Chapter 156 Exile Cannon Fodder Father 4
Chapter 156 Exile Cannon Fodder Father 4
A dreamless sleep.
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan had just sat up and stretched, when Xie Wu, who was leaning against the back of a chair with his eyes closed and resting, suddenly stood up.
Rub your face for an instant refreshment.
"The old man is awake, Xie Wu is here, is there anything you need?"
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan licked his dry lips and said, "Well, come in and pour me a glass of water."
"Yes."
Leaning against the bedpost, I drank four cups of warm water in a row, and the itchiness in my throat was finally suppressed.
Under the baking charcoal pot, the indoor air is very dry and stuffy.
"Xie Wu, go, open the window and get some fresh air."
"Yes."
The oil-paper window creaked and opened a small gap, allowing the convection of cold and hot air to create a gust of wind.
I kind of miss the all-glass experimental field from the last world.
Oh, right, glass.
After taking high school chemistry exams in two or three worlds, I still know the raw materials and reaction principles.
Sodium carbonate and calcium carbonate react with silicon dioxide under high temperature conditions to produce sodium silicate, calcium silicate and carbon dioxide gas respectively.
Therefore, the basic raw materials for making glass are soda ash, marble and quartz sand.
The latter two are easy to find. As for soda ash, it was mostly used in printing, dyeing and papermaking in ancient times, so it should also be found.
Oh, and cement!
The raw materials are limestone and clay.
This is the easiest to do. Ask a ceramic master to experiment a few times. It will surely be successful in no time.
In ancient times, this was a sure-fire way to make money. Bah, no, it was a great achievement.
With these two things, as long as the emperor is not a tyrant and Jingcheng does not participate in the fight for the throne, anyone who wants to confiscate the property and exile the Jing family will have to think twice.
Jing Yuan was so happy that he slapped his thigh.
Make trouble! We must make trouble! We must make big trouble.
Cement and glass won’t work, there are potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn in his space!
At worst, I can research hybrid rice!
Well, there is also cowpox!
No one has stipulated that he can't do what a time-traveling girl can do, right?
Thank you Wu for some tips!
This old man frowns sometimes and smiles foolishly sometimes. Could it be that... he is possessed by a ghost?
My mind raced and I was already wondering whether I should see a doctor or ask a Taoist priest for help.
It has been a long time since the old man came back to his senses, and his smile became more and more creepy. Xie Wu swallowed his saliva, secretly cheered himself up, and mustered up his courage to ask a question tentatively, his voice trembling and very weak:
"Grandpa, what are you thinking about? You look so happy."
"what?"
His train of thought was suddenly interrupted, and Lieutenant General Jing Yuan frowned and looked at the culprit who spoke in a mysterious manner.
"What's wrong with you? You're talking so hollow!
Could it be that you have a cold?
If you feel unwell, go back and rest, see a doctor and take medicine!
I don't have anything to do here, so you don't need to stay here."
Xie Wu breathed a sigh of relief.
Good, very good!
The old man is still the same old man who is very caring towards his servants.
“Thank you for your concern, old man. Xie Wu is in good health.
I saw that the old man was laughing happily, so I was a little curious, but I was afraid that if I spoke rashly, I would disturb your interest.
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan calmed down and was careless!
Such mistakes must never be made again.
The idea of being possessed by evil spirits has been around for a long time. If you are not careful, you may be treated as a demon and burned to death as a sacrifice.
He didn't want to experience firsthand what it felt like to be burned to death.
So he pretended to take out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve pocket, acting like a money-grubber who had never seen the world.
"Look, what is this?
Hehe... a full one thousand and two taels of silver!
This is the first time in my life that I have slept with so much money in my pocket!
Oh, I am so beautiful!
I wish I could close my eyes immediately, go to the underworld, and have a good chat with my old wife.
He raised a good son and married him to a very good daughter-in-law.
All three sons together are not as good as your wife.
He gave me so many banknotes at once.
For a moment, I don’t know how to spend it?
Well, my old lady is here, and I can buy her a pearl hairpin to wear.
I am the only one who has no worries about food and drink, so I am really reluctant to spend money recklessly.
I was thinking, maybe I could buy some mountain land or something in the suburbs of Beijing.
Grow some fruits and vegetables, raise some chickens and ducks, etc., and deliver them to your home every day so that you can eat fresh food.
It would be even better if we could grow vegetables in winter.
What do you think? "
At this point, Xie Wu's heart, which had been lifted high, finally settled down safely.
Then, infinite joy arose again.
It’s a good idea to buy mountain land. After buying the mountain land, the old man will definitely stay in the capital.
It is hard to find a master as easy to serve as the old man even with a lantern.
With the occasional rewards from my wife and son-in-law, my life was so comfortable.
Isn't it just mountain? Buy it, you must buy it quickly.
Even if there is a shortfall of a few hundred taels of silver, I believe that Madam will be happy to pay for it out of her own pocket.
With the old man like a big Buddha guarding him, I believe the son-in-law will not dare to let down the young lady of his family, who is so precious.
Bah, that's not right, now you have to call me Madam. Be careful in the future, so that your son-in-law won't be offended.
“The old man has a point.
It's still early, why don't we go to the official dentist to ask?"
"That's fine! I'm almost going to get sick from staying at home all day."
"Okay, I'll ask someone to arrange a carriage right away."
"Oh, Xie Wu, why are you calling me a slave again? You can't do this."
"Forgive me, old master. I will definitely change in the future."
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan put on his sheepskin boots, strode quickly, looked straight ahead, and quickly jumped over Xie Wu and walked out.
The original owner's third daughter-in-law was good in every way except her interpersonal skills.
Xie Wu is a smart, reliable, quick-witted man who can do his jobs efficiently.
No matter how good it is, it can't compare to his height!
No wonder the original owner’s walking posture changed after two months in Beijing.
In the past, I would put my hands behind my back, tilt my head, keep my eyes on the road, and pick up anything useful I saw.
Now he holds his head high, chest out, chin toward the sky, swings his arms, and takes a step with his short legs. He walks with great vigor.
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan, who has become much smarter, learns very quickly.
"Old man, turn left ahead!"
Xie Wu followed behind, always giving directions, and 10 minutes later, they arrived outside the side door.
The green-covered carriage is already waiting.
Holding Xie Wu's arm, he stepped on the square stool and got into the carriage nimbly.
After entering the carriage, Xie Wu cleverly handed over a hand warmer.
The capital city of Shangjing in the twelfth lunar month is the coldest time of the year, and there are not many pedestrians on the streets.
Most of the vehicles traveling back and forth were green-covered carriages without too many luxurious decorations.
The wheels squeaked as they rolled over the bluestone road.
A quarter of an hour later, they arrived at the gate of the official yamen.
Immediately, a servant came forward and led the coachman to the place where carriages were parked.
The master and servant went straight into the lobby.
Led by a middle-aged man, we went to a small compartment on the second floor and sat down.
With Xie Wu coming forward to negotiate, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan was happy and relaxed, warming his hands with a cup of hot tea.
"With around 1000 taels, it's simply a pipe dream to buy a farm in the suburbs of Beijing. But if you just want to buy a dozen acres of mountain land, it's feasible."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but mutter under my breath.
"Ten taels of silver per mu? It's more expensive than the best farmland?"
The middle-aged man was not surprised by what the old man said.
Just by looking at his facial features and his clothes, one can tell that the person in front of him is most likely the father of a newly-minted scholar from a poor family.
Then he bowed and explained with a smile: "Old Master, you don't know, living in the capital is not easy!
The prices here are several times more expensive than in the lower state capitals.
1000 taels of silver is not a lot, just two sets of jewelry for a noble lady from a wealthy family.
If you buy some land, raise some chickens and ducks, and plant some vegetables and fruit trees, not only can you save a lot on daily expenses, but it will also be easy to convert it into cash when you are short of money.
In short, it will definitely not be a loss.”
"That makes sense. Is there anything suitable? If so, I'll buy it."
“Yes, there are, but the owner wants to wait until after the New Year to sell it when he leaves for another post.
If you are interested, you can pay a deposit of ten taels of silver first.
At 9:00 p.m. on the tenth day, I came to inspect the land.
If you are not satisfied, the deposit will be fully refunded.”
"What if something delays you?"
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan, who has always been stingy, is very sensitive about money.
"According to the rules of the dentistry industry, if you regret beforehand, you will be refunded!
Afterwards, I found out and returned five points.
Therefore, I hope that the old man will send someone to inspect the land on time."
"Row!"
Seeing the old man nod, Xie Wu hurriedly followed the broker to get the deed.
As for silver?
In the carriage, the old man gave him 100 taels of silver notes and let him do as he pleased.
After the important matter was settled, the master and servant went out to do business.
"Xie Wu, what time is it? Is it time to disperse Jingcheng?"
"My Lord, it's already 2:45 PM.
Usually at this time, the master would be home."
"Then hurry up, let's go home too. Is there anything else we need from him?"
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