Chapter 139 The second generation of officials who returned from Africa
Back in Zhangjiacun, Zhang San wanted to leave Sun Simiao at home to have dinner before going back, but the old Taoist priest said that there were still patients to see today, and he also needed to calculate a good day for Zhang San, so he could talk to the Fang family and seek advice.
Zhang San tactfully told Sun Simiao that it would be better to find a closer wedding date. The old Taoist priest shook his head, laughed, and said goodbye to Zhang San.
"Third brother, how is it? Are the Fang family satisfied with our gift?" The younger sister asked quickly when she saw Zhang San coming back.
"It goes without saying that I must be satisfied. Where is your sister Xiaoyu?" Zhang San asked.
"Sister Xiaoyu went to the factory. There are still accounts to check today. In addition, Xuzhou needs to send another batch of supplies. Sister Xiaoyu went to make arrangements."
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoyu. Muramasa is not at home, so she has to step in to solve everything."
"Yes, thanks to Sister Xiaoyu being here at home."
"I'll go back to the house to rest first, and let me know when Xiaoyu comes back."
After Zhang San finished talking to his little sister, he returned to the house.
"There is still a lack of talent. Apart from Muramasa, Xiaoyu is the one who can take the lead, followed by Suxin. The first few team leaders are now able to take charge of their respective fields. However, with the development of the commune, the management of several team leaders
It's getting more and more difficult to get up." Zhang San was lying on the bed, thinking about the current situation of the commune.
Many of Zhang San's original plans were not implemented, mainly because he could not find suitable manpower, such as the wine shop. Zhang Ermao was a good technician, but lacked management experience. The caravan in Zhangjiacun was also relatively backward, mainly because of
The escort team assists various factories in delivering goods.
"What a talent!" Zhang San sighed.
After waiting for Xiaoyu to come back that night, Zhang San prepared a table of dishes in advance to reward Xiaoyu for her hard work.
"Third brother, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time. Your stir-fry is even more delicious than Mrs. Song's." The younger sister picked up a chicken nugget and praised it.
"Third brother is an all-rounder. Cooking is not a piece of cake. Xiaoyu, eat more. I see you are too thin." Zhang San said as he put a piece of mutton for Xiaoyu.
"Thank you, young master. You should also eat more. Did it go well when you went to the house to pay the betrothal gift today?" Xiaoyu asked.
"Everything goes well. I'm waiting for the real person to check the date of birth before going to the house to apply for the date. Are there any problems in the commune recently?"
"The commune is running well now. When you were not at home some time ago, there were merchants from Yangzhou who came to us to seek cooperation." Xiaoyu replied.
"Yes, this shows that our items are very popular in the market. You will be very tired when Muramasa is not at home. In the next two days, I will arrange the things at hand for you for a few days, so you can rest."
"It's okay, Master. Xiaoyu feels very fulfilled now. Master, you are now an earl. It's better for us to do the business affairs, and you can be responsible for checking them." Xiaoyu replied.
"Sister Xiaoyu, let me help you. Let's go to the commune together tomorrow." The younger sister interrupted.
"You! Just don't make trouble."
Zhang San said angrily, and Xiaoyu also smiled. Obviously, he was not optimistic that the little sister would help. The last time he and Su Xin checked the ledger, he fell asleep before a quarter of an hour.
"Huh! Ignore you guys, I'm full!" the little girl said with a smile on her face and a pout.
Eating with my family is comfortable. It turned out that in Xuzhou, I was hungry every day and had to worry about the victims. It was rare to be able to relax completely like tonight.
After a hearty meal, Zhang San took the two girls for a walk to eat, and then went back to their houses to rest.
There was no talk all night. Zhang San slept soundly that night, feeling light and free. When he got up in the morning, Zhang San stretched himself and called Zhang Fu: "Go find Er Mao and bring four jars of wine. We will go there later."
Chang'an."
Although Zhang San's winery has not yet been established, Zhang San also asked Zhang Ermao to brew some wine and high-quality liquor to make perfume.
Yesterday, when I went to my house to propose marriage, there were more than a dozen jars of liquor as a betrothal gift. Today I am moving four jars away, and I guess there is not much left in the inventory.
The younger sister went to the commune with Xiaoyu early today because of her anger. When Zhang Fu came back with the wine, Zhang San got on the carriage and rushed to Chang'an.
Yesterday evening, Fang Yiai, Cheng Chumo, Yuchi Baolin, Qin Huaiyu, and Changsun Chong made an appointment to meet at Qujiang Tower today, and Zhang San would bring home-brewed liquor.
When they heard this, their eyes suddenly became hot. During this time in the military camp, they were so damn greedy.
By the time Zhang San arrived at Qujiang Tower, Fang Yiai and others had already arrived.
"Brothers, have you gone to Africa?"
Zhang San came in and saw Cheng Chumo and the others looking as if they had gone to Africa to mine, they were so dark!
"What kind of Africa are you going to? It's so hard for you guys to be in the military camp!" Yuchi Baolin was already black, but if she didn't open her mouth now, she would have thought it was a lump of coal.
"Where is Africa?" Changsun Chong's originally fair face was also blind now. Zhang San suddenly remembered that he looked like this after military training in the university in his previous life.
"Just to say it casually, I brought some wine. I won't come back until I'm drunk, so I can help my brothers clean themselves up." Zhang San laughed and changed the subject. Otherwise, there would be no way to explain to them where Africa is.
"I can finally drink as much as I want. Please take a seat, mistress. I've heard a lot about you since I came back. It's so irritating that you are so popular. You have to talk to us later." Qin Huaiyu pulled Zhang San and sighed.
"That's it, go sit with your second uncle and you can have two more drinks later." Cheng Chumo joked.
"Come on, brother-in-law, call me uncle and listen." Fang Yiai sat there pretending to be an uncle.
"Go away, I've never seen such a shameless second uncle like you." Zhang San said angrily.
Zhang Fu took the waiter to carry the liquor into the house, and then went to the first floor to enjoy himself.
"I said, why did you stay in the military camp for so long? This punishment is too severe!" Zhang San asked after sitting down.
"Oh, forget it. I was originally going to the military camp to hide from the disaster and deal with the Zheng family. Who would have thought that Zheng Shide's condition has worsened without treatment, and we will continue to suffer." Changsun Chong sighed.
"There is a sick man, maybe he is suffering from Hualiu disease, and he insists on pushing the dirty water on us." Cheng Chumo complained.
"Next time, let's be gentler, or use a cloth bag to put over our head before beating, so as not to be discovered." Yuchi Baolin said slyly.
"Call me next time. I know how to beat him, suffer the consequences, and make it difficult for him to die." Zhang San said with narrowed eyes.
As a quasi-doctor, Zhang San knew the structure of the human body very well. Not to mention thirty-six stabs in a row, it would not be fatal, at least a dozen stabs would not kill someone.
"Really or not, I'll teach you a few brothers when I get back, and we'll study it together." Cheng Chumo believed that Zhang San had this ability.