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How did profiteers become successful in the modern chapter? Chapter 16 Going home to see parents

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    Continue to ask for votes and support "Where did you get so much money?" Wen's mother's first reaction was not to be happy, but to worry that her son would get into trouble.  Father Wen waved his hand: "When the child is older, let him go out on his own. It's better than having to chew on our two old bones at home." Now that my father had spoken, my mother was unwilling to give up, so she stopped.  Youzi sighed, looking at Wen Fei as if he were looking at a young man who had lost his footing.  Wen Fei couldn't resist, so he had to say: "This is raw ore, and it has not been refined. It was picked up by Changyu's girlfriend from the river when she traveled to Gansu. There are several pieces. This is the smallest piece for me!" Wen Fei  As he said this, he said in his heart that Fatty couldn't help himself.  You have to take the blame for everything. Who asked you to betray me in the first place!  "I don't want it. You can take it and give it back to others later. It's better than thinking about taking advantage of others all day long! Let me tell you, between friends, you must be able to suffer a loss, don't" Wen Fei felt something was ringing in his ears.  Ten flies were buzzing around, almost making me dizzy.  Until Wen's father got impatient and knocked on the table: "Have you finished the meal? Why do I smell a paste" "Oh, my food" Wen's mother was shocked and hurried back to the kitchen.  Wait for her to eat.  Although she said this, Wen Fei went out to make money on his own and still remembered to bring gifts for himself. Wen Fei's mother was already happy.  At noon, not only did they cook two more dishes, they even made an exception and allowed the father and son to have two drinks at the table.  During the dinner, I wonder if my interest was aroused by the book "Tokyo Dreams".  Still feeling great relief that Wen Fei was finally willing to make progress, Wen's father talked endlessly about many things about Tokyo in the Northern Song Dynasty.  If it were normal, Wen Fei would definitely not be willing to listen.  But things are naturally different now. Maybe I will travel to Tokyo in the Northern Song Dynasty. Naturally, I listened with an open mind and even asked questions from time to time. In this way, Wenfu was even more interested, and the father and son talked non-stop.  Absolutely, this meal lasted for more than two hours.  Wen¡¯s mother was so happy to see the father and son getting along so well for the first time that she didn¡¯t stop them.  Wenfu teaches Chinese in middle schools, so naturally he is also interested in history.  There are many ancient books hidden in the house, especially historical records and Zizhi Tongjian.  That's why Wen Fei brought Tokyo Menghua Lu back to please the old man.  Moreover, the old man's favorite poems were Su Dongpo's poems, which even made Wen Fei think about whether he could get authentic Su Dabeard's pen and ink in the Northern Song Dynasty in the future, and bring them back to the old man as a filial piety.  .  .  "During the Song Dynasty, wine was sold exclusively. In order to maximize the revenue from wine, the Song Dynasty officials used singing and dancing girls to assist in the business. "Today, using women to advocate selling wine is called a day: find a way."  To protect the restaurant, there are flower nests, racks for five-cooked dishes, cages for freeing animals, etc. Each warehouse competes for the best and the best, and the warehouse is for the prostitutes. At that time, the official treasury under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Household Inspection Office "Each warehouse was equipped with  "There are dozens of official prostitutes", and in private restaurants, "there are dozens of private prostitutes in each place, all wearing makeup and clothes from time to time, and smiling and beautifying." "Wenfu taught all his life, and he quoted classics and explained things in simple terms.  The father and son went into the alley chatting, talking about how the officials in the Song Dynasty used prostitutes to sell wine.  Those who spoke were frothing at the mouth, and those who listened were beaming.  Unexpectedly, he had already offended someone, so he heard the roar of the Hedong lion: "That's enough. Are you trying to teach your son a bad lesson by saying this in front of Xiao Fei?" Only then did Wen's father react, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.  In front of Wen Fei, he has always maintained the image of a strict father.  I was very happy today but I forgot the dignity of father and teacher.  "Ahem I have to go to work!" Father Wen became serious and looked at his son.  Wen Fei immediately realized what was going on and hurried into his room dejectedly.  You can still vaguely hear my mother calling: "Okay, you are a playboy. When I talk about brothels, your eyes light up, don't you" Father Wen coughed dryly: "Speak softly, don't let me  Xiao Fei heard" Wen Fei felt that the door to the room was closed tightly. He rubbed his belly and it was too hard to hold back his smile.  Unknowingly, he had forgotten the heavy pressure brought by Huang Sheng's appearance.  Sit on your familiar bed and turn on the computer.  I was casually browsing the websites and forums I frequented, and then I saw a post that almost made Wen Fei choke to death.  "The most awesome Taoist priest in history", that photo is clearly that of Taoist Master Wen Fei.  Wearing an apricot Taoist robe with kitchen knives hanging all over his body, it seems that he went to the supermarket to buy kitchen knives for the first time when he was going to smuggle in the Northern Song Dynasty.  "Nima, these auctions are really everywhere!" Wen Fei sighed and clicked the cross in the upper right corner of the post.  Don't even read the comments at the end. There are all kinds of birds in the forest.  There are so many people on the Internet, no matter how boring they are, you have to be a bitch to read the comments and leave comments, it will make you angry.?.  Lying on the bed, Wen Fei rested his head on his arms, and remembered what Zhang Shuye said to him.  That day Wen Fei finished handling the business, sold off all the drinks, and was about to run away.  But Zhang Shuye pulled him back and invited him to go out for a walk.  Wen Fei had so much gold in his body, and his heart was filled with excitement.  Where can I have the leisure to go out and wander around?  What's more, Lanzhou in the Northern Song Dynasty was also desolate and barren, so there was nothing interesting about it.  However, Zhang Shuye seemed to have something to say at that time, so Wenfei drove the car with Zhang Shuye and left the mule and horse market and came to the edge of the Yellow River, hoping to see if there was any business.  Zhang Shuye rode a horse and Wen Fei drove the car.  Not long after walking, we saw the Yellow River. This was the first time that Wen Fei and his two worlds saw the Yellow River, which is known as the source of China.  It is not as turbulent and turbulent as the Yellow River often seen on TV.  It seems much gentler, but the river water is yellowish and contains sand and mud, but it is the same as that of later generations.  This section of the Yellow River is about two to three hundred meters wide.  Both sides of the bank are flat plains with an unobstructed view, looking very empty.  Although this kind of scenery is not the kind of wind-blown grass and cattle and sheep, it still has the feeling of a vast sky and vast wilderness.  However, Wen Fei, who was used to seeing people crowded with people in later generations, with houses and people everywhere, felt a sense of spaciousness in his chest.  I remember that Wen Fei had seen those stupid people on the forum talk about the mainland in a very superior tone: "There are too many people in the mainland, and there are too few resources. Everyone is trying their best to fight for resources.  , that¡¯s why it seems so morally low" At that time, Wen Fei still wanted to pretend that he was not convinced and scolded him back.  But now, standing on the bank of the Yellow River a thousand years ago, with no one around and vast sky, I don't know why I remembered this sentence.
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