Not far in front of Zhang Feng, next to the sheep shed.
A young man in tattered clothes was weaving straw sandals. It seemed like it was his first time seeing a stranger and he was a little scared.
The young man looked similar to Qian Wanli, but he looked a little silly. This made Zhang Feng a little confused. What was going on?
Zhang Feng asked carefully, "Who are you?"
The young man saw the strange thing in Zhang Feng's hand and bit his finger suspiciously, "Are you a bad person?"
Zhang Feng was stunned, "I'm not."
"Oh."
The young man nodded and continued weaving straw sandals.
Zhang Feng gathered his courage and approached the young man, but the young man didn't mind. Zhang Feng sat beside the young man and watched him weave straw sandals. He asked curiously, "Everyone went to the front yard, why are you here?"
"Grandma said that I should live here. The people in front are too fierce and always like to bully me. It's good here. With grandma here, I can eat my fill."
Zhang Feng asked curiously, "What's your name?"
"My name is String."
String?
Zhang Feng was a little confused.
He asked suspiciously, "Your surname is Qian?"
"Eh? You even know this? Did Qian 'er tell you? Right, I just heard from grandma that Qian 'er is bringing his teacher to the mansion today. Are you Qian' er's teacher? "
Zhang Feng was a little confused, "You said … Qian Wanli is called Qian Qian 'er?"
The young man nodded and said, "Yes, but Qian 'er hasn't been called this name for a long time. Grandma told me."
Qian Tong.
Qian 'er.
Qian 'er?
What kind of name is this?
What kind of name is this?
It's really …
A weirdo!
The name Qian 'er aroused Zhang Feng's interest. He asked, "Qian' er, are you Qian Wanli's little brother? But why haven't I heard him mention it before? "
When Qian Xiang 'er heard this, she stomped her legs on the ground in grievance and said, "I had always been outside with Mother. Two years ago, Father sent someone to bring me back and said that Mother went somewhere else. But Father couldn't lie to me. Mother had always been lying there. She couldn't bear to eat the food I gave her!"
Zhang Feng's eyes stung.
He chatted with Qian Xiang in detail.
Only then did he understand everything about this kid.
Qian Xuan 'er was the child Qian Tong had with a woman from Tong Zhou when he was out doing business, but he had always been opposed by his family, especially by Qian Tong's sisters.
It was also because of that incident that Zhang Feng had almost no contact with his sisters, and this time, Zhang Feng could basically imagine that it was all for the sake of money!
The heavens would not give a person a surname for nothing.
This was also the reason why the Qian family loved money so much. On one hand, it was because of the county baron title. On the other hand, the most important thing was that Zhang Feng had heard it before he entered the door.
It was all to get benefits from him.
As for Qian Xuan 'er's mother, before she fell seriously ill, she sent a message to Qian Tong, but by the time Qian Tong arrived, Qian Xuan' er's mother had already been dead for a long time.
There was nothing he could do. In addition, Qian Xuan 'er's mother had been careful. She had asked a merchant in Chang' an who knew Qian Tong to pass the message. If Qian Tong didn't go, then Qian Tong would definitely bear the infamy of being ungrateful and abandoning his wife and child.
So Qian Tong had no choice but to take Qian Xuan 'er back to the house.
If it weren't for Qian Xuan 'er's mental retardation, the old lady would have definitely added him to the family tree. However, this child was born somewhat mentally retarded, and even the soft-hearted old lady had a headache.
"Let him go."
This was the Qian House, and the Qian Family was considered a famous family in Chang 'an.
Moreover, those children always bullied him.
Even the servants liked to bully him. With no other choice, Qian Xuan 'er moved to the old lady's house and relied on her for survival.
This courtyard originally didn't have any sheep, but Qian Xuan 'er desperately wanted this sheep, so Qian Tong got a sheep to accompany Qian Xuan' er.
Zhang Feng curiously asked, "Xuan 'er, what do you want a sheep for?"
"Also, why are you making these straw sandals?"
Qian Xuan 'er mysteriously smiled and said, "You don't know, right? Our sheep will be able to give birth to a litter of lambs in half a month, and one lamb can be sold for ten strings of coins. If they grow up, one lamb can be sold for thirty strings of coins. Take a guess, if I raise a large flock of sheep, how much can I sell them for? "
Zhang Feng was a little surprised.
He pointed at the straw sandals and asked, "Then why are you making these straw sandals?"
"To exchange for fodder!"
"A lot of brothers don't have any shoes to wear. Moreover, last time when the sheep were in heat, I asked them to help me steal the sheep next door, so I have to help them. Besides, these sandals aren't for free. They promised to cut grass for my sheep! A pair of sandals and a basket of grass! Isn't it worth it? "
"…"
Zhang Feng was shocked.
He couldn't help but pinch his thigh.
God, this joke of yours is really too big!
This is a talent bestowed by the heavens!
Is this the so-called 'when the heavens close a door, they will open a window for you'?
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