Shipin Dalizheng

Her face flushed red, she felt wronged and embarrassed, "Dad, how can you say that to me? How can I live like this?"

He cried out and went into his house, howling loudly and softly.

The Third Grandma was also stunned by the scolding. She was so angry that her face turned red with embarrassment that she scolded back, "You old fool, are you out of your mind? As a father-in-law, how can you scold your daughter-in-law like this?"

The Third Master regretted scolding him, feeling like he had punctured the fabric of family balance that had always existed. The Second Brother's family was able to take advantage, and the First Brother's family had to give in, so things seemed to get by. Now that he had exposed the issue, could the brothers and sisters-in-law still get along peacefully?

But Rongtang's attitude towards the two brothers was clear. If the second son didn't wake up, he would suffer a great loss. His lips trembled as he tried to wake his second son up.

But the second son went into his room like a monkey to coax his wife and had no intention of listening to his scolding.

Instead, the eldest son left the house and scolded Zhou, "Why did you make Dad angry? It's just a piece of cloth. Her second aunt likes it, so just cut a few feet for her."

Zhou was speechless, as if she had made a big mistake, and she even lowered her head.

The third master waved his hand tiredly, sent Zhou and Daya back to the house, and went up to grind the mill himself until midnight.

Zhou returned to her room, and despite Rong Dashan's reproachful gaze, she gritted her teeth and cut the cloth into three sets of clothes, all in Daya's size. She stayed up all night and finished one set.

Over in the compound, Rong Wu and Rong Qi took turns on duty, and nothing happened all night.

As soon as the sun rose, the men and women who went to the compound to work gathered at the gate, waiting for any noise from inside. Da Hu's wife knocked on the door.

The one who opened the door was Li Shiwa. Thinking about his job of feeding horses and his future life without hunger and cold, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night and was the first one to get up to work.

Dahu's wife touched his head and gave him an old piece of clothing worn by her own son. "Shiwazi, this is Xiaoxi's from last year. He's smaller this year, but it's still in great condition, not torn at all."

Li Shiwa's eyes turned red, "Thank you, Aunt Dahu."

Dahu's wife went to the kitchen by herself, Daya swept the yard, and Dashan and others took their tools to the backyard.

Rong Tang also got up. Seeing the few people arriving, he led them to a warehouse made of blue bricks in the backyard, which should have been used to store grain in the past.

"We don't have a workshop right now, so let's just stay here for now. This warehouse is quite big, enough to be a temporary winery.

Several people measured the size of the warehouse and had an idea of ​​how big the wine-making equipment should be and how to place it.

The next step was to prepare the materials. Some could be made, while others needed to be purchased. Rong Dashan, who was trained by the Third Master to succeed him as the Rong clan leader, could write. He wrote a list of what was needed, and Rong An went to Chuncao to get the money.

Chuncao has obviously entered the housekeeper mode and reconciles the accounts with Rong An first.

"This is the silver we collected yesterday. The Third Master's family got twelve taels, the Sixth Master's family got ten taels, the Eighth Master's family got nine taels, the Village Chief got ten taels, and Rong Dahai got ten taels. Chief Li got fifteen taels and five cents, and Chief Wang got thirteen taels and three hundred wen. The total is seventy-nine taels, eight hundred wen, right?"

"Correct."

Chuncao placed the seventy-nine taels and eight hundred wen in a wooden box, then took out a thousand taels of silver from another box and handed it to Rong Tang. "This is a thousand taels, the start-up capital invested by the young master. All future income and expenditure related to the business will come from here. The young master means that we will use the villagers' money first, and he will cover the shortfall. Of course, this is just the account book for the winery. In the future, when we open other businesses, we will open a separate account book. Whether the villagers want to participate in the investment, or the young master wants to go it alone, we can discuss it later. Is that okay?"

Rong An thought for a moment and said, "No problem."

What could be the problem? Rong Tang has his own money and can do it all on his own. He gets the villagers to invest money so that they can have some income.

Rong An wrote down Rong Tang's 1,000 taels in the account book, and the banknote returned to Chuncao. Chuncao also had an account book in her hand, which made it convenient for the two to reconcile their accounts at any time.

"How much are you getting today?"

Rong An calculated silently and decided to save as much as possible, so he reported a figure of ten taels.

Chuncao gave him ten taels and they both recorded it in the notebook.

A simple breakfast was prepared again. Rong Dashan and the others tried their best to say that they had already eaten and refused to eat anymore. It had been mentioned before that when they came to do the work, each of them would be paid 30 cents a day and a meal at noon, so no one wanted to take advantage of it.

After dinner, we have to go shopping. Some things can be bought in town, while some can only be bought in Beijing.

Rong Tang said, "You guys go to town, I'm going to Beijing, I just happened to have something else to do."

His words attracted the attention of Rong Wu and Rong Qi. Going to Beijing was still very risky, so they were bound to follow.

Rong Dashan said, "We don't all have to go to town. Rong An and I will go, and Dazhu and Youcai will go up the mountain to look for wood."

Rong Dazhu said, "There's no need to go up the mountain to look for wood. The coffin wood my father left behind is very good and can be used just as it is."

Rong Tang said, "Whatever amount you deserve, I'll give it to your family."

Rong Dazhu waved his hand, "No need. The wood was also found in the mountains. Anyway, I don't need it now. I can find a better one when I have time."

Wang Youcai also said, "I have some dry wood at home. Time is short, so let's use it first and chop it another day."

There is one advantage of living in the mountains: there is wood on the mountain, and villagers can just cut it when they need it without spending any money.

Rong Tang nodded. It would indeed take several days for the wet wood to be usable. Dazhu and Youcai were generous and would help each other in the future.

Acting separately caused some trouble. Rong Dashan and Rong An could not ride horses, so they had to use a carriage. Besides, the things they bought also needed to be brought back by carriage.

As a result, Rong Tang had to ride a horse to go to Beijing, and Rong Wu and Rong Qi were a little worried about his safety.

Rong Tang didn't care at all. It was just the Jin family. If they were so scared that they didn't dare to go to Beijing, he might as well escape as soon as possible and go back to the south.

After the matter was settled, a small incident occurred. Chuncao was about to go to the town to buy daily necessities, but when she heard that Rongtang was going to Beijing, she decided to follow him.

But she couldn't ride a horse. Did he have to carry her in the young master's arms? Even if they didn't care about other people's opinions, it was still too strange, so they had to give up. Chuncao and Daya had no choice but to take the carriage to town, leaving Li Shiwa and Gui Ergou at home to look after the house.

Gui Ergou patted his chest loudly and said, "Master, don't worry. I will take good care of the family."

Rong Tang had nothing to worry about. It was broad daylight, and even if someone came, the villagers would not let outsiders cause trouble.

The three men rode away, not noticing that Rong San and Rong Si were galloping towards them on another village road.

Gui Ergou saw them and scratched his head, "Brother Rong San, Brother Rong Si, the young master just left."

Rong San's expression changed, "What has the master been doing?"

Gui Ergou hadn't noticed that his way of addressing Rong Tang had changed again. On the way here, he had called him "Master," temporarily treating Rong Tang as his master and obeying him in everything. After entering the capital and completing their mission, they should return to their original master and call Rong Tang "Young Master." Now, just one night later, the address had changed back to "Master."