Dengtuzi, this is Zhang Yi’s new nickname!

If I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out. Didn’t I just take a look at it? Why did I become a disciple?

When I returned to Xinghuafang by carriage, my house was in an uproar. Since I learned that my grandson only charges 30% of the rent a year, the old lady has to hang herself, saying that she can't live.

Finally, Zhang Xiang and the servants stood up to stabilize the old lady, and the whole yard had already become chaotic. Suddenly, the whole Zhang mansion was covered by dark clouds, except for the old lady's sobs, it was soaring that it was sore that the needle could be heard.

"You just let me die, it's still quiet if I die!" Mrs. Lai sat scattered on the stone stool in the yard, snot and tears said, "Why have we never seen anyone kindly when we were in trouble? Every day, I got up early and went to bed, why didn't I see anyone helping me wash? And Xiang'er, who was only ten years old at that time, was so young, and had to help those sisters in the teaching office to make the night fragrance. Who had ever felt sorry for?"

The more Mrs. Lai spoke, she became more and more angry and immediately hit the wall again. She was so scared that Lao Zhong quickly called the servant to block in front of her before she could calm down.

"Grandma, isn't grandson accumulating virtue for our family?" Zhang Yi had to persuade him, "Besides, when did you see your grandson so generous? Now you just want them to taste some sweetness. Even if you are fishing, you still have to get some bait first. If we want a horse to run, we have to make them full, right? Otherwise, how can they have the strength to make money for our family?"

Old Zhong also hurriedly said, "Old Madam, what the young master said is reasonable! You don't know, when we were in Lingnan, we had no money and no land, so what are you doing?"

"What's wrong?" When talking about how Zhang Yi started his career in Lingnan, the old lady immediately became interested.

"The young master found a group of local savages to teach them fishing. They took 70% of our family and 30% of them, but do you know what happened in the end?" As he said that, Lao Zhong kept it absent-looking, as if he was just doing it.

"Let me tell me, what happened to those savages in the end?" The old lady was anxious. She was so excited that she had just heard half of the sentence, but Lao Zhong stopped talking.

Not only the old lady, but also Zhang Xiang and all the servants were waiting for Lao Zhong's following.

"Hmph! In the end, all the savages became money for our family! Old lady, just a few days ago, there was a member of dried salted fish in the document given to you. That was agreed by Duke Yue, it was accomplished!"

"Only enough? Isn't it 30%?" Hearing that he only had 10% of the total, the old lady was disappointed.

In the old lady's mind, since the method was to think of it, she would have to account for 70% of it, but she felt uncomfortable again because of this.

"Oh my old lady, don't look like you only have a total of 10, but you can't stand the number of people! Now half of the savages in Lingnan have been taken to fish by the soldiers and dried fish. Besides, you know that the relationship here is complicated, the military, caravan, and local governments. Why do you have to score a little? But even if we only have a total of 10 members, think about how much it will cost in the year?"

The old lady felt that she was already confused. How many savages are there in the little savages? How much is the savage? After thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure it out, but she probably figured it out that there were a lot of savages, and there were a lot of savages!

Seeing that the old lady was not seeking death, Lao Zhong continued, "So, it is his reason for the young master to give those mud legs some sweetness. Don't look at the fact that those people are smiling happily now and then they will make money for our family!"

The old lady was happy, but she was still worried. In order to prevent her grandson from making a fortune, she decided to move to Jingyang as soon as possible.

Since you want to move, you must have a house. Of course, this house cannot be too shabby! After all, the place where the Zhang family lives now is still given by Shen Kuohai. Although you can still see it, it is given by someone else. In the eyes of the old lady, she is okay to be the place to stay in Chang'an. But if you really want to treat it as the front of the Zhang family, you must start the house again and build it according to the maximum limit of the Viscount.

Of course, this proposal immediately won everyone's approval, including Zhang Yi.

Changan is indeed good, but the danger factor is too high when swaying in front of the big guys all day long. If you are not careful, you will be trapped. Whether it is for your own safety or to meet a woman in white inexplicably again, it is a good choice.

Therefore, the Zhang family’s construction of a new house was quickly put on the agenda.

The Zhang family is not short of money. At least the income Zhang Yi brought back from Lingnan is enough to spend a long time, so Zhang Yi felt that since he wanted to build a house, it was better to build a better house, so he immediately spent half a day outlining the renderings that he was quite satisfied with.

The renderings are very beautiful and even beautiful when they were released, and they received praise from all over the Zhang Mansion. However, it was difficult to build them.

Who has ever seen a small foreign building with three floors? Not to mention the three floors, even the two floors are made of wooden boards. However, Zhang Yi actually said that he would not use wood. The craftsman who was invited to invest immediately stood up and said goodbye.

Can he build such things by humans?

Zhang Yi felt that these people were all old people, and they said it was impossible if they had never seen anything before. He didn't believe in evil. In the future, the Viscount Mansion must be a three-story small foreign building with white walls and tiles on it!

It’s just that craftsmen are in trouble. A craftsman is definitely not good. It’s probably true that people from the Ministry of Works, but how could they pay attention to his small viscount when they build gardens for the emperor?

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Yi still felt that he wanted to find a big shot in Chang'an to see if he could get some better craftsmen. So Feng Zhidai, as a good brother, soon had a place to use his skills.

"Zhidai, we are brothers!" When Yi saw Feng Zhidai and Zhang Yi, he immediately changed into the posture of two deputy brothers.

"Lizi, don't use this trick. Last time I said it was a brother, you snatched more than ten pearls. But my father was about to present it to His Majesty and I was embarrassed to offer it! Besides, every time you show this expression, I think you must have some conspiracy waiting for me, so I think it's better not to be brothers!" Feng Zhidae curled his lips and quickly took a few steps back.

He had a thorough understanding of Zhang Yi's virtue. As long as he opened a hole and was injured, he must be himself, so he decided not to turn off Zhang Yi's clever words and despise him.
Chapter completed!