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Wu Zhao left first, leaving Yang Fan to wander around the mansion alone.
Along the way, the mansion is full of flower ponds, rockeries, strange rocks and gardens.
One word for his senses - big, really big!
If such a large piece of land were placed in Kyoto in later generations, it would be worth tens of billions!
At this moment, Yang Fan's mind was filled with the small-farmer thoughts of the otaku in his previous life.
My brother is also a landlord, why don't he become a charterer?
I spent dozens of taels of gold in exchange for this mansion, which is equivalent to tens of millions in terms of purchasing power, but it is still a huge profit!
Just as Yang Fan was having sex in his mind, a voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Sir, are you here? There have been almost no major changes to the gardens in the mansion. Do you think there is anything else that needs rectification? The interior decoration has been modified according to your instructions and designs."
He turned around and saw that Yang Laifu was standing beside him.
Under the leadership of Yang Laifu, crystal clear glass windows, flush toilets... were presented one by one.
The mansion has been transformed into a modern classic villa, and it looks quite unique.
As soon as she sat down, Xing'er came out of nowhere holding a tea cup, followed by Wu Meiniang.
At this time, Wu Meiniang had already changed her clothes.
The pink gauze wraps her slender figure, and sets off her flower-like face. Now she is like a fox demon who has been practicing for thousands of years, seducing people's hearts!
The fiery gaze made Wu Meiniang's face turn red. Although she was a little shy, her heart was sweet.
Putting the tray in her hand on the table, her seductive red lips whispered.
"The bedroom in the backyard has not been tidied up yet. Sir, I will take a short rest and have some refreshments."
At this time, she was elegant, beautiful, gentle and dignified. How could she look like Her Majesty Queen Wu Zetian, who was holding the sun and moon in her hands and swallowing all the anger? She is simply a charming little girl.
There is a big gap between her and the Wu Zetian in her subconscious mind. Could it be that someone has screwed her up!
Xing'er put the tea cup on the tray, said with a sweet smile:
"Sir, try the tea I made. Miss Wu personally taught me how to make it. If it tastes good, I will make it for you every day."
In the past, Yang Fan rarely drank tea. Even if he had guests, he would drink water instead of tea. Plain water tasted better than such tea.
After all, the tea of the Tang Dynasty was made by mixing green onion, ginger, garlic and tea leaves. He believed that it could not be called tea at all, but would be more suitable to be called tea soup.
I remember that when the little girl Xing'er made tea for him for the first time, she asked Yang Fan to take a sip. The sour and refreshing taste is still fresh in my memory.
This also caused a huge blow to the little girl Xing'er's confidence.
Maybe she felt that Wu Meiniang came from a wealthy family, so her tea-making skills were better, so she was eager to offer treasures just now after learning.
The muscles on Yang Fan's face twitched involuntarily, and when he thought of the soup-like tea, he couldn't help feeling nauseated.
Can you drink that thing?
But he looked at the little girl who was about to receive praise.
If she didn't drink it, wouldn't the little girl's hard work be wasted? She couldn't help but feel unbearable!
Alas, the Buddha used his body to feed the tiger, so let’s be a guinea pig today!
He took a small sip and swallowed it with a frown.
"Well, not bad, it's better than last time. I'll teach you how to make another kind of tea next time."
In order to suffer less, it is better to drink fried tea!
Well, as for the Dahongpao, no one has picked the Dahongpao from the mother tree in Wuyi Mountain.
Hearing Yang Fan's praise, the little girl's face was filled with joy, and her little face turned into a flower with a smile.
This gave Yang Fan some comfort, as long as he was the guinea pig and gained something.
The little girl looked at Wu Meiniang with a look of admiration. She was worthy of being the daughter of a prince, and her tea-making skills were higher than those of ordinary people.
Compared to the last time when I squirted out directly, at least the young master swallowed it.
If Yang Fan knew that his unintentional act had elevated Wu Meiniang's status, who knows if a mouthful of old blood would spurt out.
Just as he was about to enjoy some cakes and look at the beauties, his servants came to report, and Cheng Guogong and others came to congratulate him.
Only then did he remember that he was staying in the new mansion today and had already informed Cheng Yaojin and others in advance to come over and cook the bottom of the pot.
After all, after arriving in the Tang Dynasty, apart from the people in the mansion, I only knew Chen Yaojin and the others.
As soon as he left the house, firecrackers were fired. After a burst of noise, Cheng Yaojin and others came forward to congratulate him.
"Congratulations to my nephew on his move to a new house. This is a congratulatory gift. We will definitely not return home drunk today..."
Looking at the long row of carriages, Yang Fan was a little speechless. Are all the gifts given so arrogantly, one after another?
Then he rolled his eyes, what a bunch of drunkards they are. They are so active, maybe they are thinking about their own wine.
After leading everyone into the main hall, Li Er and others were stunned in shock.
The windows are all made of colored glass, which provides excellent lighting, but this is too luxurious.
Li Er pointed at Yang Fan and trembled with anger:
"You are so hateful. You don't know the sufferings of the people. As a member of the royal family, I don't have such luxury as you."
Cheng Yaojin looked envious and said carelessly:
"It's so open and bright. My nephew will come to my house to help with it when he has time."
However, Fang Xuanling looked further and asked:
"Could it be that Sir Alex has mastered the method of mass production of Liuli by doing this?"
These words made Li Er and Cheng Yaojin's eyes light up.
Last time I was deceived by Yang Fan's statement about limited sales. I thought it was because of the low production volume.
Now it seems that output is obviously not an issue.
The two of them stared at Yang Fan with gleaming eyes, as if they were staring at a beautiful woman without any clothes on. This is all money!
Hehehe smiled, Yang Fan did not respond.
But we are all smart people, and we have already made a judgment in our hearts.
Myolie brought a teacup and poured a cup of cold water for Yang Fan. Lao Li and others were not surprised, knowing that this boy didn't like drinking tea.
Li Er was in a good mood. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Hmm... Not bad. This tea-making skill has improved. Who did you learn it from?"
Hearing the praise, Xing'er's face turned red and she replied shyly:
"Miss Wu taught me..."
Li Er was stunned for a moment, then murmured to himself and repeated:
"Miss Wu?"
Then he looked at Yang Fan with curiosity.
He really couldn't understand that Yang Fan had been able to hold back the Wu family's daughter for more than ten days and didn't move. There must be nothing wrong with this kid's health!
Seeing Li Er looking at him with strange eyes, Yang Fan felt a chill in his heart.
I wonder if this old Li likes masculine styles.
After all, he knew that there were such cases in the royal family, such as Prince Li Chengqian.
If Li Er knew what Yang Fan was thinking, I wonder if he would castrate him with one knife and take him to the palace.
After coughing dryly and clearing his throat, Li Er said to Yang Fan:
"If you have any objections to Wu's daughter, I can ask your majesty to give you another beauty."
Lao Li's words made Yang Fan look confused!
If it was just the beginning, he would of course be happy to change.
But now that I know Wu Zhao is not what I imagined, of course I don't want to change it again.
A beautiful and smart little girl, who would give her up?
So he asked:
"how you said that?"
"Wu's daughter has been in the house for more than ten days, and she is still a girl. Don't you have any objections to her?"
Only then did Yang Fan realize that it was a misunderstanding.
Some time ago, I was wary of Wu Meiniang, so I didn't want to see her.
I just decided to accept her this morning, so there was no time to act.
Besides, Wu Zhao has just turned 14 years old. Although he looks like he has a curvy front and back, he can't handle it mentally. Please bear with it!
As for how long we can endure it depends on God’s will!
Since Yang Fan had no objection, Li Er did not delve into it further, but returned to the Liuli business issue.
"Boy, since you are moving to Chang'an City today, why don't you hurry up and start the glass business?"
Although the smallpox plague has been brought under control, there are now many people affected by the disease, and the court's best efforts to deal with the aftermath are only a drop in the bucket.
Your Majesty wants you to speed up the progress of the glass business to ease the court's expenses.
He pursed his lips speechlessly, how can this be said quickly?
If the early heat is not stirred up, it will be of little use at all.
Before the shops opened, he also wanted to prepare an auction and take out a piece of meat from the mouth of a wealthy businessman.
This is big money, and it comes quickly.
"Please tell His Majesty that this is not the best time. You will give him a satisfactory answer after some time."
At this time, Cheng Yaojin also said: "Yes, Lao Li, this matter cannot be rushed. My mother-in-law has been spreading the news everywhere according to Yang Xiaozi's instructions."
But I can’t say it clearly, progress is a bit slow!
"Oh, I am impatient, but the people are suffering!"
Yang Fan also knew that there were many victims of the smallpox plague, and many families lost their main labor force.
Thinking of the miserable scene I saw last time, where so many people had no food and clothing, or even starved to death, I couldn't help but said angrily:
"There are many wealthy businessmen from aristocratic families in Chang'an City. Why doesn't the imperial court allow them to raise donations?"
Most industries in the world are almost monopolized by noble families. These noble families either do not need to pay taxes or simply refuse to pay taxes. They should be very wealthy.
Fang Xuanling took a sip of tea glumly and said with a wry smile:
"I heard that it's not that we don't raise funds, but that when raising funds was mentioned during the court meeting, many children of aristocratic families opposed it. Although His Majesty forced it to pass, there were only a few people who donated, and many aristocratic families were perfunctory. After more than half a month of fundraising, we only raised a few tens of thousands."
But such a small amount of money is not enough for the victims to fill their teeth!
I finally understood that these aristocratic families are nothing but worms. They only care about their own interests and only suck the blood of the people. It is really hateful.
After a moment of silence, Yang Fan said:
"I do have a way, as long as..."
Cheng Yaojin, who was drinking tea, squirted it out and said in surprise:
"My nephew, you don't want to say that you will do it as hard as you did when you went to Duke Ying's mansion, right? This is not feasible."
Li Er and Fang Xuanling also smiled bitterly. If this method was feasible, they would have done it long ago! How can the aristocratic family be so easy to deal with?
