Shipin Dalizheng

At this point, the village chief sighed, "Once the workshop is built and the mules and horses are bought, you'll understand what's going on. When the accounts are tallied, 70% to 80% of this business belongs to Prince Tang, and the entire Rongjia Village only takes 20% to 30%. It will lose its original meaning."

"But isn't that what business cooperation is all about? Whoever pays the most gets the lion's share. Besides, why should we care about the share we get? A large share in a small winery is not as good as a small share in a large winery. The villagers should be thinking about how to make more money, not just an empty share."

"Dad understands what you mean, but you don't understand what Prince Tang means. The purpose of this winery is to unite all the villagers of Rongjia Village. If he ends up being the largest shareholder, then it loses its meaning. Besides, building a school is a money-burning business. Whether it's hiring teachers or something else, it only costs money, not money. The other villagers who have invested in the shares may not be willing to use the profits of the winery. Think it over carefully in your mind. If you think about it all night and still decide to build a school, Dad will definitely support you."

Rong An lowered his head and thought for a moment, "Dad, our family has invested twice. Although it can't compare to what Prince Tang has invested, it's still much more than other families. Here's what I'm thinking: using the profits from our second investment to support the operation of the school, what do you think..."

General Rong waved his hand. "Don't ask me. Everything has been mixed up so far. How will the final account be calculated? Profits? I believe there must be something. Where is it? Can you show it to me?"

Rong An was stunned.

Rong Dajiang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Dad knows you're a little impatient. You can't become a big fat man in one bite. Take it slow. I'll teach a few students like this first. I can also give you a hand. We are all blood relatives. Let's not talk about money for now. We can talk about it later."

Just like that, Rong An was pushed into the house by his father to sleep.

However, this idea eventually took root in the father and son's minds.

The next day, Rongjia Village was still busy but orderly, as the capable villagers gradually adjusted to their respective responsibilities. Rong An was in charge of the accounts at the main courtyard, and also helped with the construction of the new wall.

Rong Dazhu and his men have separated the winery into a separate area. Now, all grain and wine are brought in and shipped out through the north gate. The two sides no longer see each other and do not disturb each other.

Chuncao is mainly responsible for making sugar in the yard, turning the little remaining syrup into candy to maximize profits. Everyone in the yard is her subordinate.

Rong Dajiang oversees the construction progress of the new workshop and occasionally goes to check on the dredging of the village ditches.

Rong Dahai led the team in clearing the village's fields, occasionally visiting to check on the progress of the new distillery. Even the village's half-grown children were busy. Inspired by Sanya, many now knew to go to more distant villages to solicit business, bringing in a few firewood sellers and earning seven or eight cents, which was a great pleasure.

In this fast-paced atmosphere of the whole village, the third master's family was about to send off Rong Dashan and his family of three.

Rong Erhe was ordered to take them there using the cart at home. Although it was inconvenient to carry tables, chairs, and beds, he still had to bring some daily clothes and bedding.

The family of three stood opposite the old couple to say goodbye. The third grandfather said many caring words, telling them to work outside with peace of mind and not to worry about their family, and to come back to visit when they are not busy.

Rong Dashan nodded silently in response.

It was the Third Grandma's turn. She looked at her eldest son and, for some reason, wanted to get a closer look. She saw the white hair on his temples and suddenly couldn't hold back her tears. "Dashan, Dashan, you must trust me. I'm not partial. I love you and want to pave a way for you. Please don't be separated from me. Here's one or two taels of silver. Take it and come home to see me often, ah!"

Rong Dashan was stunned for a moment and shook his head. "Mom, keep the money! I couldn't give you a grandson. It's my fault. From now on, the family will rely on the second son and Xiaobao to support the family. Our family can't bring honor to Mom. So, let it be."

After saying this, he turned around and left without noticing anything. The two old men's faces turned pale.

It’s not that he doesn’t want his parents anymore, but there is a gap between them and he doesn’t know how to face them.

Rong Wanli took his big bag of food and put it on the cart, saying, "Uncle Dashan, Aunt Dashan, you go first. When you get there, find my godfather Rong Xian. He will arrange accommodation for you. I will wait in the village for our master to come over together."

Rong Dashan thanked him, put his second daughter in the car, and the four of them were about to set off.

"Dad, Mom, and Second Sister."

Rong Qiaoqiao ran over from the west, panting, took out a small bag of candy from her pocket and handed it to Erya, then took out two pieces from it and stuffed them into her parents' mouths.

"Dad, Mom, things will get better. I will visit you often."

The heart is bitter, but the sugar is sweet. Zhou, who had not spoken for a few days, finally smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "San Ya, you are not with your parents anymore, so you must be obedient."

Rong Qiaoqiao nodded heavily. "I'm very obedient. I help Sister Chuncao with a lot of work every day so that we can have a full meal every day. My sister and I can learn to read. Don't worry, mother. Prince Tang said that girls can also support the family and be filial to their parents. You won't suffer when you are older."

At this moment, Zhou even had an urge to return the ten taels of silver to her youngest daughter, but she finally suppressed it.

Wait a little longer. If she can really live a good life in a few years, she can give the money to her or buy her a dowry. If she can't live a good life, or if San Ya hasn't learned how to support the family, this may be the only reward she can give to herself in her life.

The family finally left, and the third grandmother cried heart-wrenchingly, mixed with too much regret and grievance. The moment her eldest son refused to take the one or two taels of silver, she felt like she had lost her eldest son.

The villagers were still busy and no one cared about the sadness of the Third Grandma.

Beijing.

Early in the morning, a family knelt at the gate of Jian'an Earl's Mansion and kowtowed to apologize. Two adults and two half-grown boys cried miserably.

A passerby asked out of curiosity and found out that the child had offended the prince of the Bo family. Not only was he beaten, but the whole family was forced to apologize. They were ordinary people with no power and influence. They were afraid of retaliation, so they could only come to apologize.

Passersby started to make a fuss, saying that the prince of the Bo Mansion was a man of no character, even beating such a young child. Beating him was fine, but he also didn't let the child's parents go, forcing them to kowtow and apologize in the street. This was too much of a bully.

The servants passed on the discussions and comments of passers-by to Rong Xiu in the backyard. Her head buzzed and she hurried out to ask what was going on.

The couple outside the door looked miserable, but in fact, they gestured and told over and over again how Rong Tang bullied their son yesterday and had someone come to humiliate him, and threatened to do something bad if he didn't come to apologize.

Rong Xiu had also been educated in the Bo's Mansion for several years. She knew that someone had set up a trap to deliberately ruin Rong Tang's reputation. She held her breath and invited them into the mansion to ask what had happened.

The older children said, "We were playing with our cousin from the Tang family at the entrance of the alley. Before our cousin from the Tang family could say anything, he came up and beat us up. He just relied on his status as a prince to bully us ordinary people."

The younger one said, "He also said that he would beat us every time he saw us in the future, and told us to avoid him."

Bullying common people is not uncommon among the children of the nobility, but what is rare is that someone actually dares to come and make trouble. It seems that they are apologizing, but in fact they want Rong Tang to be disliked by the public and to discredit him.

Rong Xiu said with a cold face, "We can't just listen to your one-sided story. We have to ask my prince if this is true. Someone, go and invite the prince."

After Rong Tang finished a set of punches, he left the yard. Rong Zhan asked him to talk in the front hall.

"Is that family coming?"

"Yes, I saw them last night with my own eyes. They first went to the second branch of the Tang family and then went into the Minister's residence next door."