Although he had regained some strength, Jiang Fan was still in low spirits and sat lazily fishing by the lake. The fish had been taking the bait for a long time and he seemed unaware.

Yu Wencheng was very worried, so he sat beside him and talked to him, trying to divert the master's attention.

"...Also, the grassland has begun cooperation with King Zuo Xian on salt marsh mining. King Zuo Xian can send a large amount of coarse salt, ceramics, wine and other goods every month and has made huge profits..."

This incident obviously brought Mr. Jiang back to his senses. He lifted up the fishing rod, picked off the palm-sized fish and threw it back into the ice hole.

"Is everything going well over there in the prairie?"

Yuwen Chengxin saw this and knew that he had regained his energy, so he said: "Well, everything went smoothly. My father is in charge of this now.

The coarse salt is sent to Lishan Twelve Workshops for processing, and 30% of the proceeds are sold to the grassland and can be earned dozens of times. The remaining 70% is currently supplied to Qin's domestic needs.

Porcelain and colored glaze were sold at sky-high prices among the prairie nobles, and wine was in short supply and the price skyrocketed, a hundred times higher than the price in Qin."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Very good, all the gold and silver collected will be put into the treasury, and the war horses, furs, grain and grass will be secretly sent to Lishan for deployment."

"A new warehouse was built over Mount Li, which is much larger in scale. Except for the treasures that are placed in the mortal residence, all other materials are transported there for storage. We call it the New Eight Great Warehouses.

The only problem is that the war horses need a racecourse. We plan to contact Chen He, the servant, and ask him to help find a solution."

Jiang Fan nodded in agreement: "Yes, the horse administration happens to be managed by the servant. If necessary, I can write a handwritten letter. There are three main horse farms in Qin. It is best to choose the closer Longxi horse farm for placement."

Yu Wencheng nodded heartily in agreement.

Jiang Fan said: "When doing business with the grassland, you must be extremely careful, but at the same time, you must be quick. Sooner or later, the other three kings and the Golden Horde Royal Court will find something wrong. I'm afraid there will be other variables at that time."

Yuwen Chengxin expressed her understanding, and then she mentioned the prince with the big chin.

"This man has now become a qualified dungeon guard. Due to his good performance, he has received two monthly salary increases. Now he is earning 800 coins per month."

Jiang Fan was a little funny: "You are really naughty, and it's not like you can't afford it. I've already given you enough stuff, okay?"

Yuwen Cheng pouted heartily: "Didn't you say you don't raise idle people, especially barbarians from the prairie? With your permission. Sister Gu said that this is conducive to education. I think it's not bad, this guy every

At the end of the month, when the money was distributed, I was so happy, but I lost to the jail bosses after only a few days. At the end of the month, I didn’t even have the money to buy wine. I often bought credit at the wine cellar. You didn’t look at the credit and blushed.

It’s so rough, so funny, hehe..."

The dignified prince of the prairie has now turned into a wage earner, even earning money for wine on credit. Thinking of this scene, Jiang Fan couldn't help laughing, and the gloom of the three days was swept away.

Jiang Fan, who was in a cheerful mood, couldn't help but tease his good disciple.

"I heard that your senior brother also often buys wine on credit?"

Speaking of his senior brother, Yuwen Chengxin's face turned a little red, but he curled his lips in anger: "The training money is not enough for him, and he owes more than 6,000 yuan."

Jiang Fan narrowly blinked his eyes: "Why, you didn't pay back some for him?"

Yuwen Chengxin was greatly ashamed when his master looked at him like this: "I...why should I pay it back for him? Master, you asked me to manage the accounting room. Didn't you say that public and private matters should be separated..."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "You can lend it to him privately, anyway, you two..."

Yuwen Chengxin covered his face with his hands: "No, no, the master is a scoundrel!"

Jiang Fan pulled her hand away, "Tsk tsk... What a beautiful girl. What's up with that idiot Meng Yi? Why don't you understand the charm?"

Yu Wencheng couldn't stay any longer, so he took off his skirt and ran away.

Jiang Fan shook his head and continued fishing with a smile.

When we talked about Prince Du Lun just now, Jiang Fan thought of the pages from the Wolf's Lair and wondered if he could take a trip to Southern Xinjiang while the cold weather was freezing. Moreover, at this time of year, Southern Xinjiang should be much better than the north.

…

But now that he can't leave for the next few days, he still has to wait for two people. One of them is, of course, his master Tianjizi. He doesn't want to miss the battle between his master and his wife. After all... it depends on whether he can speak hard at home in the future.

A tough question...

The next day, Mr. Jiang received a report from Long Si, saying that there was an old Taoist priest who claimed to be his master, but he was wearing shabby clothes and looked like a charlatan...

Jiang Fan was stunned and hurriedly went out to check. Sure enough, what he saw was that fat body and big face.

However, he was stopped at the door by the Dragon Eagle Guard, probably because the old Taoist said, "I'm here to find my apprentice."

Long Yi was a little confused at the time and asked who your apprentice was.

The old Taoist said, "Xiaoyao Wang Jiangfan".

Long Yi and Long Si, who were on duty, were anxious at that time. You shabby old man in rags are so bold. Why didn't you say that you were the grandfather of the Jade Emperor?

Who is the prince? You actually said that he is his master? The prince is a heavenly person, who is worthy of being his master?

After a quarrel, Gu Beiyan was finally alerted. Although she was very suspicious, she still asked Long Si to inform Jiang Fan.

When Jiang Fan hurried out, he was shocked at the first sight: "Master, why are you acting like this?" wΑpkanshu Wu

Long Yi and Long Si were shocked, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, is this your master?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "Yes, he taught me formation... martial arts."

It turned out that this beggar-like old Taoist was really the prince's martial arts master. The two of them slapped themselves a dozen times. Fortunately, Jiang Fan said that those who don't know are not to blame, and quickly invited the old Taoist priest in.

Tianjizi drank two pots of tea in one breath before heaving a sigh of relief.

Jiang Fan looked him up and down and said, "Master, what are you... doing to end up like this?"

No wonder Jiang Fan was surprised. The old Taoist had a bruised nose and swollen face, several strands of his fly whisk were broken, and his Taoist robe was in tatters, even his calves were exposed. With this image, no wonder he was considered a liar.

Tianjizi coughed: "Uh... Well, I had an accident..."

"Accident?" Jiang Fan was curious: "Master, it doesn't look like an accident. You got into a fight with someone? No, who could make you look like this?"

Tianjizi's old face was a little confused, and he said: "That... was a fight..."

Now Jiang Fan's curiosity aroused even more. He could beat the number one person in the world to a bruised nose, swollen face, and ragged clothes. Who is so awesome?

"I took a trip to Taihua..."

"Taihua?" Jiang Fan was stunned: "Master, why are you going to Taihua?"

Tian Jizi snorted unhappily: "Those old guys from Taihua are targeting my disciple, I have to go find out what happened."

Jiang Fan was deeply moved at that time: "Master, you always vent your anger on your disciple..."

The pie-faced man shook his head: "No, no, I just want to find out why they are doing it. Is it because you are really a scourge? If that is the case, I have to clean up the division..."

Jiang Fan was immediately speechless.

"...Then, do you have anything to ask?"
Chapter completed!