The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 1177

[Chapter 1177 If it doesn’t work out, let’s go home and farm.]

The word “master” is generally only used by wealthy families.

Mrs. Wu used to work in a gentry’s house, and she heard people calling the gentry “master”.

She thought that although her husband had never read a book and was not a gentry, he still earned so much money and brought the two of them from a remote place to the bustling Kyoto.

My husband is considered a very capable person.

Calling me “Sir” is a perfectly normal thing.

After all, those gentry families may not be able to get a thousand taels of silver. They can all be called masters, so why can’t I be called masters?

So, she said: “Let’s call you master. You are different now. You have an identity and status now. If I still call you husband, if others hear it, you will lose face.” When

Jiang San heard this, He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing the look in Wu’s eyes, he couldn’t say anything.

After hesitating for a long time, he just said, “Let’s eat.”

“The food has been cooked a long time ago,” Wu said.

So the family got together and started eating.

The meals are simple.

It’s just steamed buns, plus some vegetarian dishes, and the only meaty thing is eggs.

If Jiang San had seen this scene in the past, he would have said: Our family is no longer what it used to be, how could this food be like this? It’s time to add a few more dishes.

At this time, Mrs. Wu would say: Isn’t this much better than before? In the past, you could only eat eggs once during the Chinese New Year, but now you can eat them once a day. Isn’t this good enough?

Then, the two of them would talk about the topic of food for a long time.

The little boy was listening and saying a few words from time to time.

However, this time, Jiang San did not mention the food. He just asked his son if he had made any new friends in school today and if he had studied hard.

The meal was eaten very quickly.

In the evening, my son went to study.

The only words left in the room were Jiang San and Wu.

Mrs. Wu put away the dishes and washed the dishes while asking, “Is it not going well at the exchange today?”

She was not a fool.

On the contrary, compared to other village women, she is well-informed and smart.

You can guess it with just some details.

Something must be wrong with the exchange, and the dividend price must have dropped again, otherwise Jiang San wouldn’t have such an expression.

She could tell that when he smiled, his smile was forced.

Jiang San thought for a while and didn’t say much. He just said: “It’s not very good.”

After a pause, he said again: “But there will be a good day anyway.”

When Wu heard this, she seemed to realize something. He raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang San, and said: “It’s not a big deal if it’s not good. We’ve seen this Kyoto mansion and lived in it. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?

In the worst case, we can go back to our hometown and continue farming. Let’s plant sweet potatoes instead. It’s easy to grow these sweet potatoes. Just throw them into the ground and they will grow well next year. You don’t have to worry at all.”

Before he could finish his words, Jiang San interrupted: “Plant the land, plant the land. “Why are you thinking about farming? You usually go out for a walk. Look, there are so many people in Kyoto Prefecture. Who is farming?”

“Can you make money by farming?” Can we live in such a house? If we farm, our sons, our grandsons, and our great-grandsons will have to farm the land for the rest of their lives!”

When he spoke, he raised his voice with a hint of anger.

Wu’s eyes immediately turned red after hearing this, and her voice was choked with sobs: “What’s wrong with farming? What’s wrong with farming? Your family is a farmer, my family is a farmer too, your father is a farmer, and your grandfather is a farmer.” They are farmers. My father is a farmer, and my grandfather is a farmer. My ancestors have been farmers for three generations.

If I could feed you without farming, how could I have so much food in Kyoto Prefecture? How can people who farm get food?

I think farming is a good thing! You don’t have to worry about anything!”

said the latter with some shouting. .

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Jiang San didn’t know what to say when he heard this.

Indeed, their family has been farming for generations.

But precisely because of this, he wanted to get rid of it.

Is farming bad?

In fact, he doesn’t know either.

In the village, you can find everything you want to eat, and the people who look up and down are familiar people, and you can live a comfortable life.

But when I entered the city, I always felt that I was different from before.

Those days he lived before were like a dream. He could only think about it occasionally. He didn’t want to go back and live the same days again!

Even in the village, I can live comfortably.

If you want to buy cloth, you still have to drive an hour or two to the city and use your frugal money to buy one or two pieces of not-so-good cloth.

If you want to buy something, you have to go into the city.

The roof of the house is thatched, and although there are tiles on it, it cannot withstand wind and rain.

Although there is a yard, it is of little use except for growing a few vegetables.

How is life in the village?

How were the days he lived before?

Undoubtedly negative.

Even without money, life in the city is much better than in the village.

However, one thing is true. You don’t have to think so much in the village, just farm.

Of course, farming is not an easy task. You have to think about it and take care of it all the time.

But it’s just a matter of strength, and you don’t need to use your brain too much.

It’s different in the exchange.

Staying in the exchange, he felt like a bird falling into the river. He had to keep struggling before he could leave, otherwise he would have to sink straight down.

“Hey” Jiang San sighed, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Because he didn’t know what to say.

Does he want them to go back to their hometown?

No matter what, I still have some money, so I’ll try to find a job.

So, he confessed: “I can’t go to the exchange during this time. All the money is gone, only more than a hundred taels are left, and I can’t get it out in the next few days.”

Although Wu was mentally prepared, but after hearing This was still a surprise.

You know, just a few days ago, there were more than 900 taels of silver in this exchange!

What is the concept of more than nine hundred taels of silver?

If you keep it in your hometown, there will be no problem in living comfortably for the rest of your life!

Only a hundred taels are left in just a few days?

How could this happen?

She really wanted to ask what was going on.

But I still held back.

Because she knew that since she could earn 900 taels of silver in a few months in the past, she could now lose 800 taels of silver in just a few days.

She thought for a while and said: “We still have a hundred taels of silver left with me. I haven’t spent much in the past few days. If it doesn’t work out, let’s go back to our hometown. We can live a good life without farming and doing some small business.” “What do you think?”

(End of chapter)