Chapter 1614 Appreciation (third update)
“Yes, worry-free.”
“Care-free, you will be happy all your life, live the life you want, no Disturbed by the worries of the world," he said.
"Although it is impossible to live a life without worries, this is after all a wish and a blessing from our elders for her." Zuo Junmo continued.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, then nodded happily.
"Well, not bad, carefree, a good hope."
Then, she picked up Baby Luo and gently scratched her little nose.
"Baby, did you hear that? You will have a name from now on, Wuyou, Luo Wuyou, hahaha..."
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Nothing left by Yang Ruoqing As expected, Yang Huazhong came back near lunch time.
Driving a carriage, I was sweating profusely.
The carriage was filled with ingredients that the men had bought from the nearby Qingshui Town.
At lunchtime, a large table was filled with all kinds of dishes.
It's all farm-style. Although it's not as refined as the ones in big restaurants, these bowls of dishes are all authentic.
Moreover, full of sincerity and enthusiasm.
Zuo Junmo glanced at the food on the table in front of him, and then saw the sincere faces of the Yang family at the table.
Zuo Junmo felt as if he had returned to his own home. He was not formal at all, but rather friendly and casual.
Yang Huazhong patted the osmanthus wine and said, "Master Zuo, come on, come and try this osmanthus wine. It was brewed by us when the osmanthus flowers bloomed last autumn!"
" It's not too strong, it's a little sweet, it's not a pond. The water is not from the river behind the village, nor from the well, but from a cold pool on Mianniu Mountain behind the village."
Yang Huazhong poured a bowl full of sweet-scented osmanthus for Zuo Junmo! I poured another bowl of wine for Blacksmith Luo at the same table, and finally myself.
Zuo Junmo picked up the wine bowl and stood up, "Uncle Luo, Third Uncle, this first bowl of wine from this junior generation is a belated New Year's greeting to you."
"I'll do it first as a token of respect. "Two elders, please feel free to do so."
Zuo Junmo raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl in one breath.
Tiejiang Luo and Yang Huazhong looked at each other, and they both saw the same appreciation in each other's eyes.
The two men also picked up the wine bowls in front of them, raised their heads and started drinking.
At the table, Yang Ruoqing was holding Baby Luo in one hand and chopsticks in the other, eating the food in small bites.
Seeing them drinking together like this, I couldn't help but raise the corners of my lips.
What do you say?
Not only did her father and uncle appreciate Zuo Junmo, but she herself also admired him.
Why?
He has Luo Fengtang's boldness and Mu Zichuan's humility and gentlemanly demeanor.
He is a descendant of the Mohist family and is proficient in building various mechanisms and tools.
But at the same time, he is also a shrewd businessman, running in the shopping mall, with sharp vision and active thinking.
Be able to identify business opportunities and act resolutely.
To use a saying she has seen in modern times, Zuo Junmo is a ‘sniper’ in the shopping mall.
But at the same time, he doesn't have the odor of a businessman.
Perhaps it is because he has been studying since he was a child. He is simple and friendly, giving people the feeling of a big brother next door.
I feel better about Zuo Junmo than I do about Mu Zichuan.
Maybe it’s because of this big brother-like kindness, but Muzichuan, because of the engagement, because of his obsession...
When alone with him, he always There will be some scruples.
But Zuo Junmo didn't.
"Brother Zuo, don't just drink. Eat a few mouthfuls to get rid of the alcohol." Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but remind her, and used a pair of serving chopsticks prepared nearby to pick up Zuo Junmo. Put a chopstick of food into his bowl.
Zuo Junmo looked up at Yang Ruoqing and smiled slightly.
That smile is as warm as the spring breeze in March, which can make flowers bloom.
A meal for both the guest and the host.
Because Luo Fengtang was not at home, it was inconvenient for Zuo Junmo to stay longer.
Stayed here for one night and talked with Yang Ruoqing about business matters and the sales of these mountain products in Mianniu Mountain in the next quarter.
There are treasures everywhere in Mianniu Mountain. It just depends on whether anyone has the ability.
If you have that ability, you can continuously send out these mountain goods and turn them into tinkling silver.
If you don’t have that ability, you can only watch these things rotting in the mountains and fields, season after season, year after year.
For so many years in the past, generations of ancestors have been guarding such treasures like this, sighing in vain.
It’s different now. Yang Ruoqing came out of Changping Village and led the villagers to develop the resources in the mountains.
"Qing'er, this is a heart-to-heart talk between my eldest brother and you. You, the villagers of Changping Village, are now richer than before, and 70% of it is due to you."
After dinner, After Zuo Junmo and Yang Ruoqing finished discussing the business, they chatted privately.
"I heard that my third uncle is now the official, and your family is the most prestigious in the village."
"You also opened a school for the children in the village to study in order to gain fame."
"You brought you these ten miles and eight villages The villagers not only have money in their hands, but also hope. "
"You are really awesome. The longer I know you, the more I can't see through you, and the more I admire you!"< br>
Finally, Zuo Junmo said truthfully.
Yang Ruoqing felt a little embarrassed when she heard this.
"Brother Zuo, you have praised me so much. I am the only one left with such great achievements in the world. My girl will be proud." She joked.
Zuo Junmo smiled and shook his head: "Brother Yu is not praising you, he is telling the truth. Besides, sister, you are not the kind of proud and complacent person. Brother Yu believes in his own eyes."< br>
Yang Ruoqing stuck out her tongue.
Although she is the mother of two children, these coquettish and cute expressions occasionally make Zuo Junmo see a different version of her.
Zuo Junmo's eyebrows relaxed, and the smile in his eyes reached straight to the bottom of his heart.
"By the way, Qing'er, there is one more thing I want to tell you. No, to be precise, it should be to say congratulations to you." Zuo Junmo said again.
"Oh? What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Zuo Junmo took out a stack of banknotes from the bottom of his sleeve and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.
“Count the money here, and I’ll tell you in detail.” He said.
Yang Ruoqing was confused, but she still counted according to the instructions.
After counting, Yang Ruoqing sorted out the banknotes, "It's two hundred taels of silver, what's up, Brother Zuo?"
Zuo Junmo said: "These two hundred taels of silver, use In your words, this is your royalties."
"What? Royalties?" Yang Ruoqing thought she heard it wrong.
Could it be...?
"That's right!" Zuo Junmo raised his eyebrows.
“After you gave me the book Dream of Red Mansions for printing, I just tried to sell it within Qing’an County.”
“The response was pretty good. I took it to Changhuaizhou again.”
"A few months ago, a friend of mine came back from the capital. He came to me to reminisce about old times."
"During the conversation, he told me that recently in the aristocratic circle in the capital, many ladies and ladies are chasing a book. The novel is called "A Dream of Red Mansions"
(End of this chapter)