"Ah, what do you think?" Xiao Han asked confidently.
Zhang Qiang slapped his forehead heavily. He was just wondering why a Marquis of Wu brought everything with him to his fiefdom, from pots and pans to hoes and shovels, and even cloth carts. He thought he was someone else's
I gave him the parts, but I didn’t expect that I would buy them all myself. How much would it cost to buy so many cars?
"My Lord Xiao, are you coming to open a grocery store?"
"No, I think these things can be used. What's wrong? They can't?"
"Okay, okay, you're awesome!"
Zhang Qiang almost choked to death. He turned around and left in anger. He could no longer talk to Xiao Han. He was afraid that he would be angry to death...
Xiao Han watched happily from behind and did not stop him. He counted silently in his mind, one, two, three!
Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Han counted to three, Zhang Qiangren miraculously turned back before he could leave the door.
Returning to Xiao Han, squatting down, Zhang Qiang glared at Xiao Han fiercely: "Tell me honestly, how much money you still have on hand!"
"This..." Xiao Han couldn't stand Zhang Qiang's look. He turned his head to avoid his gaze, thought about it secretly, and said with some uncertainty: "Almost more than a hundred?"
"Come on, don't build a marquis mansion, just build a pigsty..."
Zhang Qiang almost fainted. He came to Xiao Han with his whole family. He thought that he would have to ride a horse and live in a mansion. Now, it would be good if he didn't eat branyan. Of course, if he was alone, he would eat branyan.
There’s no problem with the food, but the problem now is that I’ve already boasted about this awesomeness to my wife, how can I explain this...
"Hey hey hey, isn't it just money..."
Xiao Han was very dissatisfied with Zhang Qiang being so serious, and said indifferently: "Money is for a bastard, we can make more after spending it! Besides, don't we still have some wealth..."
"Earning, in this land where rabbits don't poop... Oh, I forgot, you don't even have a piece of land where rabbits don't poop, but you still make money, go and have your big dream! Just make it, a dignified prince
, went to build a floor in the wilderness, "Are you shameless, or is Datang shameless?!"
Zhang Qiang was almost mad at Xiao Han's indifferent attitude. He hid any money he had for fear of not having enough to spend. When he came to Xiao Han, spending money was like running water... no, spending money was like flash floods!
The food must be the best, the clothing must be the most comfortable, and the servants must be paid...
Well, if you want, I won’t say anything, but have you ever heard of anyone whose servants have a monthly salary? The seventh-grade official of the Tang Dynasty only has a monthly salary. According to this standard, he can be regarded as supporting a large group of officials!
It was fun to give out money, but now you have to spend money, and you told him that you have no money, but you still don't care... Now you don't even have a kennel, so you still make do...
Zhang Qiang almost went crazy because he couldn't understand Xiao Han's prodigality. Likewise, Xiao Han couldn't understand the people's psychology of spending money in the Tang Dynasty.
In future generations, young people will be eager to earn one yuan and spend two yuan, and they will never let their credit card be overdrawn!
What is the money for? It’s spent! If you don’t spend it, it’s just a pile of waste paper…
I remember when I was in school, my roommates paid for living expenses at the beginning of the month.
In the first few days of every month, I live like a prince, going out to restaurants every day and eating different dishes...
By the middle of the month, I was living like a commoner. I ate in the canteen every day. I couldn’t eat the steamed buns and threw them away. I couldn’t eat the vegetables and they were thrown away!
Finally, at the end of the month, hey, it’s so miserable. I’m living worse than a beggar. I can only drink cold water every day to satisfy my hunger. I stay in the dormitory and don’t move as much as I can. It’s better to save a little energy. I have one dollar in my card to buy two.
I finished the whole meal without even parting with the steamed buns...
What a good living habit. Although it was a bit sad in the later period, at least we enjoyed everything and contributed our own small amount to promoting economic development...
Now looking at the people here in Datang, Xiao Han discovered that after they were given money, the first thing they did was to dig a hole and hide it. Fortunately, it was all copper coins, otherwise they would have died by the time you dug it out!
Shoes are reluctant to buy new ones, so they are all made by themselves. Xiao Han can hardly imagine what it would be like for a guy who carries knives to kill people all day long to sew embroidered shoes for himself. For clothes, Xiao Han has two sets, and one set will always be kept in the cabinet.
, I don’t know if I will ever have the chance to see the light of day in this life...
Xiao Han doesn't know about others, but from these people, you can see what other people in the Tang Dynasty look like!
This is wrong. Money can only generate value if it circulates, instead of staying underground or in cracks in walls...
But Xiao Han didn't say these words to anyone. He knew that even if he did, they would be treated as farts by these people... Diligence and thrift are the beautiful virtues given to us by the ancestors' religion. Do you also want to question it?
After finally convincing Zhang Qiang, who was about to pack up and return to Chang'an, and swearing to get a large sum of money, Zhang Qiang sat down angrily, waiting for Xiao Han to explain to him.
But looking at the gossipy looks on the faces of some Feng Shui masters, hey, how could they talk about such big money-making plans here...
Putting away the county map, Xiao Han pulled Zhang Qiang and walked out. Several Feng Shui masters wanted to follow, but were stopped directly by a few old men.
"Master Hou is going to choose a place. After you have chosen it, you can go and see the feng shui, you know?!"
These Feng Shui masters, you look at me, I look at you, thinking, why do you want us to do this? You don’t plan to build a house! But looking at the fierce looks of these people, they still nodded honestly...
After having a simple breakfast, Xiao Han called Butler Lu and Uncle Lengzi, gave a few mysterious instructions, then called Lengzi, Xiaodong, and asked Lao Qiu to take the bow and arrow, and the five of them went straight out of the city.
Go north.
The horses galloped along the loess road, kicking up countless dust. At first there were farmers farming on both sides of the road looking towards the road. Later, only pheasants and hares were left wandering around in the wild grassland by the roadside.
They seem to have reached an uninhabited wasteland...
The horses were tired, and there happened to be a small river in front of them. Several people dismounted and washed their faces in the cool river water. The horses also took off their halters and lowered their heads on the grass to eat slightly yellow weeds.
"Oh ~ comfortable..."
Xiao Han stretched out his body and lay down on the sand by the river. The sand warmed by the sun was so comfortable!
Lao Qiu was sitting on the side, not knowing what he was looking at, but he never left Xiaodong's bow in his hand. Xiaodong felt sour when he looked at it. He bought this for his own sake...
Taking advantage of this rare free time, Zhang Qiang, who had been full of doubts along the way, walked straight to Xiao Han, sat down next to Xiao Han, and asked: "Xiao Han, what are you doing?"
Xiao Han tilted his head and asked Zhang Qiang to block the direct sunlight from his eyes. He smiled and said: "Haha, I can't calm down anymore. I thought you wouldn't ask!"
Zhang Qiang stared at Xiao Han. It was only along the way that he realized something was wrong. Xiao Han looked too calm, not calm like him! So he waited for Xiao Han to give an explanation.
Xiao Han smiled more and more happily, like a naughty child who had succeeded in playing a prank. He reached into his arms, dug and dug, and finally took out a folded square piece of mulberry paper and threw it to Zhang Qiang.
Zhang Qiang looked at the paper in front of him, and then at Xiao Han who continued to close his eyes to rest. Finally, he endured his patience and opened the paper first.
