In the past few days, the Zheng Mansion has returned to a peaceful appearance, and people don't have to worry about being scolded by the head of the house when they pass by the owner's room. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Zheng, who was picked up on the road, reconciled with the Zheng family again, and visited the Zheng Mansion two days ago with heavy gifts, and the Shu brocade worth thousands of gold alone gave thirty horses.

Chongli knocked on the door, Zheng Li instantly forgot about those unpleasantness, and took Zhao Zheng's hand and called out "virtuous nephew" for a while. This is a title that only exists among the nobles of the family who have intersected for many years, and the Zheng family after the Zheng royal family is actually related to Zhao Zhengpan of unknown origin.

"Those who are greedy for money and profit, you can also restore the country, and you are your father who laughs to death."

Zheng Gao was so angry at this time that he forgot his seniority, and kept scolding Zheng Li in his heart, a little gift can make you treat you like a nephew, but my own nephew has been a slave for you for so many years, why don't you see such treatment.

People's hearts can't stand scrutiny, if Zheng Gao still had some feelings for the Zheng family in the past, now he has nothing, replaced by a trace of hatred, not only for the Zheng family, but also for Zhao Zheng.

"The Lord has a plan far away, and when I first met him, I broke my plan, and this time it is developing rapidly, so if it goes on like this, it is not a great trouble in my heart, and I should remove this obstacle from the Lord." Zheng Gao thought about it and came up with an idea to kill Zhao Zheng, every sentence was for the sake of the master behind it, but in fact, who could know how loyal he was.

In the middle hall, Zheng Li and Zhao Zheng sat separately, and two plates of tea and snacks were placed, although simple but quite exquisite. Zheng Li picked up the teacup and took a sip, in fact, he didn't like to drink this kind of bitter tea, but liked sweet soy milk, but he heard that Zhao Zheng must drink tea every day, so he had it.

Zheng Li said: "Virtuous nephew, the matter of the strange building is easy to discuss, but there is something I still want to tell the virtuous nephew in private." ”

The strange building was the name set during the negotiation that day, and the place where the big households in Yixian County gathered was selected to open a large shop, and the place where civilians gathered to open a branch shop. The profits are divided equally among the three companies, Zhao Zheng is forty percent, and Zheng Jiayi Hou is three percent each.

It was an ancient and unpleasant thing for commoners and nobles to share profits, but Zhao Zheng did it, and Yihou was the first to nod and agree.

Zheng Sleeve has no opinion on this matter, after all, the truth is there, knowledge is power, Zhao Zheng understands that they don't understand, this is the reason.

The negotiation was reached until the opening of the strange building, Zhao Zheng was still wondering why Zheng Li had no opinion, and he was worried for a few days, and he took the initiative to come to the door today, but he didn't expect that there was something to ask for.

If you are courteous to others, you must ask for help. Zhao Zheng was also prepared, as long as it was not an excessive request, he planned to agree.

"Uncle has something to say, as long as the little nephew can do it, he will spare no effort."

"Hahaha"

Zheng Li stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not a big deal, I heard that the hundred refining knives that made a fuss in Nanjun a few days ago are the handiwork of virtuous nephews, and the old man has been in business for many years, and there are also a few blacksmith shops in the old man's business, so it is better to sell the method of forging knives to the old man, which is also called the Zheng family's iron long face." ”

Sure enough, it was for the hundred refining knife, and when Zhao was forging it, he knew that this knife would be in trouble one after another, but at that time, he was forced to be helpless, and trouble came at this time.

As mentioned above, the warrior is a good god and a sharp blade, and the princes are not, if they get a sharp blade, the battlefield will be doubled, and the lives of their own soldiers can be preserved, so the blacksmiths at this time are the favorite of the princes of various countries.

The Zheng family, a great merchant in Yannan, was not an official or businessman who did not cooperate with the princes, but dared to buy and sell swords and soldiers without authorization, and Zhao Zheng couldn't help but deal with it carelessly, because it was likely to offend a country and be assassinated by the entire state apparatus.

Zhao Zheng got up and saluted, couldn't stand it for a long time, and said: "Uncle, please forgive me, the hundred refining swords are the sharp weapons of the country, and the little nephew is lucky enough to be good at it, so he has already handed it over to Yihou and he will dedicate it to the king on a certain day."

Therefore, the little nephew can't be the master of refining the sword, but thinking of the Zheng family's life-saving grace to me, the little nephew is willing to give two percent of the benefits of the stove with the Zheng family. ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, the hundred refining knives are originally temple things, but the old man suddenly forgot his identity for a while.

As for the stove shop, the Zheng family has long been willing to operate, but they can't ask for a gift from a virtuous nephew, so my Zheng family bought it according to the rules of a businessman. ”

The hundred refining swords returned to the Yan Kingdom, Zheng Li was a little disappointed, he wanted to buy the sword forging technique secretly day and night, for the future restoration of the country with more certainty, or it would be okay to give the Son of Heaven some support, but in the end he was taken by Yihou first.

"Ji doesn't moxibustion, Ji doesn't moxibustion, you know my identity, but you are here to obstruct it, or not, just be your own master."

Zheng Li regarded Zhao Zheng's resignation as Yihou's meaning, after all, this was his fiefdom.

After the most important thing was said, Zheng Li lost his patience, and after a few false polite words, Zhao Zheng thanked him for the banquet and left the Zheng family in a hurry.

Xiao Zhao was still waiting for Zhao Zheng at the entrance of Zheng Sleeve's courtyard, but he heard that Zhao Zheng had already left, so he reported it to Zheng Sleeve.

Zheng Sleeve said with a smile: "He doesn't eat us, tell the cook at home that I will eat steamed buns today, and if it is not delicious, let him be used as firewood and grass." ”

Although Xiao Zhao didn't understand why the young lady wanted to eat steamed buns, which was recruited by Zhao Zheng, he still didn't dare to disobey and tell the kitchen honestly.

Poor fat chef, I heard that the young master eats homelike food, and his body is a cold sweat, homelike food is exquisite and delicious, and it is recognized that it is difficult to do, that period of the Zheng family and Zhao Zheng's ice age, I don't know how many cooks died under the recipe of home.

"The young master eats steamed buns, thank God."

The fat chef wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and took out a note from his arms tremblingly, which read, "Steamed bread method, take some flour and add water・・・・・・・

A few days ago, when it snowed heavily, Homeinns took the initiative to help the affected people nearby, but there were many people and few porridges, and it was a cold winter day, and a bowl of gruel obviously could not meet the calories required by the human body.

So the steamed bun is honored to meet everyone, although the employees of Homeinn have long been surprised, they have already eaten this kind of white thing.

The victims did not feel ordinary, fluffy and tasty, with a slightly salty taste, which was the food that only the nobles were entitled to eat.

Everyone bowed to the heavens one after another, thanking the messenger sent Zhao Zheng to help them.

It's obviously my credit, don't care about God's, let alone send me to such a place. Zhao Zheng was very angry that the heavens had taken away his credit, but it could not be said that in that era, who dared to go against the heavens, even the supreme king had to call himself the son of heaven.

Since the right to receive praise was snatched away by God, Zhao Zheng didn't want to waste those white steamed buns in vain, and simply said that Yihou opened a warehouse to help the people, and he was just an executor.

Now the people are frying the pot, for hundreds of years, the feudal monarch of that family can be so sympathetic to the people and give the food he eats to the people to eat, Yihou is a great king.

Those who were affected by the disaster and those who were not affected bowed to the Yihou Mansion and shouted "The prince has a long life". Now Zhao Zheng is confused again, how can Yihou be able to take the credit of "Shangcang"?

In the end, it was Chun Niang who gave him a solution, the prince of heaven and earth, these five are indispensable and need to be respected in the world.

Zhao is a wealthy household in Yi County, and the most he helps the people is righteousness; Yihou is the feudal monarch of the people of Yixian County, and it is clear which is more important than the other to help the victims.

Zhao Zheng, who suffered another loss, couldn't help but sigh, this era is really an era of forcing people to rebel, especially forcing people like him to be talented but lowly in status.

So Zhao Zheng thought of the last plan, since the news that steamed buns are a common food in Yihou has spread, those people who have small property will definitely try it. But it's too troublesome to make steamed buns, and it's simple to buy flour, so I simply made the practice of steamed buns public.

Zhao Zheng looked at the flour that was sold out and laughed, and finally got some money back; Yihou ate steamed buns for three days in a row. In the end, under the great joy, Feng Zhao Zheng was the pavilion chief of Yishui Pavilion, and allowed the formation of Yishui Grass City, which should be taxed with reference to Yixian Market.

Zhao Zheng looked at the official seal in his hand and was stunned for a long time, as the old saying goes, if you drink and peck, it is not heavenly, it should be here.

After 20 years of silence, Yixian County has finally changed.