Portable Museum

Chapter 427 Father and Son Gossiping
"Luxury? Capitalists are like this. There are a lot of people in the family. Even if they don't have any parties, there are twenty or thirty servants who want to eat. They don't need a refrigerator, and they don't have such a big refrigerator!" Zhang Junping laughed.

In fact, there is another point that Zhang Junping did not say, that is, in Xiangjiang, the younger generation is not allowed to take concubines because of the new legislation.

But the older generation, which family is not three or four aunts and wives, plus the children all live together, a family of ten or twenty people is normal, plus servants, a manor has a hundred or ten people is normal .

Of course, Zhang Junping didn't dare to say this, otherwise he would overturn Qiu Wenyan's petty jealousy.

In the evening, Qiu Wenyan, who still had to work hard to appease and overthrow the jealousy, her fighting power increased sharply. Even with Zhang Junping's abnormal physical fitness, she would be defeated if she didn't take it easy.

Zhang Junping smiled when he opened the refrigerator and saw what was inside.

A lot of things were ruined by Ding Changge and Gao Yuanchao, but there are still many.

There are king crabs the size of washbasins, deep-sea Australian lobsters three feet long, double-headed abalone, grouper, deep-sea cod, and tuna. There are still a lot of things left.

Zhang Junping's family had no problem eating for three or four days.

"Shall we have a seafood feast at noon?" Zhang Junping looked at the things in the refrigerator and suggested to Qiu Wenyan.

"Okay! If you want to eat a seafood feast, it depends on your cooking skills, the old man. The little girl can't get these seafood." Qiu Wenyan said with a smile.

"No problem, today my master will cook himself and cook you a feast of seafood." Zhang Junping smiled.

"Brother, do you need help?" At this moment Zhao Yuzhi walked into the kitchen and asked.

"Go and have a rest! Just have me and your sister-in-law at noon, and cook a seafood feast for you." Zhang Junping glanced at Zhao Yuzhi's big belly, and said with a smile.

"Brother, I'm fine. At home, I don't cook every day and serve them." Zhao Yuzhi said with a smile knowing that her eldest brother was taking care of her pregnancy.

"Okay, since you want to do it, then help me with your sister-in-law!" Zhang Junping didn't continue to refuse.

With the help of Qiu Wenyan and Zhao Yuzhi, Zhang Junping began to prepare lunch.

After a while, Zhang's mother also came in to help.

The four of them are good at work, and soon a sumptuous lunch will be ready.

One crab and three king crabs, one Australian lobster and three shrimps, as well as braised grouper, steamed cod, fried tuna fillets, stir-fried celery, shredded cabbage, stir-fried broccoli and so on.

When it comes to tuna, many people think of sashimi, which is eaten raw with wasabi.

In fact, tuna tastes better when fried.

Of course, Zhang Junping chose to eat it fried, mainly because there are many children in the family and it is not easy to eat it raw.

For lunch, there were only Zhang Junping's family and his apprentices.

After Ye Zhiming, Gao Yuanchao, and Ding Changge sent them to the castle, they left with discernment.

After eating, the apprentices are naturally responsible for cleaning up the dishes.

Zhang Junping sat in the living room drinking tea and chatting with Father Zhang and Zhang Junan.

Qiu Wenyan and Zhao Yuzhi took their children upstairs to take a nap.

Originally, Tiedan didn't take a nap, but later I saw Zhang Junping asking the child to take a nap, saying that it was good for the child's growth and development.

So, Zhao Yuzhi also began to force Tie Dan to take a nap.

"Pingzi, why do you buy so many castles and manors? You can't live in them once a year." Father Zhang knows that the eldest son is rich, but he can't make such a fuss if he is rich.

"Dad, don't we make money to enjoy life better?" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"However, you are too wasteful. With the money to buy the manor and castle, you can't spend it all in the presidential suite every day when you go out." Zhang's father is distressed by the waste.

"Dad, there is nothing to waste!
The luxurious life of capitalism is inherently a great waste.

However, then again, our waste is actually an act of wealth creation, which can accelerate the circulation of wealth.

You see, my dozens of castles around the world can feed hundreds of people a year, and various maintenance costs range from millions of dollars.

These are the circulation of wealth. Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

"You are talking heresy. There are millions of dollars a year. With so much money, what are you doing wrong?"

"Dad, then tell me, why isn't so much money wasted?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

"You can..." Father Zhang got stuck halfway through speaking.

Yes, why is it not a waste of millions?
According to Zhang's father's original intention, storing in the bank is not a waste, but thinking about the funds in his hands, so much money, staying in the bank, is just eating interest.

The boss makes so much money a year, it seems that spending millions of dollars is nothing.

"Brother, how much money do you make a year?" Zhang Jun'an asked in a daze as he listened to the conversation between his father and his elder brother.

"I don't know!" Zhang Junping replied very simply.

"I don't know?" Zhang Jun'an didn't understand this answer.

"I haven't counted it. Anyway, the money in the account is getting more and more. These millions of dollars are probably equivalent to half a day's worth of money." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

Speaking of the money he earned in half a day, Zhang Junping is still modest.

His calligraphy and paintings are often hyped, and the price per foot has reached millions of dollars.

This is the real price, not the price in the auction house.

He can create a calligraphy and painting of several feet in an hour.

That is.He makes millions of dollars an hour.

This is not counting the money earned by his industries.

Of course, it is impossible for him to create calligraphy and paintings all the time, and the market is also limited.

Too many calligraphy and paintings will also impact the market.

Therefore, now Zhang Junping seldom creates calligraphy and paintings, and the original calligraphy and paintings have also begun to be restricted for sale.

There are more than 300 galleries, and only ten calligraphy and paintings are produced a year.

The specific gallery that can get Zhang Junping's calligraphy and painting will be decided by the store manager by lottery.

"Brother, can you earn millions of dollars in half a day?" Zhang Jun'an opened his mouth wide in surprise, his eyes gleaming.

"What are you looking at? That's my money, what does it have to do with you? It will be left to my son in the future, not your son.

If you want money, find a way to earn it yourself. "Zhang Junping gave Zhang Junan a blank look.

"..." Zhang Junan looked at Zhang Junping resentfully.

I really want to make money, but now he is just a small clerk in the Red Star Farm, and he is uncomfortable all day long.

He wanted to resign and follow the boss to start a business, but the boss refused to agree.

It made him uncomfortable all day, so he could only go fishing.

Be a salted fish.

Originally, Zhang Jun'an thought about it, anyway, Zhiweizhai has half of him, at worst, he will become a rich man in the future.

(End of this chapter)