Chapter 292 Ready-Made Sponsor

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

Su Peng cast his gaze on Su Zhengxing's face, and Su Zhengxing had a wary expression on his face.

"Don't look at your father. If I get sued, I will be kicked out of my job. From now on, the family will blame you for making money to support the family. We will all have to drink the northwest wind."

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

"It's going to be the day to receive your salary soon. Now there are two more mouths in the family. If you go gambling again, I will find a rope and hang you in front of the gate, bringing shame to your old Su family." ”

"You! You are so stupid and short-sighted. Am I gambling? I am trying to maintain relationships with my colleagues. I don't pray to Buddha for everything. There is no point in praying for the trouble when it comes."

Su Zhengxing raised his chin and felt confident.

She was a merchant girl from the Qin family. Her family's business was in jeopardy and she was not the richest man in the capital. Su Zhengxing never took her seriously.

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

"I don't have the experience of a shrew like you, but you will love me to death." 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 had enough quarreling? If the quarrel continues, I won't be able to remember what I just said."

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

Mrs. Qin added a small piece of black charcoal to the brazier as she spoke. As the charcoal was put down, a puff of green smoke rose from the brazier.

"Ahem..."

A choking smell suddenly filled the room.

Seeing her son covering his nose and coughing violently, Ms. Qin quickly pushed open the partially closed window.

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

Su Peng took a breath and said, "Mom, don't buy this low-quality charcoal in the future. It's very choking."

"Son! Don't imitate your father who is so generous. He doesn't know how expensive firewood and rice are. My mother also wants to use smokeless and high-quality charcoal, but the price is several times that of ordinary charcoal. Our family can't afford it!"

Seeing his mother's sad face, Su Peng said firmly: "Mom, don't worry, when my son makes money, our family will use good charcoal every day."

"Many people know the recipe for barbecue today. My uncle heard from the bun seller next door that selling barbecue is cheaper, less burdensome, and more profitable than selling buns. My son thinks this is true. Mom, what do you think?"

Looking at her son's expectant eyes, Mrs. Qin quickly shook her head, "Mom doesn't know how to sell steamed buns, and I've never had any barbecue. Ask your bastard father about this."

Su Zhengxing was lying on the bed undressed and heard Mr. Qin scolding him.

He sat up suddenly, glared at Mrs. Qin and said, "You still don't believe me when I say you are short-sighted. Selling buns from dawn to dusk, you will never make a fortune even if you are exhausted.

Selling barbecue is different. How much does a pound of meat cost? How many skewers do you have to make? Can you figure it out? Calling you a merchant girl is flattering you. "

Mrs. Qin retorted unconvinced, "Look at what you can do. You don't even understand what kind of meat others sell. If you have the skills, you can sell kebabs."

Seeing that his parents were like firecrackers and candles, Su Peng quickly interjected, "Mom and dad, please stop arguing. My son knows that rabbit and mutton are used to make barbecue skewers."

"The meat is rich in fat, so it must taste good." Su Zhengxing said and swallowed.

"Dad is right, the bun seller said the same thing. Big meat is cheaper than mutton. If you add two pieces of meat to a skewer, the cost is even lower. The casual person can't tell the difference."

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

Mrs. Qin said with a smile: "My son is really a business genius. I have learned a lot from your uncle all these years."

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

Before Su Peng finished speaking, Su Zhengxing said loudly: "No! Starting from your grandfather, our family is a Dingshi family after all. We can't afford to lose face by setting up a stall on the roadside."

"Dad, my son has not entered the official service, so it is not a shame to have money in his hands."

Su Peng and his uncle occasionally accompany clients to the Fireworks Restaurant, where they see the extravagance of businessmen.

He felt deeply that with his father's small salary, he could not even see the top celebrity in the brothel.

Su Zhengxing glared and said sternly: "That's different. Since ancient times, businessmen, farmers, industry and commerce have been the most looked down upon. If you follow your uncle, you can only be regarded as an errand boy, not a merchant."

Su Zhengxing was so angry that his beard trembled. He took a breath and continued: "If you go into business alone, you will disgrace our family."

"My son doesn't matter. I won't study for the imperial examination anyway. It doesn't matter whether I am a merchant or not." Su Peng disagreed.

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

Mrs. Qin couldn't stand it any longer, so she said, "Father, what you said is certainly reasonable, and what my son said is also true.

Our family is not good at studying. You are able to have a casual job because of your father-in-law. There is no doubt whether Peng'er's children will be able to become officials in the future.

"Besides, those bullshit farmers, industrialists, and merchants, except for becoming officials, which farmer has a better life? They are just jealous of the money in the hands of the merchants, so they deliberately eliminate the merchants."

Su Zhengxing rolled his eyes at Mrs. Qin, "Why don't you see that your family has money? Stop putting gold on your face."

"If any noble family in the capital doesn't own a shop anymore, then it's obviously a restriction for 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 tacitly.

"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 can take him to eat, drink and visit brothels, so it is 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 fool, isn't there a ready-made sponsor?"