"This is?"

Zhou Jingxian was a little stunned. Even when the Zhou family was at its peak, he had never seen so much money at once.

Annie talked about going to the gambling house again.

Seeing that Zhou Jingxian was a little worried, he hurriedly said, "Dad, don't worry, this is my last time in the gambling house, and I will never get involved in that thing."

Zhou Jingxian then breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the pile of white silver, "You still have to buy books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, etc. You can just collect the money yourself."

Zhou Jingxian was partial to his eldest son. If other sons made money, his first reaction was to receive it from Gongzhong.

Zhou Yaozu, who had been eating rice for more than ten years, finally got the money back, but Zhou Jingxian thought about letting him keep it himself.

"Dad, why do I keep this money? I can make money by copying books now, and I should be able to make three taels of silver a month."

Annie looked around and saw that the family was watching a few boys working in the yard. There were only two fathers and sons in the main hall. Then she lowered her voice and said, "Besides, our family has not yet separated."

"Dalang, I knew you were a sensible person." Zhou Jingxian, like Mrs. Tan, felt that there was a reason for him to be partial to the boss.

In the past, the boss spoke intimately, but now he is doing things that make him happy.

"That's also my father and mother love me,"

Annie habitually said something nice and said, "Dad, if you have money, you can buy a ox cart. At that time, don't go to the fields to work, just drive the car to the county town. You can earn twenty or thirty cents a day."

Zhou Jingxian was even more moved when he heard this: I said Dalang was buying a ox cart. It turned out that he felt sorry for his tiredness in work, so he specially found him a light and cheap business.
Chapter completed!