An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

When Jing Chunxi and Tang Shuang stepped into the courtyard, it was no longer as crowded as before, but there were still quite a few people.

Ah Qi was standing next to a broken table, shouting loudly, his voice was so loud and powerful that it made people's ears buzz: "Move it, move it quickly, these are the last few bags, stack them neatly for me, keep the mushrooms and black fungus separate, and come and get the copper coins after you've moved them." There was a hint of unquestionable majesty in his voice, but also a bit of intimacy, which made people want to follow his arrangements.

"Got it! Uncle Seven!"

“Move now!

There were a bunch of children in the yard, many more than the ones originally at the dock. When they heard Ah Qi's instructions, their eyes sparkled with excitement and they were eager to make a move.

Most of the people who brought dried bamboo shoots to the yard had left, and the last two villagers were patiently counting the silver and copper coins in their hands, fearing that they would be left with nothing.

The arrival of Jing Chunxi and Tang Shuang didn't attract much attention. Everyone was busy with their own things. Only Ah Qi nodded slightly when he saw them, as a greeting. Jing Chunxi also smiled back and then looked at the other people in the yard.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone!" Jing Chunxi stepped forward and said to Ah Qi and the guards. Her voice was filled with a hint of concern that warmed people's hearts. The guards, who had just finished their work, looked up at the words.

Everyone showed a relaxed smile, and some said, "It's not a big deal, not hard!" Although they said this, there was a hint of fatigue in their tone and their faces also looked tired.

The work is not tiring, it's just that you are always busy and non-stop. There are many people coming and many goods. It is not necessarily easier than practicing martial arts or fighting in a war.

Ah Qi raised his head as if relieved of a heavy burden, and said with a smile: "Miss, the last two have been weighed." He pointed to several bags of dried bamboo shoots on the ground, indicating that they were all finished.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Shuang placed a large bag of food on the only broken table. This was specially packed by the boss lady and then brought over.

I was worried that they would have to work on an empty stomach. If they couldn't finish their work right away, they could eat a few bites first to fill their stomachs. As the icing was setting out the food, she said loudly, "Here are the hot sugar-coated cakes and fern root cakes. Come and have some."

"Thank you, miss!"

"Thanks, Frosting Girl."

The guards all turned their gazes towards the tattered table, their mouths uttering words of thanks. They had been busy for most of the day, and now it was time for dinner. Their stomachs were already growling with hunger, and seeing these delicious foods, how could they resist?

Ah Qi couldn't help but smile when he saw this. Seeing that no one dared to make the first move, he rubbed his hands on his clothes, and without even using chopsticks, he pinched a piece of sugar-coated cake and threw it into his mouth.

Instantly, a cloyingly sweet taste filled his mouth, causing him to frown. While the sugar-coated cake was delicious, it was a bit too sweet, making him feel uncomfortable for a moment. To outsiders, it looked like he was grimacing. Don't be too miserable.

Some people hesitated, and those who approached did not touch the chopsticks immediately, but kept staring at Ah Qi's expression.

If it weren't for his age, Tang Shuang really wanted to slap him on the head and scold him, "Uncle Qi, stop being so weird. Are you going to let us eat?"

Jing Chunxi also glared at him and smiled, saying, "It's so sweet, even Tang Shuang and Xiao Man ate a whole plate and it still wasn't enough."

Seeing the young lady and Sugar Frosting both looking amused, the guards, seeing Ah Qi's actions, thought he was doing it on purpose. They all gathered around, fearing that they would be gone if they were late. While they were scrambling for the sugar-coated rice cakes and fern root cakes, they did not forget to tease Ah Qi: "Seventh Brother, what's wrong with you? You can't even get used to eating sugar-coated rice cakes? Or do you want to eat it all for yourself?"

It was indeed too sweet, so sweet that Ah Qi was not used to it for a moment, which is why he had that expression. He couldn't help but laugh: "Everyone, hurry up and eat, this is too sweet, it's choking."

He really didn't dare eat the sugar-coated baba anymore, thinking it was just a toy for children. But he couldn't help but pick up another piece of fern root cake and took a bite. The fern root cake had a completely different texture from the sugar-coated baba. It had a hint of fern fragrance, a slightly crispy skin, and a chewy inside.

This is the good stuff!

Ah Qi threw another piece of fern root cake into his mouth, chewed it slowly and enjoyed it, and continued to distribute his silver.

Finally, the last owner of the goods received the silver and left satisfied.

The children in the house came out one after another, led by the older boy. He was short and had a childish look on his face, but he acted more maturely than the other children, with a hint of cleverness.

When Ah Qi saw them coming out, he quickly called out, "Come here, come here, line up. Five copper coins each. You've made money twice today, so it's a bargain for you." Although it was clearly a reproach, one could hear a hint of pampering in his words, as if these children were his juniors.

The leading boy had come for him. Upon hearing this, his eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward, put his hand in front of Ah Qi, and said cheerfully, "Uncle Qi, you're the best! Give me my five copper coins, along with the rent for the house!"

There was a hint of anticipation in his voice, a slightly flattering tone that he didn't dare express too obviously. He spoke quite authentic Mandarin, probably learned from frequenting the docks and being exposed to it.

Seeing him like this, Ah Qi couldn't help but want to tease him, so he kept him in suspense: "Tell me yourself~how many cents does it cost?" He deliberately dragged out his voice to test the child.

The older boy's eyes darted back and forth at Ah Qi, his thoughts swirling. He hesitated, then finally summoned the courage to say, "Just give me twenty cents. For a house this big, twenty cents isn't much!" His voice was cautious, as if he was afraid Ah Qi would refuse, or perhaps worried he was asking for too much.

Ah Qi was stunned when he heard this. He counted out five copper coins and slapped them into his hand.

The boy received the copper coin and couldn't help laughing. He nodded and bowed quickly, and was busy saying nice things: "Thank you! Uncle Qi." You could tell that he was really happy.

Ah Qi counted out another twenty copper coins. The boy leaned over to take them, but Ah Qi tossed a handful of copper coins in his hand and asked, "Can you make the decision?" It was another teasing and test.

The child said with a smile, "My father and mother also brought dried bamboo shoots to sell just now. You see, they didn't mention it to you. Of course, they trusted me to make the decision."

Then he added, "All the dried bamboo shoots in the house are sold by me." What he meant was that he sold dried bamboo shoots at the dock every day.

As soon as he finished speaking confidently, he wanted to grab the copper coins, fearing that Ah Qi would change his mind.

Upon hearing this, Ah Qi couldn't help but look at Jing Chunxi. He saw that the young lady was also watching this scene with a smile, as if she were enjoying an interesting play. So, he simply swept the remaining copper coins on the table into his big hands.

"Take it, don't spend it carelessly, take it back to your parents immediately." There was a hint of seriousness in Ah Qi's voice, as if he was teaching his own child a lesson.

When the boy heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly lifted his clothes and went under Ah Qi's hands.

Ah Qi slowly loosened his grip, and the coins clattered as they all went into the boy's clothes. A little boy waiting in line behind him, who had been watching the situation ahead, cheered with joy, praising him non-stop: "Thank you, boss! You've made a fortune!"

The little boy looked quite similar to the older boy, and was also very clever. The two brothers were full of praise for him: "Thank you, Uncle Seventh. You have the best heart. You will surely have many children and grandchildren."

Everyone thought it was funny: why didn't they say: Uncle Seventh has a son and is getting rich? He's still a bachelor!

The little boy was so happy that he turned around and shouted loudly towards the other house over there: "Dad, Mom, so many copper coins." His voice was full of excitement, and he wanted to share this great event with his parents immediately.

A woman over there responded, but I couldn't make it out clearly. I guess she just thought the child was looking for her. She was still washing rice, so naturally she didn't have time to pay attention.

"Seventh Uncle, give him another tael of silver." The older boy took two steps back and didn't run away immediately. He was still immersed in the joy of getting a pile of copper coins. Jing Chunxi couldn't help but speak.