Chapter 90 Bai Manshan

The four people on the street looked up at the four people at the railing.

"Waving fans in such a cold weather, are you afraid that others don't know that you are literati?" Ling Ran shouted with contempt.

The faces of Zhao Fugui and the other four changed immediately.

The folding fan was put away with a snap, and they held it tightly in their hands and put it behind their backs.

Fan He and Hu Wenhua immediately regarded Ling Ran as their own!

Anyone who stood on their side and helped them was their own!

"Well said!"

Ling Ran raised his eyebrows. This family was really united.

He thought Hu Wenhua was Fan Jin's eldest son before. Seeing that he was responsible for the most important money collection, he thought he was the one who was in charge of the family. Unexpectedly, he was wrong.

It turned out to be a brother-in-law.

However, the brother-in-law really trusted him to let the brother-in-law be responsible for the most important money. Now it can be seen that this trust is based on mutuality.

Hu Wenhua also defended Fan Jin, the brother-in-law!

Not only Hu Wenhua, but Fan He also defended his father.

This family has a very good family tradition, and the atmosphere is completely different from his family...

"Hey! Upstairs, what are you yelling about? If you have the guts, come down and fight!" Hu Wenhua put his hands on his hips and shouted.

He beat the four weaklings alone!

Seeing Hu Wenhua, who was as burly as a mountain, Zhao Fugui and Zheng Pingsheng certainly couldn't go down.

"Vulgar! You only know how to fight and kill, what are you capable of?" Zhou Wenjian spitted and said.

Fan He and the other four showed disgusted expressions at the same time.

"If you don't come down, we will leave." Hu Wenhua continued to shout.

You can't always scold the group of dogs upstairs.

He is also a man with face.

"Are you guilty? Fan Jin, don't you plan to talk about your relationship with the Bai family?"

"For a scholar, it's okay to brew wine, and drinking is also an elegant thing. But you sell this wine to earn some money, don't you think it's humiliating to the identity of a scholar?" Zheng Pingsheng said righteously.

Fan Jin frowned.

Qin Wanyue said that the family was poor, and Zheng Pingsheng didn't want to earn more money to buy a bigger house and improve the family's food, but he looked down on others for making money?

How could he have the face to say these words and still look down on people who make money?

Hu Wenhua thought he had touched the pain of his brother-in-law, a scholar, and continued: "My brother-in-law didn't sell wine, I did! What, you still want to argue with me?"

He put his hands on his waist and looked fierce. Not to mention Zheng Pingsheng alone, even the four of them didn't dare to argue with such a villain who looked difficult to mess with.

"Brother Fan, didn't you get on the Bai family's boat? Let the Bai family invite you to the mansion to be a teacher. You must earn at least 100 or 180 taels of silver a year, right?" Zheng Pingsheng said sourly.

At the same time, he thought that Fan Jin must have been doing some hard work secretly to earn some small money, and he didn't get on the Bai family at all.

If he got on the Bai family, why would he need to earn a penny or two by selling rice wine?

The Bai family is rich and powerful. If they can get a little money through their fingers, it is enough for Fan Jin's family to have enough food and drink. Moreover, they don't need to be exposed to the wind and sun, and it is decent to talk about it. Why would he leave the Bai family and come to sell rice wine?

That's really crazy.

Zhao Fugui sneered: "Brother Pingsheng thinks too highly of him! Do you think he is like you, brother Pingsheng, who passed the exam and became a scholar early!

A person who is not even a scholar, why would the Bai family invite him to be a teacher?

Although the Bai family is a businessman, they are also extremely wealthy businessmen. Even the Hanlin who has returned to his hometown in Beijing can be invited to teach his only son. How can they let a student delay his only son's future! "

He didn't get involved with the Bai family, but he knew more or less about the Bai family.

Fan Jin thought that he didn't expect that the boy was taught by an old scholar who retired from the Hanlin Academy in Beijing. No wonder he had a unique view on the knowledge in the book.

Ling Ran had already understood Fan Jin's situation from the words of the above people.

I didn't expect that the man who failed repeatedly had no sorrow on his face, but a cheerful and elegant spirit.

This mentality alone was incomparable to the four people above.

He looked up and said to the four people above: "How can you laugh at others? You four have disgraced all the scholars in the world!"

Zheng Pingsheng and the other four were stunned.

In the past, they were the only ones who said that others had disgraced all the scholars in the world, but today, a shabby beggar said that? !

"You little beggar!"

"Do you have the right to talk here?"

"Who are you? If you keep talking nonsense, I will ask the yamen runners to chase you away!"

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Fan He was unhappy and defended him, saying, "Who are you calling a beggar? This is my elder brother!"

"Come on, ask the yamen runners to come and let us see if you can't walk on the street if you are wearing rags? You are the only one who can walk on this street, right?"

Fan Jin looked at his angry second son, smiled at the corners of his lips, and said in a low voice, "Let's go. We have to help Yan Qiu wash rice when we go home."

Shui Qing is right, making money is important.

It is more important for the family to fill their stomachs, wear warm clothes, and have a place to live than anything else.

Fan He, who was being dragged away, turned back from time to time and shouted at the four people on the second-floor railing: "My father is much better than you!"

"You are not as good as my father!"

"Come down if you have the guts!"

The four people on the second floor of Shanhai Building were so angry that their chests rose and fell violently.

They obviously can't be considered as losers, so why are they so angry!

Are they seeing that the people who were originally down and out have the possibility of turning things around?

Or are they seeing that the people who used to have a miserable life suddenly have a better and more comfortable life than them?

But it's okay, Fan Jin didn't really turn over!

He was still selling wine, how could he live as well as them...

The door of the wing room slowly opened, and a glaring boy came out.

Zhao Fugui squinted and looked at him, thinking that the boy looked familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Two middle-aged men and women dressed simply but low-key and luxurious came out of the wing room, and the shopkeeper of Shanhailou bowed behind them.

Zhao Fugui's face changed.

Shanhailou is the property of the Bai family. The shopkeeper has always been polite to the people of Guangning Mansion and has never been so humble.

At this time, the shopkeeper introduced the four people one by one.

Bai Manshan had a kind smile on his face, and he seriously confirmed with the four people: "Zhao family in the west of the city?"

Zhao Fugui knew that this person was not an ordinary person, and nodded hurriedly.

"Zheng Pingsheng, Zhou Wenzhang, and Sun Qiang, students of Tianhong Academy?"

Zheng Pingsheng and the other two nodded hurriedly.

Zheng Pingsheng, who thought he was favored by a nobleman, quickly asked back: "Who are you?"

Bai Manshan still smiled warmly and waved his hand, saying: "No hurry, no hurry."

You will know in a while, or you will never know.

He said to the shopkeeper: "The expenses of these four young masters today will be recorded in my account."

After all, they will no longer have money to come to Shanhailou in the future, no, they will no longer have money to eat out.

Zheng Pingsheng and his friends thought complacently that they were another businessman who was impressed by the talent of the scholar.

Only Zhao Fugui had a flash of inexplicable panic in his heart, as if the days of wealth and honor were gone forever...