Shipin Dalizheng

This is equivalent to ancient luxury goods, and the target audience is always people with money.

Counting the time, they had been in the county town for six or seven days. Seeing that the two shopkeepers were able to independently handle the purchase and sale of goods and deal with various buyers, they decided to go back.

On the morning of their departure, the county magistrate's lawyer came to see them off. County Magistrate Cui seemed a little uncomfortable and only asked the lawyer to bring the verdict against Manager Xu.

Just as Rong Tang had predicted, even if Xu's property was sold completely, it still wasn't enough to repay the debt. Xu was forced to work in the mines to pay off his debts. Following Rong Tang's earlier advice, his wife, children, and mother were not sold off. Instead, they each shared a significant portion of the debt and signed a repayment agreement.

His son, not even ten years old, owed the most.

On the way, Rong Wanli asked, "Master, their family has nothing left and they owe so much money. What will they do in the future?"

Rong Zhan slapped him and said, "You idiot, what would you do if you lost everything and were still in debt?"

"run!"

After saying this word, everyone laughed. Rong Wanli then realized that everyone knew that the master would not kill all the old people and children. They had no property, but they still had freedom. If they didn't want to pay back the debt, they had to run away and live in hiding from then on. They would not dare to come back for the rest of their lives, let alone think of revenge.

Rong An was calculating on his abacus. After selling Manager Xu's property, he still had about four or five hundred taels. Adding the five hundred taels given by County Magistrate Cui, after buying the shop and filling it with goods, he still had more than two hundred taels left.

Since Prince Tang started his business, he has never invested any capital himself, which is amazing.

They returned to the village first and found that the villagers had uncontrollable joy on their faces. After asking, they learned that wages had been paid in the previous two days, and every household had some income, so those who were in urgent need of food and supplies could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, the final finishing work of the winery had been completed, and the manpower to build the new courtyard was also saturated. Rong Dajiang waved his hand and the original team gathered again to build a school.

The location of the school was chosen with great care. Someone was asked to look at the feng shui and decided on a location that was said to have the aura of Wenquxing, which happened to be next to the Rong family ancestral hall.

Several masters laughed and said, "We knew that our Rong family would produce noble people. Once this school is built, the top two candidates in the imperial examination will both have the surname Rong."

They bragged about their own things. When Rong Dajiang saw Rong Tang coming back, he asked him to write the name of the school and carve a plaque to hang up.

Rong Tang could write calligraphy, but he had no style at all. In the end, he was placed on a high platform and couldn't get down. He picked up the pen and wrote the word "hope".

Everyone: "..."

Rong Dajiang asked, "Prince Tang, what does the word 'hope' mean?"

"It means that after learning to read and write, people will no longer be confused and will be able to distinguish right from wrong. They will have the capital to make a living in society and have a purpose in life. So coming to school means there is hope for a bright future."

Rong An led the applause, and the villagers also clapped their hands in applause, showing their respect. It was that word...

Rong Qianqi whispered, "I can polish it up a bit when I carve the plaque."

So good!

Chuncao couldn't wait any longer. This was the second time she hadn't seen her master for six or seven days, ever since Rong Tang was in jail.

"Master, I realized that you really don't want me anymore. You left me alone in the village and I haven't seen you for several days."

Rong Tang could understand Chuncao's feelings very well. She was a southerner through and through. She traveled thousands of miles just to follow him. He was the person closest to her, and she would feel insecure without him.

"How can I do that? Even if I don't want the wealth and glory, I can't give up spring grass."

It could be said that Rong Tang was the best at calming people down. His words dispelled Chuncao's days of anxiety.

The group walked towards the courtyard in the west of the village, where they saw high walls and tiled houses. The new courtyard had already reached a certain scale.

Chuncao exclaimed in astonishment, "Master, you don't know how much money it costs to build such a large new courtyard. It hasn't even been completed yet, and we've already spent several hundred taels."

"It's okay, just spend it and the young master will earn it."

He was so generous, just like a head of the family who doted on his wife.

The sugar in the backyard has been made. Chuncao's job now is to make sweet wine with five or six women in the yard to sell in the town and county. She is not too busy, but she is also busy.

As for the category of sweet wine, through various publicity and trial sales, we have now stabilized more than ten popular types. Chuncao, who has a divergent mindset, has begun to think about making other things into wine or sugar.

She said with a bit of distress, "Master, I was just thinking, we make candy because sorghum stalks are sweet. Logically, all sweet things can be made into candy. Yesterday, Master Du sent a basket of early pears, which were also quite sweet. I tried to make them the same way we make candy, but what I made turned out to be black, sticky, and a bit bitter."

Rong Tang asked her to take out the stew, tasted it and said, "Pears can be boiled into pear paste candy, but it can only be a semi-fluid paste. You boiled it too long and it became mushy. Next, you can see if there are any pears for sale in the market and buy them to boil into pear paste candy. It can relieve coughs, reduce phlegm and moisten the lungs. It can also be used as an auxiliary medicine to treat related diseases. After boiling, you can send it to the pharmacy to sell."

Chuncao jumped up and said, "Yes, yes, quite a few families in Dahong Village in the northwest corner grow mountain pears. Aunt Ma's son even stole a few and came to curry favor with me like they were treasures. Young Master, can I take charge of this business?"

In ordinary families, this is the age when people would get married. Chuncao seemed to be getting younger and younger, gradually getting along well with the boys and girls in the village. In contrast, Daya seemed to be getting more cautious and mature, as if she was the older sister.

Rong Tang certainly knew that this was because Daya was very restricted at home, while Chuncao was free and full of energy because of his indulgence and pampering.

Every family has its own way of educating children, and Rong Tang will not interfere.

(Chuncao: I’m older than you, and you treat me like a child?)

(Rong Tang: Yes!)

Chuncao's heart was burning with passion. She immediately forgot about the young master she had been thinking about for many days. She grabbed Daya and said, "Come with me. Let's go to Dahong Village. Oh, and call Gousheng. He knows the way well."

Gousheng is Ma's eldest son. He used to have many bad habits, but now, after being disciplined and restrained in various ways, he no longer brags and bullies others. However, he is still a restless guy, running around all day long and trying to do business.

He no longer bullied people in Rong Tang's name, but he still used Rong Tang's name to solicit business. Once people from other villages no longer trusted him, they would definitely bring up Rong Tang.

"We have Prince Tang in our family. He's a high-ranking official, very powerful. I won't lie to you. If I did, he would beat me to death."

Many people, convinced by his solemn promises, followed him to the village to sell firewood or other mountain products. Rong Tang, upon hearing this, didn't seem particularly offended, but he sent someone to warn him not to use his banner to deceive others, or he would really beat him.

When Daya heard that they were going to Dahong Village, her face turned red and she hesitated for a long time before getting on the carriage driven by Rong Wanli.

Li Jin came over just in time, and when Rong Tang asked, he found out that Daya's in-laws were the headman's family in Dahong Village. Chuncao was teasing and wanted to take Daya to her in-laws' home.

At this time, the Sixth Master was calling him from outside. Rong Tang did not ask any more questions. He walked out the door and went to the Sixth Master and asked, "Sixth Master, what's the matter?"

The Sixth Master fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan and said, "Prince Tang, didn't our village take over those sixty acres of paddy fields? I've been asking my Second and Third Pillars to watch over the water. A few days ago, I felt the water in the fields was too shallow, so I asked them to add water."