Chapter four hundred and thirteen: The family is in decline, reduced to a useless person
Qingshan City's disaster relief work was not sloppy at all. Zhao Zhen personally sent a supervisor to check, but no one dared to intervene in the disaster relief matters.
Because of this, the crisis in Qingshan City slowly subsided.
It was as if a heavy rain had extinguished all the fire.
The government distributed grain again. Although it would be difficult for Qingshan City to recover in a short period of time, it was improving at least.
The cool breeze after autumn makes people shiver.
A severe drought almost consumed all the savings of Wang Sanniang's family. Not much of the money earned from selling cooking cakes was left, and only a little white flour was left.
But these grains are obviously not enough to eat.
In desperation, Wang Sanniang could only continue to set up the cake stall. It didn't matter if she was hungry, but Ping An and Ruyi were still young, so they couldn't go hungry forever.
"Cooking cakes, freshly baked cooking cakes..."
Slowly, Wang Sanniang learned how to hawk. If business was not good, she could only use this method to attract more people.
However, in Qingshan City, which had experienced a drought, few people were willing to buy the cooking cakes. At the end of the day, Wang Sanniang could not make a few bucks.
"Get a pancake."
Just as he was about to close the stall, he heard a voice.
The person who spoke was a girl. She was dressed simply, but her appearance was particularly good-looking. Wang Sanniang remembered this person and had come to buy his cooking cakes before.
The visitor is none other than Ah Qing from Taolin.
Wang Sanniang almost couldn't hold on anymore, but fortunately Aqing gave her a hand and she was able to survive this period of time.
After Ah Qing learned about Wang San's family's situation, he sent some rice and noodles, and in addition some silver.
To her, these things are not worth mentioning.
Wang Sanniang asked: "Girl, why..."
"Changsheng is my friend." Ah Qing said.
After going back and forth, Ah Qing became familiar with Wang Sanniang, and also met Ping An and Ruyi.
Later, there was a period of time when the gangs in the city were making trouble, and Ah Qing asked Wang Sanniang to move to Taolin and live there for a month or two.
This was probably the happiest time that Ping An and Ruyi had lived. In previous years, when they were in the city, Aniang never let them run around. Now that there is such a big peach forest, they can play wherever they want.
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As the rebels left Qingshan City, Qingshan City was reconnected with the outside world.
Tang Ji Tea House is open again, but now there is no storyteller.
During the drought, business also declined a lot.
But fortunately, it is finally over now.
Peaceful days are good days.
When the teahouse opened its doors, Qingshan City had changed drastically.
The guests in the teahouse started chatting after meeting acquaintances.
"I heard that the Jin Mansion was ransacked."
"This can't be nonsense!"
"Hai, it's true! Why did I lie to you!"
"What's going on? Tell me quickly."
When King Nan was still in Qingshan City, the second son of the Jin family was in charge of the Jin Mansion's business. Seeing the sharp increase in the price of grain, he was blinded by the desire for profit and participated in it. After several operations, the grain price
The price keeps rising again and again.
I thought I would make a lot of money, but suddenly one day the Nanwang army broke into the Jin Mansion. No one in the manor was spared, and they were all captured and sent to the army!
The Jin family, which had stood in Qingshan City for hundreds of years, also fell.
"It's time to catch him!"
"Deserve it!"
Everyone applauded, they had survived the drought, they felt the hardships at that time, and they only felt resentment towards these businessmen who sucked people's blood.
"You can't say that. It's the second Mr. Jin who is a fool. He can't be beaten to death with a stick. Let's talk about Mr. Jin. He usually hangs out with us. We still don't know who Mr. Jin is."
"That's true..."
"That's bullshit! My mother just starved to death. If it weren't for them, how could my mother have died like this?"
Everyone in the teahouse was holding on to their own opinions, and they unexpectedly started to quarrel like this.
Seeing how serious the quarrel was, Shopkeeper Zhuang made peace and ended the farce.
For the shopkeeper, everyone is still willing to sell face.
The tea guests no longer mentioned the food, but turned around to talk about Mr. Jin Sanye.
"What about... Mr. Jin?"
"The teahouse has been open for several days, but I haven't seen him here. I'm afraid he was exiled."
"Oh, Mr. Jin is still pretty good."
Some people didn't say anything, while others felt a little sorry for Jin Sanye's departure. After all, they had known each other for so long, and they were always a little reluctant to part with him.
Behind the door leading to the tea house's backyard, Jin San was listening to the sounds outside.
Today, he is no longer wearing the rich and jade clothes he once had. Instead, he is wearing simple clothes with some patches on them.
He was holding a small pot of wine in his hand, his hair was messy, his body smelled of alcohol, and he looked a little decadent.
"Sanye Jin, it's better not to listen to what people say outside. Let's go in and have some tea."
The person who spoke was none other than Mr. Cao from the teahouse.
"I told you not to call me Mr. Jin, I'm not that anymore..."
Jin San spoke in a low voice and looked groggy.
As he said that, he sat down against the door, holding the wine bottle in a daze.
Cao Fa couldn't help but sigh when he saw Jin San like this.
In fact, he also understood that Mr. Jin, how many people could survive the sudden decline from their wealth to the rags they are now.
Cao Fa now only hopes that Jin Sanye will cheer up soon instead of being decadent all day long.
He also sat down and said to Mr. Jin: "Mr. Jin, it's a good thing that you survived no matter what. Now you can't stay depressed alone. Otherwise, there will be no food and no wine. It's difficult."
Can’t we always rely on the shopkeeper’s help? That would really be shameless.”
When Jin San listened to Cao's words, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Look at me like this, what can I do?"
"Besides eating, drinking and having fun, I don't know anything. I have no disabilities. No one is willing to reward me for being a beggar. I am just a useless person..."
He waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "I'll leave when I turn around. I'll find a place where no one is around. If I die, I'll die."
Cao Fa frowned when he heard this. He sighed, shook his head and said, "Master Jin San, do you want me to look down on you?"
Jin San smiled and said: "Who am I? You will be Mr. Cao from now on, I am nothing..."
Cao Fa couldn't bear hearing this.
"Jin Sanye..."
But he suddenly reached out his hand and slapped Jin San on the face.
There was a sound of "pop."
A loud slap sounded in the backyard.
The groggy Jin San suddenly woke up. He looked at Cao Fa blankly, somewhat unbelievable.
Cao Fa said: "My husband tried his best to teach you, but he never thought that he would be wrong, but he would end up teaching you a useless person!"
"If you want to leave, leave now!"
"No one will care where you die!"
Jin San stared at him blankly, speechless for a long time.
Cao Fa snorted coldly, and then went upstairs, no longer caring about the 'Master Jin' behind the door.