Chapter 192 When you are busy, come and sing

Compared with Si Niang and Yijing, Qi Niang, who was only 11 years old, was still naive and romantic at this time. Before studying common affairs, the eldest princess was very relieved to Xu's daughter-in-law. She believed that she had her own arrangements for Qi Niang's teaching and did not need to worry about others to interfere, so Qi Niang was unrestrained and waved. Huo's hard-won leisure time.

In the morning, after the Yijing and Si Niang accompanied the eldest princess for a walk in the countryside, there will also be two or three hours to learn about the trivial things in the village.

The person in charge of teaching is Mother Yang.

"I heard that in addition to the Grange, there are even shops in our property." Si Niang is a little puzzled. Since ancient times, merchants, farmers, industry and commerce have been the lowest among merchants. Before the Eastern Ming Dynasty, merchants could not even take the bus, and the descendants of merchants were banned from becoming officials, that is, only relaxed in the Eastern Ming Dynasty, but merchants are still rich but not noble. As a noble, the government of the state is understandable to buy land and property, involving business Si Niang. I just can't figure it out.

Mother Yang smiled and said, "Do you know what is the salary of the prince, the second master and the third master in the court?"

Binjing and Si Niang all shook their heads.

"The monthly salary of the prince is only more than 40 stones. If you rely only on the salary of the court, the slaves and maidservants in the house are insufficient, so they will buy property. Some of the harvests in the villages are taxed and handed over to the treasury, and some of them are for daily consumption. Most of them will be replaced with silver income." Mother Yang explained: "However, the consumption of any noble family with a prosperous family is even more amazing. If it relies on the salary of the imperial court alone, it is not enough to support it. In addition to land, commerce will also be involved. Not only the government, but also the nobles at present, run some shops under their names. Of course, it is not for the nobles to operate it themselves. Only by using the stewman and using idle money to regenerate benefits can we support the family business.

If the nobles want to maintain their family business, the court naturally cannot allow corruption and bribery, and they can only relax their business.

Don't say that there are shops under the name of the noble family, even the prince.

However, of course, the aristocratic family is not as good as merchants and does not focus on doing business. For example, most of the Weigong Mansion is to buy property and sublet shops for profit. There are also useful stewards. They have strengths and know what can make profits, so that the master will give them the principal and run some business.

For example, Shumei Building is a commercial property operated by Su Lian on a whim. Naturally, it can't make a lot of money, and it's just a pastime.

Another example is Rongqingzhai, which was originally a "time-honored" dim sum workshop in the Ming Dynasty and was once famous in the Central Plains.

After the war, business was hit hard, and some rich businessmen suffered disasters and went bankrupt one after another, and Rong Qingzhai was not spared.

It is said that the descendants of Rongqingzhai entered the palace and became the imperial chef in the Dongming Dynasty. With the secret recipe handed down from the family, they were greatly favored by the heavenly family. The Dongming Kingdom was destroyed. Gaozu found the "secret recipe" of Rongqingzhai in the palace and handed it to Yan Hou, who gave it to the eldest princess.

After hundreds of years, Rong Qingzhai's reputation is still known in the streets. Since the eldest princess got the secret recipe, she couldn't bear to bury it, so she let the steward of the house run it again.

But aristocrats doing business is not something worth promoting, so the owners behind them are generally not made public.

Rong Qingzhai has now become one of the dowries of the scenery.

"Do we have to learn to do business for profit in the future?" The fourth woman was puzzled again.

Mother Yang smiled and said, "It's not for the little women to do business, and it's not for the little women to cultivate these fields in person. Since there are stewors, the master only needs to look at the income of the account book, understand the benefits, and arrange income and expenditure, but he needs to know more or less about the way in order not to be blinded by his subordinates. "

Although the stewels are generally useful people, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not become greedy and deceive them. If the master knows nothing about it, it will make their subordinates lawless. They often ask about it and can find mistakes and correct them to deter their subordinates.

This is also the principle that everyone's boudoir has to learn common affairs in addition to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially for marrying the eldest son and grandson, and will be in charge of the boudoir in the future, which is a must-learn ability.

It is also said that some of these farms are near Kyoto, but some are far away in Ninghai. The main family can't check them one by one, so they can only estimate the harvest through income accounts and combined with the drought and flood situation to supervise whether the people below are deceiving for personal gain.

I heard from Mother Yang and Aunt Wan's detailed breakdown. Only then did I know that the people responsible for farming in the farm are not only domestic slaves, but also tenants, as well as local hired long-term and short-term workers. The remuneration given is also 367. Under the standard, there are differences. In addition to good fields, or sloping land and dry land, not all land is suitable. For the joint planting of rice and wheat, some are suitable for planting forests and some are suitable for pastoralism. Among them, the doorway is really "broad and profound" and cannot be mastered in a year and a half.

"It seems that it is important to use people, otherwise I have three heads and six arms, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to take care of them." Summary of the scenery.

Mother Yang affirmed: "The governance of the country is based on the same origin, and there is no single wood can support. If Wu Niang can get through the way, she can know people and make good use of it without being blinded, she is qualified."

Bingjing spent some time checking all kinds of account books, and often visits, talking with tenants and long-term workers, chatting about the relationship between harvest and climate, and the price difference between the year of harvest and the year of poor harvest. In a short time, she had a rough understanding of the price of oil, salt, firewood and rice that she never cared about.

I also found that in her "shop" dowry, in addition to renting out for profit, there are also teahouses and restaurants, and even a pharmacy. When I ask one by one, I know that they are all in a perfect location, and the stewels are also "connoisseur" who have been operating for many years and have rich in benefits, so she doesn't have to waste her mind anymore.

"After returning home, to find a suitable time, Wu Niang will meet these stewers one by one and have an understanding of their character." Mother Yang reminded me conscientiously.

Bing played a trick, and it came out that her conservative income for a year was ten times higher than the salary of the Duke of Wei, and she suddenly smiled.

There will be no more worries about money in the future.

It was another evening. After the meal, the three golden flowers joined hands to "step on the song" by the Liangyuan Bridge again. After ten days, many villagers were familiar with these noble girls. The three girls who "encountered" at the beginning were even more familiar with them. On this day, they saw the beautiful sisters, and the three girls "ploped" He came over and pointed to the teenager who was singing in the shadow of the tree and introduced in a loud voice: "That's Sun Lang."

Yijing carefully looked at the young man who was only 17 or eight years old. Seeing that he was tall and standing, he raised his hands and threw his feet very deliberately elegantly. Dressed in the jade long clothes that the Beijing sergeants' favorite, he seemed to be worried that the mud between Longjian would stain the robe and the train, raised a corner, pinned it to the belt, and was rushing Several girls with curtains sang "My fair lady, a gentleman is so good."

Although he has a scribe style, he is extremely teasing and can't hide his frivolous meaning.

On that day, Sanya, who said that his elegant singing, her eyes were bright and she was fascinated.

Qiniang smiled and said, "Sanya is happy with him. Why don't you sing and dance like the girls in the village?"

Sanya bit her lip and suddenly became depressed.

"Sun Lang looks down on us. He only likes the sisters of the Li family, who are wearing hats, but they don't go out often." "Little round face," said Linger.

Yijing looked at the "Sister Li" again, a red embroidered dress, whispering. One of them lifted the red yarn and gave her a white eye undisguised.

Qi Niang obviously saw it and felt puzzled: "We don't know her. Why is she staring at us?"

Sun Lang was "squeeping his head and making a pose" for the "sisters of the Li family", and did not forget to "cold eyebrows" to many girls who were singing and dancing. There were also a few thick men in Geyi. At first glance, they were evil slaves of the family. They staredly "warned" the peasant girls and not to let them get close to Sun Lang, and suddenly A voice was far away, and the scenery fixed its eyes. It turned out to be a peasant teenager named Afu. As he strode from Long, he sang loudly--

Yangchun is far away, peaches and plums have thanked early, and the golden autumn has not yet come to fruit. Sister Fusang Ai looks through the autumn water, but she is looking forward to the distant people coming back.

Since the beginning of the year, I have decided to go, and there has been no book back. I advise my sister not to leave people and cherish the person in front of me.

As the singing figure approached, Afu's eyes went straight to the three girl and sang repeatedly, suppressing Sun Lang's "paralleled dishes" to silence. The brilliant light and shadow of the sunset fell on Afu's broad and bright forehead, but they could not shine through his deep eyes. The loud song was undisguised affectionate, which attracted applause from the crowd. Here comes one after another.

The girls who originally danced around Sun Lang all stepped on their arms and gathered around, laughing and singing and dancing around Afu and Sanya.

Seeing that Sanya's pretty face turned red, Qi Niang pushed her with a smile and almost didn't put her directly into Afu's arms.

In addition to the young girls, of course, there are also many elderly uncles and aunts, and even the parents of Afu and Sanya are also in the crowd, which seems to be very interesting. The young girls who are in love with each other and do not mind.

It seems that Sanya's "enemy in love" should not be underestimated, but when she saw a fifteen- or six-year-old girl, she took advantage of Afu's singing, and then raised her voice--

I have phoenix flowers, dark clouds on the hairpin, brother, don't show mercy, take off his heart and admiration.

Then there were some fans, shouting and pushing her off the court. For a moment, the atmosphere was warm. Sun Lang's limelight finally appeared, and a layer of anger appeared on his face.

Yijing and Si Niang were still a little restrained. They only stepped gently with the song and laughter, but Qi Niang came to her head and danced with everyone with her black-faced maidservant beads, and even sang the fishing song of Qiongzhou.

The three "Sisters Li" with curtains seemed a little discordant in the cheerful crowd. Just now, the girls who were very unfriendly to the scenery, came forward and whispered a few words to Sun Lang.

So in the song, another song of phoenix begging for phoenix sounded--

However, because the singer's voice was not pleasant, and the mountain song was loud and affected his performance. Later, he was a little out of tune and did not finish singing.

Someone laughed without hesitation and began to cheer.

Sun Lang stamped his feet angrily, gritted his teeth and looked at Ah Fu, who was sought after by thousands of people. His face was red and his demeanor was no longer.

When he looked at one side again, he saw that the "sisters of the Li family" unexpectedly lifted a corner of the veil, revealing shining eyes--

The scenery is having fun, and Mother Yang quietly pulled her out of the crowd, pointing to the Liangyuan Bridge, stopping to see the young man in blue.

"Look, it's the son of the world."