This father-son conversation was the most comfortable Wang Ding had ever had.
Wang Yun did not scold him, but also gave him a promise.
Wang Ding knew that he was childhood sweethearts with Diao Chan and had always liked Diao Chan. However, he was a good boy and never dared to reveal his true feelings. Moreover, he was afraid of being discovered and did not dare to have too much contact with Diao Chan.
Returning to the peony pavilion in the backyard, Wang Ding saw Diao Chan and couldn't help but hold Diao Chan's little hand and said: "Sister Chan'er, my father promised me that as long as I get rid of Thief Dong, we will get married."
Diao Chan's little hand was held by Wang Ding, her heart beat, and she wanted to break away from Wang Ding's big hand, but after hearing what Wang Ding said, she was stunned.
"Will I marry the Third Young Master in the future?" Diao Chan murmured and asked.
Wang Ding grabbed Diao Chan's smooth little hand and was reluctant to let go, saying: "Sister Chan'er, don't you want to marry me?"
"No...it's not..."
Diao Chan didn't dare to look at Wang Ding, her cheeks were burning and she turned her head slightly.
Diao Chan has never been asked this question before, and her little hand was grabbed.
Although Wang Ding had been arrested before, the two of them were only seven or eight years old at that time. Their feelings were completely different.
After chatting with Diao Chan for a while, Wang Ding reluctantly let go of Diao Chan's little hand.
It's all because of this body, the yang energy is so strong that Wang Ding dreams of Diao Chan every night.
Returning to the Yamen in the afternoon, Zhang Yu and Chen Shan led the people to train as usual.
They didn't know that Wang Ding went to the Prime Minister's Mansion this morning.
Wang Ding went to the cell and released the Xiliang soldiers who were imprisoned five days ago.
Just free up some space. If there are any Xiliang soldiers causing trouble, arrest them all.
The Xiliang soldiers are Dong Zhuo's roots after all, and it is impossible for Wang Ding to really do anything to them.
But after today, there will be very few Xiliang soldiers oppressing the people in Chang'an City.
It’s just that the Xiliang soldiers under Hu Zhen’s command have not really reformed.
Even if they don't come to the city, the people outside the city still can't escape their harm.
The common people living outside the city are the real bottom class of the Han Dynasty.
Hu Zhen herself indulges in pleasure every day, so how can she restrain her soldiers?
Wang Ding felt a little pity, he also wanted to find more Xiliang soldiers to practice with.
Dong Zhuo also acted very quickly and had already mobilized civilians to build a fortress for him.
Wang Ding trains every day, training with his forty government officials. When he has time, he goes to discuss military management experience with Gao Shun.
Under Wang Ding's intention, he could occasionally meet Lu Bu on Chang'an Street.
Every time they met, Wang Ding would intentionally or unintentionally tease Lu Bu's unwillingness to be ordinary.
Wang Ding is accumulating his own strength.
In addition to the forty government officials on the surface, Wang Ding secretly recruited more than a hundred people.
Hidden in a manor outside the city.
In addition to training, these people eat and sleep every day.
Wang Ding also found a blacksmith and customized two hundred Yanling knives.
As the standard weapon of these people.
However, these people’s food, drink, and diarrhea cost Wang Ding money.
Within a few days, his pocket money was at the bottom.
Wang Ding took out more than 50,000 yuan from the Wang family's treasury.
But with custom-made weapons and more than a hundred mouths to feed, even fifty thousand dollars won't last long.
"Money." Wang Ding was worried.
If you are not a family member, you don’t know how expensive firewood and rice are.
Wang Ding also didn't expect that just a hundred people would let him spend money like water.
The main reason is that he has no income now, only income but no income. The Wang family has a huge business and it is difficult to support it.
On this day, Wang Ding found some carpenters.
Give the carpenter his own drawings of tables and chairs.
"Can you understand these drawings?" Wang Ding asked.
His three-legged cat painter is about the same as a primary school student.
Fortunately, the table and chairs are not complicated, just one surface and four legs. Wang Ding also specially marked the height.
I'm afraid they will just follow the current bed and desk arrangement.
Wang Ding looked at the carpenters: "What do you mean by nodding and shaking your heads?"
One of the carpenters said: "Sir, this drawing is simple and a small child can understand it, but I don't know what is on this drawing and what is its use?"
Wang Ding said: "The tall one is called the table, and the short one is called the chair. Regardless of the use, I'm just asking you if you can make something."
The carpenter nodded and said: "This thing is simple, one day is enough."
Wang must have had enough of the low desk and the abominable kneeling position, and his legs became numb after a while.
Get the tables and chairs first, and then promote them in Chang'an City. It can be regarded as a living, and you can make some money for training troops.
It's just that these tables and chairs don't have any technical content. Not to mention carpenters, even ordinary farmers can make a set at home with a hatchet after seeing the appearance of the tables and chairs.
If Wang Ding wants to make a fortune, he also needs to start a business that can be monopolized, and he must specifically target those wealthy families.
Ordinary people live in a precarious situation, hungry and full, and have no spare money to buy things.
In the evening, several carpenters had already made tables and chairs.
Wang Ding's painting is the simplest one. The tables and chairs are all square, and they are all placed in the yard now.
"Sir, this... table and chairs are ready." The carpenter thought for a moment before calling out his name.
"Very good, this is your wages." Wang Ding gave a few carpenters a hundred dollars each.
"Thank you, sir." The carpenters didn't expect to get any money, so they all hurriedly knelt down and thanked Wang Ding.
Wang Ding gave it a try and found that the tables and chairs were very solid and flat, and had been specially polished.
Wang Dingdao: "How much does it cost to make such a set of tables and chairs?"
The carpenter said: "These are fine wood and cost two hundred dollars."
Wang Ding is not new here. Two hundred dollars is a lot for ordinary people.
Among the people at the lowest level in the Han Dynasty, there are very few people in their families who can provide money. There are also many people who barter.
Everything they eat and use is obtained with their own hands.
That is to say, necessities such as salt have to be bought with money.
Wang Ding said: "In this way, for every set of tables and chairs you make, I will give you two hundred and fifty dollars."
The carpenter didn't expect such a good thing, so he knelt on the ground and thanked Wang Ding again.
Wang Ding asked them to get up and said: "You can also use other carpenters. As long as the quality is good, I will give you two hundred and fifty dollars for each set of tables and chairs."
Wang Ding has never done business, but he thinks it will be no problem to sell a set for 500 yuan.
Profits doubled, I am indeed a business genius.
In the past, I just suffered from lack of capital.
Let the carpenter go down and Wang Ding will move the tables and chairs to Diao Chan's boudoir.
"Sister Chan'er." Wang Ding shouted outside the door.
Diao Chan came out holding the ferret and saw Wang Ding holding a table and chair, and asked curiously: "Brother, what is this?"
Wang Ding said: "Let me go in quickly and put my things down."
Diao Chan hesitated for a moment, then took a small step away from the net.
When Wang Ding walked into the room, he smelled a fresh fragrance, which was very comfortable.
Today he finally had the opportunity to enter Diao Chan's boudoir.