In the reception room, Old Uncle Liu was holding a cigarette stick in his mouth. There was already a slight furrow between his brows. He clicked his mouth twice and squinted his eyes as if chatting and asked Old Uncle Wang beside him.
"Hey, Lao Wang, your mother-in-law has been very quiet recently. I haven't heard her shout for several days~"
Who in the village doesn't know that the voice of the old Wang's wife is second best, but who dares to say first? Even the dogs in the village will take a detour when they see Aunt Wang.
To the left and right of Tang Sufan's yard were the neighboring Lao Wang family and the Lao Uncle Liu family who lived across the village road.
In the past few days, Aunt Wang had been inexplicably quiet, which made the surrounding area much quieter.
In the past, Aunt Wang's voice could be heard by almost half of the village, but these two days it was inexplicably quiet.
As he spoke, Old Uncle Wang couldn't help but a trace of doubt flashed across his face.
In the past two days, his wife had indeed been much quieter, and he had also been quiet for two days in a row.
Don't tell me, he's almost not used to it.
But with a red face, he shook his coat and said seriously.
"Damn it, I was scolded for doing something wrong two days ago, so I should be a little bit quieter these two days~"
He behaves like the head of the family and is very knowledgeable.
Suddenly, Tang Sufan looked up: "Hey, Aunt Wang, where are you going~"
This sound scared Uncle Wang so much that he almost fell off the stool and quickly looked around.
No one saw it, but they heard the unscrupulous laughter of Tang Sufan and Old Liu.
Uncle Wang's face suddenly darkened and he glared at the two men.
Who in Jinghe Village doesn’t know about Old Uncle Wang’s reputation as a henpecker?
But Lao Wang is still stubborn. No matter what, he can take advantage of the opportunity to gain a little bit of face.
"Su Fan, don't talk nonsense. Your Aunt Wang is grinding noodles in the next room. What if she hears it?"
"This woman needs to be taken care of as long as she needs to be taken care of~"
If no one comes, Old Uncle Wang will have enough confidence.
With my chest held high, I began to "preach the gospel, receive karma, and resolve doubts" wherever I went.
Tang Sufan fell down and was "playing chess" with Old Uncle Liu. While listening to Old Uncle Wang's nonsense, he saw a phantom.
Tang Sufan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and began to pray for Uncle Wang in his heart~
Before Uncle Wang said a few words, he immediately felt a chill on his back.
Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the base of my ears, and my head felt high.
Then came the familiar roar of Aunt Wang.
"The man named Wang has given you face, right?"
Accompanied by another round of unscrupulous ridicule from the old and the young, Old Uncle Wang quickly begged for mercy and was about to cry but had no tears.
"Daughter-in-law, why did you come out?"
Aunt Wang glared angrily and put down the teacup and plate in her hand.
"I'll give you some snacks. I'm afraid Su Fan is hungry. Come on, eat some biscuits. I just made them from the pot and they're hot."
After putting down the things, Aunt Wang left quickly.
Only Tang Sufan knew that Aunt Wang had been waiting for several days.
Since ancient times, the imperial power has been as powerful as the sky. How can the awe of the imperial power be expressed clearly in the hearts of the people these days in just a few words?
Ever since Uncle Wen told Aunt Wang about that matter, Aunt Wang didn't even tell her husband.
I've been really scared these past few days.
That's the emperor's family, what's going on?
Let’s get back to the point.
After playing for a while, old Uncle Liu, who was playing backgammon with chess pieces, spoke: "Su Fan, now you have made a fortune and become the prince of the imperial court. Now, all three of our villages will enjoy the blessings with you~"
This half year.
With Tang Sufan here, the life of Jinghe Village can be said to be prosperous.
The workshop below Tang Sufan can be said to support most of the people in the village.
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Now the three villages have become Tang Sufan's fiefdom, which has made life easier for the three villages.
Tang Sufan replied casually.
"What's wrong, Uncle Liu from our own village, you know that I grew up here, so I treat it as repayment to the villagers. Besides, it's also the villagers who help me."
Nowadays, Uncle Wen is in charge of the affairs in this so-called fiefdom, and he is just a hands-off shopkeeper.
Except for the novelty in the first few days of being granted the title, I had already traveled around in a horse-drawn carriage to roughly where my fiefdom was.
It was business as usual from then on, and I didn't pay much attention to it.
After all, as salty as he is, he doesn't want to have too many things.
Old Uncle Wang sat aside and sighed: "Oh, I think back then, Su Fan's family came to our village, and Su Fan's father and I had the same surname, and we happened to be neighbors. Who would have thought that Su Fan Fan can be so promising now!"
After saying this, Old Uncle Wang showed a proud expression on his face.
They had watched Su Fan grow up. Who would have thought that a child who was dull when he was young would grow up to be so great.
Who in the nearby villages dares to bully the people of Jinghe Village?
"Oh, this winter, thanks to you Su Fan, our three villages have been able to survive~"
As if he was getting excited, Old Uncle Liu looked at the scattered snowflakes outside the door and couldn't help but sigh.
"I don't know if this year is good or not~"
Isn't it that thunder and rain, wind and rain are what people care most about?
After this period of snow, spring is almost here, but it's still very cold these two days.
The cold weather in spring is also the same.
That's all.
Tang Sufan took a bite of the biscuit and couldn't help but say.
"Old Uncle Liu, Uncle Wang, tomorrow I will give you another set of blueprints. You can help me figure it out. It shouldn't be too difficult. You can help me build it. As long as it works, you can help me build it later. It’s personal, the materials are good, and money is not an issue.”
Old Uncle Liu smashed his mouth, couldn't help but knock the cigarette pole, and said with a surprised look on his face.
"Oh? Su Fan, do you have something good again?"
Old Uncle Wang was not vague at all, he patted his chest and added a sentence.
"Don't worry, there hasn't been much work in the past two days apart from packing some farm tools in the shop. Your uncle Wang promises to get it done for you."
Now, Uncle Liu and Uncle Wang have almost become Tang Sufan's exclusive craftsmen.
Old Uncle Liu came from the former Ministry of Industry of Sui Dynasty, and Old Uncle Wang was also a blacksmith.
The two of them have real skills in wood and iron craftsmanship. Even if there are some skilled craftsmen in the city, they may not be as sophisticated as these two.
In the past six months, Old Uncle Liu has contracted all the wood furniture for Tang Sufan's several shops just because Tang Sufan made various things. Old Uncle Liu's small workshop has been expanding again and again.
I have built a small courtyard, married my two sons, and am about to have a second spring. What a beautiful little life.
And Old Uncle Wang made a lot of money just from the chimney and other craftsmanship Tang Sufan gave him, and from the business in nearby villages.
I also plan to hire a craftsman to renovate my house in the coming spring.
As long as it's a job assigned by Tang Sufan, there will never be any ambiguity between the two of them.
"It's not a novelty, it's just a plow. Spring plowing is coming soon, and plowing the soil is a problem."
"Some people don't have cattle at home, so it will inevitably take a long time. Now that these three villages are my fiefdom, I should also think of some ways to solve the problem."
Tang Sufan's words had to make the two of them feel admiration.
Since ancient times, the noble lords of the fiefdom have waited for the households in the town to pay the grain when the time comes. Those like Tang Sufan who take the initiative to solve problems for the people in the fiefdom should be regarded as the best among good people.
Sometimes, the child Su Fan's status as a marquis seems a little vague.
This guy is worthy of the title of Marquis, but he does nothing
Can people not be confused by things that belong to the nobles in the city?
"Plow? What's so new about this thing? Why don't you, Uncle Wang, and I plow several of them every year?"
Unexpectedly, it was just a plow. Old Uncle Wang couldn't help but waved his hand with some interest.
How big a deal is it?
"Old Wang, listen to what Su Fan has to say first. The objects that Su Fan can talk about are not simple~"
Old Uncle Liu couldn't help but glared angrily.
"Uncle Wang, this is not a straight-handled plow, but a different kind of plow. When I go back and finish the drawings, you will know tomorrow."
"My plow can be used by an ox, and it saves a lot of effort. Sometimes a stronger person can pull it, and it is much more flexible than a straight-handled plow."
As soon as Tang Sufan finished speaking, Old Uncle Liu couldn't help but frown and asked in a solemn voice.
"Su Fan, are you kidding me? Anyone can pull a plow? What kind of plow is this?"
Su Fan, this kid, looks like a master who has never been to the ground. He must be talking nonsense.
But it seemed that what he said was true, and Old Uncle Liu couldn't help but want to confirm it.
Tang Sufan smiled confidently.
"Of course it's true. Don't worry, Old Uncle Liu. I've seen those straight-handle plows now. It's really too laborious. As long as this plow can be built by then, it should be the same as what I said."
At this time, Old Uncle Wang, who had woken up, looked shocked.
"If that's the case, then everyone can have a plow at home?"
Plow, in bad years.
Not everyone can have one at home. Those who have cattle at home can be said to be a small "rich household" in rural areas.
If you can plow the land without oxen, wouldn’t every household want to have this kind of plow?
"That's all for later, Uncle Wang, it all depends on you two."
Tang Sufan took a steady sip of water, and a plow, which was indispensable for the combination of iron and wood, naturally depended on Old Uncle Liu and the others.
"Don't worry, Su Fan. Regarding wood, your old Uncle Liu can make a flower."
"Don't worry, Su Fan, this is a good thing for the villagers. This matter will be taken care of by your Uncle Wang!"
Old Uncle Wang also patted his chest in assurance.
"In addition, I also want to set up a rural cooperative in my fiefdom, but I am lacking a person to take care of it. Do you have any recommendations from Uncle Liu and Uncle Wang?"
Tang Sufan had already had the idea of rural cooperatives.
It's not that Tang Sufan wants to find something to do, but now that Jinghe Village can accept his own image, his life is pretty good.
But the life of the other two villages is still too bad. Coupled with the bad times in the past two years, they are really a little poor.
Tang Sufan had gone shopping before, although his workshop would only grow bigger in the future.
Feeding the people in the fiefdom is not a problem, but improving agricultural efficiency can also fundamentally solve the problem.
These days, food is a real thing.
Old Uncle Liu and Uncle Wang looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.
Rural cooperatives?
"What is a rural cooperative?"
Later, Tang Sufan explained the concept of rural cooperatives.
Although this may be a bit behind the modern economy of later generations, for now, and within its own unified fiefdom, it is the best way to develop the agricultural economy.
Uncle Wang seemed to understand, but Old Uncle Liu listened with sharp eyes.
"Su Fan, this is a good thing. In this way, many people who don't have plows or oxen can also plant on the ground. They can also plant better, and the harvest will naturally increase."
After all, Old Uncle Liu was half an official when he was young. This experience was different, and he soon figured out the secret.
A good thing, indeed a good thing.
"This method is suitable for now, but there is a lack of a person in charge. As you know, I am too lazy to worry about it, so I haven't had time to talk about this method before I come up with it~"
Lao Liu
Uncle frowned at this time and said cautiously: "Ahem, Su Fan~ It really doesn't work. Can you look at my pillars?"
Zhuzi, the second son of Uncle Liu.
"My Zhuzi just doesn't have the patience for the craft work at home, so he won't go to school, but he is very good at the field work. He does all the field work at home, so why not~"
Tang Sufan raised his beautiful eyebrows and said with a smile: "Very good, then the pillar~"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa anotherhahaha, Su Fan, the old man also suggested it, I'm afraid that Zhuzhu will be destroyed by you~"
Old Uncle Liu couldn't help but followed with some worry.
"Well, I don't avoid relatives when promoting talents. I know what Brother Zhuzi is like. Besides, it's not a difficult task. I think it's pretty good. That's it. Is Brother Zhuzhu literate?"
"Sure, let him study for a few days."
"Okay, I'll write up a charter and send it over in two days, and that's it. The wages are easy to negotiate."
Tang Sufan simply made his decision.
…
Chang'an City.
In an attic.
The door is wide open, and outside the hall are scattered snowflakes and pavilions.
Suddenly it was a good mood.
"Brother Wang, you should be drinking tea at this moment, but this wine tastes delicious. I can't help but want Brother Wang to taste it~"
Zheng Yunhe, who was sitting at the head of the table, was as steady as a rock. He held the wine on the table and filled a glass of wine for Wang, the head of the Wang family.
The aroma of wine is overflowing, and the victory is overwhelming.
Wang Duan raised his eyes and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Brother Zheng, as expected, this should be the bar of Xiaoyaoxuan?"
In Chang'an City, the only wine with such a mellow and timeless aroma is the wine from Xiaoyaoxuan.
Zheng Yunhe remained calm, his narrow eyes flashed, his eyelids drooped, and his expression could not be seen.
"Brother Wang has a good eye, but this is the wine from Xiaoyaoxuan~ Why don't you try it?"
Zheng Yunhe smiled and extended his hand to invite.
However, Wang Duan was not in a hurry to pick up the wine glass in front of him. Instead, he asked with a calm smile.
"Wine is not like tea. I've been waiting for a while. I still don't know why Brother Zheng invited me here today."
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(End of chapter)
