Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 827 Prodigy

  Wang Jinyuan has learned his lesson now.

  Anything the young master told me is a big deal, so I have to do it quickly.

  He received the drawings, and went to work on his own without saying a word.

  Fang Jifan was lazy.

  Counting silver is also a very painful thing.

  When a new real estate project opens, it’s almost worth ten thousand taels of gold. Afterwards, I don’t even bother to count. I’m too tired and feel bad.

  With this time, it is better to go to sleep more, this is priceless.

  As for the blueprints that have been handed down, well... wait until they make it... let's talk about it!

  Fang Jifan believes that these craftsmen, under the guidance of blueprints, will definitely unleash their infinite creativity.

  Fang Jifan is such a person, he is always willing to trust others, and the people he trusts can often create miracles for this.

   It is also because, in life, there will always be countless surprises.

  …

  As Fang Jifan said.

  The main master craftsmen of almost every workshop are now surrounding a blueprint and starting to ponder it seriously.

   To be able to become a master-level figure of a workshop, it is very experienced and extraordinary.

  Their lives are extremely comfortable. After a year, at least hundreds of taels of silver are in their hands. When they go to the workshop, all craftsmen and apprentices treat themselves like their fathers.

  Looking at the blueprint, Master Liu narrowed his eyes, but couldn't help but said: "I'm afraid it's not easy to produce such a high-precision thing, even at the moment..."

  he said here.

  Wang Jinyuan looked at him with a piercing expression.

  Craftsman Liu's heart trembled, and he yelled: "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, please don't worry, Captain, the villain will definitely try his best to overcome the current difficulties."

  The other craftsmen nodded.

Wang Jinyuan put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, the captain may also be joking. You also know that he likes to joke, and he still values ​​you. Just do your best. We Daming, after all, there is a place where the law is Well, look at all of you with bitter faces, what do you mean, what do you mean? Our captain, is it so scary?"

   "Not scary, not scary." Everyone shook their heads: "We are never afraid of Captain Fang."

   "That's it, let's do it."

  Wang Jinyuan staggered away with his hands behind his back.

  He still has to sell the house. Besides, like Fang Jifan, he also believes in these craftsmen, who will resolutely overcome all difficulties. No matter what problems there are in manufacturing, they will search their brains and find a solution.

  This... What a lovely group of people.

  ...

   After a few days, housing prices gradually began to rise. Most people, after taking this reassurance, began to act recklessly.

  Even those who hesitated before, after the latest price reached 13,000 taels, they began to flock in.

   In a few days' time, it will be Emperor Hongzhi's birthday. Fang Jifan dare not neglect, and is looking for gifts.

  In Xishan, Fang Zhengqing has already started to learn to walk. Behind him, there will always be an old woman, and Fang Zhengqing is holding a small cart with wheels, learning to walk with great interest.

  Compared to Fang Zhengqing, Zhu Zaimo was in a much worse situation. Early in the morning, he was terribly frightened by his father.

  Zhu Houzhao took him, who was less than three years old, to... riding a horse.

  Zhu Houzhao fixed him on the horse's back, and then sat on the back himself. With a flick of the whip, the frightened horse immediately let go of its hooves and began to run wildly.

Zhu Zaimo's face turned green with fright, and he howled and cried loudly on the horse's back, but no matter how much he cried, he was still galloping on the horse, so scary, so scary, so scary... He continued to cry, but no one paid attention to him In the end, he seemed to accept the reality, and his eyes widened, and the pupils in the eyes kept shrinking.

Finally, the horse stopped. Zhu Houzhao got off the horse first, then untied the rope that fixed Zhu Zaimo, and hugged him down. He couldn't help but kissed him left and right, and praised: "Good son, you are here!" Father Zhifeng, seeing you like this, I feel relieved as a father, okay, let's go play, and let that kid Liu Jie teach you how to read."

  Zhu Zaimo got off the ground and felt that the ground was soft, his legs were flimsy, and he walked out, shaking and shaking, like a lame duck.

  His mouth was bitter, tears were about to burst from his eyes, red, but he didn't cry, he was led by an eunuch, found Fang Jifan, and plunged into Fang Jifan's arms: "Hello, uncle, hello, uncle!"

  Fang Jifan couldn't help stroking his head lovingly. He was such a good boy. This kid kissed him with an indescribable feeling.

  So gently stroked his head.

   I have nothing to do today: "Come on, let me teach you something today."

  Zhu Zaimo nodded.

  Fang Jifan led him to the study room, where there were all kinds of books.

  Fang Jifan had already prepared a set of comic strips, and showed him page by page: "Look, this is Cochin, people with Cochin, all wearing bamboo hats on their heads..."

  Zhu Zaimo opened his eyes wide and looked very seriously.

  He cherishes any days that are not tossed about. He looked at the people in various costumes in the picture, and pointed to the map beside him with his little finger: "Where is this place?"

   "This is Franji." Fang Jifan said: "Specifically, this is the country of England."

  Zhu Zaimo couldn't help but asked, "Where is England?"

  Fang Jifan patiently said: "In short, it is very far away."

  Zhu Zaimo couldn't help but said: "Aren't they my vassals of Ming Dynasty?"

  Fang Jifan shook his head: "No."

   "Why aren't they vassals?" Zhu Zaimo said curiously: "Master Liu said, in the whole world, there is no king, they broke the rules."

   "..."

  Zhu Zaimo became dejected: "Uncle, I am very worried."

   "What?" Fang Jifan was a little confused.

Zhu Zaimo looked left and right: "My father, he doesn't look like a king... They all say, I... I will be the emperor in the future, but I think... I think, when I grow up, I will Father, you have already become the king of subjugation."

   "..." Fang Jifan couldn't help but said, "Who said that?"

  Zhu Zaimo sullenly tried to recall for a long time: "I thought about it myself."

   "..." Everyone with the surname Zhu is really cheating, no wonder this Zhu Zaimo has such a big brain.

  Fang Jifan said with emotion: "The matter is not so serious."

Zhu Zaimo laughed and grabbed Fang Jifan's palm with both hands: "But uncle, I am more worried now. The day before yesterday, I was taken by Master Liu to play on the other side of the river, and I met a friend like me...he Call... Gouzi, he is really pitiful, dirty, smelly, with soot on his face, he said that his father was mining in the mountains... I saw his sweater was torn."

  Zhu Zaimo frowned, his little nose wrinkled: "Why can't he be like me, wearing new clothes and having delicious food every day?"

   "..." Fang Jifan couldn't answer.

Zhu Zaimo sighed: "I heard Master Wang explain that the emperor is the son of heaven, then I... should be the great-grandson of heaven, but I was thinking, if the emperors were also sons of heaven, so to speak, first The emperor and the emperor are both the sons of heaven, could it be that they are all brothers, but it is wrong, the emperor always calls the ancestors the ancestors."

  Fang Jifan began to tilt his neck, yes, why didn't he think of it, he frowned, lowered his head and pondered.

Zhu Zaimo said: "There is also that dog, he is the son of a miner, he told me that he will also be a miner in the future, and I was thinking, good uncle, miners must be very boring, why does he still want to be a miner? What about a miner?"

   "Because..." Fang Jifan was speechless again.

  Zhu Zaimo said dejectedly: "No one who grows up wants to understand these principles, but everyone thinks they understand everything. Are these problems difficult?"

Fang Jifan took a deep look at Zhu Zaimo, and closed the comic book. It seemed that the comic book was no longer suitable for Zhu Zaimo to read. Fang Jifan hugged him on his knees: "Because the reason is very simple, everyone can I know, there are many problems here, but people who can think will ignore them."

   "Why?" Zhu Zaimo looked curious.

  Fang Jifan thought for a while: "Because only those who ignore these things and ask these questions will feel at ease."

  Zhu Zaimo seemed to understand, he frowned: "If my father was a miner, I would naturally not pursue these answers, because I have no time to think about it?"

  Fang Jifan nodded.

Zhu Zaimo said again: "But because I am the grandson of the dragon, although I am very bored every day, I can read books, and I will have countless questions, but I shouldn't think about these questions, because they should be It has nothing to do with me."

  When Zhu Zaimo spoke, he stuttered, but the order was very clear.

   "That's right." Fang Jifan thought for a while: "The so-called gentlemen work hard and villains work hard, so those who work hard rule others, and those who work hard rule others."

  Zhu Zaimo frowned: "Are they willing to do this?"

  Fang Jifan: "..."

"Thinking about it, I'm unwilling." Zhu Zaimo said: "So, the so-called rule of people is actually to make them submit, using all means, just like a father raises horses, whip them if they are not obedient, if they are obedient, Just feed them more horse feed. But there are too many horses, so I need to find some stablemen to help. Oh, I understand, so... this is the emperor's mind that the good uncle and Master Liu often talk about...you After going through such a big detour, what I originally wanted to say was the cruelest thing in the world."

   "This..." Fang Jifan didn't want to mess with this brat anymore: "Is the grandson hungry?"

  Zhu Zaimo frowned: "This is also the emperor's mind. Being a good uncle is no longer able to answer questions. When dealing with smart people who raise doubts, they use food to block his mouth. This is called Zhao'an!"

   "..." Fang Jifan thought for a while and admitted generously.

  Zhu Zaimo was like a little adult, with his hands behind his back, and said: "Okay, I accept the recruitment now. I want to eat Master Wen's Eight Treasures Soup, and sugar must be added!"

   "It's not good to eat sugar."

   "Then I won't accept recruitment..."

   "Eat!" Your uncle!

  ...

  This chapter is well written, I need to rethink it, arrange the plot, and do my homework.

  (end of this chapter)