I wrote novels in the Republic of China

Sang Jingyun reviewed the original owner's memory and figured out the identity of the visitor.

This man's surname is Li, and he was once one of Sang Xuewen's bad friends.

Sang Yuanshan was a capable man. He was doing very well in Shanghai County in his early years and brought boxes of silver home.

When Sang Xuewen was born, his career was at its peak.

As a result, Sang Xuewen lived a life of luxury since childhood and had never suffered any hardship.

Sang Xuewen is a man of loose means and loves to have fun. All the playboys in Shanghai are on good terms with him.

The man in front of him was just a follower of Sang Xuewen. However, Shanghai changed very quickly in this era. Now, the other party has hooked up with capable people in the concession and has a big business, but the Sang family has gone bankrupt.

So, this is a show of force.

After Boss Li finished speaking, he heard no one answering and shouted, "Where are you? Where are you, Mr. Sang? You can't hide behind a bunch of women and not pay back your debts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Sang Xuewen coming out of the house with dull eyes and staggering steps.

Sang Qianshi was an ordinary village woman with a plain appearance, but Sang Yuanshan was extremely handsome.

Sang Xuewen is like Sang Yuanshan. He used to be a handsome young man, but now he has no energy and is too thin. He looks like a skeleton covered with human skin with a tattered gown hanging on it.

Sang Jingyun had been recuperating from illness during the past two days. This was the first time he saw his father. After seeing him, he felt mixed emotions.

In recent years, Sang Xuewen has made people want to drown him in a urine bucket, but in the past, Sang Xuewen was extremely good to his wife, children and parents.

Every day when he comes back from playing, he would bring some snacks home.

Begonia cake, herb pear paste candy, five-spice beans, Sullivan's biscuits, Dutch water... everything is available.

He would take his children to every temple fair. When Sang Jingyun was still young, he would always let Sang Jingyun sit on his neck to watch the acrobatics.

In the past, he probably learned Sang Yuanshan's love for children since he was young, and he was really good to his children.

The young Sang Jingyun was sitting on his neck eating rice dumplings made with glutinous rice wine and accidentally knocked the bowl over his head, but he didn't care at all. After coaxing the frightened Sang Jingyun, he continued to watch the monkey show with a head full of glutinous rice wine on his head.

Unfortunately, no matter how good a person is, he will change once he gets addicted to gambling and drugs.

Sang Xuewen looked at Boss Li, his mouth trembling, unable to speak.

Boss Li started to ridicule him again: "Mr. Sang, why are you like this? You're wearing clothes that are so wrinkled? Do you want me to give you some old clothes?"

Sang Xuewen looked numb, but Sang Qianshi stepped forward and said, "Shopkeeper Li, I have prepared the hundred yuan Xuewen owes you."

Boss Li was a little surprised. He looked at the portrait of Sang Yuanshan on the broken mahogany table and snorted coldly, "Boss Sang died a good death. I heard that you took the funeral money and the funeral was simple. You finally managed to save up this hundred yuan!"

After hearing this, Sang Xuewen finally couldn't help it and rushed towards Boss Li, wanting to fight him.

But before he could get close, the servants behind Boss Li held him on the left and right.

Boss Li smiled and yelled, "Be careful, don't hurt Young Master Sang, or he'll blackmail you for the medicine!"

"Ahhhhhh!" Sang Xuewen shouted hoarsely, tears and snot streaming out, it was a horrible sight.

Sang Jingyun saw that his little sister was already tightly hugged by her mother. They were both trembling, but Sang Qianshi remained calm.

Sang Qian didn't look at her son, who was in tears, but went into the house and brought out a bamboo basket and placed it in front of Boss Li: "Here is a hundred yuan."

Bamboo baskets were common at that time, used to store food and other sundries. One hundred silver dollars were placed in this bamboo basket, and when they were placed on the ground, the silver dollars knocked against each other, making a clanging sound.

A silver dollar weighs seven cents and three fen, and one hundred silver dollars weigh seventy-three taels, which is not light.

Boss Li kicked the bamboo basket with his foot and said arrogantly: "Madam Sang, I need to check this money. Please move a stool for me to sit on."

"Mr. Li..." Sang Xuewen wanted to curse, but Boss Li's servant blocked his mouth with the sweat towel hanging around his neck.

Seeing that there was no empty stool in the room, Sang Jingyun had already stood up. Sang Qianshi then moved the bamboo chair she was originally sitting on and gave it to Boss Li to sit on.

Boss Li sat on a bamboo chair with a big horse and a golden sword. He took out a brand new one-yuan coin from his pocket and knocked it against the silver coins given to him by Sang Qianshi one by one. When he felt that the sound was ok, he put it aside and stacked ten silver coins into a stack.

While counting the money, he also ridiculed Sang Xuewen: "Young Master Sang, without your father, how are you going to live in the future? Do you want to pull a cart for me? No, you can't pull a cart with your body, I'm afraid you can only beg for food."

Sang Xuewen no longer had the energy to make a fuss and could only shed tears woodenly.

Boss Li put all the money that was not a problem aside, and in the end, only two silver dollars were left in the basket.

He took one of the coins and knocked it for Sang Qianshi to hear: "Madam Sang, listen to the sound, this sound is wrong! This is a copper-studded foreign currency."

Yangdian is the local dialect name for silver dollars. At that time, the silver dollars were required to be made of 98% pure silver, but there were many 飄飄 on the market. Those 飄飄 would contain more copper or lead, so the sound of knocking would be different from that of ordinary silver dollars.

The value of this kind of silver dollar is not as good as that of silver dollars with high purity.

"I'll change it for Boss Li." Sang Qianshi went into the house again and took out a few strings of copper coins.

Boss Li said, "Mrs. Sang is a generous person, so give me another hundred copper coins."

At that time in Shanghai, silver dollars and copper coins were used together, and a smaller silver currency than silver dollars was also commonly used, which was called silver dimes. A silver dollar was called "one yuan", and silver dimes were denoted by weight, including "one dimes", "two dimes" and "five dimes".

These coins were not converted into equal amounts. The conversion ratio varied according to the silver price of the day. When the silver price was high, one silver dollar could be exchanged for 130 copper coins. When the silver price was low, one silver dollar could only be exchanged for 120 copper coins.

Paper money also circulated, but was not trusted.

Sang Qianshi's copper coins were exactly one hundred in a string. She gave a string to Boss Li, who then threw it to a servant and said, "Share this money between the two of you. It's a reward for your hard work."

The two servants bowed repeatedly to express their gratitude and spoke auspicious words in a flattering manner.

Boss Li asked them to pack up the silver coins on the ground and gave the IOU to Mrs. Sang Qian: "Madam Sang, we will settle the account now! This time, for the sake of the recently deceased Boss Sang, I will not charge you interest. Next time Young Master Sang comes to borrow money, I will not be so polite."

Sang Qian received the IOU and thanked him respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Li, for your leniency today."

Boss Li walked out with his hands behind his back.

When he got outside, he said, "There are still three thousand nails in the broken boat. I didn't expect that the Sang family could pay back the money!"

A servant beside him said, "Why doesn't the shopkeeper charge interest? That family got a bargain."

Boss Li said, "Sang Yuanshan has been in Shanghai for fifty or sixty years. Although his family business was ruined by Sang Xuewen, he still has some reputation. As soon as he dies, I will do my best. Who will dare to do business with me in the future?"

Upon hearing this, the two servants complimented Boss Li and praised his foresight.

Sang family.

After Boss Li left, Sang Qian closed the gate of the courtyard.

Sang Xuewen was sweating all over, rolling on the ground and twitching, muttering to himself, and it was unclear whether he was calling "Yan" or "Dad".

Sang Qian sat beside him dejectedly and scolded him: "You beast, you little beast!"

As she spoke, Sang Qian, who had been holding on, began to burst into tears.

Lu Ying and Sang Jingli had already burst into tears.

Sang Jingying and Sang Jingxiong are not at home. If they were, they would probably cry too.

Sang Jingyun walked up to Sang Qianshi and said to her, "Grandma, please send dad back to the house. Don't scare my sister."

When Sang Qian heard what her eldest granddaughter said and saw that her younger granddaughter was trembling with fear, she got up and dragged her son back into the house.

Seeing this, Sang Jingyun said again: "Grandma, lock the door."

Although Sang Xuewen is a bastard, he has a really good relationship with Sang Yuanshan, who has spoiled him since childhood.

That day he stole Lu Ying's silver locket, bought opium and went home. When he learned that Sang Yuanshan had passed away, he fainted. He has not gone out for the past few days and looked like he was determined to change his ways.

But this was not the first time he swore to change, but Sang Jingyun didn't believe him.

In the past few years, Sang Xuewen always swore to the sky that he would quit smoking, but the next second he was addicted to smoking and only wanted opium.

If they don't lock him up, he will run out to borrow money again. What will they do then?
While crying, Sang Qian found a brass lock and locked the room where Sang Xuewen and Lu Ying lived.

Sang Jingyun then said, "Grandma, I want to talk to you."

After coming here, Sang Jingyun thought about his future more than once.

She thought about abandoning the Sang family and making a living on her own, but she quickly put the idea behind her.

Firstly, the Sang family loved the original owner very much, and she borrowed the original owner's body to live again, so it would be hard for her to abandon them.

Secondly, she was only sixteen years old at the time and was still a woman. If she lost her family and encountered any problems, she would be at the mercy of others.

The public security these days is not very good. In Shanghai County, there are many real estate hooligans who are also involved in prostitution, gambling and drugs.

In his previous life, Sang Jingyun read information and learned that when their country was just established, there were 100,000 women openly engaged in the prostitution industry in Shanghai.

Now it is the early years of the Republic of China, and there are not so many women working in this industry, but the situation is not much better. She is very weak and has no one to protect her. She might be sold to the red-light district.

If that really happens, there will be no one to turn to!

Since she wasn't planning on leaving, she had to find a way to make life easier for the Sang family.

Sang Xuewen must not be let go. Lu Ying is indecisive and unreliable, and his younger brothers and sisters are still young... She needs to discuss with Sang Qianshi how their family will live in the future.

Sang Qian glanced at Sang Jingyun and opened her door: "Ayun, you and grandma come in."

Sang Jingyun followed Sang Qianshi into the house and saw that there was only a broken bed and a few very old mahogany boxes in Sang Qianshi's room, and nothing else.

"Grandma, how much money do we have left?" Sang Jingyun asked directly.

They have a large family and spend a lot of money on food every day, but they have no income.

I don’t know how much money is left at home.

(End of this chapter)