The rise of the poor

Chapter 690 Lead the bear child on the left and lead the loli on the right
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the clouds seemed to have been evaporated. There was no cloud in the sky, and the earth was bright, making the weather a bit hot. Fortunately, there was a light breeze blowing, and the willows on the roadside swayed with the wind, like the graceful waist of a young girl.

Zhu Pingan led the little Lolita Niuniu with one hand, and Brother Rui, a brat who jumped around three times, walked slowly along the streets of the capital along the willow tree shade at the base of the wall.

Although the weather is hot, there are not a lot of people on the street. There are crowds of people, pedestrians, sedan chairs and carriages in an endless stream, busy with their own lives.There are row upon row of shops on both sides of the street, some selling cloth and silk, some selling rouge and gouache, and some selling calligraphy, brush and ink. All kinds of shops cover every building on the street. The vendors selling along the street and the roadside shops are doing very well. , a thriving scene.

While walking slowly, Zhu Pingan observed the shops on both sides of the street, observing the location of the shops, what kind of business they were doing, the general price of the goods, the traffic flow of the shops, and the marketing methods.
Zhu Ping'an was very satisfied with the thriving commercial scene in the capital city. As expected of the period when capitalism was born, the degree of development of the commercial market was really surprising.Zhu Ping'an was also very satisfied with the purchasing power of the people in the capital city. The capital city was the economic and political center of Ming Dynasty, and most of the people living here were relatively affluent. Their consumption concept dropped hundreds of streets in Hecun, and the degree of wealth capitalization exceeded Zhu Ping'an's expectations.

Not bad, not bad. The more Zhu Pingan watched, the more satisfied he became.

Some people may think that officials were prohibited from doing business in ancient times. This view is one-sided. It is true that ancient Confucianism opposed competing with the people for profit, but the prohibition of officials from doing business has never been realized. It is not uncommon, especially in the Ming Dynasty, when officials engaged in business was the most in all dynasties.

Zhu Ping'an is not worried about being discovered or criticized for his sideline business.

Because the "Law of the Ming Dynasty" prohibits officials with a fourth rank or higher from doing business, it does not prohibit officials with a fourth rank or lower from doing business.People found out that he was engaged in a side job, and at most he was despised by some self-proclaimed colleagues. Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and merchants came last, and they were despised by the gentry.

Of course, if you start a sideline business yourself, you must pay attention to honest management.

You cannot use your power to oppress the people and make huge profits like some officials who "compete for profit with the people".

"Big watermelon, sweet and delicious big watermelon"

While observing the Zhu'an Market, a porter drove a donkey cart in front of them. The donkey cart was full of watermelons, which were big and round, like big leather balls, with emerald green watermelon skins inlaid with There are white stripes on the tiger skin.There was a half-cut watermelon on the donkey cart, exposing the juicy, red flesh. The red watermelon juice flowed out along the rind, exuding an attractive sweet smell.

"Goo~~~"

The bear child was already salivating with greed, and he swallowed forcefully, wishing he could jump on the donkey cart and hold the watermelon up to just take a bite.

However, the bear boy knew that he needed money to buy things outside, but he didn't bring any money.He is the young master of Linhuaihou's mansion, he can get whatever he wants in the mansion, he doesn't need money at all, so he doesn't have the habit of bringing money.Today I went to Zhu Ping'an with Niuniu to hide from Guining's eldest sister. As for being able to come out to play, it was a complete surprise, so I didn't bring any money at all.

If he had known earlier that he would go out to play today, the brat must have brought enough pocket money. After all, he still had a lot of private money, but he didn't bring it.

Therefore, he could only rely on his brother-in-law who he didn't like.

"Brother-in-law, do you think the watermelon in his car is delicious?"

The bear child swallowed hard, lifted his little fat face, obviously wanted it very much, but put on a flawed expression of indifference, looked at Zhu Ping'an and asked, the title of "buggy brother-in-law" almost blurted out, saying It was not until I said a local word that I realized that it was wrong. Now that I have something to ask for, I can't call him brother-in-law, a bumpkin, so I quickly changed my name to brother-in-law.

"The watermelon in his car is big and round, with clear lines, distinct shades, curly and coiled stalks, and the cut flesh is even more watery and red. Naturally, take a bite, it is sweet and cool, and it moistens the throat. It must be very refreshing to flow into the heart." Zhu Pingan glanced at Xiongzi, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and exaggeratedly described in a melodious and magnetic voice comparable to "A Bite of China".

"Gudong."

This description is too graphic, and the voice is just right. It immediately seduces the greedy worms in the deepest part of the bear's tongue and stomach, and the bear can't help but gulp again.

"Cough, cough, let's try it."

The bear child swallowed, dragged and said casually, but his fat face looked at Zhu Pingan eagerly.

"It's a pity. I didn't bring any money." Zhu Pingan shrugged and said slowly, spreading his hands.

"You're lying, how could someone go out without money." The bear kid groaned with his fat face shaking, seeing the donkey cart parked not far away selling watermelons, unable to walk, he didn't believe it at all. As an adult, Zhu Pingan would not bring money with him when he went out, and he would not leave with his fat face and arms folded.

"Are you human?" Zhu Pingan glanced at the bear child and asked lightly.

"Of course I'm human." The bear raised his fat face, as if he was angry with Zhu Pingan.

"Then did you bring any money?" Zhu Ping'an asked leisurely.

"I don't have any," said the bear child with little confidence, but raised his fat face in the next second, "I'm a child, and it doesn't count if a child doesn't bring money. You're an adult now, how can an adult go out without money."

"But I just don't have any money with me."

Zhu Ping'an squatted down, stretched out his hand to press the bear's shoulder, and said frankly.

"If you don't believe me, search." After Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, he stood up while supporting the bear's waist, and stretched out his hands.

"You lied, I don't believe it."

The bear boy shook his fat face vigorously, shook his head again and again, and then began to search Zhu Ping'an.

The bear child first searched Zhu Ping'an's sleeve, turned it over and over again, but found no money, then searched Zhu Ping'an's waist, but found no money bag, then searched it several times, but found nothing turn up.

"Why don't you bring any money?"

The bear boy looked disappointed, so he had no choice but to give up and follow along obediently.

After walking for a while, a bare-chested peddler came towards him carrying a bunch of straw-colored candied haws.

The sugar-coated candied haws trembled with the footsteps of the peddler on the straw target, which was extremely attractive.

Little Lolita looked at the trembling candied haws, her eyes lit up, and she put her fingers in her little mouth to suck, just like a greedy kitten.

"Want to eat, Niuniu?" Zhu Pingan asked with a slight smile.

Little Lolita nodded subconsciously, then shook her head sensiblely, she knew that Zhu Ping'an didn't bring any money.

"Seller of candied haws, come here." Zhu Pingan waved to the vendor of candied haws.

"okay."

The peddler came over carrying candied haws in response.

"Here is a bunch." Zhu Pingan took a bunch of the most attractive candied haws from the straw target, and put it in the hands of little Lolita Niuniu.

"You didn't bring any money." The bear child tugged on Zhu Ping'an's sleeve and reminded him in a low voice.

However, in the next second, the bear child watched Zhu Pingan squat down, touched the bear child from his waist, took out a money bag embroidered with fat ducks, and took out money from it.

In an instant, the bear boy felt that it was dark for me.

"Why do you put the money bag on my waist? Why are you so thick-skinned, you don't buy it for me even though you have money." The bear boy shook his fat face, like a mad bulldog.

"Generally, people who do big things have such a thick skin."

Zhu Pingan hooked the corners of his lips indifferently, and touched the bear's head with a smile.

"You really." The brat was furious.

"Do you want it?"

Zhu Pingan took another candied haws and shook it in front of the brat, with a curved mouth.

"want."

The bear kid stretched out his paw.

Zhu Pingan shook his hand holding the candied haws to avoid the bear's fat paw, looked at the bear with a smile and asked, "What did you just say about me?"

"You are such a good brother-in-law!" The bear gritted his teeth.

"So nice."

Zhu Pingan gave the candied haws to the boy, pinched the boy's chubby face, and smiled brightly.

(End of this chapter)