Chapter 125 Biography of Niu Tianci (19) - Poet and Merchant

After working with Mr. Zhao for more than a year, Tianci has made great progress in writing, and the writing is also very delicate.He wrote all the Spring Festival couplets in Dad's shop, and the guys gave him a thumbs up. He was very shy and proud. Dad admits that Mr. Zhao is a good teacher; but on the other hand, he discovered that the number of books in the study has increased, but other things are missing.The magnetic bottles and copper ink cartridges on the table were all gone, and Tianci used a small rough plate as an inkstone.Dad questioned Si Huzi, but Master Hu didn't know.Asked Tianci, Tianci smiled.The teacher had no money to buy books or other things, so he picked up some things and sold them.

"Why don't you ask me for money?" Dad was confused. "Mr. Zhao said that there are a lot of things in the house, and it's obviously a mess!" "But it's mine!" Pa didn't care about that, he didn't like the idea. "Selling your things is the same as asking you for money?" Tianci completely surrendered to Mr. Zhao. "Selling stuff at my door?!" That's embarrassing, Dad thought. "I often sell some, the teacher said, I can't forget to be poor; poor to work!" Tianci was very proud: "The day before yesterday, I sold my leather shoes for one and a half yuan; I invited the teacher to a small restaurant, and the teacher was very happy. like!"

"Are you my son, or his son?" Dad's face fell.Anything can be sloppy, it's not such a sloppy method, it's a sincere teaching! Tianci didn't answer anything, he knew the rules of mother and father, but Teacher Zhao's method was more interesting.This enables him to pretend to be poor, but not so poor as the Ji family.This is to sell leather shoes to eat in a small restaurant.Mr. Zhao is really poor, Godsend to accompany him.It is Mr. Zhao's poverty, although it is true, it is also very interesting.Teacher Zhao would sell the copper ink cartridge to buy a small book, and then sell the book to buy cigarettes.From Dad and Shiliupu, he understood the power of Qian; from Teacher Zhao, he got a way to resist Qian, deliberately joking with Qian.Money is naturally still a good thing, but the teacher's method makes money lose a little pride. Those who should buy books buy cigarettes and snort at money a few times!Sell ​​cotton-padded robes when you are hungry, and steal coal to add more fire when you are cold. The teacher has a way, and he is very happy.

Dad couldn't stand this: "Okay, Mr. is still stealing things and teaching children to sell leather shoes? I only know how to buy, not to sell!" Dad insisted on resigning from Mr. Zhao.Mama Ji thought Dad was right, they stole coal, and put the unfinished wax on the ground to feed the mice!The saucer is used as an inkstone, and the chopsticks are used as iron bars for the fire, because the iron bars and shovels are gone! Tianci was reluctant to part with the teacher, and decided to resist. He is now a boy of sixteen or seventeen, and he has some opinions.He has already spoken in the same voice as the adults, and the hair on his mouth is also very heavy. He can't completely obey Dad.He really likes to be tidy and clean, because when his mother was alive, there was a certain way in everything, but he also loved that the teacher didn't have a certain way in everything. Did he still have time to clean the table when he was writing poems?The teacher and he are both poets, and my father is a businessman, this is very clear; it is also very clear that a poet cannot obey a businessman.

Lord Tiger was afraid that things would get stalemate, so he came forward to mediate, and they were not allowed to sell any more in the future, and he would guard the gate and be in charge of inspection.Dad don't want to be angry anymore, because Mr. Hu believes that since Tianci can speak, he will be an official in the future.Mr. Zhao was not expelled. When it came time to sell something, he declared before Lord Tiger checked it out: "Go out and make some money, stay away, and don't sell it at the door!" Master Tiger didn't go into it, because He also felt that some things should have been sold a long time ago, and there was no other benefit to piling them up just to occupy space.What's more, the teacher treats guests after selling things. Mr. Tiger often eats his fruits and snacks;

Dad still has another dissatisfaction-Tianci often goes to see "Bee".Tianci likes to visit her very much, and she is now a "bee in the night".The old black couple didn't have time to take care of the children, they let their temperament rebel.Tianci also followed them, and became very close to the "bee".He didn't think they were dirty, because he himself followed Teacher Zhao's example and stopped grooming; his unused bottle of hair tonic had long been given to "Mrs. Crescent Moon".He didn't know anything about bees; he recited poems, and he read "Remembering Bees", and she widened her black eyes, "Oh! It sounds good!" There was a marriage once!" She still said "Oh, very good!" She has grown up and can use a needle to mend socks for her younger brothers, and there are often white threads hanging from her hair. She is not in a hurry to touch her hair.On rainy days, she was still barefoot.

Dad went back to the old black shop and met them playing together.Dad told Tianci to go home.Tianci saw that his father's expression was not right, so he went home without saying anything, and discussed the matter with Mr. Zhao.Teacher Zhao said that there would be no poetry without women, and poets must love women!Girls are willows, poetry is wind, without willows, where is the beauty of wind?Tianci asked the teacher why he didn't find a woman?The teacher said that a woman slapped her mouth very loudly, and the woman slapped her mouth like a willow branch hit her head, so it was boring.

Dad didn't mention it again, but he was secretly looking for a daughter-in-law for Tianci; it's no good to fight with the children of Lao Hei's family. Father has really been short-tempered recently, he is always nagging.He loves to chat with Tianci, but he can't talk to one place; Tianci sometimes deliberately hides from his father, and his beard is so high.Dad seemed to have lost the happy sloppy way he used to be.The older he gets, the more he cares about his business, which is not as good as it used to be.When the three transactions were settled at the end of the year, one of them lost money.This is the first time that Dad has never lost money in his life.Why did he lose money? Dad couldn't find the root cause of the disease.The more sulky he was, the more he felt that other businesses were outrageous and had no rules.But he made money out of shame, and he lost it!He felt that the air in Yuncheng was not much tighter than before. Everyone in the business raced desperately, and no one believed in the saying that too many boats would not hinder Jiang.Everyone played tricks all the time, he couldn't catch up with others, and he didn't want to catch up; he couldn't catch up if he wanted to!Money is very tight, and almost no one in the countryside goes to the city to buy anything.He believed in the old ways, and to a certain extent he was genuine.But he lost money.Those who sell private goods and fake goods earn money.Businessmen have to collude with the government, and even with the Orientals.What's more, everyone is quick to use their dippers, and if they get eight thousand, they will quit at thirty-two thousand. He talks about time-honored brands, and in the long run, he eats for twenty or thirty people every day, and he may sell them for how much!He doesn't understand what's going on, just as old man Ji doesn't understand why the countryside is so poor.He also sells Japanese goods when others sell them, but he can't make money.When others cut the price, he also cut the price, but no one came to buy him.He bought it with his own capital. He knew that the foreign money had left Yuncheng, and he hoped to send it from the countryside; the countryside only brought food, not money.The countryman sold his grain and went to the stall to buy some old clothes, foreign cloth heads, oriental sorghum vermicelli, but did not come into his shop.He didn't dare to be as careless as before. He was also in a rush to buy and sell, but he couldn't catch up with others.They sold a large batch of rubber shoes, and they took away thirty to forty thousand yuan in a month's work; he approved a dime, but no one asked.Where did they approve it?He couldn't feel the door.He sells it at a loss, and no one else is cheap.He has a facade, and he hires dozens of people to make a noise in the street.He has to go to the housing donation shop to donate business donations, disaster relief donations, self-government donations, and people don't open shops.In the past, it was not wrong for him to close his eyes. He could make money if he wanted to sell, and he could indeed sell.Now, his eyes are wide open, and he fumbles for the abacus, but it's useless.He could only sit and sigh with some old shopkeepers.They don't accept the old age, they try their best to move forward, repair the facade, install big glass windows, sell things and deliver them, prepare cigarettes in the shop, have a big New Year's sale, and put up advertisements all over the street, to no avail.It is the business of foreigners that makes money. Seeing that a hut in the East has been turned into a building, Hardman cigarettes are even going to the countryside in full boxes.His only consolation was to see the new store open and open again; after all, his store was an old one.But if he keeps losing like this, he will fall too!After a lifetime in business, he lost his career because of his gray beard, and he dared not even think about it.But Tianci doesn't like to learn business!How could he not nag?

When Tianci heard the news of the loss, he hurried to tell the teacher, who was very happy. "What does that have to do with us? Not only is it okay, but the death of the commercial spirit should be celebrated. Shall we order wine for that?" "Don't let Dad know!" Tianci was more careful. "In fact, he should appreciate this move. Where the money is, there is the heart. If the three shops are closed down, wouldn't it be completely relieved and a free soul!" Mr. Zhao said that it is indeed interesting, but Godsend is a little bit wrong. Don't worry: "If Dad's business collapses, what should I do?"

"What's the problem? A pair of wandering poets, it's over. There are so many poor people in the world, what are we afraid of?" This once again moved Tianci's fantasy: Mr. Zhao, the bee, Mr. and Mrs. Hu, and himself, were all drifting around.They were all barefoot, and under the shade of the trees, they asked the bees to catch some fish, so that everyone could eat, and they felt at ease.This kind of life must be better than being restrained and disciplined everywhere. What made him especially happy was that a short article of his, sent to a newspaper in Tianjin by Mr. Zhao, actually appeared in the literature and art column.The newspaper sent him three copies.Seeing his name printed on the paper, he shuddered.Since he was a child, except Master Hu respected him, he was bullied everywhere, illegitimate child, kidnapper, and was expelled from school.Now his name is in the papers!He felt that his father's property was nothing. The most valuable thing was fame, not profit.The newspaper has his name on it, and probably the whole world knows it.Then I thought, maybe not, I didn't see any newspapers in Shiliupu, and the newspapers in Laohei's shop were only for wrapping copper.As far as he knows, there are very few books and newspapers in Yuncheng's family.In the two small daily newspapers in Yuncheng, apart from some random news and advertisements for big discounts, only swordsman novels are still read.Teacher Zhao called these novels "Huang Tianba Literature and Art", and even the newspaper should be burned.But what is the use of his own "non-Huang Tianba literature and art"? Who will see it?Tianci doubted: If no one reads it, why write it?Money is still useful, at least more useful than words.He didn't dare to tell Mr. Zhao about this.

When it comes to the settlement of the August Festival, the three transactions will not make any profit, but will only be enough to chew the grain.This is worse than losing.A businessman has only two sides in his heart, earning or losing, like day and night.What's the matter if you don't make money or lose money?It's embarrassing to say.Only those who can do business dare to pay.The old man's complexion was ugly, his round face was thinner, and his back was bent a lot.But he is still struggling.The less time he sleeps at night, the more he loves to think.He really wanted to be as sloppy as before, but he couldn't.Thinking of the success he had achieved through random trials in the past made him feel better, he smiled to himself; when he compared the past years with the present, he was at a loss.He felt a panic in his heart.At dawn he couldn't sleep anymore, got up and wandered in the courtyard, he coughed. Tianci's heart softened a little.He had to help Dad, and Dad needed sympathy.He cannot be a poet all day long.Becoming a poet is only a recent thing. My mother has been in charge of him for more than ten years. Isn't my mother capable of everything? He talked to Dad, and he decided to help Dad.Dad laughed.But what can he help?Thinking about it carefully, he didn't understand anything, and he spent sixteen or seventeen years in vain.No skill, no strength, no knowledge.He is a bamboo tube!Only Mr. Zhao should be grateful, and only Mr. Zhao taught him some words, and the rest did not teach him anything.Probably he can only wait to become an official or a poet!He had no choice but to admit that he was useless. Forget it, go to sleep first!He covered his head and fell into a deep and sweet sleep.