"Is it luxurious? Capitalists are like this. They have a large family. Even if they don't have any parties, there are still twenty or thirty servants who need to eat. There is no need for a cold room, and there is no such a big refrigerator!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
In fact, there is another point that Zhang Junping did not mention, that is, in Xiangjiang, the younger generation is not allowed to take concubines due to the new legislation.
But among the older generation, there is no family that does not have three or four bedrooms, and with the children living together, it is normal for a family to have more than ten or twenty people. Add in the servants, and it is normal for a manor to have a hundred people.
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Naturally, Zhang Junping did not dare to say this, otherwise he would overturn Qiu Wenyan's jealousy.
In the evening, she had to work hard to appease the jealous Qiu Wenyan, and her fighting power surged. Even with Zhang Junping's abnormal physical fitness, he would be defeated if he didn't give up.
Zhang Junping smiled after opening the refrigerator and seeing what was inside.
A lot of things were ruined by Ding Changge and Gao Yuanchao, but there was still a lot left.
There are still a lot of things like king crabs the size of washbasins, three-foot-long deep-sea Australian lobsters, double-headed abalone, groupers, deep-sea cod, and tuna.
Zhang Junping and his family could eat for three or four days without any problem.
"Let's have a seafood dinner at noon?" Zhang Junping suggested to Qiu Wenyan as he looked at the things in the refrigerator.
"Okay! If you want to have a seafood dinner, it depends on your cooking skills, sir, but a little girl can't get these seafood." Qiu Wenyan said with a sweet smile.
"No problem, I will personally cook today to make you a seafood feast." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Brother, do you need help?" Zhao Yuzhi walked into the kitchen and asked.
"Go and have a rest! Just let me and your sister-in-law cook a seafood dinner for you guys at noon." Zhang Junping glanced at Zhao Yuzhi's swollen belly and said with a smile.
"Brother, I'm fine. I don't cook every day at home and serve them." Zhao Yuzhi said with a smile knowing that her eldest uncle was taking care of her pregnancy.
"Okay, since you want to do it, then work with your sister-in-law to help me!" Zhang Junping did not continue to refuse.
With the help of Qiu Wenyan and Zhao Yuzhi, Zhang Junping began to prepare lunch.
After a while, Zhang’s mother also walked in to help.
The four of us were all good at work, and a sumptuous lunch was soon ready.
Eat one king crab and three crabs, Australian lobster, one shrimp and three meals, as well as braised grouper, steamed cod, pan-fried tuna fillet, stir-fried celery, hand-shredded cabbage, stir-fried broccoli, etc.
When it comes to tuna, many people think of sashimi and eating it raw with wasabi.
In fact, tuna tastes better when fried.
Of course, Zhang Junping chose to fry it mainly because he had many children at home and it was difficult to eat it raw.
At lunch, there were only Zhang Junping’s family and his apprentices.
Ye Zhiming, Gao Yuanchao, and Ding Changge sent them to the castle and then said goodbye in a discerning manner.
After eating, the disciples are naturally responsible for clearing away the dishes.
Zhang Junping, Zhang's father, and Zhang Junan were sitting in the living room drinking tea and chatting.
Qiu Wenyan and Zhao Yuzhi took their children upstairs to take a nap.
Originally Tiedan did not take naps, but later I saw Zhang Junping asking his children to take naps, saying that this would be beneficial to their growth and development.
Therefore, Zhao Yuzhi also began to force Tiedan to take a nap.
"Pingzi, why did you buy so many castles and estates? You can't live there even once a year." Father Zhang knew that his eldest son was rich, but he couldn't go to such trouble if he had money.
"Dad, aren't we making money just to enjoy life better?" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"But this is too wasteful. With all the money you spent on the manor and castle, you can't spend it all even if you go out and stay in the presidential suite every day." What Father Zhang felt distressed was the waste.
"Dad, nothing is wasted!
Capitalist luxury life is inherently a huge waste.
But then again, our waste is actually an act of creating wealth, which can speed up the circulation of wealth.
You see, I have dozens of castles around the world that can feed hundreds of people a year, and all kinds of maintenance cost millions of dollars.
These are the circulation of wealth." Zhang Junping explained with a smile.
"You are talking nonsense. You have millions of dollars a year. With so much money, what can't you do?"
"Dad, tell me, with so much money, why is it not a waste?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.
"You can..." Father Zhang got stuck in the middle of his sentence.
Yes, what is it called a waste to spend millions on?
Zhang's father's original intention was that keeping it in the bank would not be considered a waste, but considering the funds he controlled, such a large amount of money would only earn interest if left in the bank.
The boss makes so much money a year, it seems like spending millions of dollars is nothing.
"Brother, how much money can you make in a year?" Zhang Junan asked in confusion as he listened to the conversation between his father and his eldest brother.
"I don't know!" Zhang Junping replied simply.
"I don't know?" Zhang Junan didn't understand this answer.
"I haven't counted it, but the money in the account is getting more and more. These millions of dollars are probably equivalent to half a day's earnings." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
When it comes to the money he makes in half a day, Zhang Junping is quite modest.
His calligraphy and paintings are often hyped, and the price of one foot has reached millions of dollars.
This is the real price, not the price in the auction house.
He can create a calligraphy and painting of several feet in one hour.
In other words, he can make millions of dollars in one hour.
This does not include the money earned from his businesses.
Of course, he can't always create calligraphy and painting, and the market is also at its limit.
Too much calligraphy and painting will also impact the market.
Therefore, Zhang Junping rarely creates calligraphy and painting now, and the sale of his original calligraphy and painting has begun to be restricted.
There are more than 300 galleries, but only ten calligraphy and paintings are produced a year.
Which gallery can obtain Zhang Junping's calligraphy and paintings will be decided by the store manager by drawing lots.
"Brother, how many millions of dollars can you make in half a day?" Zhang Junan opened his mouth in surprise and his eyes gleamed.
"What are you looking at? That's my money, what does it have to do with you? It will be reserved for my son in the future, not your son.
If you want money, find a way to earn it yourself." Zhang Junping rolled his eyes at Zhang Junan.
"..." Zhang Junan looked at Zhang Junping resentfully.
I would like to make money, but now he is just a clerk at Red Star Farm, and it is hard to have a free day.
He wanted to resign and start a business with his boss, but his boss refused to agree.
This made him feel uncomfortable all day long, so he could only go fishing.
Be a salted fish.
At first, Zhang Junan thought about it. Anyway, Zhiweizhai was half as good as him. At worst, he would end up as a rich man chewing his old age.
