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Chapter 81 Is This Still My Son?

Chapter 81 Is this still my son?

Across the not-so-high courtyard wall, Zhang Yang smiled politely and said, "Get ready to sleep."

While talking, Aunt Wang entered her room.

It should be curfew time outside, and Aunt Wang can be outside at this time.

I feel weird in my heart.

It had nothing to do with him. Zhang Yang closed the door and went back to his room. He was very tired today.

Late at night, while he was drifting off to sleep, Zhang Yang heard the sound of his room door being opened.

Opening his eyes slightly, Zhang Yang saw Li Yue walking into the room, and she got into the bed skillfully.

Li Yue was lying in her arms, still a little confused, and she whispered in a low voice: "The kang is not warm anymore, I woke up from the cold."

After saying that, she leaned into her arms again.

The ondol fire should have finished burning.

This winter is indeed extremely cold.

Zhang Yang could feel that her little hands and feet were still cold.

"I'll think of a solution tomorrow."

Zhang Yang gave her some of his quilts.

"Um."

Li Yue responded.

Feeling her breath falling on his chest, Zhang Yang opened his eyes in distress. It seemed that he would continue to fight his inner demons tonight.

The younger daughter-in-law is physically weak and has bad temper.

After hugging her for a while, her body gradually warmed up.

When she was a child, she slept with her grandma and spent every winter.

After her grandma passed away last year, it was a big blow to her.

Zhang Yang whispered: "We will definitely survive this winter."

Li Yue leaned into his arms again.

Late at night, at Zongzheng Temple, as the minister of Zongzheng Temple, Li Xiaogong was still processing some files.

The news from the palace today is that Princess Runan will be an adult after this year.

The clan still needs to make some preparations.

One day passed, Zhang Yang washed his face with cold water to wake himself up.

Seeing Aunt Wang cleaning the yard, Zhang Yang asked: "Aunt Wang, why did you come back so late last night?"

Aunt Wang smiled awkwardly, "I went back to my hometown yesterday."

Zhang Yang said: "There is a curfew at night, so be careful when you come back. It will be difficult to explain if you are taken away by officers and soldiers."

Aunt Wang couldn't help but nod.

Zhang Yang took a few drawings and said, "I'm going out to do something."

Seeing Zhang Yang leaving, Aunt Wang didn't tell Zhang Yang that she was going to the palace to report to the queen, because Princess Runan was coming of age and there were some things to prepare for. Thinking of this, Aunt Wang's eyes were a little worried, hoping that these preparations would not be in vain.

Already.

Aunt Wang watched the princess grow up and knew that it was not easy for the princess to survive until now.

Even if you have an incurable disease, you may not survive this winter.

To have such a good husband to take care of him, Her Royal Highness will be very happy and will be happy for a few more years.

Aunt Wang hoped in her heart.

When Zhang Yang arrived at the post house, Cheng Chumo and He Bi were already waiting here.

Handing the drawings in their hands to He Bi, the three of them made the next arrangements.

After the handover, Zhang Yang handed over the matter to He Bi and Cheng Chumo and left the post house.

The relationship with Cheng Chumo seems to be a natural acquaintance.

After meeting him twice, you can become very familiar with him.

The business in the store cannot just wait for customers to come to the door, the business must always find new growth points.

Cheng Chumo's subordinates are a new growth point.

Zhang Yang was walking on Zhuque Street. He wanted to make enough money first, and then strive to retire before the age of thirty, so that he could live a well-off life with his wife, counting money until his hands cramped, and having no worries about food and drink.

Well, that’s great!

When she returned home from shopping for groceries, Li Yue had just woken up.

Make spinach and meat porridge for breakfast.

Li Yue could eat the prepared breakfast just after washing up.

Maintaining the temperature of an ondol is a troublesome matter.

Once the fire in the heated kang goes out, it will become cold in the cold night, which will cause the little daughter-in-law to wake up from the cold.

While eating breakfast, Zhang Yang thought about it. Before solving this problem, it seems that he should sleep together.

Chang'an City three days later.

Chang'an City has been very strange these past two days.

In the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, there are always a few strong men standing on the roadside, pushing a cart with some braised pork and steamed buns on top of the stove.

Li Baiyao, a close minister of the prince, naturally knows about braised pork.

I know braised pork as early as autumn hunting.

Three strong men were standing next to the cart.

Cheng Chumo was also sitting aside, frowning and thinking, can he still make money by selling things while being a hero?

Seeing Li Baiyao walking forward, one of the strong men shouted: "What are you buying?"

Facing these strong men in front of him, one punch from them might kill him. Li Baiyao said with some fear: "Here's braised pork for three yen, and a bowl of millet rice."

Cheng Chumo, who was sitting aside, shouted again: "Is it enough to eat for three yuan? I bought it for five yuan!"

"ah?"

"Ah what? Do you want to buy it or not?"

Li Baiyao was a little surprised. Seeing the other party's attitude, he had to change his words and said, "Buy it for five yuan."

So scary...

I'm afraid no one will dare to default on their debt.

A few taels of braised pork and a bowl of millet rice cost only six yuan in total.

There were quite a few people eating it.

The portion size and price are also right.

It's just that the posture is a bit scary.

Li Baiyao sat on the roadside and ate it. It was quite affordable, but a little scary.

Today, you can see this kind of scenery in many streets in Chang'an City.

There are tough-looking guys selling braised pork. Have these evil forces become good?

Li Baiyao was puzzled by how evil the Feng Shui in Chang'an City was.

People didn't dare to buy it at first, but after seeing that the portions given by these strong men were large and the braised pork was delicious, they all went to have a taste.

A meal is not expensive for just a few pennies.

There was a stove in the dining car, and the braised pork kept simmering until it became mushy.

The millet rice is also hot.

A few taels of braised pork, and some soup poured on top of the rice. The taste is simply delicious, very delicious.

Meat can be eaten for just a few pennies.

When the sun goes down, all the food trucks gather in a street.

Cheng Chumo collected the money everyone earned in a day and distributed a lot to everyone.

The braised pork is bought directly from He Bi's store, and the price is cheaper than buying it in the store.

You don’t need to know any cooking skills, just put a pot of braised pork in it, light the stove and you can sell it.

Cheng Chumo had no idea about money. He was carrying a package of copper coins, which was a bit heavier than the braised pork he bought himself. He probably made money.

Right now we can only use the weight to judge whether we are making money.

Cheng Yaojin sat at home and looked at the money that Cheng Chumo brought. He took the money out and came back with three or four more coins.

After listening to Cheng Chumo explain the cause and effect of the matter.

Cheng Yaojin finally understood. It turned out that someone had roped in his son to join in the business.

His son was actually able to make money. Cheng Yaojin looked at Cheng Chumo suspiciously and said, "You are actually able to make money? Are you still a certain son?"

Cheng Chumo snorted coldly, "Oh, you old guy doesn't know anything. This is called creating more jobs."

Add jobs?

Cheng Yaojin took a breath of cold air.

Cheng Chumo was about to leave when he heard voices behind him.

"Your arms are stiff, you still dare to scold me, right?"

(End of chapter)


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