Fragrance Returned

Ding Zhuang had no hope of going to the Tang family to borrow money. His son got into trouble and kidnapped his daughter. But now we are at the end of our rope and we must try our luck.

There is another thing that Zhaozi has to do...

After Guo Liang left, Ding Zhuang said, "Don't scare the children. Li Chun Niang took Xiang Xiang and Li Ren to the east chamber. Li Chun is the eldest son, so he must be responsible and face this matter with us."

Ding Lichun puffed up his chest, pursed his lips and nodded.

Mrs. Zhang felt that the sky above her head was falling, and she cried to Ding Liren and Ding Xiang.

Ding Xiang didn't want to leave, so she climbed onto Ding Zhuang's lap and said with tears in her eyes, "Xiangxiang won't leave me. Xiangxiang is very smart and will take the female champion exam in the future. I want to hear and give advice."

Ding Liren didn't leave either, "Sir, I will take the imperial examination in the future. I am smart and can come up with ideas."

Holding his soft little body, Ding Zhuang couldn't bear to push it away, and carried Ding Xiang into the bedroom.

He put the cloves on the ground, opened the box, took out a large wooden box, and took out a dozen large coins.

Ding Xiang thought he would take the purse hidden in the corner. The jade in it was of excellent quality. If he sold it, he would definitely be able to pay off the debt.

But Ding Zhuang didn't take it and went directly to the main room. Ding Xiang hugged his legs again and followed closely.

That jade pendant must be more important than grandpa's life, so he was reluctant to take it out.

Ding Zhuang put the big money on the table and opened the box. There were several deeds, banknotes and several ingots of silver inside.

"This is the entire wealth of our family. We have one hundred and forty-six taels of silver and twelve copper coins in savings. The iron shop yard, furnace, blacksmith supplies, and the fee for transferring the blacksmith's deed are worth three hundred About two taels. This yard is worth more than thirty taels of silver, the fifteen acres of land and its output are worth one hundred taels of silver, and the old cow is worth eight taels of silver."

Fixed assets need to be appraised by a specialist, and the prices he says are not accurate. There is also the status of a blacksmith. You cannot open a blacksmith shop just by knowing how to forge, but you also need approval from the Yamen or transfer from the blacksmith.

Ding Zhao said, "I still have a few taels of silver for my private house."

Zhang said, "I also have some private houses."

Ding Xiang said, "Xiangxiang has private rooms, so show them out."

"We have them too," Ding Lichun and Ding Liren said.

Several people went back to the house to get their private rooms.

Ding Xiang ran to the south room and took out the big box, took out the three pieces of paper from the bottom and hid them in an old shoe, and then put the shoe under the couch.

A few months ago, Ding Xiang secretly made a simple quill pen with goose feathers, wrote down the information on a piece of paper, and redrawn the portrait of Mother Li and the scene in her dream.

She took the box and went to the upper room.

Because Ding Chi and Ding Zhuang bought several pieces of jewelry, Ding Xiang's private house had the most, worth dozens of taels of silver.

Ding Zhao and Zhang had nine taels of silver and some big money in their private rooms. Zhang also took out some jewelry.

Ding Zhao looked at Ding Xiang sheepishly again, and he also brought the seven small pearls.

The excuse was, "When Xiangxiang was born, Doctor Fang gave it to her. This is a Nanzhu, which is worth more than ten taels of silver. Dad is so sorry for Xiangxiang that he even took out this thing."

The little clothes were not worth much, so I didn’t take them.

Although Ding Xiang felt sorry for those small beads, she felt that it was time to take them out at this time.

Ding Lichun and Ding Liren's private houses combined only had a few tens of cash.

Not counting jewelry, the total of everything is about five or six hundred taels of silver. Jewelry cannot be sold for its original price, it depends on how others estimate it.

The money borrowed from Jiaozipu was 1,200 taels. The loan date was three days and one month away, and the interest was 36 taels of silver. The total amount owed is one thousand two hundred and thirty-six taels.

There is still a shortfall of six or seven hundred taels of silver. After deducting the one hundred taels promised by the Guo family, there is still a shortfall of five or six hundred taels.

The Tang family hates Ding Chi, and they may not be able to borrow money, nor can they borrow more money. Other relatives are poor, and the total borrowed money will not exceed twenty taels. As for friends, Ding Zhuang and his son really haven't made any rich friends. It would be good if they could scrape together ten thousand dollars.

How should I pay back after losing so much money?

Ding Xiang was extremely frustrated. She, a time-travelling girl, had no choice at all at this time.

Maybe I can have a sweet dream and find Ding Chi and Tang, but what's the use of finding them? After beating Ding Chi to death, he still had to pay back the money.

There was really nothing she could do to raise so much money in three days.

Paintings with different formats, if your fingers are not flexible enough, there is no place to sell them at a high price. She sold the pirated storybooks, regardless of whether others regarded her as a fairy or not. She couldn't write a masterpiece in such a short time, and her short stories couldn't be sold for hundreds of taels of silver. Selling vegetable recipes, if there are no raw materials at home, my parents will not buy them obediently...

They had to ask Mr. Zhang to make up some different ones and sell them, but they weren't worth much.

If you can't repay the money, you can only continue to borrow loan sharks, and then find ways to make more money when you have enough time.

Seeing that she had filled in all her belongings and still lacked so much money, Mrs. Zhang could no longer bear it and burst into tears.

"Uh huh... It's over, this family is over. What should we do?"

The crying was extremely sad, and Ding Liren also started crying. Ding Lichun held back his tears and wiped his tears with his sleeves.

Ding Xiang didn't cry either and buried her head in Ding Zhuang's arms.

She feels that the softest emotions can sometimes become the most powerful forces. Now only she can give grandpa the strength to let him, the patriarch, lead the family through the difficulties.

Ding Zhuang patted his granddaughter on the back and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid of Xiangxiang. I and your father will support you and won't let you suffer."

Lilac couldn't hold it in any longer and sobbed. She pressed her face tightly against Ding Zhuang's chest to prevent herself from crying.

Ding Zhuang coaxed, "Don't cry, I still have a trump card."

Several people choked on their cries and looked at Ding Zhuang.

Ding Zhao understood somewhat and looked at his father sadly.

I saw Ding Zhuang knocking hard on the bottom of the wooden box a few times, and then taking off the wooden board underneath. There was actually a mezzanine.

He took out a dagger from it.

The dagger's sheath is made of cowhide, with a row of copper nails nailed on it, which looks very delicate.

Ding Zhuang pulled out the dagger, and it glowed coldly. With a flick of his hand, the dagger flew out and stuck on the iron grapple in the corner of the room.

Seeing that the iron bar was broken through, several screams came from the room.

Ding Zhuang stood up and went over to take out the dagger. There was a small hole in the iron grip.

Ding Lichun said in shock, "Iron is like clay, how could I have such a good thing?"

Ding Zhuang sat down, his eyes fixed on the dagger, and murmured, "When I was young, I got a small piece of good iron by chance. I spent more than a year secretly tempering it, and it was refined over and over again. , that’s why I got such a good baby.”

Ding Zhao also remembered his father hitting this dagger. At that time, his mother had just died, and Ding Zhao and Ding Zhuang lived in the iron shop. Ding Zhuang couldn't get rid of his longing for his wife, so he hit that piece of iron. Sometimes he wouldn't sleep all night, just playing ping-pong-pong.

The neighbors were furious, but they didn't dare to offend Ding Zhuang and let him beat him day and night for more than a year.