Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

Wang Chuanman almost forgot that their family still had an agreement that they had not fulfilled, that is, they would go to the shopkeeper Zhou's house to be in charge.

This is the feedback that Mrs. Wang got after rescuing Shopkeeper Zhou. In fact, on the other hand, it was also a signal that Shopkeeper Zhou wanted to communicate with their family.

There is also a difference between merchants and merchants. Those who earn 100 taels a month are called merchants, and those who earn 10,000 taels are also called merchants.

Shopkeeper Zhou is the latter.

When the wealth of businessmen has accumulated to a certain stage, they will start to find other ways out. Even if they do not go to the imperial examinations, they will have a few more ways and establish more good contacts, which can also be regarded as their back way.

Now that life at home is better, especially after Wang Chuanman retrieved Wang Aibao, he learned that the family had several thousand taels of silver for their wealth and a pile of antiques.

Wang Chuanman felt a little shaken in his heart.

He watched the third brother do business, and he was also eager to move, thinking about whether it should be cold, and gave him dozens of taels of silver, so that he could also try to start a business.

Even if you don't do any other business, it's still good to go to another place and open a branch of Wangjia Baozipu.

It is better to earn a lot more than to face the loess and back to the sky.

After telling this idea, he was severely beaten by Mrs. Wang.

"You really dare to think about it!" Old Madam Wang chased after Wang Chuanman with a stick, scolding and scolding, "My mother tried her best to keep you from being a merchant, you're good, I wish our family became a merchant! "

Wang Chuanman didn't dare to run too fast, so as not to flash his mother's waist.

But he didn't dare to stop. His mother's beating was really painful, and she was ruthless.

"Mother, I'm just saying, I'm just saying, don't take it seriously!" Wang Chuanman begged for mercy, "Son knows it's wrong, stop chasing it!"

Mrs. Wang couldn't catch up with Wang Chuanman, so she put the stick in her hand on the ground: "Old man!"

"Hey!" Old Wang's head held the fire next to him: "Fourth, please stop for me to see that your mother is tired, let her fight and calm down!"

After both parents had spoken, Wang Chuanman had to stop and move to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang hit him on the ass with a stick.

"Do you still want to do business?"

Wang Chuanman shook his head and resisted the urge to rub his butt: "No, I don't want to..."

His daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law were watching, and he couldn't lose his face.

Mrs. Wang hit her again with a stick.

"Mother, I said I don't want to!" Wang Chuanman's eyes were like copper bells, and he couldn't help jumping up.

It hurts!

Mrs. Wang: "You ignored what I said just now?"

Wang Chuanman was at a loss.

what?

What did you just say?

Wang Erlang reminded in a low voice: "Fourth Uncle, what you are talking about is what to do with the food in the village."

Under the severe pain, Wang Chuanman was like a dick, and he immediately understood what Mrs. Wang meant.

"Mother, do you want me to transport all the food in the village to the shopkeeper Zhou to sell?"

Mrs. Wang gave him a look of "it's not hopeless after all".

Wang Chuanman: "...Isn't this still a businessman's business?"

"It's two different things to be able to sell things to others and be the shopkeeper yourself!" Mrs. Wang urged Wang Chuanman, "You have to remember that no matter what Shopkeeper Zhou says in the past, you should do things well and learn how to manage things well. Don't think about how much money you make, the family doesn't care about your money!"

Not only Wang Chuanman, but the rest of the Wang family looked at Mrs. Wang.

They remember that as a steward, the annual salary is 150 taels, right?

Is that still "point" money?

How much does it cost? It's not a small amount of money in Mrs. Wang's place?