Chapter 11 Poor families, class, and wealth
Chapter 11: Bad Family, Class, and Wealth
The scenery created by the couple sitting in the sunset is naturally beautiful. Of course, if Su Zhi is not a concubine, it will be completely in line with the postmodern aesthetics.
Yun’s platform is the most exquisite place in Yun’s family. You can sit here and see the sunset, the mist, the rain and fog, you can lie down and watch the stars, embrace the stove and enjoy the snow, and you can also see the busy servants like ants under the platform. Whenever this happens, happiness will embrace the whole body, and satisfaction will overflow from the heart.
Since Yun Lang offended the emperor, the emperor seemed to have forgotten the existence of Yun family. Similarly, after Yun Lang appeared in "Shanglinyuan Farming Memorial", he naturally forgot the existence of the emperor.
Yun's business has always been very good, but it lacks the large customer of Royal. In this way, Yun's extra products have expanded to places outside Chang'an.
Pingzhe could no longer take care of him, so his younger brother Pingsong naturally entered the Yun family's gate and became the second envoy.
Today, the Yang family from Hongnong County came to Yun's carriage to order horses and carriages, which made Pingsong very embarrassed. There are restrictions on the sale of Yun's carriages and horses. Most of the people who order horses and carriages on weekdays are wealthy families. It is the first time that poor families like Yang take the initiative to order horses and carriages.
Ping Song originally wanted to refuse directly, but in a blink of an eye, the number of people in the Han Dynasty was not the rich family, but the millions of poor families.
Never underestimate poor families. In the Han Dynasty, as long as they can be called home, they must be rich. The family wealth is not tens of millions, but millions are bound to be millions. Although the children and nephews in the family cannot serve as high-ranking officials of two thousand stones, they are composed of them.
Many people think that poor families are peasants or poor children. This is actually wrong. There is another title for peasants or poor children - Qianshou!
The poor family is a very embarrassing class. They want to work hard and strive to make progress, hoping that the poor family can have a noble son, but at the same time they have no way to make progress. Even if they go up one or two, they will soon be suppressed by a clan like Cao Xiang in their lifetimes.
This has nothing to do with Cao Xiang's personal character, and it is related to the rarity of the wealthy family, so Cao Xiang cannot tolerate his soft heart.
The emperors today are very tired of the existence of the noble family, so he activated the largest group of poor children since Emperor Taizu Gao.
Nowadays, the rise of poor families seems to be unstoppable.
Pingsou is the best among the poor families. He has a very clear understanding of the poor families. Therefore, his sons Pingzhe and Pingsong are generally tolerant in dealing with poor families.
The head of the family and Xijun hugged each other and whispered on the platform, so Pingsong couldn't easily disturb him.
After waiting for a while, seeing that the head of the family had no intention of stopping, he tiptoed back to the front yard and said to Yang Chong, who was already nervous: "The master of the family has something important to do. Brother Yang is a little worried. I have asked the nursing home office to make a decision when the main matter of the family is handled."
Yang Chong bowed and said, "I'll just give in to Brother Lai Ping. If I hadn't given up my nephew and wanted to marry the eldest daughter of the Tang family, my brother wouldn't have been ruthless to ask for Yun's carriage."
Ping Song waved his hand and said, "My owner has always been a person of adult beauty. If it is not hindered, he will naturally agree. Come on, Brother Yang, please use tea. Is the carriage good? Ping dare not boast about it. As for this tea, I, Yun, said that it is second, but no one dares to recognize it first."
Yang Chong took the tea and took a sip, then tasted it and said, "Qingyi, elegant, people are ignorant, but they want to add oil and salt to this elegant thing. It's really a waste of resources."
Ping Song smiled and said, "The taste of this is still necessary to be carefully savored, just like all things in this world, the original taste is the most sweet and mellow. If oil and salt are added, the original appearance will be lost."
Yang Chong hurriedly bowed and said, "Hey, Brother Ping is a disciple of Taoism?"
Ping Song smiled and said, "My father likes to judge all things in the world by the opposition between yin and yang, so Ping still dares not give up on home learning."
Yang Chong bowed and said, "It turns out that he is Mr. Zou Yan's disciple, who is disrespectful and disrespectful."
While the two were chatting, Liang Weng walked in. Pingsong and Yang Chong stood up to salute. Liang Weng returned with a smile: "The head of the family said that Yang had a happy event, so he should congratulate him. Yun's carriages and horses have always been unfamiliar with poor families. This is a common practice."
Yang Chong looked disappointed and was about to bow his way, he heard Liang Weng say, "If Yun sold the carriage and horses to Yang, it would be unfair to him and the nobles. Therefore, he could give the carriage to Yang as a gift, only for the eldest daughter of the Tang family.
If you are rude, please forgive me!"
When Yang Chong heard this, he was happy and bowed to thank him repeatedly, "What Yang asked for was a difficult situation. Marquis Mengyun gave him a gift. Mr. Yang was very grateful. Please ask the old court to report Marquis Yun to the carriage and horses. Of course, only my niece-in-law will use this carriage. If I want to use it, I still need to work hard!"
Ping Song laughed and said, "Extremely, very well, my marquis often said, "Generals and ministers are not born, so men should be self-reliant." For examples of children today, they value heroes, and they use materials to be legitimate and illegitimate, and they are the illegitimate sons in the court. They are everywhere in the evening. The Yang family in Hongnong County is assertive and has great education. It is not difficult for children to be appointed as marquis and ministers in the future.
Come on, Brother Yang, I went to a carriage workshop with a certain family. Since the owner agreed, except for the royal throne, the rest of the carriage will be chosen by you!"
Yang Chong smiled happily, and he was kind to Pingsong and left the guest room.
Weng Liang opened the gift box that Yang Chong left on the table, glanced at it and said, "I still have a wink, two hundred gold... Alas, the head of the family is getting less and less like a noble."
Su Zhi didn't finish his dinner, and the pork ribs were ruined by the tiger. In addition, Su Zhi was in a bad mood, so Yun Lang decided to make something delicious for Su Zhi.
Looking at Yun Lang busy in the kitchen, Su Zhi hugged Yun Lang's back and said, "My grandma, the purpose of coming here is very simple, it is to want money!"
Yun Lang was frying chicken wings in a pan with very little oil. When Su Zhi said this, he couldn't help laughing: "Grandma, is my mother here to ask for the betrothal gift? This is not a waste. Is it okay to give your senior sister's betrothal gift together? Is it okay to give a thousand gold ingots?"
"Aren't you angry?" Su Zhi was very surprised.
"Why are you angry? They sent you and Aqiao to me. If they came and only talked about money, I would be very happy."
"What if I talked to you about raising a child?"
"That's it, it will disgust me!"
"My grandpa, my mom is not as bad as you think."
"I would rather they are bad so that they can solve all problems with money."
"They are used to staying in the mountains and fields, and they may think differently from us. For my sake, don't embarrass them."
Yun Lang poured the chicken wings out of the pan and put them on a white porcelain plate. He also wiped off the grease on the edge of the plate with a clean rag, and placed it on the table and said, "Eat quickly, don't eat too much."
"You haven't answered my question yet."
Yun Lang smiled with his big white teeth bared, "This kind of smile will last!"
Su Zhi picked up a piece of chicken wings and sighed: "It's so fake that makes people want to slap it!"
Close the courtyard gate, the atmosphere of Yun's family will always be peaceful and warm.
Such an evening was just the most ordinary evening in the Yun family.
The women in the mulberry silkworm workshop carried baskets and began to walk towards the hot water canal in groups.
In the past, there were very few other things in the basket except for changing clothes and one or two pieces of dry cakes.
It’s very different now. There are many more things in the bamboo basket that has lost its color soaked in hot spring water, such as soap, silk paste, a few snacks, and even some grape brews.
The soap was made by Yunlang himself, but the silk paste was different. Yunlang didn't understand why these women had to soak the smell-depleted sheep tail oil in large pieces in hot water that had been reeled, so that the sheep oil could melt, and then remained in a melting state for several days before the sheep oil condensed, and finally put it in a pottery bottle. After washing the face, they carefully applied it, and gave this sheep oil a nice name - Silk paste.
It is said to have a strong whitening effect.
Song Qiao's tyrant Liu Po had long whispered to Song Qiao about this secret recipe. Now, Song Qiao is also using it.
Finally, after Su Zhi found out, Yun began to produce this thing in large quantities, and then she promoted it to the ladies who came to see the doctor.
A little discovery from Yun's family usually becomes a commodity soon. Others are always curious about why Yun's family produces good things one after another.
Only Yun Lang knew that he had no shortage of vision, status, and manpower and wealth. Under such circumstances, the Yun family could easily embark on the fast lane of accumulating wealth.
Chapter completed!