"Master, get up!"
It was three o'clock in the morning again, and Fang Jingzhi climbed out of bed with difficulty.
Opening his eyes, he found Lao Wangtou standing in front of the bed.
"Master, I know that you were drinking with guests at home yesterday. The old man specially cooked millet porridge for you and was waiting for you to get up. Now that you are drunk, you should have a bowl of millet porridge the next day to nourish your stomach! "
"Oh, I got it!" Fang Jingzhi replied, rubbing her sleepy eyes.
Shaking his head, where did the bad old man get the wine yesterday? This wine tastes good. I don’t know where I bought it. I don’t have a headache after drinking it. It is much better than the wine I brewed. I will never buy it from the bad old man again. Get something to drink!
She struggled to get up from the bed. Although Fang Jingzhi refused again and again, Lao Wang still helped her get dressed.
Then he handed over a towel and helped Fang Jingzhi wash her face and brush her teeth.
Being served by an old man like this always makes Fang Jingzhi feel uncomfortable.
In the case of the oiran lady, her face is wiped by the oiran's soft little hands.
This young master, should I buy a maid?
Fang Jingzhi thought silently while drinking the sweet millet porridge.
"Master, when the guest left yesterday, he said that you agreed to take away all the wine in the house!" Lao Wang said while peeling salted duck eggs.
This old scoundrel, why don’t I remember saying this?
Fang Jingzhi shook her head indifferently: "Just take it, it's not a good wine anyway, just make some more when you have time!"
The bamboo leaf green that was distilled at the beginning was not much. I drank some myself, and Lan Yu took some away. Last night, Lao Zhu drank some more, and what was left was less than ten kilograms. Lao Zhu took away some, and it was nothing. Big deal.
You have brought my young master’s wine home. Next time I ask you for wine, will you be embarrassed not to give it to me?
"Master, when the guest left, he left another jade pendant for you!" Lao Wang said, taking out another jade pendant from his arms and placing it in front of Fang Jingzhi.
Another jade pendant?
Do you ancients all have this habit?
However, I like it!
Fang Jingzhi lowered his head and looked at it. It was about the same size as the jade pendant given by Lan Yu.
He didn't know anything about glass or glazed, but it seemed like the material should be better.
Different from the arrogant blue characters carved on the blue jade, there is nothing on this jade pendant, only an unrecognizable auspicious beast is carved on it.
It should be worth more than what Sapphire gave me!
Fang Jingzhi secretly thought, he is indeed a dog businessman, he is just rich.
Speaking of Lan Yu, Fang Jingzhi suddenly thought of something.
He looked at Lao Wang and asked: "Lao Wang, have you seen the Zhuangzi that the guest gave you last time?"
When Lao Wang heard this, his face couldn't help but become a little darker, and he said in a deep voice: "The old man just came back from Zhuangzi. Master, we have been tricked. Most of the villagers in that Zhuangzi are veterans from the army! "
"Old pawn?" Fang Jingzhi frowned slightly.
In this era, it was normal to go into battle to kill the enemy, not to mention that Zhuangzi who was given by Lan Yu must have old pawns.
"Since he is a veteran, it should be better. At least he doesn't have to worry about Zhuangzi's safety. Why did he get tricked?" Fang Jingzhi said.
The old Wang shook his head: "Young master, you don't know something. These old soldiers, all of them have injuries on their bodies, either their arms are broken or their legs are broken. You can see the old man..."
For a moment, Lao Wang didn't know what to say.
From the perspective of Fang Jingzhi's interests, Zhuangzi's income mainly comes from farming, and these old soldiers, apart from their ability to kill, are naturally not as good as those tenants in farming, and all of them are injured. Handing the land to them is obviously not as good as It is appropriate to hand it over to other tenants, and handing over the land on Zhuangzi to them is obviously a loss-making deal.
But if Lao Wang was asked to say something to drive away these old pawns, he couldn't.
They are all from the military. Although they belong to different factions, they can understand these people very well.
He has already understood that many of these old soldiers are alone. If they are really driven out of Zhuangzi, based on the self-esteem of these people, they will naturally not find their superiors. They will most likely find a miserable place. spend the rest of your life.
Or starve to death like he did before.
Thinking of the miserable condition of these people, Lao Wang couldn't help but look at Fang Jingzhi, his eyes full of longing.
Fang Jingzhi hates politicians. Politicians are all evil-hearted people, such as Lao Zhu, Li Shanchang, and Hu Weiyong. But I admire these warriors from the bottom of my heart for protecting our country.
The reason is simple, he is greedy for life and afraid of death.
If the Ming Dynasty was the Song Dynasty at this moment, the Yuan people came in.
He would not fight the Yuan people with swords drawn. Even if he did not lead the way for the Yuan people, he would still find a place to hide and live his own life.
Young Master Fang always only plays in favorable situations.
But that didn't stop him from liking these people who bravely took up swords and guns to fight the invaders.
Looking up at the restless Lao Wang, Fang Jingzhi smiled slightly.
"Are they still willing to work?"
Lao Wang looked happy, knowing what the young master meant, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, they are willing to work, but they are not as efficient as those with full bodies, but no one is lazy." , they are all struggling to serve the crops in the fields!"
"Master, this old man understands these people. They have self-respect. They all hold a breath in their hearts and want to prove themselves. Even if they are disabled, they are no worse than those who have no limbs!"
Speaking of this, Lao Wang couldn't help but sigh.
The people who understand warriors best are warriors like him who have been on the battlefield.
These people may be rude, they may have no culture, or they may be as humble as dogs in front of dignitaries.
But these people who came back from the battlefield because of injuries are definitely some of the most courageous people.
After finishing a bowl of millet porridge, Fang Jingzhi put down the bowl and chopsticks, took the handed towel and wiped his hands.
After thinking for a while, he said: "What is the name of the person you mentioned a few days ago who wants to join us in the soap business?"
"Master, that man's name is Shen Mao!" Old Wang replied.
Fang Jingzhi nodded: "It doesn't matter what you call him. Let's do this. You go back to him and say that I am willing to cooperate with him, but I can't give him the recipe, but I can supply him with the product. We can't even get the soap." Only go to the high-end market, just like I told you, come on, produce some low-end products, put the production base in Zhuangzi, and let the old people make pancakes, it will always be better than working in the fields. It’s a little more relaxed, and as for the land in Zhuangzi, let’s leave it like that for the time being.”
"Yes, Master!" Lao Wang quickly agreed.
Fang Jingzhi pointed to the big vat at the door and continued: "Find a few old farmers who know how to serve crops, cut two branches from my vat and send them to the farm, wait on them well, and see if they can be planted! "
The plants in the big tank at the door were treated as treasures by the young master. No one was allowed to touch them except the young master himself.
Lao Wang looked at the big vat at the door with confusion. Seeing that the young master looked good, he asked curiously: "Master, what is in this vat!"
"What is it!" Fang Jingzhi crossed her arms and smiled mysteriously: "It's my young master's time-travel benefit!"
"By the way, you ask those veterans about a person with a scar on his face..."
…
Have enough to eat and drink, and have nothing to do.
Lao Wang went to Zhuangzi again, and Fang Jingzhi had nothing to do, so she put her hands behind her back and prepared to talk to the oiran about life and ideals.
Life seemed to have returned to what it was supposed to be overnight.
It was as if Lao Zhu and Lan Yu had never appeared, and he had never seen the marriage recruitment.
On the Qinhuai River, the mist is vast.
The market is bustling with traffic and crowds of people.
Weaving through the bustling crowd, Fang Jingzhi was going to visit the antique market by the Qinhuai River.
The carefully prepared melon seeds had already been served by Lao Zhu and his wife.
All I can do is find some other gifts to pay the oiran for free.
If the courtesan likes to sing, you can check to see if there is a guqin on the market. If the lady of poetry likes poetry, you can look for ancient inkstones, calligraphy and painting, etc.
Fang Jingzhi's goal is very clear.
He just came to buy...
Fake!
When girls receive gifts, what they receive is not the value of the gift, but your attitude.
When it comes to picking up girls, he is theoretically a thief.
Looking at the young ladies walking back and forth in the street shops, Fang Jingzhi couldn't help but admire how bad life was.
Ancient people, you are too defensive, why don't you wear less clothes?
This young master is an upright gentleman!
Read the Spring and Autumn Period!
Do they still look at your face, breasts, waist, hips, long legs...? ! !
We, the scholars, regard beauty as if it were nothing, okay?
Isn't it?
Scholars, you should also be careful!
Bah, shameless!
Looking at the little lady whose face turned red after being stared at by him, and who shyly hid behind the maid, Fang Jingzhi took a deep breath!
I feel like my character has been insulted!
Forget it, stop reading!
Fang Jingzhi turned around and prepared to leave!
But when his eyes swept over the Qingshui Bridge, he suddenly felt like his eyes were brightening.
Is this the legendary...
Girl by the bridge!
