As the potato incident unfolded, more and more people knew about Zhang San and Zhangjiacun. Especially those who came to visit the potato fields and Zhangjiacun described Zhangjiacun as a paradise after returning, which was even more attractive.
Many people come to visit.
The affluent life of the villagers in Zhangjiacun has attracted everyone's admiration and envy. Especially when they learned that all this was due to the contribution of Zhang San, the uncle of Wannian County, who made Zhang San a well-known God of Wealth.
In particular, Zhang San did not hesitate to lower his status and engage in business, so that everyone in Zhangjia Village could live a good life, and he was talked about and his reputation spread.
After learning all this, Zhang San also smiled helplessly. He didn't expect that he would become famous for it.
"Mr. Zheng, let's just forget it?" Cui Dian sat aside in the Zheng family's study and asked reluctantly.
"Then what do you think we should do? Now that Zhang San is in the limelight, and he has just been named Wannian County Bo by the emperor. If we touch him now, wouldn't we slap the emperor in the face? Let's wait and see!" Zheng Xuan said with a sullen face.
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"Mr. Zheng, this time Zhang San not only caused you to lose 30,000 yuan, but also ruined our reputation. I really can't swallow this breath." Cui Dian said with an annoyed look.
"Hmph! Sooner or later I will ask him to settle this account. I know what you think about Xiao Jiujiu. Isn't it because he robbed your Cui family's business? I advise you not to act rashly for the time being. Don't forget the lesson learned last time. The emperor is now
But keep an eye on her very closely!"
"I...sigh! Mr. Zheng, our right to speak in the court is getting weaker and weaker. When will you come out!" Cui Dian sighed.
"It's just a bunch of clowns. Don't worry for now. You can keep a close eye in the court. The time has not come yet." Zheng Xuan snorted coldly.
"Wei Zheng is now sitting on the imperial censor's desk. Many officials who were originally biased towards us are now waiting and watching. Zheng Qing and Wu Ying are suppressed by Wei Zheng, an old man. Should we think of a way to keep Wei Zheng under control?"
Walk?"
"I will find a way to do this. Didn't Wei Zheng just deal with the flood in Bianzhou, Henan last time? This time there is another drought in Suzhou and Xuzhou, so it can just be put into operation."
"I'll leave everything to Mr. Zheng, I'll go back first." Cui Dian stood up and said goodbye.
When Cui Dian left, Zheng Xuan threw the tea cup on the table to the ground, his eyes were burning, and he was furious when he remembered that Li Shimin had used the unfounded public opinion and rumors last time to peel off a layer of skin from his body.
Although I have not found any evidence to prove that all this is Zhang San's fault, do the Zheng family's suspects still need evidence? It's just that Zhang San has actually invented the potato, a magical object, which has made him famous among the people.
Zheng Xuan did not dare to attack him easily for a while.
Li Shimin finished his morning court today and brutally killed Zheng Xuan, an old man. He is now in a good mood.
"What is that boy Zhang San doing?" Li Shimin asked Xu Huang.
"Back to the Emperor, County Uncle Zhang has been in the village these past two days. Last time Zhang San had people dig in the potato field several times, and another thirty or forty potatoes were dug out."
"Forget it, let him keep what he dug out. Have the potatoes been preserved?" Li Shimin didn't care about this, he kept most of them.
"Your Majesty, they are all well preserved. Yesterday, Uncle Zhang came to check them again. There are no problems." Xu Huang replied.
"Let people keep an eye on those potatoes, throw out one and bring it up to see you." Li Shimin ordered.
"It's the Emperor!" Xu Huang bowed and accepted the order.
Zhang San had a very fulfilling life these days. He went to work under the guidance of the industrial park every day, and even took the time to go to the palace to look at the potatoes. I don’t know what Li Shimin was thinking. He hid all the potatoes in the palace. Was he planning to eat them himself?
Zhang San was lying on a bamboo chair in the yard, closing his eyes and meditating.
After the autumn harvest, Zhang San planned to open a wine shop with Cheng Chumo and the others. Of the three shops left by Chang Sun Chong, two were still idle, and Zhang San planned to make use of them.
In addition, Zhang San also asked the village leader and the housekeeper of the Cheng family to prepare to open a branch of the sugar mill in Zhuangzi controlled by the Cheng family. On the one hand, he was grateful to Cheng Yaojin for his help, and on the other hand, he also learned from the previous time.
Following the lessons of public opinion, Zhang San not only planned to open a branch factory in the Cheng family's village, but also planned to bring Fang Yiai and Changsun Chong with them. When the time comes, everything will bloom, everyone will become rich together, and Zhangjia Village will not be so conspicuous.
"Sir, Muramasa is here." Su Xin came to the backyard and said to Zhang San.
"Okay, pull me up!" Zhang San stretched and said to Su Xin.
Su Xin pulled Zhang San up, her face slightly red, but Zhang San didn't care about this and said to Su Xin: "It's been almost two months since you came here, are you still used to living here?"
"Everyone here takes good care of me and I'm very used to living here." Su Xin replied.
"That's good. If you decide to leave or go somewhere later, just say so and don't feel any psychological burden."
"Master, don't you want me to stay here?" When Su Xin heard this, her eyes turned red and tears flowed down her cheeks.
"I don't mean that. You can stay here as long as you want. I'm not afraid that you won't feel you owe me anything because I helped you bury your father and wasted your youth." Zhang San quickly explained.
"I like it here, I don't want to go anywhere, and I don't feel like I'm wasting my time. I'm content as long as I stay by your side." Su Xin lowered her head and whispered.
"Oh! I...forget it, don't think too much, just treat this as your own home and live there. There are not many people in our family anyway." Zhang San opened his mouth to explain something, but no words came to his lips.
Know how to say it.
The two walked while talking, and soon came to the front hall. Muramasa saw Zhang San coming in, and quickly said hello to Zhang San: "Sir, the things you told me have basically been done. I have also taken care of the Cheng family.
As you requested, once the factory is built there, the sugar factory can build a branch there."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work to the village. Have you handed over my Yongye Field to the county?"
"The handover has been completed, but now that there are so many more fields, do we need to recruit more tenants?" Muramasa replied.
"Well, I haven't thought of this yet, so go and ask if there are any tenants or agricultural workers who want to rent our fields; and the experimental fields, you should also pay attention to the good seeds we have newly selected.
Let’s see if we can cultivate high-yield grain.” Zhang San explained.
"Okay, after the autumn harvest, we should know what these seeds selected in advance will look like."
"The Cheng Mansion still needs you to run around more. Mr. Cheng has been kind to me. We should pay more attention to our cooperation this time. As for the distribution of benefits, try to let them take as much as possible. After all, it is Mr. Cheng this time.
You helped us." Zhang San urged.
"Okay, Sir, don't worry about this, the old man has a sense of discretion." Muramasa replied.
"Okay, is the carriage I assigned you comfortable to sit in?" In order to facilitate Muramasa's work, Zhang San specially arranged a carriage for Muramasa.
"It's so comfortable! Thank you, Sir, for the reward!" Muramasa now always rides a carriage when going out, so he is very happy.
"Haha, why are you so polite? You have worked very hard for our commune, and you deserve it all." Zhang San said with a smile.
After seeing off Cun Zheng, Zhang San returned to his study and started writing a letter, planning to tell Changsun Chong and others about the establishment of a branch factory. They were not in Chang'an now, so Zhang San had no choice but to write to them and check on them.
