Ran Daqi was guarding Ruifuxiang's gate, carrying lanterns, and had been waiting in the dim twilight for a long time.

If a servant wants to get rid of his slave family, he must be approved by the master. Not only does he have to spend a sum of money to redeem his life, but he also depends on the face of the master. If the master refuses, the slave family cannot be removed and fled without authorization. If the master sues the government, he will not only be wanted, but no one dares to take it in outside, and there is also a problem with survival.

Many farmers who have been taken away from the land have been dependent on the landlords and have been exploited. They have turned from free people into tenants and tenants. They have sold themselves as slaves with a contract, and they have no choice but to live or die. The ending is tragic.

Generally, the owner will not let the next house go. If they all leave, who will help them make money and farm?

Ran Daqi naturally knew this very well, and was worried that there would be something unexpected about Changsun Hong's trip. He was guarding the door and looking at the streets. He couldn't help but want to go to the Li family to see it, but was grabbed by Ran Pu and Ran Hu before he gave up.

Fortunately, before the sky was dark, two familiar figures slowly appeared at the end of the street. They walked side by side in the distance of Rui Fuxiang and others. Changsun Hong's iconic smiling face was revealed in the lights, which made Ran Daqi and others breathe a sigh of relief.

"How is it? How is it?" Ran Daqi pounced on him and slapped the dust that did not exist on Changsun Hong's body, and kept asking: "Is the matter done?"

"It's OK." Changsun Hong took out two contracts, and wrote them clearly in black and white: "Boe Ran Shi, from now on, I'll trouble you."

"Ha! What's the matter? Erlang, you should have done this long ago." Ran Daqi's beard was extremely cheerful: "How can he still be someone else's book boy if he is the second boss of Ruifuxiang? If he is spread, he will be ridiculed. In the future, Ruifuxiang will be your home, no! It's your industry! When it becomes more developed in the future, you can also invite a few book boys to let the Li family see how big a treasure they have lost! Hahahaha!"

He smiled happily, half of which was for Changsun Hong's independence, and the other half was for Rui Fuxiang's prosperity from now on. Perhaps the second half was for the second half, which accounted for a larger share.

Changsun Hong also smiled and pulled the dog behind him.

"Li Gui is my partner who grew up together. This time he left the Li family with me and had no other place to go. In the future, he would also do an errand in Ruifuxiang. Although he is young, he is easy to learn and does things seriously, please ask Uncle Ran to let him do it steadily in the account room."

"This is natural, this is natural." Ran Daqi agreed with a smile: "Gouzi was learning plans in the account room, and he did a good job. Of course, he continued to do it. Don't worry, Gouzi will be our Rui Fuxiang member in the future. With me, he will have his place!"

Everyone looked at each other and laughed loudly, and the laughter was cheerful and happy. The shops on the street were closing on the door panels followed the reputation and saw that it was the people from Ruifuxiang Paper Floor, and they curled their lips, muttered, "Business is so prosperous, so proud." They turned their face angrily and closed the door.

The lanterns on the street are lit up one by one. Whenever you open a business shop, you will hang a lantern at the door at night to illuminate your plaques and flags. Their name is written on the lanterns, showing their style. The brighter the lantern, the better the meaning.

The lanterns all over the street are dotted, and against the black night background, it looks like the Milky Way landing, with a unique sense of beauty.

Ran Hu also picked out Ruifuxiang's lanterns and hung them high. He deliberately stepped on a stool, hanging them higher than usual. He asked him why? He smiled and said, "Today, the second boss became the real boss, so he naturally had a happy mood. If the lanterns are taller, our Ruifuxiang business will become more and more prosperous in the future, and we will definitely become the largest and best paper shop on the Fourth Road of Chuanxia."

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter. Ran Daqi called everyone and went to the back hall for dinner. He was happy today and ordered another table of wine and food, with a few more meat dishes than the last time. Everyone was very happy and shouted and hugged Changsun Hong and rushed in.

The night wind blew, and the high lanterns swayed gently, like fireflies, and the ink was particularly bright. The streets were drowsy and no one stopped. Occasionally, one or two dog barkings broke the tranquility of the night. The soldiers who were patrolling the night were passing by lazyly. Smelling the fragrance of meat from Ruifuxiang's back hall, sniffed twice, swallowed twice, and then complained about Shangguan Feiren, and continued to move forward reluctantly.

There is a red light in the horizon at the riverside pier under the night sky. The dock night market that was endless all night was opening to welcome guests. Compared with the quiet atmosphere here, it was extremely noisy and vaguely heard a woman laughing there. The rich guys were loudly yelling and echoing, and the quiet and moving together.

Ruifuxiang’s back hall is full of joy.

Everyone was there, two owners, the accountants, the housekeepers, the craftsmen, and the servants were all together. The number 20 people crowded five or six square tables. Many people had no seats, so they had to serve a bowl and pick up some dishes, and sat down in a corner, looking at the bosses on their way with a smile, and smiling.

It is always good for the boss to hold a banquet. Ruifuxiang has not been in great prosperity in the past two years. Everyone has tightened their belts and lived a life of hard work. After eating too much, they feel that good life is more precious. They have saved their wages on weekdays and are reluctant to eat and use them. Even though the wages have been paid in full recently, they have increased slightly, and they have also kept them at the family at home and carefully collected them.

It is so rare to have meat and white rice tonight. The merchants have a low status and craftsmen are the bottom of society. They are more tight than the tenant farmers in the countryside. So the boss treats the guests. Everyone is very happy. While eating, they look at Changsun Hong sitting next to Ran Daqi. They think that this second boss is so young and has an unlimited future in the future. The life of working in Ruifuxiang will definitely get better and better, so their smile becomes brighter.

Ran Daqi took out two bottles of wine from somewhere, and opened it mysteriously, and a very clumsy smell of wine filled the room.

Wine is not common, it is a monopoly sale of the government. Ordinary people cannot manage it. If you catch it, you will need to be shackled for a month.

Therefore, if people want to drink, they can only brew their own wine. After all, there are not many people who can afford to buy official wine, and they have to sneak into their own wine, so they don’t know how to make a big deal.

Home brewing requires food. The food is very expensive and I can’t eat enough, so where can I use it to make wine? So fewer people can afford to drink wine, but even if it is a bad wine, it smells like nectar and jade in everyone’s nose, it is as coveted as nectar and jade.

"Everyone tastes a little, only a little, there is not much." Ran Daqi blushed and his eyes shone with light, and his joy made him generous: "You can only drink one bottle and drink evenly."

Someone loudly said that the boss clearly had two bottles. Ran Daqi crossed his legs proudly and pinched the other bottle tightly: "This bottle is mine, you can drink that bottle."

So everyone burst into laughter and instantly drank a bottle of wine.

Ran Daqi approached Changsun Hong and said provocatively: "How? To be an adult, you have to drink and try it out?"

He thought that the twelve-year-old country boy had never been stuck in the edge of alcohol, but he never expected that this time he would encounter a tough guy.
Chapter completed!