Zhang San handed over the planned resort to Muramasa and Zhang Ergou, while he once again acted as the treasurer.
"Sure enough, the landlord is a wealthy man! Just give him your orders and someone will do it for you!" Zhang San hummed a little tune and lay down on the bamboo chair.
"Sir, are you looking for me?" Zhang Ermao came to Zhang San smelling like wine and asked.
"Er Mao, I'll give you a task. You need to recruit more workers to make wine with you. We will set up a special brewery in the future, and you will be the director. Do it well and don't betray the trust I have placed in you."
Hearing that Zhang San wanted to build a winery and let himself manage it, Zhang Ermao was overjoyed and said, "Thank you Sir, I will definitely do a good job."
"Does the army still order liquor from us for disinfection?" Zhang San asked.
"Muramasa didn't give me a new order, I guess not, after all, there's no war anymore." Zhang Ermao replied.
"That's just right. You can concentrate on making liquor for a while. Then we will hold a cocktail party to advertise our liquor."
"Cocktail party?" Zhang Ermao asked doubtfully.
"You don't need to worry about this. Just recruit workers and expand production capacity."
"Okay Sir, it's okay. I'll go back first?"
After Zhang Ermao left, Zhang San said to himself: "I have arranged another thing, oh! I don't have to do it myself, but I can bring a lot of money to my family. It's so cool!"
"What's so cool about it?" Xie Hua'er suddenly walked up from behind and asked.
"Why did you make no sound when you walked? You suddenly jumped out and scared me." Zhang San said angrily.
"You were muttering something to yourself there and didn't notice me. Okay, look at your expression just now. Did you pick up the money?"
"I told you to speak properly and don't get so close!"
Seeing that Xie Hua'er's face was almost touching his own, Zhang San quickly turned his head to the side and put a little distance between him and Xie Hua'er. However, he smelled the faint fragrance of Xie Hua'er's body in his nose, which made Zhang San feel a little agitated.
Nostalgic.
"Tch, stinky man, who do you think wants to talk to you so much?" Xie Hua'er sneered and walked to the stone bench to sit down.
"Xiaoyu and the others are preparing things for your wedding in the room, as well as a gift list and so on. Ask me to come over and ask you to take a look. If there is anything you need to add," Xie Hua'er said.
"Just help me check it out, I don't understand." Zhang San still hasn't remembered everything about the wedding day. When his little sister called him to go in the morning, Zhang San didn't make trouble.
"You get married or we get married, you can just lie down, and you will be the one who makes a fool of yourself anyway." Xie Hua'er said angrily, and when Zhang San didn't move, he stood up and left.
"Alas! It's troublesome to get a wife, but it'll be fine if you marry her home..." Zhang San jumped up from his chair and no longer enjoyed the happiness of being a landlord.
"Third brother, are you willing to come here? Read this list carefully. Is there anything you missed?" When the younger sister saw Zhang San walking in, she handed Zhang San a stack of paper, which contained many items that needed to be purchased.
Things to prepare.
"I'll go, why are there so many?" Zhang San glanced at it and felt that if she could prepare by herself, she wouldn't need to get married.
"What do you think, my third brother!" The younger sister rolled her eyes at Zhang San.
"What does Qinglu mean?" Zhang San asked in confusion when he saw the words "Qinglu Curtain" written on it.
"Have you forgotten the rules Aunt Song and Aunt Li told you last time? This is the place where you worship heaven and earth on your wedding day." The younger sister explained helplessly.
"Sir, I'd better tell you the process of the day again, so that you don't know what to do." Xiaoyu saw the question mark on Zhang San's face and smiled lightly.
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll take notes this time." Zhang San found paper and pen from the table nearby. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. If you don't understand the procedures and rules on the wedding day, it will be a joke.
After all, there is no need to go through the process and rehearsal in advance for getting married at this time.
"First of all, on the wedding day, there will be ten steps such as making the room, making up, breaking the car, changing seats, sitting in the saddle, worshiping in the hall..."
"What does that saddle mean?" Zhang San asked.
"On the wedding day, the bride will sit down on the saddle at the door, which means peace and tranquility."
Xiaoyu is indeed a good teacher. No matter what Zhang San asks, Xiaoyu can always give Zhang San an answer.
"Third brother, look at you, Sister Xiaoyu remembers it better than you." The younger sister couldn't help but said when she saw that Zhang San seemed to have a hundred thousand questions.
"As long as Xiaoyu is here, it's okay. She remembers it the same as I remember it." Zhang San smiled awkwardly.
"This time the bride is not Xiaoyu, there is no use remembering her." Su Xin put down the happy word and said with a smile.
"Su Xin, what are you talking about?" Xiaoyu said in embarrassment, her face slightly red.
"It's not this time, it won't be next time..." Xie Hua'er continued.
"You just know how to make fun of me."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Xiaoyu is thin-skinned, I..."
Zhang Sangang wanted to say a few good words for Xiaoyu, but he was choked by the younger sister's words: "You are the only one who is thick-skinned, huh! Men are all big hooves."
This sentence was originally taught by Zhang San to his little sister, to make her wary of some "stinky men".
"Pfft"
Hearing the little sister say that Zhang San is a big pig with hooves, Hua'er and Su Xin couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"My little sister is so right, some people just eat what's in the bowl and look at what's in the pot." Xie Hua'er said pointedly.
"Come on, why don't you let me go? You are all busy now, help me prepare for the wedding." After Zhang San finished speaking, he saluted the girls with fists in his hands, and then hurriedly left.
As the wedding day approaches, Zhangjia Village has also taken action to decorate the village again. The roads will be cleaned every day. Many tree stumps are also buried on the road leading to Zhang San's mansion. On Zhang San's wedding day, these wooden piles will be
Decorate it with bright red ribbons and hang red lanterns.
The pavement, walls, windows, etc. in the Hou Mansion were cleaned and swept several times, and the ground seemed to be used as a mirror.
"Xiaolan, are all the mats I asked you to prepare ready? Check them in advance. I will leave this mat to you when the time comes. Remember to lay out two mats first. When the lady steps on the second mat, you
Remember to turn the first mat to the front immediately, and so on, do you understand?"
Zhang San happened to be passing by, and when he heard Sister-in-law Li telling Xiaolan, he asked: "Sister-in-law Li, is this the transfer table?"
"Yes, Sir, changing the table means passing on the family line from generation to generation. Our Marquis Mansion will surely become more prosperous and prosperous in the future."
"That's right, I don't understand much of this. It's been a lot of hard work for you, Sister-in-law Li, these days." After hearing this, Zhang San also felt that this custom was interesting. Some traditional customs in ancient times were still very good, but unfortunately many of them have been lost in the long river of history.
"It's not hard work. This is a great event for our Marquis Mansion. Sir, please feel free to be your groom!"
"Haha, come back and give Aunt Li a big red envelope! Then you guys get busy first while I go out and take a look."
"Okay, sir, leave this place to us and you can do your work." Sister-in-law Li said with a smile.
The entire Zhangjiacun and Marquis Mansion were busy with Zhang San's marriage. Only Zhang San, the client, seemed to be fine.
