I'm the lord of the alien world

Chapter 37 Gifts
"The one I gave you last time was expensive, but this one is much cheaper, ten taels of silver each." Tang Wen said.

"You still lack me 2 taels, give me two thousand." Li Dawang didn't think about it at all.

Because, the last time I played for a few days, there were too many advantages.

For example, Li Dawang's wife wanted a few, because it was convenient to light a fire.

Otherwise, you have to reserve the tinder, and you have to blow the tinder desperately when igniting, which is extremely inconvenient. It is much more convenient to have this lighter.

"You are my biggest client, and I will give you another fifty." Tang Wen laughed.

"Brother, come to Li Dawang if you have anything to do in the future, let's eat and drink enough to play with women in Piaoxiang Building." Li Dawang looked like a nouveau riche
"Master, we sold it too cheap, and we lost too much." Tang Jun said after coming out.

"How to say?" Tang Wen asked.

"The pearls on the silver crown alone cost 30 taels, and the eighteen pearls can definitely be sold for about 550 taels. If the silver crown is added, it will cost at least 700 taels." Tang Jun said.

"Hehe, it's okay, I'll make friends with you if you suffer a little bit." Tang Wen waved his hand.

Xin said that the wholesale price of such inferior pearls in modern society is only 40 yuan, and a silver crown is less than 5000 yuan.

But in ancient times, there was no pearl cultivation technology, and they were all dug out of wild shells.

Naturally, the yield was pitifully small, and it was a stroke of luck to come across a shell with a pearl in it.

Therefore, a low-quality pearl costs two to thirty taels.

Li Dawang is not an idiot, the 500 pearls alone cost more than [-] taels, he won't lose any money.

Both parties think that they have made a lot of money, so naturally, everyone is happy.

Li Dawang was so happy that he even erased the 300 taels of Qianyefang.

Accompanied by Steward Ning, the two parties went straight to the county government office to go through the land deed change procedures.

When he just entered the yamen, he ran into Yang Yun, and he said happily, "Master, your title of earl has been approved. Master Zhang is about to send someone to Koh Samui to inform you, but you came first. I will go to see Mr. Zhang together."

"Congratulations, Lord Earl." Upon hearing this, Steward Ning hurriedly cupped his hands in congratulations.

"Tang Jun, you and Butler Ning go to handle the change, and I'll see Mr. Zhang." Tang Wen confessed, and then followed Yang Yun inside.

"Hehehe, Earl, your wine is really good." While walking, Yang Yun chatted affectionately with Tang Wen.

Butler Ning, who was not far away, stared straight at him, thinking that the two of them had a good relationship.

"Yang Butou likes that I still have a few bottles, and I will give you another bottle." Tang Wen laughed.

"Then how?" Yang Yun said.

"Why not, wine, for drinking, I don't have time to drink with Yang Butou, so I can only let you take it home to taste." Tang Wen said with a smile.

"Thank you very much, but I really need two bottles." Yang Yun said.

"Is Catcher Yang going to give it away?" Tang Wen asked.

"I guessed it right for you. Not long ago, Wu Yunxian 'Master Shi Si' from the governor's yamen came down. He drank the wine and was full of praise." Yang Yun said.

"Hehehe, then I have to congratulate Catcher Yang, you probably will be promoted soon?" Tang Wen said with a smile, Wu Yunxian is the Master Shi Fangsi who evaluates the officials of the whole province.

The modern name is the Minister of Organization of the Provincial Party Committee.

Of course, Wu Yunxian's power is only below the seventh rank, including the seventh rank.

All those above the seventh rank have to be approved by the governor's office, and then reported to the Ministry of History for approval.

Of course, the military has to be linked with the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of History has no right to directly decide.

"The horoscope has not been written yet, alas...it's difficult, although the criminal officer of the county government, Mr. Qian, has been transferred to another place. But, let alone the whole province, how many eyes are staring at us in Yanling County alone." Yang Butou Sighed.

The criminal officials of the Yifu are officials in charge of arresting and raising prisons. They are Qipin, equivalent to the head of the city's public security bureau.

Yang Butou is only at the eighth rank now, so to be able to sit in this position is naturally a high promotion.

"Is there any official in Yanling County who is more qualified than you, Yang Butou?
You are Wu Jintu, and being a headhunter is a talent.

The position of the execution room official is appropriate. " Tang Wen asked with a look of surprise on his face.

"To tell you the truth, my high school Wu Jinshi was supposed to be given the position of general manager of the seventh rank.

It's just that good luck tricked people, and I actually offended the villain.

As a result, he was demoted to this Yanling County as a head arrester.This stay lasted for seven or eight years, and my butt almost collapsed the stool. I was still a small head catcher.

As a government to catch heads, catch thieves, catch thieves, these small things are too difficult to make great achievements. "Yang Butou sighed.

"It's a bit difficult to sit in that seat with just two bottles of wine, and they will give you money." Tang Wen said.

"Of course, but Mr. Yang has been upright and has worked for seven or eight years. He has no savings at all, and even if he borrows some money to send it over, he won't look down on him." Yang Yun said.

"I'll take care of the gift giving, and I'll figure out a way for you," Tang Wen said.

"Look, I owe you a favor again, brother, just let me know if I have something to do in the future." Yang Butou said.

"Definitely." Tang Wen nodded.Soon, the two entered Mr. Zhang's office.

It was found that there were two other people besides Zhang Hongjiang, one tall and one short.

"Hehehe, congratulations to Lord Tang." Seeing Tang Wen come in, Zhang Hongjiang, who was chatting, stood up and cupped his hands in congratulations.

"I have to thank Mr. Zhang for his recommendation." Tang Wen replied modestly.

"Master Zhang, who is this?" The tall middle-aged man with big eyes looked at Tang Wen and asked.

"Hehehe, Mr. Zhou, you don't know yet, do you? He is the owner of Koh Samui Island, Lord Earl Tang Wen." Zhang Hongjiang laughed.

"Zhou Zhao has met the Earl." Zhou Zhao cupped his hands, but his attitude was a little cold.

"Master Zhou is the co-prefect of our house, and this is Mr. Tian Shilong, the judge." Zhang Hongjiang introduced another person as he spoke.

"Hello, my lords." Tang Wen nodded lightly.

You Zhou Zhao are playing the role of official authority in front of Lao Tzu, of course I will not be polite to you.

"Master, bring the Sir's things here." Zhang Hongjiang said to Master Zhou Tong.

Below, Zhou Tong brought out the newly made capes, documents, robes and tokens, while the old ones had to be handed in.

"The order of the Great Chu Zongren's Mansion comes at a time when the war in the Northwest is tense.

Tang Wen generously donated a large amount of silver to help my great Chu Tiehoe regain lost ground.

In addition, led the personal guards to wipe out 72 pirates, and made military exploits for this...

The royal family confers the third class Yanling Bo..."

After completing the formalities, Zhou Zhao and Tian Shilong responded with a few polite words and found a reason to leave.

Seeing the attitude of the two of them, Tang Wen certainly didn't need to be a licking dog.

"Master Zhang is a master of painting. This time I came here to invite you to taste a painting." Tang Wen laughed.

"Oh? Let me have a look." Zhang Hongjiang said with a smile.

Tang Wen opened the box, and the moment he opened the oil painting, Zhang Hongjiang became excited and blurted out, "That's it, that's it."

Of course Tang Wen understood, what Zhang Hongjiang said was referring to the oil painting of 'Apollo, the Sun God'.

This painting was originally awarded by the royal family to the ancestors of the Zhang family, but it was burned because of a fire, and Zhang Hongjiang's father was paralyzed on the bed because of the painting.

At that time, a master of traditional Chinese painting from Chu State was invited to copy a painting, but the material was different and the essence was rare, and the Zhang family has always cited it as a legacy.

And Tang Wen stole the copied painting with his mobile phone through Yang Yun's hand, and after traveling back to the sea of ​​clouds, he specially invited European oil painting masters to copy it.

In this way, the material is the same, and the essence comes out.

Don't talk about Zhang Hongjiang, even Yang Butou on the side is dumbfounded, probably talking about why they are exactly the same?
"That's it, Mr. Zhang, what do you mean by it?" Tang Wen looked at him with a look of confusion on purpose.

"To tell you the truth, my father has been lying in bed for more than ten years because of it." Zhang Hongjiang said.

"That's right, back then, that painting was brought back from the West by an official of the imperial court..." Yang Butou immediately made up his knife.

"Can you resell this painting to me?" Zhang Hongjiang asked.

"Resale is definitely not possible." Tang Wen shook his head.

"Hey... Then lend me a while, I want to show my father and fulfill his lifelong wish." Zhang Hongjiang sighed.

"Master Zhang, your handwriting is superb. I would like to ask for two pictures of calligraphy, and this painting is the capital of the pen. What do you think?" Tang Wen said.

"My lord, you have found the right person, Mr. Zhang's handwriting is well-known in the court.

Back then, Mr. Zhang was the tempest flower of the temple.

There are quite a few people who come to ask for writing, but Mr. Zhang usually does not use a pen. "Yang Butou said.

"It seems that I really found the right person. I don't know if Mr. Zhang is interested in it." Tang Wen cupped his hands.

"What word does Sir Sir want?" Zhang Hongjiang asked.

(End of this chapter)