Mom takes her baby to travel through ancient times? Farming and business are both important

While Bai Zhizhi was happily collecting money and selling things, some big changes had taken place in Wang Yuanwai's family.

Now that his adopted son has been brought home, Mr. Wang’s mind has naturally become active.

His own stupid son is useless, so he would never leave anything to him. But it is different for his adopted son. Although he is not his biological son, he was chosen by him personally. To him, he is no different from his biological son.

"Wenkang, now that you're in my house, you're family, so you have to learn what you need to learn."

Listening to Mr. Wang's words, Wang Wenkang smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely study hard and will never let you down."

Hearing his words, Wang Yuanwai immediately laughed and said, "I know you are a good person, Wenkang, but since you want to learn, you have to do it in a practical way to learn well. It just so happens that we have two shops at home, so I will hand them over to you, and you can learn to manage them."

"Yes."

Wang Wenkang immediately responded respectfully. He had been thinking about it for a long time and thought he would have to wait for a few more days. He didn't expect that he would be able to accept the business after only two days at home. His adoptive father really treated him well.

Mr. Wang took out the account book he had prepared long ago and handed it directly to Wang Wenkang. "Here are the account books of the two shops. Take a look at them. If you don't understand anything, you can ask the shop owners. Just study hard."

Wang Wenkang naturally had no reason to disagree, so he took the account book and began to look at it carefully.

It's not that he didn't understand these things completely. After arriving at the palace, he was taught for a few days and soon understood the content.

"Don't worry, Dad. I will definitely take good care of these two shops and will never let you down."

Looking at Wang Wenkang's appearance, Mr. Wang nodded with satisfaction. Not bad, not bad. This is what his son should be like. As for that fool, it's better not to think about him.

After Mr. Wang left, Wang Wenkang looked through the account book again.

Among these two shops, one was a silk shop, which happened to be responsible for supplying fabrics for the masters in the mansion. Wang Wenkang couldn't help but look at it more carefully.

Then he saw the information about Young Master Wang and frowned.

Looking at the clear instructions written in black on a white background, Wang Wenkang sneered, "He's just a fool, but he actually uses such a good thing."

After saying that, he directly circled a sum of money for Young Master Wang's expenses. After all, he was just a fool and didn't know whether the clothes were good or bad. Cutting off half of his supply was no big deal.

The servants in the mansion are all there to flatter the weak and look down on the powerful. Now that Wang Wenkang is valued by Mr. Wang in the mansion, others naturally don't want to offend him.

So even though they saw that Young Master Wang's expenses were cut in half, no one dared to say anything and just pretended nothing had happened.

However, everyone else in the mansion was blind, but Mrs. Wang was not. She went to her son's place every day and happened to meet someone delivering something.

"What is that thing you have?"

Looking at the fabric of the wrong color, Mrs. Wang's face suddenly became serious and her voice became a little colder.

The servant who was delivering the gift was startled and fell to his knees with a thud. "Madam, I'm delivering this month's supply of fabric for the young master's clothes."

Seeing this frightening reaction, Madam Wang's face darkened even more. She took two steps forward and picked up the cloth on the tray. "Are you sure this is for the young master?"

Although the servant was afraid, he had to answer stubbornly, "It was indeed allocated to the young master from the accounting office. I am telling the truth. Please understand, madam."

"Okay, very good."

Mrs. Wang was so angry that she laughed and overturned the tray, letting the cloth fall to the ground.

Looking at the angry Mrs. Wang, the people in the yard knelt on the ground, with their heads lowered and not daring to breathe.

They all still remember how those people who offended the young master were dealt with last time.

"Who divided all this stuff up? Call the shopkeeper over here. I want to know what's going on."