After listening to Yang Fan's words, Fang Yiai and the others seemed a little excited.
If given a choice, who would want to be a dandy who lives and sleeps?
Although in the past, relying on the shadow of his father's generation, he caused trouble and acted tyrannically in the city of Chang'an, and became the four pests of Chang'an that everyone feared.
But Fang Yiai and the others are not fools. They clearly know that the reason why others are afraid of them is not because of how powerful or powerful they are, but because they are afraid of the forces behind them.
Who doesn’t know that others have long pointed at them and scolded them as useless rice bugs?
As a young person, who doesn’t want to be recognized by others, and who doesn’t want others to give a thumbs up whenever their name is mentioned?
So as soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, several people looked embarrassed.
Even if he knew that Yang Fan did not say this to deliberately humiliate them.
However, several people's faces still couldn't help but turn red, but their skin color was a little dark, so it didn't look that obvious.
After looking at each other, their faces were full of expectation. Fang Yiai asked hesitantly: "Brother Yishan, what can we do if we have no knowledge or skills?"
Seeing that Fang Yiai understood his intention so quickly, Yang Fan smiled happily.
Although these brothers look rough and careless in their behavior, they are not stupid.
The reason why it became like this is just that it was restricted by the times and could not help itself.
Yang Fan was not in a hurry to explain, but asked: "What are the brothers good at?"
Visiting a brothel...
stir up trouble……
fight……
Several people talked about what they were best at with a proud look on their faces, but in the end even they themselves felt a little unconfident.
Seeing this brother who had turned into a fool again, Yang Fan couldn't bear to look straight at him, and he felt a headache while stroking his forehead.
What is this?
Visiting brothels can be something you are good at, doesn't it just have to be rich?
After coughing dryly, Yang Fan said: "Causing trouble and fighting are not something ordinary people can do. You must at least have a good body and a strong force. Now Brother Chu Mo and Brother Jing Huan are on duty in the Forbidden Army.
It can be considered that there is room to show off one's skills, but wouldn't it be a pity that Yiai and Du He would just waste their talents?"
When they heard that they had a chance to show off their skills, Fang Yiai and Du He were extremely excited, as if they were afraid of missing something.
Yang Fan didn't beat around the bush anymore: "Although the merchant ships of the Tang Dynasty could also trade across the sea, the ships were mainly powered by monsoon winds and manpower, so they were extremely restricted..."
"For example, in the South China Sea, ships sail with the north wind in November and December, and then return with the south wind in May and June of the following year. This kind of voyage is not only extremely risky, but also takes an extremely long time. It can only travel back and forth in a year.
It’s only one trip, so it’s extremely inconvenient…”
"Now a certain person has invented a ship that is not affected by the monsoon. Except for tsunamis, it can sail overseas. If a stable waterway is opened, the golden gold and the white silver will be like dung, but it will not
Do you know if any of the brothers are interested..."
Yang Fan suddenly expressed what he was thinking.
The construction of the ship is nearing completion, but the right person has not yet been found.
It happened that Fang Yiai and Du He had nothing to do, so Yang Fan decided to exchange a few large boxes of money to stimulate their nerves, in order to better stimulate their fighting spirit.
Sure enough, Fang Yiai and his wife, with their eyes shining and high morale, asked anxiously: "Is there really gold everywhere overseas?"
Yang Fan took a sip of tea and then said: "Of course, it's just that the waterway needs to be explored slowly. According to someone's knowledge, the silver output of Fusang Kingdom is several times that of the Tang Dynasty, and the birthplace of Kunlun Slave
, is rich in gold. As long as we sell the daily necessities used by the Tang Dynasty to the natives, we can get a thousand times profit. Isn’t this a profitable business? It’s just that when the waterway is unfamiliar, it may
It's a bit dangerous, so please think twice before you act..."
"This little danger is nothing, fuck him..." Fang Yiai and Du He looked at each other, slapped their thighs and shouted.
In their opinion, even death is better than being treated like a bug all the time!
Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan also nodded.
Of course, Yang Fan was not coquettish and expressed his thoughts.
Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan are responsible for recruiting the Merchant Ship Guards. After all, they have many resources of veterans who have retired from the Imperial Guard.
As long as these people are trained a little, they will have strong combat effectiveness. There is no need to spend extra resources to train them.
Of course, Yang Fan would also send out his own escort, and it was decided to be led by Wang Xiaojie, the future general.
Looking at the few people gearing up and ready to make a move, Yang Fan chuckled: "This matter will not happen until June next year at the earliest, brothers, don't worry..."
When Fang Yiai and Cheng Chumo heard this, they suddenly turned into bitter faces and sighed, "Why do brothers Yishan still need to notify my father to come? Our money is gone!"
Looking at the two people who were like misers, Yang Fan smiled slightly: "Who told you that you were penniless when you first invested in the restaurant? The money you invested came from your respective houses. Of course, you have to pay it back first after you make money.
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"What about Brother Jinghuan's money..." Fang Yiai muttered a little depressed, but seeing the murderous look in Li Jinghuan's eyes, she didn't dare to say any more.
These people are simply living treasures, which makes Yang Fan feel a little funny.
These brothers usually spend money lavishly. Only when Du He contributed the money, he took out the money himself. Fang Yiai, Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan all drew money from the house, so Yang Fan asked Fang Xuanling and the others to take it back.
The reason why I deliberately let them see so much money is just to whet their appetite.
Cash is the most shocking thing.
As for why Li Jinghuan's father was not allowed to come over, Yang Fan had some concerns.
According to the historical trajectory, Li Daozong is about to be kicked down. His title and official title will not be kept, and even the property in the mansion will be confiscated by the court.
If Li Daozong was allowed to take the money back at this time, wouldn't it be like a hot bun beating a dog with no return?
But this kind of uncertainty became more certain after the last conversation with Li Daozong.
But Yang Fan couldn't say it clearly.
On the one hand, it is because I am afraid that Li Jinghuan will be worried. On the other hand, it is mainly because this matter has not happened yet. Who will believe it if I say it?
So he had no choice but to turn to Li Jinghuan and said: "If Brother Jinghuan can be trusted, these dividends will be placed in the Yang Mansion for the time being. If Brother Jinghuan wants to use them at any time, he can just come to the Yang Mansion accountant to withdraw them; of course, Brother Jinghuan wants to withdraw them now."
It’s okay to go there…”
Although some people couldn't understand why Yang Fan acted in such an unreasonable way, Li Jinghuan did not object.
Among the people, Li Jinghuan reacted the fastest, and said with some uncertainty: "But my father..."
Yang Fan hesitated for a moment and then said ambiguously: "There are some things that cannot be said, heard, or passed on. This reform of the imperial examination has a wide impact. Lord Shangshu may be implicated in the future, but it should not be a big deal..."
Although Yang Fan knew the real reason, it was impossible for Yang Fan to tell him. He could only use it as an excuse and stop at it.
As the backbone, Yang Fan still has a lot of authority. Since he said it was nothing major, he naturally didn't ask for more details.
His attention naturally turned to the wine glass, and the sounds of heroic fist fights continued one after another.
Suddenly, the cold winter is no longer so boring.
It wasn't until nightfall that the servants sent the drunken Cheng Chumo and others back to their house. Yang Fan was also half drunk at this time.
Although I don’t know if it’s true to say that people have sex after drinking, alcohol in moderation can really stimulate sex.
"Mr. Lang... spare Meiniang!" Wu Meiniang was lying on the bed, her graceful body soft and weak.
This made Yang Fan extremely depressed, and now he had no choice but to shoot.
Yang Fan said with a grimace: "What should I do in this situation?"
Wu Meiniang almost burst into tears. Before leaving the court, Yang also taught the joy of sexual intercourse, but it was completely different!
My husband is simply a bull. Every time he wants to win, he always fails miserably.
Wu Meiniang bit her red lips, her eyes blurred: "Husband, why don't you call Xing'er in..."
Although he felt a little depressed, Yang Fan also knew that going too far was too much, so he had to endure it.
After all, that little girl Xing'er is only thirteen years old, so she really can't bear to cause harm to her.
Seeing Yang Fan's uncomfortable look, Wu Meiniang bit her teeth and held on to her weak and sore body.
Soon, Yang Fan took a breath of cold air.
Because she was bitten by Her Majesty the Empress Wu Zetian, Yang Fan's tactile nerves immediately became hundreds of thousands of times more sensitive.
It didn't take long to surrender the gun.
Wu Meiniang gave Yang Fan a charming look, which almost caused thunder and fire.
After cleaning up, Wu Meiniang lay on Yang Fan's chest and listened to the strong heartbeat.
Yang Fan stroked the smooth skin with his big hands, feeling the jade-like touch, and asked: "Where did Minyue and the others go?"
Wu Meiniang drew circles with her small hands, and her lips parted slightly: "It will be the end of the year in two days. Sisters and the others will go to Junyangfang to see my mother. Meiniang will also go tomorrow..."
Yang Fan said a little strangely: "Why don't you take her over to celebrate the New Year together?"
Wu Meiniang was overjoyed and said expectantly: "Husband, is this really okay?"
Through Wu Meiniang's explanation, Yang Fan understood the reason.
In ancient times, the mother-in-law usually did not celebrate the New Year at her son-in-law's house.
However, as a time traveler, Yang Fan doesn't care about these outdated customs.
Wu Meiniang was so moved by this operation that she became as pretty as fire and as tender as water.