Chapter 42
If a person suffers a loss and is deceived, he will learn to be smart. Feng Zhidi feels that he cannot trip over the same stone twice, so he makes up his mind no matter what Zhang Yi says, he will not let go.
"I said idly, you don't think about what people called me when I was in Lingnan?" Zhang Yi curled his lips and said with great contempt for Feng Zhidai: "They all call me Zhang Caishen! Do God of Wealth know? It's just that a copper plate can become two people in an instant. You say that whether it's dried fish or sea salt, do you think that the guy who is doing it empty-handed?"
Feng Zhidai thought, this is really the case!
Putting aside Zhang Yi likes to cheat people, even his father Feng Ang had to raise his thumb to write a big word for surrender. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Zhang Yi get confused, right?
Speaking of Qian Feng Zhidai, he became interested, so two little tiger teeth appeared on his face and smiled: "Brother Zhang is looking for money from me. I misunderstood Brother Zhang just now!"
As he said that, he quickly ordered the servants to prepare wine and food for the meal and get drunk with Zhang Yi.
"Don't, you are the second son of the dignified Duke. A commoner like me, a small family like me cannot afford to call you Brother Zhang!" Zhang Yi turned his face to the side and sat on the short couch.
He was very unhappy with the habit of kneeling in Tangren. Sometimes he even felt that the reason why the beauties in the island countries who were fighting with hand-to-hand combat was so straight, he would definitely kneel all year round. Although he also liked long legs, he would not be willing to suffer this crime for his legs to be straight.
"It's past! We are brothers, are we as for the sake of words?" Feng Zhidi smiled and said, "If you don't talk about what business you have now, you can still take out hundreds of coins. As long as you can guarantee a stable profit, I will send it to you immediately to the mansion for your control!"
"Who cares about your money? It's like my buddy has no money!" Seeing that the success aroused Feng Zhidai's interest, Zhang Yi turned his head and said, "But you really can do this! You'll know that they are a slaughter, it's said that their work is a waste, so I want you to be the son of the Duke after all, and you are also a well-known figure in Chang'an City. If you go and tell Your Majesty..."
"You'd better kill me! Do you know what the general is doing? Don't say that Your Majesty is building the Zhaoyang Palace for the Supreme Emperor now, and even if there are plenty of people, do you think you can have such a big face with my face?"
"It's really not possible?" Zhang Yi didn't believe it.
"If it can be done, do you think I'm using nonsense to you?" Feng Zhidai was also drunk, and he had not lived enough to compete with the Supreme Emperor for craftsmen. However, he was very curious about Zhang Yi's financial plan, so he asked hurriedly: "Lizi, why don't you tell me what those craftsmen do you want? If I can make do with it, I can find some of the many nobles in Chang'an for you. Although I am not a prisoner, I have absolutely no choice but to say my skills!"
Zhang Yi listened and was very happy, there was a chance! He immediately took out the renderings of the small western-style building he was holding in his arms and prepared to build and said, "Take it and take a look!"
As a result, Feng Zhidai was a little confused when the paper handed over by Zhang Yi, but when he opened it, he became excited.
The white rice paper was outlined with ink lines to outline a building that he had never seen before. According to the trees drawn next to it, the building should be not low, it should be about 5 zhang, 23 cm, and 2.3 meters high, but this square thing made him wonder what this thing is for? From the appearance, it should be something like a house, because he saw the windows on it, but it was different from the usual house. The strange style and the snow-white walls made him confused.
"Lizi, what is the thing you are painting on it?" Feng Zhidai asked hurriedly.
He is very interested in novel things.
"A house, I can't even tell this!" Zhang Yi looked down on the noble young master as if he was looking at the old man.
"Is this a house?" Feng Zhidai couldn't help but widen his eyes. In his consciousness, the house should be the kind of blue brick house with three in and three out of the yard in front? He was thinking about whether such a house would collapse and immediately had a problem, so he said solemnly: "Lizi, you shouldn't want to build such a house!"
Zhang Yi thought Feng Zhidai was shocked by his later villa. He was proud to take the drawings and point at the small western-style building and smiled: "This is natural, idiot. Look, this building is made of bricks and tiles. Because it does not use wood, it can be fire-proof and waterproof, and it has three floors. I plan to make a living room and study, the second and third floors are used for living. Think about it, just staying in a spacious, bright and snow-white room, that feeling..."
"Bah! Fortunately, you met me. If you really want to create it, you will wait to be assigned to Lingnan again!" Seeing that Zhang Yi was planning to continue introducing his small foreign building, Feng Zhidai could no longer sit still and immediately attacked: "You are still happy. Do you know that even the Tai Chi Palace of Your Majesty is only four or seven meters high. You are over the system!"
Even though Zhang Yi was so nervous, he was shocked when he heard that he was out of control!
You should know that in ancient China there were quite strict regulations on identity. There were different divisions based on identity, clothing, food, housing and transportation. For example, civilians could only wear cloth clothes and not silk or silk. If they wore it, this was called over-the-counter. According to relevant laws, they would be punished very severely.
So in the Tang Dynasty, it was very simple to see a person's identity. You only need to judge the identity of the person from their clothes and the frame they ride.
Logically speaking, as a viscount, Zhang Yi's mansion cannot exceed 30 acres and cannot exceed 36 zhang high. In addition, there are standards for the decoration on the roof or the number of copper nails on the door. However, the height of the small Western-style building in his renderings is no less than 5 zhang, which is even taller than the Tai Chi Palace of the great His Majesty Li Er.
Those who know will think that Zhang Yi is young and ignorant, but what about those who don’t know? They will miss you what you want? Even His Majesty, you want to suppress your head. The nature of this is equivalent to a blatant rebellion!
So Feng Zhidai said that if Zhang Yi really created the small foreign building on the renderings and was re-equipped with Lingnan, it would be absolutely light, and it would be strange if it was not worthy!
Chapter completed!