Huo Guang narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the businessman named Tian Jia in front of him with a staring gaze, thinking to himself, should you arrest this businessman and interrogate him?

To know!

Among the four people, the merchant has the lowest status.

Moreover!

The relationship between Tian Jia and the imperial historian Zhang Tang has broken down.

Even if Huo Guang really caught him, he didn't have any worries. After being arrested, if you can torture the person who leaked the secrets of the imperial court, maybe you can still get a credit from Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!

Of course.

Just think about it.

Most of the merchants in ancient times were intelligent and cunning. If you don't have a little brain, then how can you make money in a feudal society where you drink blood?

Look at Huo Guang's appearance!

Tian Jia had already sensed that something was wrong, and immediately pretended to be nothing, and laughed calmly: "Huo Yilang, what is there to care about, you want to build four new cities around Chang'an City, and those wealthy merchants in the city know about it."

"I'm also a businessman, so it's not surprising to hear them say this!"

"And."

"You're enclosing land here, digging in the dirt, building a stove, and doing strange things."

"It's already in the rich business district of Chang'an City, and it's been reduced to a joke!"

In Chang'an City, those guys in the rich circle know about this?

Boy!

Who's spreading the news?

Huo Guang frowned slightly, and looked at Tian Jia with some doubt in his eyes.

Although he was not sure whether what he said was true, he also dispelled the idea of arresting the other party on the spot.

only glanced at Tian Jia twice.

He replied indifferently, "Just laugh, and they'll be crying soon."

Tian Jia frowned slightly and asked, "Crying? What does Huo Yilang mean by this?"

"That's not something you should know!" Huo Guang waved his index finger at Tian Jia, and finally made a silent movement.

Subsequently!

even beckoned the workers to come over and blew away the field armor.

Since the merchants of the entire Chang'an knew what they were going to do, it was useless to grab Tian Jia and ask him.

After all.

He said that he heard the news from the wealthy business district in Chang'an City.

Of course!

Huo Guangda could have stripped the cocoon to investigate this matter, but the process was too time-consuming and meaningless.

Originally, enclosure and building a house was something that was visible to the naked eye.

Paper can't hold the fire.

How can you silence the people in this regard?

What's more, he had to find a way to fool those rich and corrupt officials who made money into buying a house in the later stage. Five

Now there are wealthy business circles who spread this to him for free, isn't it good?

And this Tian Jia, after being blasted away by Huo Guang.

glanced thoughtfully at Huo Guang's blast furnace that stood like a mountain peak, and thought for a long time with a slight frown.

Ultimately.

Still showing a look of not understanding, after sighing, he went back to the mansion of his Tian family in Chang'an City.

First, take a bath and wash clean.

Subsequently.

Tian Jia got into the carriage, went to the Sang Mansion, and knocked on the door of the Sang Mansion.

When the people of Sang Mansion saw that it was him, they said very familiarly, "My family Langjun has already prepared wine and food in the house, and is waiting for you to come and get together!"

"Well, please lead the way."

Of course, Tian Jia knew the way to Sangfu, after all, it was not the first time he came.

But let the servant of the master's house lead the way, it is a matter of etiquette.

The guest is as the Lord pleases, and he wants the servant to lead the way.

How can there be a guest in the house of the Venerable Master, and go directly to the house, isn't that the main thing to be a guest!

When the servant of the Sang family heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "Okay, please come with me."

Thereupon.

Under the guidance of the servants of the Sang family, Tian Jia finally met Sang Hongyang, the owner of the Sang Mansion.

After Sang Hongyang saw Tian Jia, he said politely, "Oh, Brother Tian, you are finally here. My brother has been waiting here for a long time, and I am afraid that if you don't come again, I will send someone to pick you up at your house."

"Sang Shi has a heart." Tian Jia immediately replied.

Sang Hongyang nodded, stretched out his hand to the table and chair on the side and gestured, "Brother Tian is seated here."

Tian Jia looked at the height of the table and chair, frowned slightly, and said, "Eh, Sang Shizhong, why do you use this kind of table and chair in your house?" Isn't that the style of your restaurant?"

Then.

Sang Hongyang said with a smile: "Brother Tian was a layman some time ago, and he only came back recently, of course he doesn't know about the changes in the customs of Chang'anle."

"Because of the appearance of the style of tables and chairs in restaurants."

"Now."

"Chang'anle, many wealthy people's mansions use this kind of tables and chairs."

"The name is elegant..."

Tian Jia sat on this long-legged table and chair, although he felt a little uncomfortable, but he still asked, "Since Chang'an has such a custom, can Sang Shizhong be willing to contribute money with me to set up a shop to sell this kind of table and chair, and it is impossible to make a lot of profits!"

Say a thousand things and ten thousand!

Businessmen are always profit-seeking, and when they see anything rising, they will first consider whether it is profitable or not.

Of course.

People who chase profit will call this kind of thing business opportunity.

And when Tian Jia said this.

Sang Hongyang was telling the maidservant, "Xiang'er, go and call Madame, Little Sister and Qian'er out to eat."

"No."

After the servant answered, she withdrew and called Mrs. Sang.

Then.

Sang Hongyang turned around and said to Tian Jia, "Brother Tian doesn't know that there are carpenters who have opened shops and sold them in the city for such utensils as long-legged tables and chairs. The first tables and chairs in this restaurant were bought in a carpenter's shop."

"That carpenter's name is Li Hong, and he is the best carpenter master in the area of Chang'an City."

"If you and I still open this shop now, I'm afraid that we will lose our land and even our capital."

"Carpenter Li Hong?" Tian Jia frowned slightly, and asked, "This carpenter, where did he get the money to open a shop in Chang'an City, where every inch of land is valuable?" And, with the elm heads of their craftsmen, they were able to grasp such a business opportunity?"

Sang Hongyang saw Tian Jia's suspicious look, and said with a smile: "Brother Tian, don't believe it, do you know who this carpenter Li Hong's shop is employed by?"

Tian Jia asked suspiciously, "Who?"

Sang Hongyang immediately said: "It's the young man who proposed to let the hundred officials take the lead in donating money for disaster relief, the younger brother of the hussar general, Yilang Huo Guang!"

Hear that.

"Oh..." Tian Jia was immediately relieved and said, "It turned out to be him, so it's not strange. This Huo Yilang is a genius, he opened a restaurant, and sold this table and chairs, as well as what kind of toilet paper, are all all popular in Chang'an City."

"Of course."

"I think the best thing about this boy is that he turned toilet paper into book paper."

"Don't say anything else."

"Books and paper are used for bookkeeping, but it's so convenient."

Sang Hongyang then sighed and said, "Although I don't want to admit it, to be honest, this kid is really smart, but sometimes it's too annoying!"

Speaking of angry people.

Tian Jia thought of being blown away by Huo Guang from the outskirts of the city today, and immediately nodded, agreeing with Sang Hongyang's opinion.

And in the conversation between the two later.

The maid finally called Madame, Sang Qian, and Sang Meiren over.

When the three of them were seated, they were still chatting about something interesting, which made Sang Hongyang frown and said, "Madam, there are guests here! In the past two days, why have you been the same as Qian'er and Xiaomei?"

Mrs. Sang was scolded by her husband.

couldn't help blushing at the moment, and hurriedly said apologetically, "Don't blame you, husband, I was too obsessed with playing that card game with Qian'er and Xiaomei, and I was out of proportion."

"Two children fighting adults?" Sang Hongyang raised his eyebrows slightly in his left eye and glanced at his wife.

This way.

Before Mrs. Sang could speak, Sang Meiren rushed to speak for her mother: "Dad, it's not that, we've been playing Warring States Killing for the past two days, but it's fun."

"Warring States Kill, what is this?" Sang Hongyang suddenly frowned.

In an instant.

He felt that there was a problem communicating with his two children, and he couldn't understand what was being said.

Thereupon.

I had to rely on Sang Qian to explain: "It's the last time I left from this Le Restaurant, I looked for a set of cards that Huo Guang grinded and insisted on!"

"Huh? That?"

Sang Hongyang remembered that night, his son asked Huo Guang for a card, and almost beat Sang Qian on the spot.

Immediately.

There was no good look on his face.

And his wife said at this time, "Yes, husband, it's fun, let's play together after we finish eating?"

"Madam, aren't you sensible?"

Sang Hongyang immediately murdered his wife, and the family seemed to have a disagreement.

Then.

Tian Jia frowned and asked, "Sang Shizhong is talking about Huo Yilang?"

"What other Sengoku kills, cards..."

"I can't understand a word, is it talking about business?"

Sang Hongyang waved his hand and said, "No, no, I didn't talk about anything, it's just homely. Neiko is not sensible, and I hope Brother Tian will forgive me."

said.

After Sang Hongyang glared at his wife, he said to Sang Qian and Sang Meiren, "Qian'er, little sister, your Uncle Tian is here, why don't you shout."

However.

When Sang Qian heard this, he directly looked into the distance obliquely.

It looks like I don't shout.

And Sang Meiren, who has never shouted people, shouted at Tian Jia obediently at this time, "Uncle Tian is good!"

"Hello, hello." Tian Jia laughed.

Sang Hongyang immediately scolded: "Qian'er, why don't you shout?"

"Why am I shouting?" Sang Qian looked like he had a grudge against his father.

This is what it looks like.

The angry Sang Hongyang stood up and wanted to beat him, but Tian Jia hurriedly stopped him and said, "What are you doing here, Sang Shizhong, Ling Lang is at his age, and some tempers are normal, it's okay."

"Let's get down to business!"

"A few days ago, why did you suddenly let me stare at Huo Yilang? Is there any reason for that?"

Sang Hongyang immediately nodded and said, "Huo Guang, this kid, has been pulling away some useless slag from the ironworks recently, and he is pulling more and more, I guess he must be making a name for himself again!"

Huo Guang is indeed doing something magical.

This.

Tian Jia has seen it with his own eyes.

Therefore, when he heard Sang Hongyang's words, he showed a surprised look and said, "I followed Huo Yilang to take a peek a few times today, and I did find some good things. But I'm even more curious, did Sang Shizhong guess these things just by Huo Yilang pulling away some useless slag?"

on this.

"Of course!" Sang Hongyang smiled mysteriously and said, "Sang was born in a merchant family in Luoyang, and he has heard such a sentence since he was a child."

"If you want to find a latrine in an unfamiliar place, just follow the flies; If you want to pick flowers, just observe the bees; If you want to make millions, you just have to follow the example of the people who made millions. Of course, if you just want to beg for a bowl of food, then follow the group of homeless people!"

"What does Brother Tian think?"

When Tian Jia heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "What the ancestors summed up always makes sense."

"But."

"Tian still doesn't understand, why did Sang Shizhong ask me to investigate secretly. You are more familiar with Huo Yilang, don't you go and ask for something better than me?"

Hearing this question.

Sang Hongyang didn't answer, just smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand, and drank a glass with Tian Jia first.

The fine wine of the Han Dynasty was made from coarse grains, rather than the modern process of mixing alcohol with water.

So!

It doesn't hurt the body to drink, and it's not so easy for people to get started.

After eating three glasses of wine.

Sang Hongyang then said: "I forgot what Brother Hetian said about the most important point, what I said above, there is another sentence, that is, you can't let the people in front of you know that you follow him."

"Otherwise."

"Don't talk about making money, maybe the people in front of you will hurt you, and you will have to lose money to go in."

Tian Jia immediately nodded and said, "No wonder Sang Shizhong's family is doing a thriving business!"

"If you are in business from generation to generation, you have to run it well." Sang Hongyang smiled.

Then.

Sang Meiren, who was eating something, heard that Sang Hongyang and Tian Jia were chatting, mentioning Huo Yilang or something, so she asked curiously, "Dad, are you talking about Huo Guang?" What's so good about this bad guy, learn from him?"

I heard what my daughter said.

Sang Hongyang and Tian Jia glanced at each other, and the two of them immediately laughed.

Subsequently.

Sang Hongyang glared at his daughter and said, "Little sister, adults speak, don't interject."

"Oh." Sang Meiren then grabbed Sang Qian's arm and said, "Let's go, Daddy won't let us talk, let's play cards!"

Watching a pair of children leave.

Sang Hongyang said to Tian Jia again, "Brother Tian, can you tell me what you saw today?"

Tian Jia immediately replied, "Okay, it's just that I don't know where to start. Say "build a road", this kid has led people and built a magical road."

Sang Hongyang's eyes showed a look of doubt, and said, "Build a road? Isn't he going to build a house?"

"What road to build..."

「......」

......

......

A few days later.

Huo Guang set off from this Le Restaurant normally, preparing to go outside the city to see how the foundation of the house was built.

But before he could get into the carriage, he was stopped by a woman.

Look back.

Boy!

Huo Guang's eyes were almost hooked by the other party's proud figure.

Boys!

Over time, resistance to certain things will gradually decrease.

There is no shame in that.

Because it's a biological instinct, an instinct to pass on generations.

It's just that.

I don't know why, every time I see this girl, four words pop up in Huo Guang's mind.

Tolerance, but great!

"It's Miss Yan Yu, I don't know what to do with me?" Huo Guang asked politely.

Yan Yu immediately nodded and said, "Huo Yilang, the fruit of the white stack has opened, and the cotton has been spit out. My father doesn't know if he should pick it at this time, so he asked me to invite you to come over."