After sending Qin Qiong back, Cheng Yanjin's father and son also went home.

Cheng Yanjin looked at Cheng Chuliang up and down, left and right, and almost took off his clothes and checked them one pore at a time.

"Tell me, what happened in the past five days and five nights?"

Cheng Yanjin's eyes were like swords, staring straight at himself.

It's really a dog, how the hell do you explain this?

Tell me about the crossing? That would definitely be regarded as a psychotic and brain-dead!

So far, what else can I do, just make it up.

"Dad, I was really taken away by Xu Zhicai, that day, I made a bet with Yu Chi Baolin, and then rode out to hunt and relax, and met a white-bearded old man, that is, my master Xu Zhicai, he was a little on my forehead, and then I fainted, and when I woke up, I found myself in a strange place, where there were planes, cars, mobile phones, and the house they lived in could be thousands of feet high......"

Cheng Chuliang flickered and talked endlessly, and Cheng Yanjin was stunned for a moment, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground.

"Master said that he didn't have a few years to live, so he had to take in an apprentice and teach his skills, didn't he just met me, he taught me for five years, Dad, you said that you found me for five days and five nights, I just knew that five years over there are equivalent to five days and five nights here......"

For the first time, Cheng Yanjin felt that his brain was not enough.

Oh my God, what kind of place is my son going, the place of the gods?

"With such powerful medical skills there, people must be able to live a long life, right?"

At this moment, Cheng Biting Jin is like a young man who is thirsty for knowledge, and he has 100,000 whys in his heart.

"No, no, Dad, you don't know, there are also wars there, fighting every day, flesh and blood flying, and the air is not good, the water is dirty, and many people have a disease called cancer, which is incurable, only waiting for death."

"The people there have one thing in their eyes, money! Nothing is more important than money, they work hard day and night to earn money, but they are exhausted, and in the end they have to use money to treat their diseases. In the first half of his life, he used his life to make money, and in the second half of his life, Dad, you say, are they stupid? ”

……

"Seeing that I was homesick and didn't like that place, Master sent me back before he died. There is also the little white tiger Da Zhuang, which was raised by the master, let me bring it back and treat it well. ”

With Cheng Chuliang's excellent flickering ability, he can write a book.

People have been fooled by him.

Cheng Chuliang's words, Cheng Biting Jin can't digest it at all, so put it aside for the time being, and now let's talk about the sand sculpture gamble.

Wherever Cheng Biting Jin goes in the past few days, there are people pointing fingers behind his back, saying that his son is a second fool.

That Wei Chi Jingde, who suffered a thousand cuts, actually preached about gambling all over the city, so that the whole Chang'an City knew about it, don't you have money, what's the big deal!

"Say, why do you want to bet with Yu Chi Baolin? If it is Wei Chi Jingde who has set you up, the old man will immediately go to His Majesty to give a comment, if not, you can't come up with a reason that can convince the old man, and the old man will kill you! ”

Cheng Chuliang hurriedly took two steps back and distanced himself from Cheng Yanjin.

Hitting people at every turn, he must have irritability, and I don't know if he can save it.

Where can I find a reason for you, it's not a bet between me and Yu Chi Baolin!

I can only continue to flicker.

"There is only one truth, because I can win!"

The more Cheng Yanjin listened, the more angry he became, and kicked over, but fortunately, Cheng Chuliang reacted quickly and dodged it, otherwise this kick would be enough for him to drink a pot.

"You can win a fart, what do you win? You loser, you're going to off the old man! ”

The son he gave birth to, he has to raise it with tears, and now, it's useless to beat this bastard to death, but it's a pity that those hundred horses hurt when he thinks about it.

Cheng Yanjin sulked himself, so he left by himself.

Cheng Chuliang was relieved, like a bird out of the cage, and took Da Zhuang to visit his new home.

Da Zhuang obviously liked it very much, and went on a rampage in the yard, and even soaked urine under the trees to declare his territory.

Cheng Chuliang's legs were sore, but he hadn't finished the tour yet.

Damn, my house is so big.

Five into the courtyard, if this is placed in the 21st century, it will be more local tyrants than local tyrants!

With such a powerful father and such a big house, you can eat and wait for death in the next life.

But what happened next gave him a slap in the face and made him completely recognize the facts in front of him.

"Hao Jian, get me some money, Young Master Ben wants to go out to consume and make some contributions to my Datang's GDP."

Didn't Wei Zheng say that buddies are gentlemen, then it's better to be a gentleman.

As a gentleman, visiting the Qinglou and drinking flower wine is a must-have entertainment item, and you can't embarrass yourself.

Hao Jian said with a bitter face: "Second young master, there is no money in the house!" ”

"You dog is not a little timid, you dare to deceive Young Master Ben, the dignified family will have no money!"

Cheng Chuliang quickly adapted to his new role in the Tang Dynasty, and he couldn't treat his subordinates too well, he had to be orderly up and down, otherwise they wouldn't kick their noses and faces, and they would have to make inches!

"Second young master, there is really no money in the house, I don't believe you go and ask Steward Cheng and Xiao's bookkeeper."

"Go, get them together."

After a while, the housekeeper Cheng Dong and the bookkeeper Xiao An came to Cheng Chuliang in a hurry.

"Young Master Ben wants to go out to buy something, but Hao Jian's dog thing said that there is no money in the house, does this not take me in his eyes or not?"

Cheng Dong hurriedly explained: "The second young master is angry, Hao Jian is right, there is really no money in the house. ”

You are embarrassed to reach out and ask for money, just because you made a bet with the Wei Chi family, those of us who are now afraid to look up and talk to people when we go out.

It's a shame to meet such a mentally retarded master!

Cheng Chuliang wondered, Grandpa Guo's family has no money, don't ordinary people want to drink the northwest wind? Was the Tang Dynasty that poor?

Xiao An snapped his fingers and calculated the account for Cheng Chuliang.

"The Lumi, vocational fields, monthly dedication, power classes, rewards, field rents, etc. of our national mansion add up, and the annual income is about 3,500 yuan, which is a lot of money, but there are many people in the house, and there are many expenses for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Cheng Chuliang's biggest headache was mathematics, and after turning a few pages, it was big, and he threw it directly to Xiao An.

Seeing Cheng Chuliang leave in disappointment, Xiao An said, "Let's deceive the second young master, is this okay?" ”

Cheng Dong shook his head and sighed lightly, "This is what Grandpa Guo ordered, Grandpa Guo said, you have to tighten your belt to live in the future, and the cost of a hundred horses is not a decimal!" ”

Sitting alone in the hall, Cheng Chuliang, who was in the dark, was a little depressed.

I thought that with Cheng Biting Jin, I could lie down and enjoy a rotten life, and I struggled for 60 years less, but the result was good, Cheng Biting Jin turned out to be a poor ghost.

Cheng Chuliang hated the original owner of this body.

I thought that your family had a mine, but with this family condition, you even bet with others to compete for the position of the richest man in Chang'an, which is simply a mallet with an IQ that is not online!

I've never seen such a sand sculpture.

No, you have to think of a way to make money, you have come, if you lose, you will lose your face, and you will not be able to raise your head for the rest of your life.

Gotta win.

The people who told Cheng Yanjin just now that they lost their money eyes are stupid, and in a blink of an eye, they want to work hard to make money, but they are not stupid, they are different from them, they are forced by reality.

The God of Wealth plan must be put into action quickly!

What should we do?

Sell land like a loser? It's super fast.

The thought only existed in his mind for three seconds.

Strength doesn't allow it!

With Cheng Jin's temper, he will definitely hang himself from a tree and smoke him to death.

So what the hell is going to do?

Cheng Chuliang sat on the stool and leaned back habitually.

"it!"

Forget that this is not a sofa in the hygiene room!

By the time he realized this, there was a bang, and he had already fallen heavily to the ground, with his feet facing the sky.

Although Da Zhuang has become a tiger, his loyalty has not changed at all, and he was the first to rush in, whining, and looking at him very distressed.

"Second Young Master, are you alright?"

Hao Jian ran in after him and helped Cheng Chuliang up, the expression on his face was painful, as if the person who fell was himself.

Cheng Chuliang held his waist with his right hand and glanced around the room.

Isn't it, isn't it so shabby that the dignified grandfather's house doesn't even have a decent chair?

Oh, come to think of it, there didn't seem to be such a thing as a chair in Li Shimin's time.

Hey?

Since there is none, it is a business opportunity!

Sell furniture to generate income!

"Little cheap, where do the carpenters in Chang'an City live?"

"Back to the second young master, they all live in Datongfang."

"Let Wei Yong take a few people and follow us to Datongfang tomorrow morning!"

Although he didn't know what the second young master was going to do, he had an order, so he hurried to do it.

Hao Jian, who has just been promoted to Cheng Chuliang's junior follower, has a very good sense of doglegs.

Use your brains and open your legs, don't talk too much, do whatever the master tells you to do, don't ask why.

In his busy schedule, Cheng Chuliang took the time to draw some sketches of furniture, such as Taishi chairs, circle chairs, eight immortal tables, round dining tables, coffee tables, etc.

Of course, you have to have a comfortable sofa, and in this day and age there are no sponges, and it doesn't hurt to fill it with animal hair like horsehair for the time being.

As for wood, huanghuali, rosewood, mahogany, etc., all grow in Southeast Asia, Hainan Island, too far, and their own capital is not much, so they make do with it first, and use ordinary wood first.

The powerful are always eager for new things, and they only buy expensive ones and don't buy the right ones, and they will definitely make money by selling furniture to them!

When you make money, you can open a hot pot restaurant, a barbecue restaurant, a training class, a coal mine, and make money......

Fuck the richest man in Chang'an, the richest man in the Tang Dynasty, none other than my brother!