noffsinger Chapter 524 The Discomfort of Lack of Money
Chapter 524 The Discomfort of Lack of Money
Da Zhuang didn't expect his father to know so much and was a little surprised, but Wang Gui quickly got around the issue with a few words.
Lu Qingqing sat beside him and listened quietly, lamenting that her younger brother could not beat Wang Gui, the old fox.
However, although Wang Gui is a cunning person, he is still honest to Dazhuang.
She just turned a blind eye to it and pretended not to know anything.
Soon, several people arrived in Yining County.
This time, there were even fewer refugees outside the city.
Even some previously unoccupied shacks were demolished and cleared.
The location of the city gate has basically returned to the scene before the disaster.
Looking at the few old and weak refugees still left under the shade of the trees, Lu Qingqing's gaze fell on the porridge distribution table.
Seeing that all the other platforms there had been demolished and only one platform was left, I knew that the refugees here were really almost gone.
At this moment, Wang Gui in the carriage was completely different from his previous indifferent look. He was lifting the curtain and looking out.
When I saw the soup kitchen and the conditions of the refugees, I felt more at ease.
From the small details, we can see that the government here is quite good.
Although he didn't want to serve as an official again, he would find it difficult to survive if the environment he was in was really miserable.
So for the sake of his own and Dazhuang's survival, he had to go out and fight again.
In fact, he came here today not only to see the school and teacher where Dazhuang went to school.
I also want to go around the city and see if there are any ways to make money.
He is no longer the son of the Wang family of Langya, so no one will come to him with silver and money anymore.
In order to make a living, he also has to find a way to make money.
Several people soon arrived at Yining School.
Since it was Wang Gui’s first time here, he accompanied Dazhuang into the school again.
Seeing the facilities in the school, Wang Gui secretly admired the people who built this school for their quick thinking.
When I heard Da Zhuang talk about the subjects he studied, I was secretly surprised.
Since ancient times, schools have been set up for the purpose of imperial examinations, and what is learned naturally revolves around the subjects tested in the imperial examinations.
Now this school is special.
However, he came from a prominent family and knew from his surroundings that these subjects were very practical.
It is even more clear that officials in the Ministry of Revenue have always been proficient in mathematics.
He also learned subjects such as mathematics that were not related to the imperial examinations when he was young.
Therefore, it is understandable that schools teach these things.
After checking everywhere, Wang Gui felt much more relieved.
After sending Da Zhuang off, Wang Gui asked about Lu Qingqing's itinerary.
He said frankly that if he didn't continue walking, he planned to go for a walk in the city.
Lu Qingqing was also planning to buy some fruit seedlings, so she made an appointment with him to meet at the city gate an hour later.
After they separated, Lu Qingqing went straight to the street where fruit seedlings were sold.
She seemed to have seen it for sale when she went there before.
On the other side, Wang Gui was also walking on the street.
The clothes displayed in the clothing stores were different from those of his dynasty.
Silently accepting the changes in clothing over the past few hundred years.
After walking a little further, I saw a bookstore in front.
The habits he developed over many years in his previous life made him subconsciously enter the shop.
At this moment, there were several customers in the shop, and the owner and the clerk were busy greeting them and did not notice him.
Seeing this, Wang Gui walked around and looked.
After looking around for a while, I found that this shop mostly sells popular poetry collections or ancient books.
Judging from the content, it tends to be high-end.
Among them, there is only a small space for enlightenment books.
But looking at the quality of the packaging and paper, it is also very good.
He flipped through the books and found that the content in one of them was very good and suitable for Da Zhuang who was just starting to learn.
He subconsciously wanted to ask the shopkeeper to pack it up for him, but when he heard the shopkeeper talking to the customer next to him and quoting a hundred taels of silver.
He suddenly realized that he only had two taels of silver in his pocket.
Dazhuang gave him these two taels of silver because he was afraid that he would have no money to spend.
Moreover, judging from Boss Lu's memory, these two taels of silver were not a small sum of money for a farmer.
He can't be so willful and spend the money at will.
For the first time in his life, Wang Gui felt the pain of being short of money.
Just when he was in a dilemma, he saw a framed painting hanging in the middle of the shop out of the corner of his eye.
He has always had a good memory. Even though he had changed his body and hundreds of years had passed, he still recognized the painting.
This painting was created when he was 20 years old and was quite popular among literati at that time.
There was even a wealthy businessman who offered two thousand taels to buy his painting in order to use his connections.
However, he was not short of money at that time, so naturally he would not do something like lowering his own value by selling calligraphy and paintings.
But things are different now. In the blink of an eye, Wang Gui had an idea in his mind.
Seeing that the shopkeeper was still busy, he looked through all the books in the shop again.
In this shop, besides his painting, there is also an ancient book he had copied by hand.
At this time, the guest was holding the ancient book and reading it.
Listening to the shopkeeper praising this ancient book and then quoting a price of five hundred taels, Wang Gui shook his head secretly.
The value of this ancient book is more than five hundred taels.
This ancient book was a unique copy that he accidentally found when he went to the palace's library.
Because he liked the content very much, he memorized it and copied it out when he got home.
It can be said that the most valuable thing about this book is the rarity of its content.
The shopkeeper's introduction lasted for a long time, but he focused on the transcriber.
From what the shopkeeper said, the book was sold for five hundred taels simply because it was his handwritten copy, and the value lay in his handwriting.
After hearing this introduction, the customer actually decided to buy it.
Seeing this, the shopkeeper took the opportunity to recommend the painting hanging on the wall.
I listened to the shopkeeper praising the painting to the heavens and the earth.
Finally, a high price of four thousand taels was quoted, which even Wang Gui couldn't help but be shocked.
He really didn't expect that this painting would be so valuable now.
However, it is also good this way. His pens and ink can be sold for more money, which will save Dazhuang from worrying about his livelihood at such a young age.
After Wang Gui thought it over, he calmed down and stood quietly aside.
It was only after the customer left that the shopkeeper noticed the tanned farmer.
Looking at the calluses on his hands, you can tell that he is used to doing farm work.
You know, their bookstore has always been a place where literati and scholars come and go.
As for these farmers, few dare to set foot in.
The farmer in front of him had a calm expression on his face, without any sense of embarrassment at all.
The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and asked:
"Sir, what would you like to buy?"