Wan Yankang stayed at Anguo Temple and Gewangzhuang for two days.
The diversion canal project is basically coming to an end, and the number of victims who came after hearing the news is still slowly growing. However, everything is on track and there is no need to worry too much.
He sternly rejected Chi Xi's proposal and organized some young people from the disaster to reclaim wasteland and farm for Gewangzhuang.
Such large-scale disaster relief at Anguo Temple has now attracted the attention of the court and all parties. If the victims are used to benefit the Zhao Palace, it will inevitably arouse unnecessary fear and suspicion.
You can't cause this kind of trouble for cheap daddy.
no need.
The establishment of the headquarters of the Fushengtang Chamber of Commerce and the establishment of the basic management structure, including the allocation of some resources, were all left to Daxingguo, and Wanyan Kang was too lazy to take care of it anymore.
His energy alone is limited, and if everything is not done in detail, he will not be able to do it even if he is exhausted.
As for the quantitative production of Weijixian and Snowflake Salt Workshops, because the equipment and facilities required are not complicated, Xueqing did a good job with Wan Yankan's advice and became more and more handy.
Wan Yankang felt very relieved that he had not misjudged the person. This girl was very talented in management.
When Wan Yankang left Gewangzhuang and returned to the city on the morning of the third day, the two workshops had already produced the first batch of finished products, and the three people in Daxingguo couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.
This means a lot of money.
Wan Yankang left Xue Qing in Gewangzhuang to continue to control the two major workshops. There was no one available in the early stage, so he had to work hard for her first.
He San also stayed. On the one hand, he helped Xue Qing and on the other hand, he spent half of his time at the orphanage according to Wanyan Kang's instructions.
Shen Qing and Ma Xiong were assigned to stay in Gewangzhuang to teach the first batch of dozens of orphans to learn martial arts.
The two of them were not very happy at first, but later Wan Yankang did the ideological work alone and received the young prince's promise that he would be rewarded in the future, so they felt at ease.
In fact, this matter is easy to handle. Jianghu people join the Zhao Palace and want nothing more than wealth and glory.
In Wan Yankang's view, problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all.
On the contrary, the old Grandmaster Liang Ziweng was really a different kind.
He was determined to remain by Wan Yankang's side as a bodyguard incognito.
In his opinion, whether the young prince is rescuing disasters, making a splash at the Flower Thousand Trees Banquet, or whether he is rising to fame after ten years of hiding, and whether he is doing it intentionally or not, all these are meaningful and promising in the future.
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As for Chi Xi, he has become more and more fulfilled from resisting disaster relief to now participating in disaster relief and forgetting about Shu. Even if Wanyan Kang sent him back to the city, he didn't want to go back.
Liusu is very happy.
She was the only close person left beside the young prince.
This is not the crux of the problem. The key is that the young prince keeps coming up with all kinds of fantastic ideas about food, which makes her really happy.
She is not as clever as Xue Qing, and she doesn't know how to cook even if she has the skills, but there is a cook, and she can just give directions with her hands on her hips.
For example, the new thing called salad dressing that the young prince is talking about now.
A few raw eggs, a little goat milk and sugar, and a little bit of snowflake salt.
In the hands of the cook, she kept stirring rapidly clockwise, and gradually it turned into a creamy yellow sticky batter. She was stunned to see it.
The young prince is really amazing.
Liusu's heart was full of admiration, which did not stop her mouth from flowing with laughter.
Poetic talents, knowledge of disaster relief, etc., these are all too far away for the little girl, but delicious food is different. Just for this, let her treat the young prince as a god every day, and she will never complain at all.
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I made some salad dressing and made three plates of fruit salad.
One plate was quickly eaten by Liusu, the other she ran to Princess Bao with a fart in her hand to offer the treasure, and the last plate was left. Before Wan Yankang could take a few bites, he felt that there was someone else in the room.
Little beggar.
In broad daylight, he appeared like a ghost.
Wanyan Kang took a deep breath, raised his head and smiled: "Little brother is here, please sit down."
The actual time of her arrival was a few days later than Wanyan Kang expected, which may be related to the fact that he had been outside the city in the past two days.
The little beggar stared straight at the fruit salad in front of him and asked in a low voice: "What is this?"
"Fruit salad. Do you want to try it?"
Wanyan Kang pushed the plate.
The little beggar is not polite either.
In fact, she had been here a long time ago. She just secretly caught a glimpse of little Liusu devouring her food, and a group of greedy people appeared in her heart.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have shown up as soon as Liusu left.
The little beggar tentatively tasted a few pieces, chewed them slowly and swallowed them.
A strange and wonderful taste that has never happened before arises from the taste buds, and the reluctance of the taste buds cannot be faked.
The little beggar immediately sat down and started eating. Wanyan Kang coughed twice and said, "Little brother!"
The little beggar kept chewing in his mouth. He raised his head and mumbled dissatisfiedly: "Why, are you feeling distressed? It's just a little food..."
Wanyan Kang smiled bitterly: "Little brother, you can eat whatever you want. I just want to say, should I change the chopsticks for you? I used the ones you used just now..."
The little beggar was stunned, and then turned red, but her face was too dirty to tell.
She snorted, put down her chopsticks, and immediately made a move.
This...oh my god.
Wanyan Kang couldn't bear to look any further and put his hand on his forehead.
However, he stood up silently, took out a plate of crispy jerky and a stack of salt-baked shredded chicken that he had kept in the cupboard for snacks at night, and placed them in front of the little beggar.
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The little beggar ate the fruit salad and two plates of snacks in one go. He was really satisfied with the meal.
She touched her mouth, drank another glass of water, then crossed her legs and said, "Wanyan Kang, don't you ask me where Mei Rushuang is?"
Wanyan Kang chuckled: "Little brother, if you want to talk, you can talk. If you don't want to talk, what's the use of asking?"
The little beggar stood up and said, "Have you really forgotten what Mei Rushuang taught you?"
"Little brother, do you think I am a capable person?"
"Who knows..."
The little beggar said thoughtfully, "Mei Rushuang said that you are ruthless, young, and heartless, but you are doing disaster relief at Anguo Temple and have saved so many people after all. People in the city have said that you are a playboy and a debaucher, and you have done all kinds of evil recently.
He also said that your talent is hidden behind your incompetence, and your poems are as good as those of Master Su... I also read those two poems..."
"Wanyan Kang, who are you?!"
"I am me, the young prince of Prince Zhao's Mansion. I guarantee that I am as good as I am."
Wanyan said generously, it seems that he has been investigating me a lot these days. Interest is the best teacher. I want to learn fishing anyway, so let’s just make a nest now.
"snort……"
"Little brother……"
The little beggar suddenly rolled his eyelids, as if he remembered something, and suddenly interrupted Wanyan Kang and said: "Don't call me little brother, I am your elder!"
Wanyan Kang twitched his mouth and said in his heart: We must not admit this.
"No matter what elder you say, in my eyes, you will always be my little brother..."
The little beggar was so anxious that he spilled the beans for a moment: "Mei Rushuang is your master, and she is my senior sister. Am I not your elder?"
Wan Yankang blinked and spread his hands: "I don't know who Mei Rushuang is... I don't even have martial arts, how can I be a master?"
"You... you little thief, how dare you cheat!"
The little beggar immediately became furious: "If you dare not recognize Mei Rushuang, you are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors. I can clean up the family!"