It's hard to be a prodigal

"Don't cry." Le Lian endured the pain and moved towards the bed, raised his hand to wipe Jiang Zong's tears, and wiped the dust on his cheeks, then pulled him over and kissed him on the forehead, "Squeamish."

Jiang Zong wiped his eyes, washed a cloth towel and wiped Le Lian's hands, carefully wiped his knuckles and nails, and muttered while wiping: "Little fool, brother loves you so much this time, you have to live up to it. Don't be handicapped, I will take you home after this matter is over, and let's go out to play."

Le Lian rolled his eyes, looking very happy, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you."

Jiang Zong couldn't bear to think about it, so he cupped Le Lian's face and kissed the corner of his lips, with the tip of his tongue lingering on Le Lian.

Le Lian supported Jiang Zong's slender waist, and soon turned his back on the guest, pressing Jiang Zong on his knees and kissing deeply, so excited that he couldn't care about the pain in his abdomen, Jiang Zong was so kissed that he couldn't breathe well, and was forced to listen Zhuo Lelian whispered in his ear again and again: "Lelian likes brother."

"Okay, don't tear the wound apart." Jiang Zong pushed Le Lian's lips away with two fingers, "You rest here, I still have something to do."

Le Lian frowned: "What are you busy with? We lost [-] catties of stone pearls, why don't you rush back and buy them now, and leave me alone."

"Yun Xing, that black-hearted dog doctor, asked me to give him two...200 taels as a reward within seven days before he would change your medicine." Jiang Zong didn't dare to say the number of 20 for fear of Xiao Lian'er. Scared.

'200 for two, seven days.so tight. Le Lian frowned, "Do we still have money?" "

"There are about a dozen copper coins in the whole body." Jiang Zong sighed, and he cheered up again, "Don't worry, it's a small matter."

Le Lian knew that Brother Zong was resourceful and capable, so earning 200 taels in seven days should not be difficult, but it was a pity that he started from scratch, so it was even more difficult, it must be very hard work.

"Then those ragged quilts you brought over are..." Le Lian was worried that Brother Zong would be desperate to pick up the ragged quilts.

"I gave a few beggars three pennies each to shovel sand and soil. When they get back the money, I'll buy a bone-crushing knife." Jiang Zong gave Le Lian a haircut. "These are their mortgages."

Le Lian sighed: "Aren't you afraid that they will run away with the money? They are all beggars and have no reputation."

"Haha." Jiang Zong stretched out his hand and slapped it in the air, "Did you feel it?"

Le Lian froze for a moment, his eyes lit up with the cool wind blowing on his face.

Perhaps due to the terrain, this small isolated island has a huge temperature difference between morning and evening. It is hot and sunny during the day when we come here, but it is freezing cold at night.

Jiang Zong smiled: "If you don't pay back the money, you can't get the quilt back. I went shopping, and the new quilts that can be bought in the market cost forty yuan. The cohesion and mutual trust of beggars are very poor. I hope they will chip in to buy anything, and after a cold night, they will obediently pay back the money tomorrow."

Le Lian frowned and smiled: "You still have a way. It's only a hundred cash, and it's enough to be a bookkeeper for a day."

"Why don't you say you're young? What is more expensive than time? You can't make a lot of money working for others. Twenty...200 taels in seven days is not a small amount." Jiang Zong knocked on his forehead with hatred. , "Tell me, what is the most expensive thing on this island?"

Although Le Lian was seriously injured and unconscious when he came, the businessman's keen sense of smell still allowed Le Lian to notice the characteristics of the island in detail.

"I roughly understand that it is probably Yunhuangshi."

"Well, children can be taught." Jiang Zong rubbed his head, "Go to bed early."

Le Lian stared at him worriedly: "Don't mess around. You don't have to worry about me, you go and get Shi Zhenzhu done first."

"It's all right, don't worry, brother knows." Jiang Zong comforted him perfunctorily. They don't have the money to buy 20 catties of stone pearls, and they didn't mention to Le Lian that the black-hearted man, the lion, asked for [-] taels so as not to Le Lian was restless and missed a good time to heal his injuries.

"I don't care about anyone and I can't ignore my baby." Jiang Zong gently squeezed his slender knuckles, "Heal your wounds at ease, brother is always nearby."

"..." Le Lian looked at him strangely, feeling that since the shipwreck, Jiang Zong's attitude towards him had become very sticky, coaxing him like a spoiled child.

"I'm not going to die, am I?" Le Lian silently looked down at his injuries, then looked up at Jiang Zong in a daze, as if a young man with an incurable disease looked desperately at his daughter-in-law who was about to become a widow. Reluctant.

Jiang Zong's whole body ached from the stare, and he yelled like he was stepping on his tail: "What the hell is going on, I'll put you in the shithole if you talk nonsense."

Well, that's right.

Le Lian leaned back on the bed in peace and took a sip of water.

In the middle of the night, huddled on a small kang, Jiang Zong put his hands on Le Lian's arms sideways, and Le Lian buried his head in Jiang Zong's arms and fell asleep exhausted, dependent like a big dog acting coquettishly.

Jiang Zong slept for more than an hour, before dawn outside the window, he tiptoedly pushed Le Lian out of his arms, covered the quilt, bowed his head and kissed Le Lian's eyebrows, put on his clothes and went out.

Le Lian slowly opened his eyes, silently watching Brother Zong yawn and walk out of the room.

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Jiang Zong yawned and walked to the street with his hands in his hands, and said leisurely, "Hey...it's so cold here."

When a dozen or so beggars crowded into the corner saw Jiang Zong, they immediately rushed forward, and a few burly ones rushed over and pressed Jiang Zong against the wall.

Jiang Zong raised his phoenix eyes and looked at them with a smile: "Yo, the Beggar Gang has always been upright, so don't bully us businessmen."

The strong beggar held a thick stick against Jiang Zong's neck, and his lips turned purple from the cold for half the night. He threatened angrily, "Return our quilts."

Jiang Zong stretched out his hand: "Return the agreed upon copper coins. I'll lend you 180 people a total of [-] coins, except for that kid who has to pay me back [-] coins, and the rest will be [-] coins, a total of [-] coins."

"Master Beggar, I'll do the math for you. You spent a day shoveling sand and soil. Although it was hard work, you did earn seventeen coins. Without the three coins I lent to each of you, you We have no food and no energy. We follow the rules of the pawn shop. The quilt has become a dead pawn. If you can’t take it back, you have to buy a new one. It’s so cold, it’s not easy to carry it all night. You come up with an idea, you pool forty renminbi to buy a new quilt, cover two of you, and buy new ones when you have more money.”

The strong beggar touched his chin and nodded.

The other beggars yelled: "Then we will suffer from the cold for a few days?"

The strong beggar was a little disappointed. After all, he was the first or second among the beggars. He could be the first to buy quilts, but others were not happy, and even vaguely wanted to fight.

Jiang Zong had done a lot of tricks to sow discord in his previous life, not to mention that his opponents were just a few beggars with no business acumen.

"After returning my nine coins, you can take the quilt back as it is. You all have eight coins left, which is enough to eat for two or three days. You don't need to borrow money from me when you go shoveling sand and soil in the future. It's a good deal. Debt Paying back the money is a matter of course, and even though beggars have no wealth, they are all upright people, so there's nothing wrong with this." Jiang Zong raised his chin slightly and looked at them.

In the end, the 180 cash was recovered, and Jiang Zong went to the blacksmith's shop to get the bone-crushing knife he was looking for, and charged a hundred cash, renting it for only one day.

There was a large oil forest where their boat came ashore. Jiang Zong touched a few trees, found a large translucent tumor on the trunk, and sawed it off with a bone cutter.

It took an hour to saw about ten catties, put it in an old cloth bag and carried it back to the temporary residence.

Young Master Jiang, who can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands at ordinary times, started to do rough work. His palms were reddened by the bone-crushing knife, and his shoulders were also worn out by the cloth bag. The slightest touch hurts badly.

Jiang Zong was so painful that he took his things out while breathing in. He borrowed a big pot from the old lady, washed two catties of resin and threw it in to boil it into a paste.

At first, he couldn't control the heat well, and the bottom of the pot was sticky, Jiang Zong choked to the point of tears, took a handkerchief and covered his nose to burn the fire, and managed to boil three catties of glycerin after tossing for a long time.

Le Lian was right, Yunhuangshi is indeed a precious stone that is abundant on this island, but everyone knows that precious things can't hold down the price at all.

Glycerin is something that can only grow in the extremely cold north. Many people don't know that it can be used as oil and wax after being boiled. In his previous life, Jiang Zong discovered this business opportunity when he was 36 years old. He decided to monopolize the glycerin , the selling price is expensive, and later they are often made into mermaid candles, but the cost is not high. If you find a way to contact outside merchants, it is not difficult to find sales.

It's a pity that this oil and glycerin was Jiang Zong's great source of wealth in his previous life, and it was only for money in exchange for his life.

This oil forest was planted by several families. Every year, they pick the leaves and sell them as wild vegetables, and use the leftovers to make dumplings.

Jiang Zong sat by the pot, waiting for the oil and glycerin to dry, while flipping through an account book he had just made with straw paper, sitting on the stove, and using finely ground charcoal to draw on the paper.

There are five days left.

Le Lian stood by the broken window that was leaking air, and looked at Jiang Zong who was working hard in the kitchen with the dim light.

"It must be more than 200 taels." Le Lian looked at him silently, holding the painful wound.