people in the form of small amounts and low interest rates, which were widely sought after by the people of Chang'an. Those who had difficulty in making ends meet or wanted to do some business no longer had to worry about the starting money, nor did they have to go to unscrupulous moneymakers for high-interest money.

"...Boss Ji, these are the account books for the past three months of this year. More and more people are coming in to deposit and borrow money. Since March, the beginning of spring, the turnover in half a month has equaled the total of the previous two months."

It is freezing cold in winter, and it is difficult to even go out, not to mention most of the people who make a living by farming. The whole family stays at home, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, and there is only money and food going out but no income. They are living off the land and are helpless.

The money flowed a lot in the bank. They were checking the accounts here and the money coming in and out of the treasury there. Xiaoqing took the account book and the large key, and asked the clerks to check the gold, silver and copper coins in the treasury in batches. "Take out 100 taels of silver as a reserve fund, and immediately suspend all incoming and outgoing payments from the treasury."

The silver bills of the money shops were jointly issued by the Ji family, the Liang family, the Chen family and the Nan family, and were exchanged by the money shops and the merchants under the four names upon seeing the bills. Most of them were medium-denomination bills within a thousand taels and were made of special plant paper that was not afraid of being soaked in water. This was mainly to facilitate the four parties' transactions and save the tedious work of large-scale cash transactions when settling silver and money.

Gradually, if the big businessmen who dared to be the first to take the lead accepted it, they would have to issue more silver notes.

Therefore, after communicating with each other, the four major families unanimously agreed to increase the system. Before increasing the system, they must verify the amount of cash and silver notes in their hands, so as to avoid the over-issuance of silver notes and the subsequent reputation crisis caused by the imbalance between silver and silver notes.

When doing business, the first thing is credit.

Rolling up his robe's wide sleeves, Wangshu took a bamboo charcoal pencil and immersed himself in doing arithmetic problems in the account book.

At the same time, Zhang San on the street was dragged by the little man in front of him and kept running. Although Zhang San was still a short man, his legs were almost smoking from running. Unlike the curious baby who stopped to look everywhere, he just wanted to run, running along the street without stopping, as if he wanted to run as far as he could.

"Young Master, stop and go back."

Zhang San picked the man up and held him in his arms. Xiao San's face was flushed from running, and he was breathing heavily, revealing two rows of neat little white teeth. He did not make a fuss even when he was held up. Many people on the street stopped to watch him, turning their backs to him from time to time and whispering to him, but he was not at all stage-frightened.

"...Is it the youngest son of that family?"

"Of course, didn't you see General Zhang protecting him? Apart from his family, who else would have the face to let General Zhang take care of the baby?"

"Yes, they look alike, their eyes and skin are similar! So handsome and smart!"

"In the blink of an eye, the little one has grown so big!"

"Those big eyes are rolling around, and he's not afraid of strangers at all!"

"Look at what you said, the whole world belongs to him, and you're still shy!"

…There were rustling sounds, and Xiao San tilted her head to listen to the fragments.

"Uncle Zhang, are they looking at me?"

The guy who was the center of discussion with a loud voice suddenly pointed out that everyone was teasing him in front of him, and the onlookers were stunned for a moment.

Zhang San nodded, took out the sweat towel from the man's back and wiped his sweat, "Yes."

"Oh!" Xiao San sniffed, twisted his neck and turned around, and found the source of the fragrance. It was a cooked food shop. He looked straight over and sniffed every time, "Xiao San wants to eat!"

"No." Zhang San refused.

"Oh!"

Xiao San sighed, put his thumb into his mouth and sucked it back and forth.