Kunsha's batch of military uniform fabrics was not needed urgently, so Zuer didn't think about starting the convoy, but packed it into the space himself and planned to be lazy.
It doesn't matter if it's cheap now for the Zhang family, it's not worth much.
The Zhang family are all pragmatic, and they are people who don't let go of eagles when they see rabbits, and Zuer didn't talk too much nonsense to them.
Food, cloth, cement, these are all things that can be distributed to the hands of those present, and they are things that are completely higher than the understanding of this era.
Everyone naturally has an idea of how they should treat her in the future.
The elders sneered at the indecent behavior of dividing things in front of the ancestral hall, but the tribesmen obviously agreed with it.
There is no poor person in the Zhang family, and they do not lack these things. They are just exploring and curious about unknown things.
Needless to say, cement is unheard of and unseen.
Even the rice and fabrics were of a type I had never seen before.
Due to the low technology of rice milling in this era, even the best rice will have some rice husks on it.
In wealthy families, the cooks and maidens would select the food one by one before they dared to cook it for the owner to eat.
After all, there are no human rights at this time. If the owner cuts his teeth and stabs his throat, he will be punished.
And every grain of Zhang Zuer's rice is crystal clear and full, and there is not a grain of sand or a rice husk in the sack.
There are thousands of bags of rice here, all of this quality. It is impossible for someone to pick them out one by one. This proves that Joey Zhang has advanced rice-gluing technology.
And those fabrics are stronger and more durable than those on the market. What's even more rare is that the quantity of these things is very considerable, and it cannot be a trick like a blind eye.
The heads of the branch families standing in the front row had the most say on this point. They really appeared out of thin air and almost fell on their feet.
The way to serve is to give a sweet date with a stick, and then show force after showing wealth.
If you don't have enough strength, no matter how many good things you have, you won't be able to win over people's hearts. Others will just treat you as a fat sheep who want to take a few bites.
There is no rush to show force. As soon as she starts to take power, someone will naturally come out.
She was still in the ancestral hall at the moment. She couldn't knock down all her clan members just to show off her skills.
Originally, Zu'er was hoping that someone would pop up who would question her and establish her authority, preferably from Zhang Fusheng and Zhang Fuxiao's family, so that she could take the opportunity to avenge herself publicly.
Unexpectedly, these people are very smart and have very strong intelligence capabilities. They have already found out her characteristics clearly.
Since it is true to collect objects out of thin air, then it is probably not false to make good use of sky thunder.
So the inauguration ceremony ended so smoothly, making Zuer, who was planning to cause trouble, feel as helpless as punching cotton.
At this time, the Zhang family should have been infiltrated by the Wang family, and even the previous patriarch was assassinated. There is no reason to calm down like this. This is unscientific!
Not only Zhang Zuer was puzzled, the Elders Council also found it incredible.
These few members of my family are trying to compete for the position of clan leader, but some of the branch families are also restless.
They were dissatisfied that their family had received too many benefits and had long planned to take advantage of the chaos to break away. It was really not their style to calmly accept a woman in power.
The several branch leaders who planned to compete for the position of ancestors were not fools. Everyone smelled that a storm was coming.
No matter what era it is, after large-scale events, there is basically a banquet, which is also a popular way of communication among Chinese people.
Although Zhang's behavior is different from that of foreigners, this tradition has been preserved.
There are more than 200 tables placed in the large square of the outer courtyard, arranged according to the family division, genealogy, and branches.
It's orderly and flawless, and one has to admire the Zhang family's strong execution ability.
Zuer sat at the main table in the middle. In addition to the chief elder representing the elders and several leaders of the family, there were also several leaders of the branch families who had just returned.
At this time, the official was also held in her arms. Although his little face was expressionless, anyone could see his uneasiness.
The people sitting at this table were all the powerful figures of the Zhang family, and they all had serious faces.
Not to mention a junior official at this age, even those ruthless characters in the Zhang family who often go to the ground can't help but feel nervous.
Zuer knocked on the table impatiently, "Can you stop looking so bitter and resentful?
Looking at your faces, I thought who was going to have a funeral today!
What, you don’t like the food? "
The people who asked this question didn't know how to respond. They were also well-known figures after all, so how could they show off for the sake of arguing.
Solemnity, rigidity, and observance of etiquette are the consistent style of the Zhang family. It's just that your painting style is so strange.
It turned out that the few people in the main family had become accustomed to Zuer's way of speaking, and the leaders of the outside branch families all looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what this woman was causing trouble.
Others may not know it, but the Great Elder and Zhang Xinglu are well-connected.
What else could it be for?
Their atmosphere scared the little kid in her arms.
Today, the elder felt that Zuer was a little rude. Not everyone could sit at the main table.
Zhang Xiaoguan is not qualified to eat at this table.
The elder was hesitant to speak and glanced at the junior official, but was caught by Zuer's gaze.
My aunt immediately glared, "Where are you looking?
Do you think I am willing to carry my nephew over this table?
Do you really think your old face is so good? "
The great elder tried his best to suppress his anger and explained, "I didn't say anything, why are you so impatient?
I have good intentions. Children will be nervous here, so it would be more comfortable to go down there! "
Zuer glanced at the people present coldly, "I'm afraid some people won't let the Zhang family finish the meal safely, so it's safer to be by my side."
There's nothing wrong with saying that.
They all felt that something was not right today, but they couldn't tell what was wrong.
If anything, it was their sixth sense of danger that gave them the smell of conspiracy.
Not only were they aware of it, but many members of the tribe were also aware that something was wrong. Some even pretended to spill the wine glass and use their silver rings to test for poison.
The soldiers were coming to stop him, but Zu'er didn't want to wrong her eldest nephew because of something that didn't happen.
She didn't dare to touch the food on the table. Instead, she took the previously prepared food from her own space and gave it to the junior officer.
This guy is also immoral and will take whatever is easy for him to do.
Especially the cup of Buddha jumping over the wall, the taste is mellow and overbearing. To paraphrase a Northeastern veteran, it really makes people confused!
While Zu'er was feeding Xiaoguan, she also took a few bites. She might start a fight at some point, so she had to conserve her strength.
Xiao Guan was a little embarrassed to be watched by others eating, but he still hurriedly opened his mouth after his aunt fed him.
Zuer eats elegantly but very quickly. When it comes to shrimp dumplings, if Xiaoguan eats one, she can eat four. When Xiaoguan is full, she will almost finish it.
Both aunt and nephew had good appetites, so they showed off a basket of shaomai, two baskets of shrimp dumplings, a plate of sweet and sour pork loin, a plate of hibiscus shrimp balls, a plate of braised pork, a bowl of rice and a cup of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.
Zhang Jinzhou couldn't help but be speechless. Fortunately, this girl's wealth was astonishing. How could any ordinary family afford it?
The others were also muttering in their hearts, not only curious about Joey Chang's appetite, but also curious about where those things came from?
If she has practiced the legendary Taoist method or has some space treasure, it is possible to put something in it, but why is the food still steaming when it comes out?
They read a lot, but a lot of theoretical knowledge is not applicable to Zhang Zuer.
This girl appears and behaves strangely, as if she exists specifically to refresh their knowledge.
It is common for the Zhang family to go without food for several days. If it were not for Zuer and Xiaoguan's eating and drinking, they would not feel hungry at all.
Now, haha!
You can control yourself from drooling, but you really can't control your stomach from growling.
And this is as contagious as yawning, and the scene gradually becomes more and more funny.
Just as the great elder wanted to say something to ease the embarrassment, he suddenly heard the sound of weapons clashing in the distance.
Then a man covered in blood ran over, shouting that the enemy was attacking, and the line between life and death was broken!
