10 towns based
In the evening, Wang Da finally brought Wang Fan to the town. He was very popular, and someone greeted him from time to time.
"Oh, Wang Beshi, I haven't seen a half-sized son come from for a few days. It won't be your illegitimate child in the countryside, will it?" Someone laughed with a straw stick in his or her.
"You are my illegitimate child." Wang Da is by no means the one who suffers losses: "This is my eldest nephew who came to unload the goods for Mr. Yuan. I hope everyone will take care of him in the future."
Most of these people are squatting, crooked, and their clothes are full of dirty oil stains. At a glance, they know that life is not good. They are probably helpers and so on. Wang Fan looked at them and thought secretly.
"Don't underestimate them. If they are sincere, they can't do anything." Wang Da was very satisfied with Wang Fan's good observation, but he still reminded him.
Without a few words, they quickly walked into a courtyard. Wang Da didn't rest, so he hurriedly led Wang Fan to a man with two mice. He bowed his head and bowed his head and said, "Man, while you are idle, I'll bring my eldest nephew over. Do you think it's eye to eye?"
"Two curls" sat quietly, holding a thin-mouthed teapot in his hand and pouring saliva into his mouth. He tasted it twice, but his eyes looked at the roof, as if he didn't hear anything Wang Da said.
Wang Da smiled, shook his hand, and took out an ingot of silver: "Country people are very poor. That's all. You have a lot to bear. Don't worry. Next time I catch the car, I will definitely bring you more goods to ensure your satisfaction."
"Oi, Lao Wang, you can do things." Wan Guanshi stretched out his hand to take the silver: "This child is strong. At first glance, he is a powerful young man. Let's do it here." With that, he put down the kettle and picked up the pen and paper: "What's your name? How old are you?"
Wang Fan knew that it was his turn and quickly said honestly, "Wang Fan, he is fourteen years old." He had been instructed by Wang Da for a long time and deliberately said how many years old he was.
"Okay, the age is just right. The shopkeeper must like it." Wan Guanshi doesn't care whether it's true or not. After brushing a few strokes, he wrote: "Let's follow Changgui tomorrow. You need to learn more and have a look-"
After listening to the steward's chatter, the night was already very dark. Wang Da pulled Wang Fan out and poohed fiercely, "What is it? Don't you just rely on being able to write a few words and pat the horse?" After scolding, he said to Wang Fan, "See, there are many such villains in the town. In the future, you should remember that it is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a villain. If you have to offend him, you will slap him to death, so that he won't find trouble for you in the future. You are not afraid of thieves, but that thieves will worry about it."
Wang Fan didn't understand, but he still nodded and kept it in mind.
Early the next morning, Wang Fan slept soundly, and Wang Da pulled him up: "Xiaofan, I'm going to work from now on. I can't sleep in, but I don't have to be nervous. Changgui is a good talker and has a good relationship with me."
"Lao Wang, this is your eldest nephew." Far away, I saw a strong man coming naked. Although it was spring now, the weather was still quite cold, but he didn't seem to feel it, and he kept wiping his face with a black towel wrapped around his neck.
"Changgui Brothers" Wang hurriedly greeted him: "Isn't it? It's up to you to discipline in the future." With that, he patted Wang Fan on the back. Wang Fan had to be taught for a long time, so he quickly saluted and shouted, "Good morning, Uncle Changgui."
After a greeting, Chang Gui had a great impression of Wang Fan, who was polite and powerful, and patted his chest to ensure that he would take good care of him.
Wang Fan was also quite in love with the bold Changgui. The two talked and laughed, and soon an uncle and a nephew became warm.
Yuan's shop mainly sells animal fur. Occasionally, it also needs to live beast cubs or exotic flowers and plants. It also often sells some daily goods in other places to earn a difference in price. Therefore, Wang Fan and other loaders are very busy. It can be said that they can't be idle at the end of the day.
However, Wang Fan was strong and was specially taken care of by "Uncle Changgui". He didn't do anything. Moreover, because he learned arithmetic from the old man at home when he was a child, he could quickly calculate the numbers that Changgui and others had not figured out for a long time, so he was quickly reused and became the accountant of the loading and unloading team.
Of course, there is occasional leisure time. If the time is more than two days, Wang Fan will buy some red head ropes with flowers in the town, pull a big flower cloth, put some candy and other rare things in his pocket, and run home.
It's strange that he is in good health now. He is not only amazingly strong, but also energetic. It's nearly a hundred miles from the town to Wangjia Village. It only takes him more than half a day to trot. It's still a meal or something on the way. Normally, working every day, in the wind and rain, his skin should at least turn black and thick, but he is white and tender, and he is called a "little white face" by the loaders.
The villagers didn't know why. They thought that he had been reused in the town and "enjoyed great blessings", and they were even more envious. Every time he came home. There were groups of uncles and aunts, who followed behind their buttocks and inquired whether there were people in the town.
Of course, the happiest thing is Wang San's family, especially Xiao Si and Xiao Wu. They put on floral clothes and tied their hair with red ropes. Their little face is white and tender. As soon as they mention the eldest brother, they proudly raise their chin, just like a little princess.
Looking at the improvement of his family, Wang Fan was very happy and full of gratitude to Mr. Yuan, who had never met. He was more careful when he worked to settle accounts, corrected mistakes several times, and saved a lot of losses for the store.
On this day, he was carefully calculating the leather goods he had just bought. Changgui came over, hugged him and said happily, "Xiao Fan, your opportunity has come. The big steward heard that you can calculate, so I just want to see you. Hold on, don't let him wait for a long time."
"See me?" Wang Fan's heart was pounding and he was secretly happy: "Well, let go of the accounts here first, and I'll come back to count later."
"You must behave well. Don't lose my face. I praised you severely." Changgui was happier than his promotion. He hugged him with a smile and quickly came to the house.
From time to time, Yuan's shop has a large commodity storage. The yard is relatively large, and there are many houses. However, several rooms here belong to the loading and unloading team, which is equivalent to their lounge. Of course, some miscellaneous things of the loading and unloading clerk are also piled up in it.
The steward was a skinny man in his fifties. He dressed neatly and looked down at Wang Fan's account book. Hearing their footsteps, he immediately raised his head. After their greetings, he looked at Wang Fan and said without anger, "Do you remember this account book?"
"Yes, there are a lot of goods in and out, and it's easy to forget, so I'll write it down." Wang Fan bowed his body and answered just right.
"Very good, I heard from Chang Gui that because of your account, several losses of the store have been avoided." The steward scratched his beard and nodded repeatedly: "You are Wang's nephew. Have you been here for more than half a year?"