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Luo Zhaoyun ordered several kinds of drinks here to taste, and ate the signature dishes of the restaurant, and the consumption of one meal reached dozens of yuan.

However, from this Huren restaurant, he saw some advantages, but also found a little shortcomings, how to learn from each other's strengths, combined with his later understanding of the hotel, the 'Ning's Restaurant' based in Chang'an City, laid a commercial foundation.

Now that Luo Zhaoyun has come to the capital, if the development goes well, he will definitely have to live for a few years, and when Yang Guang moves to the eastern capital to govern, it will be three or four years later, and these few years will be enough for him to gain a firm foothold in Guanzhong.

"It's already August, Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian, there is still one year to live...... Luo Zhaoyun's heart moved, he knew that a year later, the situation would change, and it would be Yang Guang's turn to step onto the stage of history and start the crazy big cause mode.

The three of them were full of food and drink, and they were already in a mess, Ji Pingwu was the first time to consume such a high-end consumption, accompanied by a young and beautiful orchid, his blood was boiling, and after a pound of liquor was in his stomach, his hands were already a little dishonest, and he pinched the legs, buttocks, and arms of the orchid, for this reason, when he left to pay the bill, Luo Zhaoyun also gave her an extra amount of money to make a 'special' tip.

"A lot of money, why are my hands so cheap!" Ji Pingwu saw that Luo Zhaoyun had spent more money for him, and he felt a little sorry for the hanging money.

Luo Zhaoyun waved his hand and smiled: "Hehe, where fireworks are fun, it's worth it to be happy, don't care about money, let's go!" ”

The three of them walked out of the restaurant and did not continue to visit the East Market, because it was too big to finish in a day, so they had time to come and watch it slowly.

Coming out of the south gate of Dongshi, continuing to the south, facing a row of Anyi Fang, Shengping Fang, Cultivation Workshop, Xiuzheng Fang, etc., Luo Zhaoyun wants to make a mansion in a remote place, so that he can buy a big mansion, and even continue to expand, close to the square around the royal city, the land is too expensive, and the people who live are all princes, princes, high-ranking officials, nobles, and wealthy merchants.

An afternoon passed quickly, and in the end, Luo Zhaoyun and the three of them walked from the bustling area to the edge of the city.

It is next to the city, and there are relatively few residents, because it is too far away from the bustling city center, so there is a large empty forest of trees, although it is encircled in the city, it has not been developed much, and the land is deserted, and it is full of wild interest.

Therefore, some squares adjacent to the city wall have become a very beautiful place in Chang'an City, and some quiet literati and writers and some people who are frustrated and greedy for cheap rents will choose this square area as a place to live, which is clean and elegant.

"This workshop is good, Dunyi Fang, from the Anhua Gate of the South City, there are two squares, there is Yong'an Canal north and south through this square area, materials from outside the city, after the waterway checkpoint outside the city, can be transported directly into the city from the waterway without unloading." Luo Zhaoyun fell in love with Dunyi Fang, which is six squares away from Wangcheng to the north, and the price of land has dropped to a very low level.

The three of them stood on a hill in Dunyifang, looking at the Yong'an River Canal and many uncultivated areas, which formed a sharp contrast with the prosperity of Chang'an City.

"Boss, it's too far away to stand in the East Palace, it's going to be seven or eight miles away."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm riding, I have a knight with me, I can ride a horse to Chang'an, and go to the East Palace Changlin Gate on duty, it doesn't matter."

Guo Xiaoke nodded and said: "The scenery here is good, less than one-third of the residents are there, and there seem to be few noble families with titles." ”

"This place is exactly what I want, okay, let's go here today, the sun will set, it will get dark, Chang'an City will have a curfew, we have to rush back to the East Palace, go back on foot, it's far enough." Luo Zhaoyun smiled slightly, he had already achieved his initial goal, and the next step was to create his own small force little by little.

In any era, money is the king, although the ancient society is the official standard, that is, to be an official is rich and powerful, and superior to others, feel that the glory of the ancestors, but the official is too dangerous, either by the king suspicion and death, or by the peer party to die, can get a good death too few, even if their own generation is fine, but the second generation, the third generation, either declined, or involved in political struggle, the family was ruined, and even the victor dug the ancestral grave, the merits of the predecessors were also erased at once, such too much.

Therefore, while Luo Zhaoyun entered the official career, he was also leaving a back road for himself, and the timing was not right, so he would retire bravely in the future, resign and return to his hometown, or retire after success, and return to the field, secretly having huge financial resources, enough for his children and grandchildren to continue for several lifetimes.

Moreover, prosperity is bound to decline, troubled times are coming, and with sufficient financial resources, he can wait for opportunities in troubled times, which is Luo Zhaoyun's small ambition.

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Two days later, Luo Zhaoyun wrote a letter and handed it to the official post department that could be mailed, ostensibly a letter to Luo Yi in Youzhou, but secretly a letter was forwarded to Mu He, asking him to send a group of people to the capital.

After sending the letter, Luo Zhaoyun went to buy many gifts, planning to visit the old man of the Luo family, and his grandfather Luo Rong went.

Luofu is located in the right side of the street in the south of Qixiamen, counting from south to north, the seventh square - Changxing Fang.

This location is also a gathering area for dignitaries, but it is not the most prosperous area, after all, it is far from the imperial city, and it is still separated by two squares longitudinally.

In Changxingfang, there are mostly some big officials below the third grade, the fourth and fifth grades are the majority, and there are some medium-sized Guanlong aristocratic residential areas, the streets are neat, the pavilions are numerous, the eaves are painted, the blue bricks are long tiles, the alleys are very wide, the trees are surrounded, and they are very elegant.

Luo Zhaoyun found Luo's mansion, looked at the vast mansion, and felt a little inexplicable in his heart, he was about to recognize his elders, and he didn't know what this cheap grandfather looked like and what his temper was, after all, the historical records were just because of Luo Yi's relationship, and he just passed it off, and there were no deeds left, so it was difficult to guess.

He tied his horse to a hitch under the side wall of the doorway, strode up the steps, grabbed the bronze ring of the beast's head on the door, and knocked on the door with all his might.

"Tom tom!"

Luo Zhaoyun knocked hard, and after a few muffled sounds, footsteps sounded behind the door and opened the door.

"Squeak!" The door opened a gap, and a figure leaned out, it was a middle-aged man, dressed in a green shirt and a scarf on his head, looking Luo Zhaoyun up and down, seeing that he was young, and his clothes were ordinary, not like some powerful and celebrity, he frowned and said, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Luo Zhaoyun said calmly: "I want to visit General Luo Rong!" ”

The servant in charge of the gate said: "My family Luo Gong closed the door to thank guests, unless there is an appointment, otherwise I will not see guests for these days!" ”

"My name is Luo Cheng, also known as Luo Zhaoyun, and I am the grandson of Luo Gong, am I qualified to enter this threshold?"

Luo Cheng ...... Luo Xiaolangjun! The servant's expression moved, he had already received Luo Rong's notice in advance, and learned that a grandson would come to the door in the near future, and it turned out to be him.

"Please... Please come in, Xiao Langjun, Luo Gong has been waiting in the mansion for a long time. The servant's expression became much more respectful.

Luo Zhaoyun smiled faintly when he heard this, knowing that although his old man was semi-retired, he seemed to be quite well-informed, and he was not closed at home, it seemed that the Luo family still had some ways and heritage.

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