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Chapter 306 Dream of a Manor

When it comes to this, Jiang Changxi is also embarrassed. I can't say that I blush and my heart beats when I look at you, as if I've put on rouge: "Well, maybe you are naturally beautiful."

After saying that, I accidentally bit my lower lip, which made me feel even more shameless.

Zhou Lan never expected that his wife would answer such a question and nodded cautiously: "It should be so."

Dafu could only say that although the eldest grandma was very beautiful, luckily no one else listened. These two people are so unscrupulous, how could they have the nerve to talk about such issues in the daytime.

Dali covered his face and turned around and ran away. Zhou Lan and Jiang Changxi obviously didn't realize what they said.

Looking stupidly in the direction where Dali ran away, the two looked at each other and said what's wrong with this girl. Then they felt a little awkward for no reason.

Fortunately, Chang Le came over at this time, pulled Zhou Lan and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law is still busy at home, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

Jiang Changxi and Zhou Lan thanked Chang Le for showing up for the first time, and the provincial couple chatted awkwardly here.

Zhou Lan held his brother-in-law's hand and said seriously: "I'll wait for you to have dinner together."

Jiang Changxi turned to look at the sky and sneered at Zhou Lan. This excuse was not true at all, but it was not meant to undermine him.

Chang Le was in a happy mood. The brother-in-law came up and slapped his forehead: "Ah, I forgot to take yesterday's homework. Wait for me."

Jiang Changxi, Zhou Lan and his wife were left looking at each other, feeling that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

Jiang Changxi wanted to relax the atmosphere a little: "Ahem, I didn't expect that after being separated for a few days, I feel a bit unfamiliar."

Zhou Lan: "It's not that I'm unfamiliar with you, it's that I like you all the time, but I don't know how to approach you and talk to you."

This mentality makes Jiang Changxi feel shy. It feels like the young couple has entered into a state of puppy love and is actually having an awkward period.

Jiang Changle happened to come over again: "Let's go." Well, this state came and went quickly.

The Master looked at the three disciples who came in and felt quite satisfied. After not seeing each other for a few days, the eldest disciple had changed very well. He looked more like a responsible husband.

My little disciple, it is always good to read it and you are satisfied at all times.

The disciples all saluted the Sir: "Good morning, Sir."

The sound made people feel relaxed and happy, and the husband nodded with satisfaction: "Let's eat."

Okay, everyone, please show your style and let Mr. Jean be in a good mood early in the morning. What's wrong with not having a family? There are a lot of apprentices, so there is no shortage of people to accompany you.

While eating, I saw Zhou Lan eating three big buns in a row and wanting to continue.

Both my husband and Jiang Changxi were dumbfounded. After being out for a few days, they actually gained a lot of appetite.

Jiang Changxi felt a little distressed for a moment, it must be because she was working hard outside and the food was not going well.

Jiang Changle also stared at the buns in Zhou Lan's hand, with red circles under his eyes. Jiang Changxi said in his heart, you must be too distressed.

By the way, I would like to examine myself and see if I am really too careless about Zhou Lan.

Zhou Lan looked at his brother-in-law: "Chang Le, what's wrong with you? This tastes good."

Chang Le looked at Zhou Lan aggrievedly and put down his chopsticks: "I can't eat any more."

Zhou Lan was so considerate: "If you can't eat it, leave it alone. I'll help you eat it, so you won't feel aggrieved." I don't have to let you eat it.

Chang Le pursed his lips and turned his head, not wanting to talk to Zhou Lan anymore. He just ate one bun, and Zhou Lan was about to eat the fourth. When will I be taller than him? I have already worked hard to eat. Who knows?

The gap is getting bigger and bigger. Who can understand this heartache.

Chang Le sniffed, feeling sad that no one could understand, and grieved on his own.

Zhou Lan was at a loss. Early in the morning, his brother-in-law was in a good mood: "What's wrong with him?"

My brother-in-law felt uncomfortable. He had no appetite. He ate the fourth bun in a hurry and put down his chopsticks.

The husband and Jiang Changxi really understood Chang Le's frustration: "It's okay, just eat it. He will be fine in a while. He may have reached the age of sentimentality."

Zhou Lanxin asked, "My brother-in-law is growing a little too fast and too early. Isn't such a big baby starting to be sentimental?"

The master told his eldest disciple: "If everything has been arranged by the family, let's go to school. After all, we need to be more knowledgeable."

Let the disciples delay their studies for worldly things, regardless of whether they have made progress or not, it will definitely be hard to explain to the college.

Zhou Lan: "Disciple please follow Mr.'s teachings."

The husband is still very considerate, knowing that the disciple has been out for a long time and the couple has not had a chance to talk: "You husband and wife, let's talk and forget about today's morning class."

Although Shunfeng told Jiang Changxi everything about Zhuangzi yesterday, Zhou Lan still had to talk to his wife in person about some things. For the sake of it, his brother-in-law stayed with her in the corridor. It was really a big beacon of light.

About half an hour later, Uncle Lang went to the academy. Jiang Changxi had a rough understanding of Zhou Lan's arrangements for Zhuangzi.

Whenever Zhou Lan was in the house, everything about sending his brother-in-law to school was all taken care of by Zhou Lan. It was not because Jiang Changxi was too busy, but because Chang Le appointed him personally.

In addition to the sourness of Jiang Changxi, there is only sourness left.

After the busy work on the autumn harvest, several village stewards would come over one after another to report accounts to Jiang Changxi.

Zhuangzi even sent some chickens, ducks, vegetables, and fresh fruits one after another to supply their own expenses.

Zhou Lan went to school as usual, but Jiang Changxi still had to be busy with these trivial matters.

Before going to Kyoto, Jiang Changxi ordered bricks and tiles to be burned and a workshop to be built in Zhuangzi, the village closest to Baoding Prefecture.

Zhuangzi had already prepared hundreds of large tanks.

If there was nothing going on at home, Jiang Changxi was going to go to Zhuangzi. She had thought about it. Her dream of being a big landowner could not only rely on the production of grain, but also needed to be deeply processed.

Otherwise, when will I become a large manor owner? The deep processing of chickens and ducks is successful.

Jiang Changxi plans to further process the grain. It is obviously not feasible these days to build a mill, crush the grain and sell it in hardcover.

Large families have their own mills, while small families cannot afford highly processed grains.

So Jiang Changxi is going to make seasonings, such as sauce, soy sauce, vinegar, and maybe pickles.

If it succeeds, then all the grain, vegetables, and fruits produced in Zhuangzi can be used.

Coupled with our own breeding industry, the future is bright.

There is a plan, but it will definitely be difficult to implement it.

For example, salt is needed to make sauces. This thing is expensive these days. The key is strict management.

Jiang Changxi also didn't think about going to the beach to dry salt, breaking the ban.

I have never thought about making this kind of disaster-prone wealth, other than relying on it to promote my father, brothers, and men. Then I have to follow the rules here.

After thinking about it, Jiang Changxi showed her plan to her husband.

The gentleman looked at the plan the female disciple took out, and he didn't take it seriously at first. Is it just a sauce shop?

But the more I looked at it, the more carefully I realized that if Zhuangzi operated like this, it would be like a turntable. It was alive and could roll.

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