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Chapter 38 Master Zhao beats the poor

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    "Why do you say so cruelly when you want to buy something? It makes people excited for nothing"

    When the store owner saw the two people carrying large and small bags out with a flattering look on their faces, the citizens who were watching the excitement dispersed in disappointment.

    Throughout the afternoon, Zhao Hao and Gao Wu walked around the entire street, not to mention the food and drink.  I spent nearly ten taels of silver just to buy the Four Treasures of the Study I bought more than a dozen brushes of various types, and four or five kinds of paper, such as rice paper, bamboo paper, Xuande paper, Songjiang Tan paper, etc.  Anyone who caught his eye was given a heavy blow.

    He also purchased a complete set of high-quality stationery such as a tin umbrella, a bookcase, and a kettle. The Luodian-inlaid stationery box alone cost one tael of silver.

    The hired carriage followed, and the coachman, Old Shen, helped Gao Wu to transport it to the carriage. Seeing that the carriage was full, Zhao Hao clapped his hands with excitement and said, "We still need to cut some decent clothes.  I¡¯ll buy some teaching aids for my father, but I¡¯ll wait until next time to ask him to join me.¡±

    Old Shen¡¯s name is Shen Laoyao, and he is a resident of Caijia Lane. Naturally, he knows the poor people on this street well.  What he saw and heard on this trip made him secretly stunned. He wonders when such a rich man appeared in Caijiaxiang?

    Although he no longer carried it to the car, Zhao Hao still had a strong desire to shop, so he strolled into a furniture store and picked out two simple and elegant pine canopy beds, as well as a complete set of Eight Immortals tables, official hat chairs, coffee tables,  I even asked the store owner to spare me a comfortable lounge chair.

    While Zhao Hao was doing the accounting, he looked at the several luxurious and elegant huanghuali Babu beds and Arhat couches placed in the center of the store, swallowing secretly.  It's not that he doesn't want to get it right in one step, it's just that these pieces of furniture, which can easily cost hundreds of pieces, are far beyond his current spending power.

    ¡®Just wait for me, I will seek revenge from you next time.  ¡¯

    Zhao Hao glared at the Huanghuali Qiangong bed fiercely, paid a deposit and left his address, agreed on a delivery time, and then left with the store's courtesy.

    There are too many things in the carriage, and there is no room for anyone to sit there.  Zhao Hao and the coachman Lao Shen sat on the same shaft respectively, while Gao Wu had to walk.

    Old Shen waved his riding whip.  The old packhorse snorted and dragged the heavy carriage forward slowly with great difficulty.

    The speed is not as fast as Gaowu Walking

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????? did not go far, Zhao Hao suddenly pointed to the 'Chongming Seafood Restaurant' and told Gao Wu: "Buy two kilograms of live cuttlefish and take it back."

    Gao Wu went into the shop and came out soon carrying a bamboo basket dripping with black water.

    Zhao Hao bought a few more plates, and put together three plates with bamboo skewers, mutton tongue, vermicelli skewers, candies, roasted pork skin, etc. Even Lao Shen got a portion, and the three of them went on the journey.  After eating, drinking, and talking, they returned to Caijiaxiang.

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    Even though it¡¯s not even March yet, the days are already obviously getting longer.  When we got home, the sky was still full of red clouds in the west.

    Old Shen helped move all the things into the courtyard, and repeatedly said that the young master must inform him when he uses the car in the future, and then he took the money and left with satisfaction.

    After Zhao Hao and Gao Wujiang put away the things they bought, Zhao Shouzheng returned home from school with his book bag under his arm.

    Looking at the neatly stacked new shopping items in the room and the mountains of food piled on the table, Zhao Shouzheng pinched a piece of bad fish, took a bite and said with a smile, "It's better to be rich."

    Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said nothing. He looked at Zhao Shouzheng as he looked at himself when he was in school. He was probably just as disgusting in the eyes of his parents.

    While Gao Wu went to call his father to come over for dinner, Zhao Hao told Zhao Shouzheng that his father and son had agreed to hang out with him.  Zhao Hao had been angry about this matter before, so Zhao Shouzheng was naturally not surprised. Instead, he smiled happily and said, "Of course it's good to have someone to help me. If I let you work around alone, you'll be no different from your mother."  .¡±

    Speaking of his deceased wife, Zhao Shouzheng¡¯s eyes turned red and he choked with sobs: ¡°The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn¡¯t stop. It¡¯s a pity that your mother didn¡¯t see that you are sensible"

    Zhao Hao didn¡¯t know how to comfort him. Even in his previous memories, little Zhao Hao had no impression of his deceased mother.  I just remember that she died of illness when she was five or six years old

    Zhao Shouzheng sighed for a while, and when he saw the cuttlefish placed in the corner, he couldn't help but smile and said: "My son is filial and knows that it is good to be a father." He swallowed and said: "Stir-fried with leeks, it is a perfect drink.  "

    Zhao Hao just wanted to say, this is not for you to eat.  But thinking that he didn't need cuttlefish meat, he changed his mind and said, "Before you eat, please help me with a job."

    "It's easy to talk about." Zhao Shouzheng was already half full after eating all kinds of things, so he was naturally not in a hurry.

    At this time, Blacksmith Gao and his son came over and solemnly saluted the master.  Zhao Shouzheng didn't have any airs at first, but he became even more amiable after the disaster. Naturally, he politely picked up Gao Tiejian and talked to him.Speak passionately.

    Zhao Hao and Gao Wu dealt with the cuttlefish.  He placed a bowl on the ground, then stood far away with some foresight and asked Gao Wu to squeeze the ink from the cuttlefish's belly into the bowl.

    I saw Gao Wu holding a cuttlefish with both hands, squeezed it hard with both hands, and with a pop, black ink sprayed all over him.

    "Please be gentle, it won't spray so fiercely." Seeing Gao Wu's face and body covered with ink, Zhao Hao was quite gloating.

    Gao Wu wiped his face with his sleeve, and then controlled the intensity as instructed. As expected, this time it didn¡¯t spray everywhere.

    After squeezing all the cuttlefish, I only got half a bowl of dark ink.

    Zhao Hao asked Blacksmith Gao to take out the ink-less cuttlefish and fry it with leeks for Mr. Zhao.

    He picked up the cuttlefish juice and called Zhao Shouzheng into the east room.

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    The east room of the main room is where Zhao Shouzheng sleeps. There is also a broken table with three legs that can be used as a desk.

    Zhao Hao put the bowl on the table, laid out the paper and pen, then took out a medical book he bought today and started rummaging through it on the spot.

    Zhao Shouzheng held the pen and looked at Zhao Hao strangely, wondering what else he was going to do?

    "Well, this one looks sweet, and this one also looks like" After a while, Zhao Hao found a few favorite recipes, hesitating which one to use?  After thinking for a moment, he irresponsibly said: "Then let's make a hodgepodge."

    ¡°As he spoke, he asked Zhao Shouzheng to dip the squid ink in the bowl, cut off the beginning and end of the medicinal ingredients on the prescriptions, shuffle them in order, and copy them together in small regular script.

    Zhao Shouzheng said with a smile while copying: "I think this is how my son acted when the master asked questions."

    Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile, thinking that this joke was rare and not boring.

    ??Aren¡¯t the questions in those eight-legged essays just sewing the heads and mouths of horses together?

    After a while, Zhao Shouzheng followed Zhao Hao's instructions and copied a full piece of paper.

    Zhao Hao was surprised to find that his father could write beautiful Guange style. It seemed that all these years of hard work were not in vain.

    Zhao Shouzheng also looked at his handwriting with satisfaction. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he said: "This cuttlefish ink is actually blacker and shinier than Hui ink. It feels like the written words are clearer and more beautiful than usual!"

    As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Hao happily and said, "My son has found a way to make a fortune again? This kind of ink can definitely be sold at a high price!"

    "Then just wait for the lawsuit." Zhao Hao curled his lips and poured all the remaining squid juice out of the window regardless of Zhao Shouzheng's regretful gaze.

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