After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

"What's the idea?" the couple asked in unison.

Su Peng looked at Su Zhengxing, who had a defensive expression on his face.

"Don't look at your father. If I get sued, I'll be fired. In the future, the family will rely on you to make money to support the family. We'll all be left with nothing."

Before Su Zhengxing finished speaking, Qin glared at her husband fiercely.

"It's almost time to receive your salary. Now there are two more mouths to feed. If you go gambling again, I'll find a rope and hang myself in front of the gate, making your Su family lose face."

"You! So stupid and short-sighted. Was I gambling? I was just trying to maintain relationships with my colleagues. It's useless to pray to Buddha when things are urgent."

Su Zhengxing raised his chin and said with confidence.

Qin was a merchant girl. Her family's business was sluggish. She was not the richest person in Beijing. Su Zhengxing never took her seriously.

Qin was used to being yelled at by Su Zhengxing, and she glared back, "When did our family ask for help? You are so capable, why don't you find a decent job for your son?"

"I won't argue with you, a bitch, you can do whatever you want." Su Zhengxing was so angry that he snorted and was about to lie down on the bed.

Su Peng was used to seeing his parents quarreling since he was a child. He asked slowly, "Have you quarreled enough? If you continue to quarrel, I will not remember what you were going to say just now."

"Son, tell me quickly, does your uncle have any good ideas?"

Qin added a small piece of black charcoal to the brazier, and as the charcoal was put down, a puff of green smoke came out of the brazier.

"Cough cough..."

The room was suddenly filled with a choking smell.

Seeing her son coughing violently with his nose covered, Qin hurriedly pushed open the half-closed window.

When the smoke in the room dissipated, Qin closed the window again, leaving only a gap as wide as a thumb.

Su Peng recovered his strength and panted, "Mom, don't buy this inferior charcoal in the future, it's choking."

"Son! Don't learn from your father, who is so carefree. You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run the household. Mom also wants to use that smokeless and high-quality charcoal, but the price is several times that of ordinary charcoal. We can't afford it!"

Su Peng saw his mother frowning, and he said firmly, "Don't worry, mom. When your son makes money, we will use good charcoal every day."

"Today, many people know the recipe for barbecue. My uncle heard from the bun seller next door that selling barbecue is low-cost and not tiring, and it makes more money than selling buns. My son thinks this is true. What do you think?"

Looking at her son's expectant eyes, Qin shook her head quickly, "Mom doesn't know how to sell buns, and she has never eaten barbecue. Ask your bastard father about this."

Su Zhengxing lay on the bed with his clothes on and heard Qin scolding him.

He sat up and glared at Qin, saying, "You don't believe me when I say you are short-sighted. You can't make money even if you work yourself to death selling buns.

Selling barbecue is different. How much is a pound of meat? How many skewers do you have to make? Can you figure it out? Saying you are a merchant's daughter is a compliment to you."

Qin replied unconvincedly, "Look at how capable you are. You don't even know what kind of meat others sell. If you have the ability, you can also sell barbecue skewers."

Su Peng saw that his parents were like firecrackers and candles, and they would be ignited at a touch. He quickly interrupted, "Dad and mom, stop arguing. Your son knows that barbecue skewers are made of rabbit meat and mutton."

"Big meat is oily, so it must taste good." Su Zhengxing said and swallowed his saliva.

"Dad is right. The people who sell buns also say that. Meat is cheaper than mutton. If you add two pieces of meat to a string, the cost is even lower. Careless people can't tell the difference."

Su Peng spoke like a profiteer. Qin and Su Zhengxing nodded frequently when they heard this.

Qin smiled and said, "My son is really a business genius. It's not in vain to learn from your uncle all these years."

"Mom, this is what I want to say. Let's set up a stall to sell barbecue, okay?"

Before Su Peng finished speaking, Su Zhengxing shouted, "No! Since your grandfather, our family has been a family of food. We can't afford to set up a stall on the roadside."

"Dad, my son is not an official, so it's not shameful to have money in hand."

Su Peng and his uncle occasionally accompanied customers to a fireworks restaurant and saw the extravagance of businessmen.

He was deeply touched. With his father's salary, he couldn't even see the face of the top prostitute in the brothel.

Su Zhengxing glared and said angrily: "That's different. Since ancient times, scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans have been the most despised. You can only be regarded as a runner following your uncle, not a merchant."

Su Zhengxing was so angry that his beard trembled. He took a breath and continued: "If you do business alone, our family will be disgraced by you."

"It doesn't matter to my son. Anyway, I won't study and take the imperial examination. It doesn't matter whether I am a merchant or not." Su Peng disagreed.

"Asshole, you don't have the ability to become an official, what will happen to your son in the future?" Su Zhengxing was furious.

Qin couldn't stand it anymore. She said: "Dad, you are right, and my son is telling the truth.

Our family is not good at studying. You can have an idle job, but it's also thanks to your father-in-law. It's still unclear whether Peng'er's child can become an official in the future.

"Besides, those damn scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, except for becoming an official, which farmer has a good life? It's just jealous of the merchants who have money in their hands, and deliberately slandering the merchants. "

Su Zhengxing rolled his eyes at Qin, "Why don't you have money? Stop flattering yourself."

"Which noble family in the capital doesn't have a shop? That's clearly restricting a pedantic person like you."

Su Zhengxing also understood this in his heart, and he said stubbornly: "Who made our family unable to hire a manager? At least other families' business is not in their hands on the surface."

"Dad, Mom, we can also hire someone to set up a stall." Su Peng had never planned to set up a barbecue stall himself from the beginning.

It was freezing cold in winter and scorching hot in summer. That job was too hard, so he didn't do it.

Qin seemed to predict what her son would say next.

She stood up and yawned, "I'm tired. Discuss this with your wife. I have no objection to what you want to do."

Su Peng was anxious, "Mom, don't rush to leave. We haven't talked about the point yet."

"Your mother is right. You are a married man now. If you have something to discuss with your wife, go and discuss it with your wife. Your mother is tired all day, and we need to rest." Su Zhengxing pretended to undress and was ready to chase him away.

Su Peng was speechless. When his parents quarreled, they were merciless. When it came to asking for money, they always pretended to be deaf and dumb in tacit understanding.

"You two old people, take a rest. I know I can't count on you." Su Peng turned around and left with a helpless grumble.

The second uncle's family has two shops to collect rent, and they are more well-off than his family. The second aunt and mother are not on good terms, so it is impossible to borrow money from the second house.

My sister married a merchant, and her family is well-off. She went to Feng County with her husband's family and hasn't been back to her parents' home for a long time.

After leaving the East Courtyard, Su Peng felt cold in his heart.

The eldest uncle could take him to eat, drink and visit brothels, so it was impossible to borrow money from him.

From a distance, seeing Jiang Jiaojiao's figure passing by the corridor, Su Peng slapped his forehead, "I am such a blockhead, isn't there a ready-made sponsor?"