This courtesy made Han Jiang a little embarrassed. She got angry with her three days ago and didn't like her. However, she was a junior tribute and not at all perfunctory.
The young man also bowed: "Good uncle and Gongshu, and his nephew and grandson Zhao are polite." Zhao is Han Zhao.
A grand nephew who is older than himself.
Han Jiang touched her body, and there seemed to be no gift for her to give her.
Han Tuozhou said, "Zhi Ge'er likes money, Zhao'er likes military books."
Han Jiang said, "Then this is easy. I will show you a way for Brother Qi to earn tens of eight million yuan a day, and let him sit in the room and count the money until his hands cramped."
Han Tuozhou gave Han Jiang a blank look and said nothing.
Han Jiang continued: "Zhao'er likes military books. When I look back, I will write one for him and find another one for him that may not have been lost."
Han Tuozhou's hand holding chopsticks shook. He had seen a crazy person, but had never seen such a crazy person.
I have seen people who talk nonsense, but I have never seen people who speak so uncontrollably.
Han Yuan saw that Han Tuozhou's face changed and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang said, the one that has not been lost is there, in our Han Mansion, we can still find it if we want to find it."
Is it a joke?
No, Han Jiang is serious.
With the power of the Han family, Han Qi likes money. It is really not difficult to earn thousands or eight million chunks under legal and reasonable circumstances. Han Jiang does not need to go through business at all, he earns money to make rules.
As for the book.
Thirty-six strategies, which later generations liked a little military, could not memorize and read. This book was in the Southern and Northern Dynasties and was written in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Han Jiang believed that he could find some information and recall that he could compile a catalog.
That other book.
After pouring a glass of wine, Han Jiang was very serious: "This book should be divided into two volumes, or more. The title of the book is Wu Mu's suicide note."
Click!
Han Zhao's chopsticks fell to the ground.
Han Tuozhou coughed lightly, not knowing whether he was dissatisfied with Han Jiang's nonsense or dissatisfied with Han Zhao's dissatisfaction.
Han Jiang smiled indifferently and poured wine for Han Tuozhou: "Dad, respect Dad."
"Yeah." Han Tuozhou raised his glass and drank it all, and then said, "Put your mind more on your own affairs. If you don't care about your father, it doesn't mean you don't pay attention."
"Yes." Han Jiang also raised his glass: "Dad is at ease, it's not a big deal to do this."
Han Tongqing, Han Qi, and Han Zhao, the grandson, instantly felt a very uneasy when they sat at the table. With their life experience, Han Tuozhou must be angry at this time.
He actually dares to say nothing about it.
Han Jiang, do you want to try the strong rattan or your butt?
An amazing scene appeared.
Han Tuozhou actually picked up a dish for Han Jiang: "Try it, this roast goose is considered the No. 1 in Lin'an Mansion."
Roast goose is not a goose, but it turns out to be a vegetarian dish when eaten.
Although it's a bit sweet, it's really delicious.
After dinner, Han Tuozhou said, "There are still things in the village. You can take Brother Qi to do it. When will it be done and what to do? Watch it for your father."
Han Jiang thought for a while: "If you don't have to hurry after the New Year, put it before the spring plowing. If you are anxious, I will do it urgently."
"what ever."
Han Jiang asked again: "Dad, can I ask Brother Tongqing for help? A small matter."
Han Tuozhou glanced at Han Tongqing and shook his head: "Do it yourself."
"Good thing."
"Do it yourself."
Han Jiang shrugged and stopped arguing.
There are some things that Han Jiang doesn't want to do in person, but since Han Tuozhou insists, he can't refuse.
Han Jiang stood up and said, "Dad, I'll leave."
"kindness."
After Han Jiang left, Han Tuozhou said to Han Tongqing: "Look at me, please tidy up this main courtyard and leave me a study room, and the rest belongs to Brother Jiang. Do you have anything you don't want?"
"No, if possible, I can give him any military governor."
"Nothing." Although Han Tuozhou cursed, he knew in his heart that none of Han Tongqing's family wanted to be an official, and they didn't even want to care about family affairs. They just wanted to eat, drink and have fun happily.
Han Yuan stood up and said, "Master, I'll play chess with Brother Jiang."
Han Tuozhou nodded.
Han Jiang's courtyard.
Han Jiang came back as soon as Han Yuan arrived.
As the chief attendant of the Korean government, Han Jiang brought out his best tea, which is definitely either a tea-tart style or a straight brew style of Han Jiang.
"Jiang Ge'er's tea is different."
"This tea drinks taste, not shape, or just the shape of tea foam. What about tea? I think this is putting the cart before the horse, and tea is still the taste of tea after all."
"It's reasonable." Han Yuan recognized Han Jiang's words.
Putting it on the chessboard, Han Yuan took the initiative to push Heizi to Han Jiang: "Brother Jiang, if it was still the same day, no one in the world will be able to solve the problem."
Han Jiang pulled the black piece of chess box: "Old Yuan, I actually don't know how to play chess."
Han Yuan was holding the hand holding the pistol and hung in the air, looking up at Han Jiang. The meaning was very obvious. You were already in a state of blackness and you said you could not play chess.
Han Jiang reached out and placed a particle in his small eyes: "Old Yuan, why not try it without a seat, I'll leave first."
"Okay." Han Yuan did not refuse. After Han Jiang made a move, he also lost a piece of the chessboard after observing the chessboard.
After the third son fell, Han Yuan's fourth son began to compete with Han Jiang for the first corner. Han Jiang used the second move to high clamp. This is the basic shape of the demon sword style, one high hanging two high clamps.
Form.
Han Yuan stopped when he fell into the thirteenth son. He knew that he had lost the corner. In this case, even if the opponent's chess power was a little weaker than him, he would be unable to win. However, Han Yuan did not give up, and his eyes turned to another corner of Han Jiangluozi, with his small eyes hanging on the corner.
In the system of semen, two subs are placed in the star position.
Without a seat, Han Jiang's horn made Han Yuan think for a while, and then cut inward first. Han Jiang had almost no thoughts and directly covered Han Yuan's inward.
After ten sons again, Han Yuan had to admit that he had lost this corner.
Looking at the two corners of his move, he has experienced Han Jiang's backhand style. He will definitely throw another corner. He will lose another corner on the chessboard with golden horns and silver edges. Will he still use it if he loses three corners?
Han Yuan threw himself into his son.
Han Jiang said while holding his chess, "Old Yuan may not believe it. I really only know three moves. After five years of learning chess, I only learned these three moves. I dare to say that I could barely get started. If Mr Yuan didn't beat me at this time, it was not that I was strong, but that these three moves were too strong, so strong that I could hurt myself."
"Three moves?"
"Yes, the most difficult move to learn is called the Demon Sword. I have learned this move for five years but I dare not use it. I will hurt myself more severely than the opponent if I make a mistake. The second move is my favorite, the Big Avalanche, because once I get the upper hand, I can continue to expand my advantage step by step. The last move is called Big Slash. I didn't learn it all, because my teacher told me that Big Slash changes."
Chapter completed!