Fight the Giants

  Chapter 170 Is it intentional

  When Shen Qianzhong was about to leave, Huo Xi stopped him.

   "Do you want to come to my house to work? I'll hire you."

   "Xi'er." Yang hurriedly held her back.

  This kid, what nonsense are you talking about? Although shopkeeper Shen is down and out, he has had a prosperous past. There are several shops and a small courtyard at home is bigger than the one they rented.

  They are just fishing.

  Shen Qianzhong smiled at Yang Shi, and his eyes showed that it didn't matter. Look at Huo Xi.

  Slightly shorter than his son, his face... Well, although it is not as childish as Luo Er, it is just a seven-year-old girl.

  Huo Xi looked at him steadily: "I'm serious. Instead of looking for casual jobs everywhere, why don't you consider finding a host who is willing to appreciate you and hire you for a long time?"

  Employed by the Huo family? Shen Qianzhong smiled inwardly, and looked down at her.

  Huo Xi's eyes were serious: "Since you have no capital to start your own business, it is impossible for other merchants to give you the position of big shopkeeper, and even the second shopkeeper and important positions. Why don't you consider me?"

Seeing that Shen Qianzhong's face was getting serious, he threw out his own conditions: "I will promise you the position of the shopkeeper, and I will give you 10% bonus every five or two months, and I will promise you a 10% bonus at the end of the year. And if you don't sign a contract, don't make a contract, which day If you want to go, go and stay as you please."

  Shen Qianzhong's pupils shrank.

   "You don't need to rush back to me, just give me an answer before the Lantern Festival."

  Shen Qianzhong scrutinized Huo Xi's face again, is this really a fisherman's child? Really only seven years old? Looking at Yang's again, this family will not be the same as him, the ancestors have had a good time, right?

   Seeing Yang standing there with a surprised face, Shen Qianzhong turned his mind.

  Crossing hands towards Huo Xi and Yang Shi: "Thank you for your kindness, I am very grateful. I will come to the door after I think about it carefully."

  Huo Xi also bowed to him: "I will sweep the couch to welcome you."

  Shen Qianzhong glanced at her, and led Shen Luo away.

  It wasn't until the father and son disappeared in the alley under the snowflakes that Yang came back to his senses and pulled Huo Xi: "Xi'er, you..."

   "Mom, it's cold outside, let's go inside, it's snowing now."

   Yang quickly went to close the courtyard door, frowning, followed Huo Xi into the house.

  Yang Fu was coaxing Nian'er, who was crying, to carry him out now. Hearing that Huo Xi wanted five taels a month to hire Shen Luo's father, he was also stunned.

   Seeing Nian'er stretched out his hand towards her with the anger of getting up, Yang hurriedly picked him up, hugged him, and waited for Huo Xi's explanation.

   "Xi'er, five taels a month... And do we need to hire someone? If you are tired, my sister, brother-in-law and I will do. Our family doesn't need to hire someone."

   It costs more money to hire someone, and it costs five taels a month, and a 10% profit. Yang Fu felt a little pain in his flesh.

   "Yes, yes, with me and your father, even Fu'er can't be used. Now it's cold, you and Fu'er can just bring Nian'er at home." Yang said hastily.

  Even if the family has money in savings, but it takes five taels a month to hire someone, Yang is reluctant. I don't feel too tired now. And when the New Year's Eve is over, everyone will go fishing again, so they won't be so busy.

   "Mother, he might not agree yet." Huo Xi said, reaching out to the brazier to keep warm.

   "Yes, yes, he may not agree." Yang Fu was relieved, "Xi'er, I will roast chestnuts for you." He said and threw a few chestnuts into the brazier, turning them back and forth.

  Yang Shi looked at her several times. Thinking about this matter, I have to discuss it with Erhuai.

  On the other end, Shen Qianzhong led his son back to the rented courtyard. The kitchen is shared, and their father and son only rented a wing room. There are several families living in the courtyard, which is usually noisy and not quiet.

  The father and son returned to the house, closed the door, and raised the brazier.

  As soon as she warmed up, Shen Luo leaned out: "Father, no one is using the kitchen, let's go and occupy it soon." Then he scooped up a bowl of rice, and rushed out the door with pots and pans.

  Shen Qianzhong moved a step slower, seeing that his son had already packed a bunch of things and went out, followed him to see that his son was already scooping up water to wash the rice and setting up a pot on the stove. Can't help but sigh.

  My ancestor was also a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River. There were many servants in the family, so how did he end up competing with others for the kitchen.

  Looking at Luo Er again, he is a little one busy in the kitchen, skillful... In fact, he should be reading in a green shirt and scholar's robe in the academy with clear windows and loud books.

  The rice is ready, one meal and one dish, plus a plate of chicken and duck meat, is a return gift from the Huo family. It is richer than the usual meals of the father and son.

   "Father, this meat is delicious!"

  Seeing his son's mouth dripping with oil, Shen Qianzhong put another piece into his bowl.

  Shen Luo ate deliciously, and still didn't forget to greet: "Father, you eat too", and kept putting rice in his mouth, and he didn't stop until he ate two bowls.

   Shen Qianzhong watched silently, feeling heavy in his heart.

  At night, the father and son huddled together on the same bed, chatting gossip.

   "Luoer, do you like the Huo family?"

   "I like it. They are all good people. If it weren't for Sister Xi'er and Uncle Yang Fu, Dad wouldn't be able to see his son."

   Shen Qianzhong's heart clenched violently.

   After a long while, seeing that his father didn't speak, Shen Luo turned to look at him: "Father, what did you think about what little sister Xi'er said?"

   "Does Luoer want Dad to agree?"

  Shen Luo pursed her lips: "If we have five taels of silver a month, we can rent a small courtyard with a single family like Sister Xi'er."

  Maybe I can still read. Shen Luo bit her lip, but didn't say anything.

  Shen Qianzhong turned sideways, patted him on the body: "Sleep", and said after a while: "Father will think about it."

  As soon as the New Year's Eve comes, the capital is bustling with activity, and there is a constant stream of vehicles and horses in front of the gates of various prefectures.

  In front of Duke Ding’s mansion, Mu Yan helped Mrs. Cheng get off the carriage.

   "Second aunt, please." Dingguo Gong Xu Jingchang was waiting at the gate, and when he saw Cheng get off the car, he hurried forward to salute.

   "Grandpa is too polite. How dare I ask you to greet me. It's so cold outside."

   "Auntie is the elder, let's call him Jingchang."

   "This is not in line with etiquette."

   "Meet my cousin." Mu Yan bowed to him.

   "Cousin Bin." Xu Jingchang looked at this cousin who was bestowed by His Majesty. The memory still stays in childhood, "My cousin has grown up so much. I heard that he is in the Imperial College?"

"yes…"

   A group of people entered the mansion while talking. When they saw Mrs. Mu, they exchanged pleasantries again.

  A pair of sisters-in-law, one is a widow and the other is a real widow. Even though they are both in the capital, they meet very rarely.

   "Happy now, Bin'er is back with you again." Xu Mu patted the poor sister-in-law, feeling quite emotional.

  Cheng smiled at Xu Mu: "Happy, I am happy."

   Turned his head and glanced at the pair of cousins ​​who were chatting happily: "The Duke has grown up now and can take on the burden of the whole family. You should be relieved, eldest sister."

  Xu Mushi also followed her gaze. The fifteen-year-old Duke is in full bloom, with tall and straight green pines. He has inherited his father's hereditary title, and it will only be better in the future.

   There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he patted Cheng's hand: "You don't call him the Duke of the country, you are his elder."

  (end of this chapter)