Indeed, according to Song Chen's methods, it was enough to deal with an old man Song.
As for him, when something happened in Song Chen, he wanted to show his usefulness.
But what Soichi said makes sense.
After a long while, Cang Xiuxuan waved his hand and said, "That's it, don't bother with it."
Cang Yi resigned and left the house.
Cang Xiuxuan stood in the house, thinking in his mind that he hadn't seen her for several days.
The person who said he would cook for him last time didn't come either.
If he hadn't known about the mess she was dealing with now, he would have gone to settle the score with her long ago.
**
That same night, Song Qingyun was called back from town by Old Man Song.
After listening to what Old Man Song said about the agreement, Song Qingyun's face suddenly turned pale. The content of the agreement sounded fine, but when it was interpreted, there was a huge problem.
Song Qingyun almost immediately understood what impact this agreement would have on them.
"Dad, we must not let that dead girl Song Chen report it to the government! You signed this agreement, and you can't stand at all. If you really go to the Yamen, you will either lose money or go to jail."
Song Qingyun's words made Old Man Song turn pale with fright, "This...can't you think of any way?"
Song Qingyun shook his head, "Dad, next year's provincial examination is very important to me. We must not have any problems at this time. We must not let Song Chen report for the exam!"
But they all know that Song Chen is not someone they can trust.
"Dad, otherwise, let's let that damn girl from Song Chen bleed some more!" Song Qingyun's eyes became sinister, as if Song Chen was standing in front of him.
Old Man Song was puzzled, "How is this possible!"
"How is it impossible!" Song Qingyun sneered, "There is a classmate in our book school who is close to me who is the nephew of the county prince. As long as we can talk to the county prince, are we still afraid of Song Chen's agreement?"
Old Man Song immediately became energetic, "Can you really talk to the county magistrate?"
"It should be okay to move around a bit." Song Qingyun nodded.
Old Man Song understood what he meant by the activities, "Nacheng, you go and do the activities. The fifty taels sent to you the day before yesterday should be enough. You spend it first, and wait until you get the other fifty taels from Song Chen.
Dad will give it all to you."
"Dad, I'm afraid fifty taels is not enough." Song Qingyun was a little embarrassed.
"What! Fifty taels is not enough!" Old Man Song was so shocked that he didn't even remember to smoke.
Fifty taels is already more wealth than a family like them can accumulate in a lifetime. If it weren't for Song Chen this time, he would never have had so much money in his lifetime.
As a result, I now tell him that fifty taels is not enough.
"Dad, think about it, he is the county magistrate. Others have high vision. Naturally, when we ask others to do things, we must satisfy them." Song Qingyun explained to Old Man Song little by little.
In fact, fifty taels won't be enough. This is a huge sum of money for most people. It is definitely enough to use this money to go to the county magistrate to do such a small favor, especially if it is a profitable favor for him.
.
But the key is that he no longer has fifty taels in his hand.
The day he got the money, he invited many of his classmates to a restaurant for a delicious meal, and then went to Liuweizhai to buy a box of Dafu, the most popular dish nowadays, for a full meal.
Later, my classmates took me to the Flower House to broaden my horizons.
Half of the fifty taels of silver have been lost.
"These fifty taels are not enough. Where can I get so much more money?" Old Man Song squatted down and smoked.
Song Qingyun rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, think about it, if we have the help of the county magistrate, as long as the county magistrate sends a message, Song Chen will be scared to death, and then there will be no conditions for letting him go."
It's up to us to do it. How much money we spend now will come back casually when the time comes."
Old Man Song had always had no doubts about Song Qingyun's words. Now that he heard what he said, he felt that what he said was very reasonable.
I think back when the boss of his family was in trouble and the officials first came to that dead girl in Song Chen, it was said that his attitude towards that dead girl was not polite at all.
She is rich, but she is arrogant, that is, she is only arrogant in their Beiguan Village.
Old Man Song was silent for a while, "How much more money do you need?"
Song Qingyun was ecstatic, "It would be best to have twenty taels."
Twenty taels!
Old Man Song quickly calculated in his mind the silver taels he could raise. The old woman still had three taels on hand, plus the things that could be sold at home, the most was only five taels of silver, which was far from twenty taels.
The only way is to sell the land.
But Lao Liu said before, never sell land.
"Lao Liu, the only way to get another twenty taels of silver is to sell the land!" Old Man Song hated Song Chen deeply. Now that he had this opportunity to make Song Chen suffer, he didn't want to let it go, but he didn't want to delay his son's reputation.
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So he could only leave the choice to Song Qingyun.
Song Qingyun did not expect that his father would ask him, "Selling land is always a last resort, but as long as it is not for my education, it will have no impact on my reputation."
Old Man Song remembered Song Qingyun's words in his heart.
"Then you go back to town first, and I will quickly find a way to sell the land and send you the money. This time we must make it impossible for Song Chen to stand up again!"
Old Man Song looked so fierce that he wanted to peel off Song Chen's skin and drink his blood.
Near noon the next day, Old Man Song went to Li Langzhong's place, picked up some medicine from Li Langzhong and then went back.
Lying on the bed, Mr. Song Zhou felt more and more uncomfortable.
She also couldn't understand why she fell ill in just one morning.
Old man Song pushed the door open and walked in. Mrs. Song Zhou hurriedly called out, "Old man, is Mr. Li here? I feel so uncomfortable, and my head is a little dizzy."
Old Man Song paused for a moment, "I told Dr. Li about your symptoms, and Mr. Li gave me some medicine. I didn't let him come over. I don't have to pay for this visit. We have to save some money."
Lao Liu."
Song Zhou heard the same thing and said, "Then hurry up and boil the medicine for me. I feel very uncomfortable."
**
Song Chen must win the mountain in Shiping Village, but she is not in a hurry now.
Sooner or later it will all be hers anyway.
As for Old Man Song, she didn't ask anyone to find him. She knew that Old Man Song wouldn't be so willing, so she let him show off again.
This morning, Song Chen had just finished eating and was about to go to the workshop when a carriage stopped in front of their house.
A man got off the carriage and knocked on the door of Song Chen's house in a hurry.
Conghai opened the door and looked outside at one unfamiliar person after another. They didn't even look like they were from the village. "Who are you looking for?"
"I am the shopkeeper Zhong of Liuweizhai in this town. You, you are..."
Shopkeeper Zhong has been a little busy these days and hasn't seen much of Song Chen. Naturally, he doesn't know about the recent big changes in her family. When he saw Cong Hai, he was completely stunned.
Cong Hai knew about Liuweizhai, and Song Chen gave them a general introduction to the people she often interacted with.
It can be said that everyone around her has been divided into camps.
Shopkeeper Zhong is counted in the camp of Song Chen’s friends.
"It turns out to be shopkeeper Zhong, are you here to see our girl?" Cong Hai's attitude changed slightly, and he was no longer as cold as before.
"Is your girl Song Chen Song?" Shopkeeper Zhong asked in confusion.
Nod from the sea.
Shopkeeper Zhong also understood that the person in front of her should be the person who signed a death contract with her. She didn't expect that Miss Song was so lucky. It was not possible for ordinary people to get a death contract from such a person.
"Shopkeeper Zhong, please come inside. Our girl has told you that shopkeeper Zhong can come and take you in directly." Chong Hai invited shopkeeper Zhong in.
Shopkeeper Zhong was so excited when he saw Song Chen, "Miss Song, come with me quickly, our boss is going crazy."
Song Chen was shocked, "Going crazy? Is he poisoned?"
After all, medicine is her specialty, so this was her first reaction when she heard this.
Shopkeeper Zhong was frightened to death when she said the word poisoning, "No, no."
If his boss was really poisoned by him, his life would not be saved.
"It's the recipe you gave me before, Miss Song. Our boss can't make it no matter what. We've been so irritable these past two days that we're going to demolish the house."
"Can't you make it? Why can't you make the recipe I gave you? I seem to have written it very clearly." Song Chen remembered that when she wrote the recipe, she deliberately changed it to the counting unit of this era. Why can't she make it?
Come out.
"I don't know why I can't do it, so I specially asked Miss Song to come over and see what's going on." Shopkeeper Zhong was almost frightened to death by his boss's expression in the past two days.
Song Chen thought about today's arrangements, "I happen to have nothing to do today, so I'll go with you."
Shopkeeper Zhong immediately felt relieved, "Miss Song, that's great, let's hurry up. I'm really afraid that our boss will demolish the house if it's too late. You don't know how we are living in fear these days.
…….”
"Let's go."
Shopkeeper Zhong's nagging words were suppressed by the word "Song Chen".
Song Chen felt a lot quieter now.
On the way to town, Song Chen was also thinking about the reason why Su Ze couldn't make anything according to the recipe. The recipes she gave Liuweizhai now were all those that could be made in this era.
After arriving at Liuweizhai, Song Chen truly felt what Shopkeeper Zhong said about demolishing the house.
It was hard to tell that Su Ze, a pretty boy, could be so destructive.
Almost half of the kitchen had been destroyed, and the only parts that were still intact were the area where he was standing and the chopping board. The waste of raw materials all over the floor was outrageous.
"Master Su, what's wrong with you?" Song Chen silently shook his head.
Su Ze was about to get angry, but when he heard Song Chen's voice, all his anger suddenly dissipated, and he walked up to Song Chen with an aggrieved look on his face, "I can't do it."
That's how pitiful you are.
Song Chen only felt that his maternal love was overflowing.