Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 2997 low-key

  Because Guan Yong stayed in the capital, Zhou Dalang left his daughter and son-in-law at home. It was not easy to live in the capital. Guan’s family still couldn’t afford to buy a house in the capital, and the cost of renting a house was not low.

  Zhou Lixin and Guan Yong walked back home through the tunnel. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhou Li, “After this, the family’s worries about the future are gone, and the rest is to be cautious in words and deeds.”

   Zhou Li said: "Grandma mentioned it, let my dad and them stay low-key outside. If you don't need the name of sister-in-law, you don't need to."

  Now Zhou Lixue is just a small official, and they can’t shelter their home, so Thu Lang and the others have to use Zhou Man’s official post when they encounter trouble in business.

  It didn't take long for the Zhou family to end here, both Mr. Zhuang and Mrs. Liu knew the result.

   Knowing the result, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

  Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly, sent the five who had sent the letter, and said to him: "It's late, and you have to go to school tomorrow. Go back and rest."

  Five heads scratched their heads, "It's noisy sir." Then they ran away.

Mrs. Liu smiled and watched Fang and the others come to take the crazy children back. Seeing that they had been looking backwards and didn’t want to leave, she greeted the children and said: "Come over tomorrow and I will ask Grandma Zheng to give it to you. You make delicious snacks."

  The children don’t struggle to go home with their mothers.

   Sending away a group of naughty children, Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said to her mother-in-law: "Mother, the Zhou family is not separated."

  Lao Mrs. Liu nodded and said: "I have heard it all, this is a good thing."

  Although the family is separated, it is still surnamed Zhou. For Zhou Man, the six elder brothers are still six elder brothers, but they are separated, far less than the momentum of twisting together at this time.

  Zheng also intuitively felt that this was a good thing, and asked happily: "Would you like to make more delicious celebrations tomorrow?"

  Lao Liu couldn’t help but sneered at her, “This matter should be kept low-key and cannot be publicized, but you can make more snacks and send it to you. Is it a good thing? Everyone can be happy or happy.”

  Zhou’s family is indeed very low-key. The next day, he chose a time when there are not many people in the county office.

  Because they did not pass Zhou Man’s official post, although the people in the county government recognized Zhou Lijun and Thurang, they didn’t think much about it.

  Because it was voluntary, they brought enough money to pay, so it was done quickly.

  Zhou Lijun simply applied for the customs certificate again. Xiang Mingxue is still a good household and is not a merchant. Although he is restricted to officialdom, the caravan in hand is not smaller than that of Chu Lang, but he has more fields.

  The farms handed down from the ancestors of Xiang’s family, as well as the fields left behind after the death of the tribe, the emperor originally showed his generosity, expressed his guilt and appeased the gentry. After the king of Yizhou was killed, he returned all to Xiang Mingxue.

  Anything produced on a trading field will not be recognized as a merchant.

  Based on the scale of Xiangjia’s fields, he wants to be recognized as a merchant unless he loses a large amount of land or conducts large-scale transactions in non-field-produced commodities such as porcelain.

  Dajin not only suppresses merchants, but also has its convenience.

  Become a merchant, it is much more convenient to go to business.

  For example, the caravans formed by people who are not merchants like Wen Yan, Thu Lang and others must be re-stamped at certain checkpoints and passed after paying taxes;

  But the business status is different. They can set off after taking the paper at the place of departure, and the road is smooth, unless it is some important checkpoints that they need to be re-stamped.

  But the speed is much faster than them, and the procedure is different.

  Forget it. The imperial court occasionally encourages business and will also reduce or exempt some commercial taxes. Originally, the tax is 30%. In some places, in order to attract merchants to pass the customs, the commercial tax will be reduced to 40%, or part of the tax will be refunded after 30%.

  And these, Thu Lang, they are not businessmen, they don't have one.

  Of course, such cases are rare.

  Zhou Lijun made a paper copy with his own name and handed it to Thu Lang, "Remember to change it along the road. When Xiazhou is reached, it will be replaced by my paper."

  Thursday Lang had a headache, "We have to change along the way, or we will change again next time? Otherwise, don't we have to pay more money? And how can I answer when people ask?"

   "Just say that your business was acquired by me, and you are now my manager."

  Thursday Lang: "...Okay, you have the final say."

  Because they were low-key enough, no one noticed that Zhou’s business had quietly changed. It was because the county magistrate Guo discovered Zhou Lijun’s name when he checked the accounts, and only then did he know that Zhou’s family had put all the business under Zhou Lijun’s name.

  He raised his eyebrows, thinking of the recent undercurrents towards the center, closed the booklet and handed it to the main book, "No problem, seal the file."

The master book responded. He had followed Tang He before. Knowing that Tang He had a good relationship with Zhou’s family, this account was also specially shown to the county magistrate Guo. Seeing that he didn’t seem to have any reaction, he also put the matter down and put it down as usual. Archive archive.

  Country magistrate Guo waited for the main book to leave, he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, "They are clever, they are always one step ahead."

Bai Shan, who was one step quicker, was also demanding. Mr. Zhuang went to the Ministry of Engineering for them and wandered around, and Liu Huan took the initiative to take him around. “There are a lot of powerful adults in the Ministry of Engineering. There are those who build palace gardens, and those who are good at designing weapons, but ferry... I asked, it seems Master Cui is better."

   "Master Cui?"

"Yes, Master Cui Wei Cui," Liu Huan looked around, and whispered: "Master Cui is actually the most powerful in repairing bridges and paving roads, but the Cui family does not like Master Cui's entry into the Ministry of Industry, and Master Cui's personality is also a bit withdrawn. I don’t really like talking to people, I may not be able to please him."

  Mr. Zhuang asked: "You said he will build a ferry. He has built it before?"

"It's Hedu," Liu Huan said, "I don't know much, so I checked it from the archives. In the past ten years, he participated in the four ferry crossings funded by the Ministry of Households, and two of them were based on his drawings. , I asked my colleagues, they all said that they want to build the sea ferry, it is best to consult Master Cui."

Mr. Zhuang nodded and went to visit Cui Wei with Liu Huan.

At this time, Bai Shan and Zhou Man also arrived at Laizhou Ferry and were eating noodles at a stall not far from the ferry. They only murmured disgustingly while eating, "It's really unpalatable, and they can all enter me like this. Among the most unpalatable foods I've eaten in years."

  Mingda has put down his chopsticks and asked, “Have you ever eaten food that is even worse than this before?”

   Zhou Man did not speak, Bai Shan and Bai Erlang looked up at her and then vaguely said: "Some people are always not good at doing things."

  Such as Tuesao’s dishes, Chulang’s noodles, and Manbao’s food.

   Zhou Man hummed, barely finished eating the noodles in the bowl, and said to them: "Eat quickly, don't waste it."

  Mingda looked at the noodles in her bowl with a tangled face, Man Bao was very gentle to her, “If you don’t like it, don’t eat it, first eat some snacks to cushion your belly.”

   Then she pushed her bowl to Bai Erlang and ordered: "You eat it."

  Shirajiro grasped his chopsticks tightly, "I, my appetite is a little bit small..."

  Don’t talk about Zhou Man and Bai Shan, even Mingda looked at him, who did he lie to, did he eat less lunch?

  　See you at seven in the afternoon

  (End of this chapter)