Tang Yi and his father walked around the yard. The three-entry yard was quite regular. There was a gatehouse in front, a study room on the east, a kitchen on the west, and five spacious and bright main rooms. Walking towards the backyard, it was an abandoned warehouse. The original owner used to load goods, which happened to be used as a horse shed. The Zhu brothers had already led the animals in and found a wooden basin from somewhere and were feeding the horses for the fodder.

For farmers, horses and cows are like family members. They would rather let themselves be hungry than let the horses be hungry. Moreover, the Zhu brothers had already eaten a lot and felt more distressed about the horses, and kept adding good ingredients.

After walking around, the two of them returned to the main room. Tang Yi went to cook water and make tea. He came back with a kettle and found that his father was lying on the table, writing things in strokes and strokes. He looked closer and saw that he wrote about today's expenses...

"The rent for half a year is fifteen taels, four beds and new bedding, pots and pans, tea, rice, oil and salt, five taels and three taels of tables, chairs, benches and benches..."

At the end of the writing, Tang Xiucai simply hugged his head and lamented: "I understand what spending money is like flowing water. It's more than 30 taels a day. I really don't know how expensive it is to be a businessman. I thought it would take for 400 taels of silver!"

Tang Yi knew it in his heart and poured a cup of tea for his father with a smile.

"Actually, it's okay not to spend so much, such as buying a bedding that is worse than buying or not making clothes for the Zhu brothers. Our father and I almost ate and drank..."

Before Tang Yi finished speaking, the father shook his head and said, "What can I do? Brother Zhu entrusted his son to us, so he can't treat others badly. Besides, Dad can't let you suffer grievances. You can't save money you should spend. You have to earn more money at the checkpoint!" Tang Xiucai said with high spirits: "Yi'er, do you know why Dad only rents a house and doesn't buy it?"

Tang Yi blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "Do you want to buy the old house back?"

"Well, you will get it back in your father's hands!" Tang Xiucai said confidently: "I will go out to find things to do tomorrow and make more money."

My father is full of energy and deserves praise, but Tang Yi is really not very hopeful about his ability and suggested: "Dad, we still have more than 300 taels of silver in our hands, so it's better to use it as capital and do some business."

"Do you do business?"

"It shouldn't be difficult to learn!" Tang Yi scratched his head and said.

"Is it difficult, you kid not allowed to study. Just study at home, and leave the rest to your father!" Tang Xiucai patted his son's shoulder and sighed: "Yi'er, as a son of the Tang family, the mission of the two ancestors, one is shining the family lintel, and the other is spreading. If you can't do the former, you can do the latter!"

Looking at my father's expression of looking at the sky forty-five degrees, Tang Yi suddenly felt that life became dark. How old is I? If you don't feel sorry for your son, you should feel sorry for other people's little loli!

Just when Tang Yi was depressed, Wu Tiancheng ran over with a smile. He also rented a house, only two or three hundred steps away from Tang Yi's residence, but he rented a large courtyard, and there were five families living in total. He rented three east wing rooms, and the rent was only 300 copper coins per month.

In fact, Tang Yi wanted to invite Wu Tiancheng to live with them, but Wu Tiancheng firmly opposed it. He was an adult in his thirties and could he live with others. He became a disciple of Tang Yi because he wanted to learn skills. If he really attached to the Tang family, what would he be like!

Wu Tiancheng died of his wife three years ago, and he was thinking about making some money to re-string. If someone was regarded as a servant, who would marry a good girl? We are ambitious people.

Of course, it was inconvenient for him to eat alone, so he had to come to the Tang family. The monthly food expenses were indispensable, and Wu Tiancheng calculated every account clearly.

"Master, Taicang Prefecture has a lot of business and many places to use accountants. I will be planning to go out and try my luck tomorrow, and I can't just sit there and eat nothing."

Tang Xiucai nodded deeply and said, "That's right, I'll go with Tiancheng tomorrow."

Tang Yi's eyes rolled and he smiled and said, "Dad, do you think this is true? A good private school is not easy to enter. It's better to let the child go out and run, and see if you find work first or I find business first!"

Tang Xiucai was a little hesitant, pointing at his son to make money, he always made him look bad. But Wu Tiancheng was excited and asked in surprise: "Master, you have become the boss, and I will work for you!" Before Tang Yi agreed, his face collapsed again, "Master is so good at learning. When you do business, I am afraid that I will be a guy!"

"Hahaha." Tang Yi couldn't help laughing, "Tiancheng, I don't want to focus all my energy on business. At most, I can start. In the future, you can not only be an accountant, but also a shopkeeper."

"Really? Thank you, Master!"

Tang Xiucai snorted, "Okay, there is not a single word yet. What if it is too early to thank you?"

"I have confidence in my master!" Wu Tiancheng laughed...

Turning around, the three of them acted separately.

Tang Yi conducted a market investigation alone and gradually discovered many problems.

Everything is easy to say, but harder to do. Just like those seniors who travel through time, do some small inventions and create something, and sell a lot of money all over the world, they will immediately make money. That is definitely a dream. Not to mention the issue of patent rights, just the soap clerks running around the world are enough for you to drink a pot.

Although these people are classified as cheap people, they are actually not "salary" at all. On the contrary, they are extorted, entitled to get a bribe, and are proficient in everything. Generally, shops have to pay them regularly. If they don't pay, they just say that you are owing taxes, making a slap, and stuffing them into prison, and there is no place to reason.

Just like the guy at the gate of the city, he said he would not let you enter the city, but he would not be able to enter, and there was no negotiation at all. Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, shrimp eat mud, and the jungle law is unblocked. In the past, when I read Ming history, the commercial tax was absolutely so low, and the merchants should have lived a good life, but in fact they were all taken away by the officials below.

Tang Yi knew one truth well: individuals cannot compete with society, they can only learn to integrate...

After thinking about it, Tang Yi invited Lao Hongtou, who rented his house, to a restaurant, ordered eight dishes and a pot of good wine. Tang Yi had been in the officialdom in his previous life, and talking to people when he saw people and ghosts became an instinct. A meal of wine and sweet words made Lao Hongtou happy and patted his shoulder and called his nephew.

"Uncle can see that you are a smart child, and doing business will not hurt you. What is the business of our Dongcheng Xiaoyi, Changrong and Fushun? As long as you have a good relationship with him, you can earn 30% of the money every month and keep you safe."

Tang Yi smiled and filled Lao Hong's glass of wine and asked, "Old Mr. Hong, there are magistrates, magistrates, and magistrates under him. These are all of them of rank and grade. Why do you need to find a small constable?"

"Hahaha, it's still young people who have no experience. Who cares about those ranks and ranks? As the saying goes, the current official is worse than the current official. This constable is not an ordinary person. His brother-in-law is Lord Limu Zhou, otherwise he would not be able to eat like this."

"So that's it." Tang Yi smiled happily and gave the old man a few glasses of wine. Before leaving, Lao Hong had no idea what to do. As long as Tang Yi found a business, he would help contact Constable He.

The rest is to find a project, which is not much difficult for Tang Yi. He spent two days on the way, and happened to have a shop selling pens, ink, paper and inkstone at the intersection to be sold, with a price of only 100 taels.

Tang Yi secretly inquired, and it turned out that the shopkeeper was not a local. His mother was seriously ill and could not continue to operate, so she was eager to take it off. Things related to literati immediately became higher. It would be embarrassing to let Tang Yi open an abalone shop.

Tang Yi decisively found the boss, and after some bargaining, he took down three doors, and there were several warehouses behind him, which contained a lot of paper, pen, ink and inkstone. The shopkeeper was eager to take it off, and the twenty-five taels of silver was sold to Tang Yi in a package.

After getting the land deed and the house deed, Tang Yi's face was full of smiles. He hurried back home, but was surprised to find that his father and Wu Tian came back early in Chengdu, chatting with a smile.

"What's the matter, so happy?"

When Wu Tiancheng saw Tang Yi, he hurriedly said, "Master, my disciple found a job in the accounting."

"Then you want to congratulate you."
Chapter completed!