In the evening, Zhang San and Fu Gui drove the carriage back to Zhangjiacun. When they arrived at home, Zhang San felt at ease, after all, he was in his own territory.
Zhang San brought some snacks to Fugui and asked him to take them back to his children. These two times he went to the city were troublesome for Fugui, and Zhang San felt bad about it. He wanted to give some money, but Fugui refused.
After seeing off the wealth, the younger sister pestered Zhang San to see if the Jiang Poetry Festival was lively. Zhang San told the younger sister what he had seen and heard, but of course he did not mention the gambling fight between himself and Zheng Shide.
When the younger sister saw that the third brother had brought back such money, she was very happy and asked Zhang San how he got the money. Zhang San said that he had composed a good poem at a poetry meeting and was rewarded by others.
After hearing this, the little girl admired Zhang San even more, and asked Zhang San when he learned to compose poems. Zhang San could only say that when he was delivering medicine at the Taoist temple, he liked to read some old Taoist books, and his words also followed the Taoist temple.
The little Taoist priest inside learned the poems from books. The little girl gave up and happily took the money and hid it in the cabinet.
Recently, there have been earth-shaking changes in the family, which gave the little girl an unreal feeling. After settling the money, the brother and sister had another delicious dinner before going to sleep.
After a night of silence, Zhang San got up early the next day and went to see the potatoes planted in the yard. He found that they were growing well and felt relieved. This would be one of the treasures that would help him and his sister make a fortune in the future. In this agricultural society, new people
Food is the most important foundation of life.
After breakfast in the morning, the little sister ran to the small warehouse again to count the money. Seeing the little sister like this, I was really afraid that the little sister would become a little money addict. Of course, Zhang San didn’t say much. This was just the beginning. In the future, the money
More would be better.
I went out for a walk alone to see how the construction of my official residence was progressing. After seeing the speed of construction, I thought I would be able to move into my new home by the end of May.
Zhang San was in a good mood and walked home humming a little song. When he got home, his little sister was watering the potatoes and weeding them. This made Zhang San feel a little embarrassed. Ever since Zhang San planted the potatoes in the ground, he
Never cared about it.
Now I see my little sister tending the seedlings carefully, which makes Zhang San, the elder brother, a little bit embarrassed. In his previous life, a child of this age was still in school, how could he know such a profound knowledge of planting crops.
When the younger sister saw her brother coming back, she wiped the sweat off her face and greeted Zhang San happily.
"Okay little sister, come and have a rest. Potatoes don't need to be taken care of so carefully."
"Okay Third Brother, I'll finish it now. You can sit there and rest for a while. I'm not tired." The younger sister replied sweetly.
Zhang San had no choice but to let her go. He thought that the little sister was still young and the family was not short of money now. He wanted to find a few servants to take care of it so that the little sister would have time to do this.
Things you should do as you age.
Because the new mansion has not been built yet, Zhang San didn't think about it. Now it seems that he needs to prepare in advance.
I was going to talk to Muramasa and ask him to select a few smart and reliable servants from the village. I also wanted to find a teacher for my little sister. It would not be a good thing for such an old child not to go to school.
Now that he has become a lord, and the family is no longer short of money, Zhang San decided to find someone to make toffee instead of his little sister. Even if it is spread by outsiders, Zhang San is not worried now. He had eaten so many kinds in his previous life.
The flavored candies are enough for others to imitate.
After Zhang San told the little sister his thoughts, the little sister naturally wouldn't object.
"Although we let outsiders make maltose and toffee, the third brother said last time that this will be your dowry in the future. It won't change, so you can rest assured." Zhang San heard the younger sister agree and remembered the last time with the younger sister.
If you say it, say it again.
"Third brother, I'll ignore you." After saying this, the younger sister ran away shyly.
Zhang San got up and came to Muramasa's house and expressed his thoughts to Muramasa. Hearing that Zhang San was going to find someone in the village to help him at home, and that he was going to hand over the maltose and toffee to outsiders, his thoughts suddenly became lively.
I have sold maltose and toffee a few times, but I know how good these things are, so I rubbed my hands and said sheepishly: "Sir, what do you think about letting your aunt and rich wife learn how to make maltose? I guarantee they won't use it.
The skills learned are passed on to others.”
Seeing Muramasa's embarrassed but eager look, Zhang San smiled and said to Muramasa: "Since I asked you to be responsible for personnel arrangements and export matters earlier, naturally you can make the decision on this matter, and let my aunt and sister-in-law
If you go and help, I will feel relieved."
"Thank you, Sir, I...I will definitely let them do a good job." Muramasa was so excited that he was incoherent after hearing what Zhang San said.
"Muramasa, you'd better call me by my name. Sir, the name doesn't sound friendly. I remember how well you took care of me and my little sister." Zhang San replied with a smile.
"Okay, okay, you are the pride of our village!" Muramasa saw that although Zhang San was a noble, he still respected him so much. He was very touched. In addition, Zhang San also asked his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to go there.
I am even more grateful to Zhang San for learning how to make sugar.
"It turned out that I was not wrong about the person!" Muramasa said in his heart.
Zhang San asked Muramasa to choose a place for the toffee workshop, and asked Muramasa to find someone to go to the county town to buy more wheat and other raw materials, including the subsequent employment, sales, etc. After briefly talking to Muramasa, he left.
The matter was left to Muramasa, and Zhang San was free, and he spent a few days of comfortable time like this. That day, Zhang San also asked Muramasa to find some helpers for him. Two little girls of twelve or thirteen years old,
Three women in their thirties are orphans and widowed mothers whose families have lost their men due to war. This job can also improve their family's living difficulties.
Now they come to Zhang San's place to work during the day and go home to sleep at night. After all, Zhang San's small house cannot accommodate so many people now.
They say they are doing work, but in fact they just come here to cook and wash clothes, and the two little girls just play with the younger sister. There is really not much to do in such a big house. Tianri Muramasa also does a lot of things to help him
Looking at it, Zhang San doesn’t need to worry.
It was dark that day, so Zhang San was awakened by the sound of horse hoofbeats. After getting up, he heard Yuchi Baolin's loud voice calling Zhang San across the fence yard.
Inviting Paulin and a few family members who came with him into the courtyard, she heard Paulin say: "Zhang San, I'm here to pick you up to play in Chang'an. That guy Cheng Chumo is almost in good health. I invited a few of them."
Let’s celebrate together with a friend. If he hadn’t been unable to ride a horse yet, he would have come to call you.”
"This relationship is great. I don't have much to do at home, and I've been very busy lately."
Zhang San didn't have many friends since he came to Datang. The only ones he had some friendship with were Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin, so he told his little sister and went there in a carriage with Baolin without eating breakfast.
Chang'an is here.
Before leaving, Yuchi Baolin also told her little sister that she would not be back at night, so that she would not have to wait for Zhang San at night. Zhang San didn’t think it was a big deal. After all, for Zhang San who was used to the nightlife, it was a good idea to come here.
There is nothing to do here at night except sleep.
It would be nice to go out and have fun with friends now. So I told the two little maids to stay with my little sister at night.
After arriving at Chang'an City, Zhang San followed Paulin to a place called Qujiang Tower. Last time at Qujiang Pool, Zhang San had planned to invite Kong Yingda and several people to come here for dinner. When he first arrived in Chang'an, he heard
The reputation of having been here.
I have always wanted to come and see it, and I finally saw it today.
I saw a three-story attic, standing majestically on the side of Qujiang Pool. Although it was not lunch time yet, there were already many people eating inside. As Yuchi Baolin walked away under the leadership of a waiter,
When we arrived at a private room on the third floor, we heard Cheng Chumo yelling before we even entered.
"Virgin, my brother is here." Yuchi Baolin opened the door and shouted.
"Hahaha, Xiaosan, Xiaobao, come in quickly." Cheng Chumo was very happy to see Zhang San and the others.
Hearing the name shouted from Cheng Chumo's mouth, Zhang San twitched inwardly, and Yuchi Baolin also glared angrily, shouting at Cheng Chumo: "Go away, next time you call me by this name, I will follow you."
It’s not over.”
"Okay, Xiaobao, come on, come in." Cheng Chumo didn't take it seriously and pulled Zhang San and Yuchi Baolin into the inner room.
Yuchi Baolin had nothing to do about it. This name was his mother's nickname. I don't know when Cheng Chumo and others found out about it, and they all called it this way.
"The mistress is here to introduce you to a brother. This is Qin Huaiyu, 'pregnant'." Cheng Chumo pulled Zhang San and said to a tall young man standing there.
"Get out of here, you're pregnant." Qin Huaiyu rolled his eyes at Cheng Chumo, cupped his hands and said to Zhang San, "I've heard that Zhang San's name has been well-deserved for a long time. When I saw him today, it turned out to be a well-deserved reputation."
Zhang San also responded politely: "I don't think so. I don't think so."
Because he wasn't very familiar with it, Zhang San didn't say much, but the name was still very familiar. He seemed to be Qin Shubao's son, right? Zhang San thought to himself, as expected, all those who came today were from the families of second-generation officials.
"Okay, let's wait for a while. Changsun Chong and Fang Yiai should be here soon."
Sure enough, without the time to drink tea, the two of them came together.
Since we had already known each other before, we did not introduce each other here, so we sat down together.
"Brothers are getting together again today. Let's not say too many polite words. I was injured some time ago and I was so bored lying in bed. I called everyone here mainly to have a good time."
Cheng Chumo picked up a bowl of wine and talked to a few people before gulping it down.
Looking at the bold Cheng Chumo, several people did not lag behind and started drinking wine one after another.
Zhang San was a little worried at first that he would be a joke if he fainted after a bowl of wine.
But seeing that everyone was like this, and not wanting to be out of line, I just raised my head and got used to it.
"Um, it looks like ordinary liquor. I thought it was the liquor from the previous life." After Zhang San drank, he suddenly remembered that there was no high-strength liquor at this time, and the liquor with more than ten degrees of alcohol was almost like drinking a bowl of beer to him.
Of course, the taste is just average, with a bit of astringency, but it's still quite fragrant.