"Zhangsun Wuji cheated 5000 strings, the white sugar was sold for 400 strings, and here is 5400 strings.
The Wang Family kid only had 1,000 strings of cash out of the 2,000 strings of cash, and the 'battle chicken' was sold for 500 strings of cash.
Right now, I have 6,900 strings of cash at my disposal. It's still a little too little!”
Du He calculated the assets she owned in her heart.
However, after some calculations, he realized that he still had a long way to go before he could achieve financial freedom.
He couldn't help but sigh,"Money is hard to earn!"”
If other people knew what he was thinking, it would be strange if they didn't beat him to death.
In this era, those who had a huge amount of wealth were considered to have stepped into the ranks of the rich.
And Du He, this fellow, had only spent a few days to earn so much, yet he was still not satisfied.
"Young Master, Young Master? Is this thing that I made to your liking?”
Just as Du He was 'vexed', a cautious voice interrupted his thoughts.
In front of him, there was a little old man standing there with a bow, his face filled with fear.
"What? Oh, not bad."
Du He, who had finally regained her senses, couldn't help but nod.
She leaned back again.
At this moment, he was sitting on a brand new chair. This chair was naturally the masterpiece of the little old man in front of him.
The old man heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his young master's praise.
After all, he had seen his young master sitting there with an uncertain expression.
He thought that the things he made had made Young Master unhappy.
"Old Zhang, make a few dozen chairs for this young master according to this style.
Oh right, the tables also needed to be custom-made. They needed to be matched with four chairs and one table.
Tell me when you're done. I have other tasks for you to do.”
Du He pondered for a moment and ordered.
"Young Master, don't worry. I promise to help you do this in the shortest time possible.”
The carpenter named Old Zhang patted his chest and promised.
Du He nodded and casually threw a golden bean into the other party's hand.
"Old Zhang, do your best! When the time comes, this Young Master won't forget your reward.”
"Thank you, Young Master! Thank you, Young Master!"
When he saw the golden bean in his hand, Old Zhang's face was full of wrinkles, revealing his big yellow teeth.
"Alright, you go first! I have nothing else to do for the time being.”
Looking at the other party's yellow teeth, Du He felt a little disgusted and hurriedly waved her hand.
After he returned from the chicken fight with the Wang family's children yesterday, he instructed Old Zhang to build the tables and chairs he needed.
She didn't expect the other party to send a sample over in just one night, and it was quite in line with Du He's wishes.
This saved Du He a lot of trouble.
After all, he had already planned to open his own restaurant within five days.
Because he woke up a little late today, half a day had already passed.
"Niu Daniu Er, come over quickly and follow me out!”
Feeling the urgency of time, Du He hurriedly howled.
However, before the Niu brothers came over, a steady voice sounded from the door,
"Rascal, what are you shouting for!”
"Eh, Father, you didn't go to court?”
Looking at Old Du who suddenly appeared, Du He was a little surprised.
After all, Old Du would have already gone to court at this time.
Otherwise, Du He would not dare to shout so loudly in the residence.
He was not afraid of being scolded by Old Du, but he was afraid of being nagged.
"Humph! Do I need to go to court every day? I'm not taking a bath today."
Old Du glared at his little rascal and explained.
Du He rolled her eyes.
He thought to himself,'So what if you don't want to bathe? Why do you make it seem like you're so amazing?'
This Young Master has been resting every day and doing nothing all day. When have you ever seen me being proud?
"Rascal, what are you sitting on?”
Of course, Old Du didn't know what his little rascal was thinking.
He was attracted by the chair that Du He was sitting on.
In this era, everyone would sit behind a low table with a kneeling posture.
At this moment, Old Du saw that Du He's feet were actually suspended in the air and felt a little strange for a moment.
"Dad, this is called a chair. After sitting on it, you don't have to press your calves anymore.”
Du He said casually.
"Oh? If that was the case, wouldn't it be a problem to even eat at the low table?”
Old Du was puzzled.
"Dad, if you sit on this chair, you won't be using that low table.
You won't understand even if I tell you. You'll naturally understand what's going on after Old Zhang makes a sample.”
Du He waved her hand speechlessly.
"Rascal, do you need to be taught a lesson? How dare you speak to your father like this!"
Old Du's face instantly darkened when he saw his little rascal's impatient look.
Feeling the chill on her body, Du He wisely slipped down from the chair.
He made a 'please' gesture and changed the topic."
"Dad, try this chair.”
Old Du nodded in satisfaction when he saw his little rascal's 'tactness'.
Out of habit, he took off his boots and swaggered into the chair.
This action caused Du He, who was beside him, to be stunned.
After a long while, he reacted and hurriedly waved his hand to dissuade her,
"Dad, you should put on your boots. The smell is too strong and it hurts your eyes.
Moreover, sitting on this chair did not require him to take off his boots like he did in the past!”
Hearing Du He's words, Old Du realized that his little rascal had been sitting there with his boots on.
Especially when he saw the look of disdain on the little rascal's face, Old Du's old face blushed.
He quickly stood up and put on his boots.
But this time, Old Du didn't sit down. Instead, he shook his head and commented,"
"This chair is just ordinary. This old master doesn't feel as comfortable as sitting on it.”
Father, you're lying through your teeth. Aren't you embarrassed at all?
And since it's not very comfortable to sit on, why did you move my chair away?
After hearing this comment, she saw her father's back view as he moved the chair away.
Du He was stunned for a moment.
After a while, Old Du's voice came from afar again."
"Rascal, when Old Zhang's table is ready, ask him to send one to this old man's study!”
Err…
"Comfortable is comfortable, like is like.
Why did he have to hide it and say something he didn't mean?
The thoughts of adults were too complicated!”
Du He sighed.
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