Ying Changpei, the shopkeeper of Ying, called the servants, and carried a copy of the album, clock, vanity mirror, carved crystal wine set, and lemon soap that jumped out to make samples into the carriage, and took Zhu Daolin's box of 53-degree celadon double-ditch Daqu to honor his grandfather and hurriedly left.

Zhu Daolin and Zhao Xunting inspected the construction progress of the entire Zizhu Garden, and finally came to the slowly built West Cross Courtyard to state their opinions against the design drawings.

Yuhu, a little Taoist priest who goes back and forth between the Shogunate Mountain and the Zizhu Garden every day, is quietly by the side of his senior brother Zhu Daolin at this moment, and his left hand tightly holds the valuable gift Qin Wang Jian given by the senior brother on his waist, and he is reluctant to let go for a moment.

In the study of Yingfu across the lane from Zhan Yuan, where the mansion of Wei Guogong is located, Ying Zhengqing, the sixty-eight-year-old head of the Ying family, finally returned to the sandalwood Taishi chair, stroked his long beard and coughed lightly, in order to hide a rare gaffe in the past decades, looked at his youngest son Ying Changpei, who was standing solemnly in front of the bookcase, raised his finger to look at the samples neatly placed on the table, and asked kindly:

"San'er, when you left Lingying Temple with these things, did that little Zhu Daoist say anything to you?"

The respectful Ying Changpei reported truthfully: "Brother Zhu Xian asked the child to tell his father on his behalf, and his original words were: The younger generation Zhu Daolin obeys his old man's orders in everything!" ”

Ying Zhengqing's long white eyebrows above his deep eyes twitched slightly, and this fifty-five-year-old man who was a servant of the official department and retired bravely at the age of sixty pondered for a long time, nodded slightly, and said approvingly:

"It's amazing to have such a heart at the age of twenty-five! San'er, do you know how Daoist Xiao Zhu transported tens of thousands of sets of exquisite embroidered scripts, as well as so many rare things, from the Tianshu Pavilion in the distant open sea? And when was it brought into the city and finally piled up in the spiritual vision? ”

Ying Changpei hesitated for a moment and said his inference: "The child is also thinking about this matter repeatedly, the sea forces are complex and changeable, and the child does not know much, so he only speculates from the river into the Jinling waterway within a radius of 100 miles, and this matter should be inseparable from the Daomen and the Cao Gang." ”

"If so many and priceless goods want to pass through the water gate without knowing it, and then transport it into Jinling City, the only passage is the Sanshanmen Waterway that is released day and night, which can only be done by the powerful Cao Gang, and hidden behind the Cao Gang is undoubtedly Chaotian Palace, which has a transcendent status and believers all over the major gangs."

"Well, that's reasonable, have you ever asked Daoist Zhu about this?" Ying Zhengqing asked.

Ying Changpei replied with a wry smile: "I asked twice, but Brother Zhu Xian either avoided answering, or talked about him left and right, and finally the child was embarrassed to ask again." ”

"Did he talk about the pricing and sale of the goods?" Ying Zhengqing asked again.

Ying Changpei replied worriedly: "I didn't talk about it, at that time, the child was excited, and asserted that once this set of "Golden Vase Plum" embroidered scripts came out, it would definitely cause a sensation in the city, and asked Zhu Xiandi how much did he bring back in total? ”

Zhu Xiandi seemed to have expected the child's gaffe, but he didn't hurry to signal the child to take an idea. The child woke up and was secretly embarrassed, deeply feeling that the matter was serious, and solemnly explained that he needed to report to his father before he could make a decision, so he had the words that Zhu Xian's brother asked the child to bring to his father. ”

Speaking of this, Ying Changpei hesitated a little and spoke again: "There is another thing to show my father, although Brother Zhu Xian's management methods are superb, the child always feels that he doesn't care much about money, and often has a detached bearing that spends a lot of money and treats money like dung, which makes the child puzzled. ”

"Thinking carefully about his speech and behavior after meeting the child, and what he did, I finally found that what he cared about the most was not only the Yixue that had been renamed Zizhuyuan, but also the long-abandoned Shangyuanmen Wharf on the bank of the great river under the shogunate mountain."

"The child has heard him talk more than once about the reconstruction of the abandoned wharf in Shangyuanmen, listening to what he said, the scale is really not small, that place he has bought in the name of Ziyangguan, it is expected that the first investment will not be less than 200,000 taels of silver, it is planned to be completed before the flood season next year, and then it will be built above the wharf Transit warehouse, iron workshop, shipbuilding workshop, artisan housing and private school for children to study, etc."

Ying Zhengqing was silent, stood up and slowly paced silently to weigh it, and after half a quarter of an hour, he stopped next to the large and luxurious rosewood bookcase, and once again browsed the hardcover embroidered books, desktop table clocks, crystal wine utensils and other things neatly arranged on the bookcase, and finally picked up the round dressing mirror that could see the size wrinkles of his white beard, carefully looked at the aging face in the mirror, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Father's ......"

Ying Changpei, who had never seen his father's gaffe, called out worriedly.

Ying Zhengqing gently put down the bright mirror with a diameter of one foot, reached out and picked up the famous thorn on the side of the ancient book, turned around and returned to the Taishi chair and sat down:

"San'er, wait a while, you take this famous thorn, and then take the two bottles of wine that your brother Zhu Xian gave you, as well as the pocket watch on the table, and send it to your brother-in-law together, he will understand after reading it, you will understand after he sees it, you tell him, for my father, ask him to pick a stable handlebar style and eight healthy horses from the subordinate army and hand them over to you to take away, you take the handlebar style and healthy horses to Lingyingguan, and give them to your brother Zhu Xian."

Ying Changpei was relieved: "The child understands!" It's just that...... This pricing and selling strategy is also for my father to indicate. ”

Ying Zhengqing smiled slightly: "Your brother Zhu Xian is so free and easy, if your father points fingers again, won't he fall into the inferior?" Just remember the eight words that your father gave you. Okay, go ahead, this set of "Golden Vase Plum" embroidered script is really breathtaking, and the father is also tickled, haha! ”

Ying Changpei finally smiled, took a half step back with the famous thorn, and bowed deeply to his father, who was sitting on a chair and began to flip through the embroidered book "Golden Vase Plum":

"Thank you father, the eight-word gift from my father will be remembered for a lifetime: step by step, plan and act!"

Just after noon, Zhu Daolin and his younger brother Yuhu rode a rented carriage to the dusty foot of the shogunate mountain, followed by two wagons full of goods, drove through the straight road that had doubled in size, passed through the clouds of yellow dust rolled up in the sky, and finally stopped under the newly renovated ground floor.

Zhu Daolin looked around at the dense crowd of no less than 3,000 people, and then looked at the two rows of exquisite houses that had been put into use under the two low posts in the west, and finally showed a satisfied smile: "The progress is good, the uncle, uncle and brothers must have been very hard these days. ”

Yuhu, who held the sword of King Qin, said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi moved into the house under the low hill ten days ago, and all the firewood, rice, oil, salt and tools are also stored there. ”

Zhu Daolin's heart was warm, and he instructed Yuhu to lead the carriage to follow, and then bypassed the piles of wood covered with stones, bricks, tiles, and thatched like a hill, and stepped on the simple wooden bridge along the dirt road that pressed out the ruts, and after a little observation, he went straight to the open gate in front of the side, and as soon as he entered, he knelt down to his uncle, uncle, and his master Xuanqing, who stood up one after another:

"Uncle Master, Uncle Second, Uncle Five, Master, apprentice is back."

The three uncles and uncles were full of joy, and they all greeted and helped Zhu Daolin up, but the Xuanqing Daoist with red-eyed eyes sat quietly in the distance, and waited until Zhu Daolin and the three elders came to him after the salute and stood solemnly, Xuanqing Daoist put down the porcelain cup in his hand, pointed to the outermost low stool and calmly ordered: "Sit down and eat." ”

"Thank you, master!"

Zhu Daolin respectfully thanked the three uncles and uncles under the kind gaze, went to the gate to greet the brothers who came to greet one after another, and then moved back a corrugated cardboard box without trademark words from the carriage, put it next to the low and wide dining table and opened it, took out all the six bottles of celadon double-grooved Daqu inside, and placed them in front of the four elders one by one:

"This is the good wine that I went out to bring back this time, a total of 20 boxes and 120 bottles, Zizhuyuan needs to leave 5 boxes as gifts, and the rest are loaded into the carriage and transported back with the gifts of filial piety to the seniors, Senior Brother Yuhu and the carriage are outside, I will go to ......"

"Farewell! Sit down and eat, just let your brother and sister move the things on the carriage, you have been gone for more than 20 days, it's time to talk and have a glass of wine with us. The gentle-tempered master smiled.

The second uncle and the fifth uncle echoed the voice, picked up the celadon double-ditch song in front of them and admired it carefully, and sighed while looking at it, saying that such a beautiful wine bottle had never been seen, and it must be filled with good wine, so it had to be tasted immediately.

Zhu Daolin, who was quick-eyed, had already opened the wine bottle, took the lead in pouring wine for a few uncles and uncles, and finally squatted down beside Daoist Xuanqing, and whispered while pouring wine:

"Master, the items brought back this time are worth nearly one million, most of them are handed over to the Ying family firm for sale, it is estimated that the capital can be recovered in no more than a month at the latest, and then I will hand them all over to the master for the construction of Ziyang Temple and the manor, and I will leave the profit of the Ying family firm enough."

The chopsticks in Xuanqing Dao Chief's hand fell to the ground: "You, you....... where did you get such a big capital?" ”

"You look at me, I have a lot of money, hehe! Taste the wine first, and then go back to it. Zhu Daolin smiled loudly.

Lao Dao lowered his voice and asked nervously: "Such a big event, have you all arranged?" ”

"Don't worry, I always keep in mind your old earnest advice: step by step, plan before acting!"

Zhu Daolin turned around and left after speaking, and when he returned to his seat, he didn't sit down yet, and when he saw the three uncles and uncles gasping for breath with red faces, he immediately laughed: "I'm sorry, I forgot to report it, this wine burned a little throat at the beginning of the entrance, but after drinking it, you will find the beauty of this wine, haha!" ”

"Why not burn your throat? Even the heart, lungs, and intestines are burning! ”

The exaggerated emotion of the fifth uncle caused a burst of laughter, and Daoist Xuanqing carefully drank half of it, with a slight aftertaste, and couldn't help but praise it loudly:

"Good wine, good wine! You bastard, why don't you bring some more back? Is it easy to go out for a long time? ”

Everyone burst into laughter again, and a certain nerve of Zhu Daolin was instantly touched by the hearty laughter of the elders.

The laughter stopped, Zhu Daolin sat up straight, and solemnly proposed to the elders: "If you think this wine tastes good, we can make it ourselves, this time I went out and passed by a small town called Longquan on the edge of Tianshu Pavilion, almost every household in the town can make wine, and the wine produced is not necessarily much worse than the wine we drink now." For this reason, I have deliberately looked at their fermented koji, although I have not figured out the formula, but with my rich knowledge of pharmacology and thousands of drug formulas summarized over thousands of years, it should be easy to make a koji. ”

"No, next time I go and spend some money, buy several different koji recipes, figure out the entire brewing process, just buy back two sets of distillation machines made by Tianshu Pavilion, and I can continue to brew strong or mellow liquor. The strongest wine mother can also be used to clean the wounds of knives and arrows, greatly reduce the onset of scurvy, accelerate the healing of wounds, and if you do it well, you may be able to become a long-term source of income for my medical division and Ziyang Temple. ”

The four veterans all had bright eyes, looked at each other for a moment and nodded in unison.