The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

After the Grand Court meeting, there was a grand song and dance performance and fireworks event in the evening to welcome foreign envoys. The whole Kyoto became a city of no night, a city with a population of one million. Young priests who were not qualified to enter the temple did not feel bored and regrettable at all.

Following the sneaking Jiang qianxia, a little girl took a group of priests who changed their ordinary clothes through the streets, ate all the snacks and delicious food in Kyoto, watched the girls put exquisite lanterns by the river, sent a Kongming lamp to write their wishes to fly, and then climbed to the top of the city to see fireworks in full bloom.

Before the agricultural revolution and industrial revolution, Jiang qianxia knew very well how many people small western countries could have.

Bring the priests to the most practical experience of the richness and prosperity of Kyoto, one is to shock their pride and arrogance used by small countries, and the other is to arouse their desire.

This is the richest missionary place. As the first batch of missionaries who followed to open up wasteland, as long as they can take root here, their quality of life and rich rights will far exceed their treatment in western countries.

The bustling city of millions of people is extremely shocking. Not only these priests who only know how to scream and sigh without brains, but also lianjiang qianxia's low ambition because of his "Immortality" has been aroused again.

"So many people, even if the genius is one in ten thousand or one in ten thousand, it's enough for me to save the first wave of students... It's exciting to be able to teach and summon so many excellent talents..."

Being a good teacher is the nature of Han people, which can also be said to be a bad habit.

The elders talk about the younger generation at home, which is called showing off and old-fashioned, but Jiang qianxia is now the first person in the proper Daqian knowledge reserve!

Astronomy, geography, physics and chemistry, there's nothing in the owner's guide, okay!

Who dares to say she's just showing off? There's no place to reason with him!

Although Jiang qianxia's achievements in the first ten years were barely visible, the frustration and habit of being crushed by the real Xueba and genius was still deeply engraved in her mind.

Now she can finally turn the table. She can be a husband! All geniuses have to be respectful in front of her, look at her with respect and worship and call her sir!

No matter how much achievements they have made in the future and how much ink they occupy in history books, they can't get around her husband!

Being famous in history is beyond the glory of life and time. At the thought of later generations, so many scholars and experts took her as a legend to teach students about her life.

"More than two thousand years ago, Daqian gave birth to an amazing woman! She was born as a military cook, but finally climbed into the top circle of Daqian's power class, teaching and educating people. She has a wide range of knowledge. Her idea of making money in business is seriously studied by the presidents of major companies..."

Just as later generations ridiculed Wang Mang as a transgressor, there must be students shouting "lying in the groove", pointing to the literature and saying that she was a transgressor.

Ha ha, she's a real jumper, but she can't fall behind the name of the jumper.

Through the preparations for the opening of the Shihui hall, Jiang qianxia still didn't move back to the ancient house, but stayed in his own house. By the way, he turned Gu Li to the door and didn't go back.

Gu Yan, the younger brother-in-law, visited him once, but he seemed very ashamed of what his mother had done, so he didn't even stay for dinner. He only looked carefully at whether Jiang qianxia was black and thin, and whether his niece was white and fat. His eyes were red and he ran away.

When he left, Jiang qianxia didn't ask him to stay, because she didn't take it seriously at all. After all, she didn't suffer any substantive harm, and the mastermind was not Gu Liu.

But unexpectedly, the next day she received the news that Gu Yan, a gentle silly boy, was soft and didn't even have any muscle lines. He went to the frontier to atone with the changed army.

"Don't worry about Yan'er. What flows in his body is the blood of the ancient family, and the battlefield is his destination."

After Gu Li's glance, Jiang qianxia wrote a letter and asked the manager of wanbaoge in the frontier to take more care of it. Although it's good to go to the army to exercise, it can't really let the young master suffer, can't it?

After handling Gu Yan's affairs, Jiang qianxia was indifferent when he thought that only Gu Liu was left to guard the ancestral hall in addition to the servants in the huge house of Gu Fu.

Making a mistake always comes at a price. Let her have a long memory. Otherwise, she will always be fooled into acting as a gun and add laughingstock.

In the twinkling of an eye, for many days, Jiang qianxia and Wuyi were busy without touching the ground. Even Guli, a military general, was pulled to write a list of books posted on the bookshelf.

There was no way. Many books copied from the owner's instructions were printed and placed box by box, but sichen had no time to sort out the single copy he stole from the dark.

In the study, several people who buried themselves in hard copy didn't even have the strength to speak. Perilla was the first one who couldn't stand it. She ran away in the name of taking care of the little miss. Jiang qianxia took an envious look and agreed to continue.

The day and night reading lists were posted on the bookshelf. Before the 15th, the empty Shihui hall was finally filled up by 60%.

The huge construction area covering thousands of Mu is divided into accommodation area, teaching area, library, self-study room, canteen, fitness venue, rest area, entertainment room, and even more than a dozen glittering glass greenhouses, which are specially used to grow vegetables and supply food for the staff of the wisdom hall.

In addition to being designed by master craftsmen, the whole scene of the Shihui hall also secretly touched and referred to the other homes of many great scholars and literary ministers. Now, Jiang qianxia feels that his eyes are not enough, which can be regarded as a scene in ten steps.

After walking through the accommodation area, canteen and library, Jiang qianxia frankly accepted the fact that today's absolute measurement on his legs was incomplete. He patted his ass, stopped and ran into the shed to choose the ingredients for tonight.

Tomorrow is the opening day of the Shihui hall. Except that Guli has been sent away, all the people in the Jiang family are staying in the Shihui hall for the time being and are ready to open tomorrow!

Stepping on the afterglow of the setting sun, perilla looked in the direction of the main door with some worry, and whispered, "master, our Pavilion is so remote, and the roads are newly built by ourselves. Will someone really come to congratulate us tomorrow?"

If there are few people or only generals to support it, it will make a joke.

Jiang qianxia's Old God shook the fan and said slowly, "don't worry, I don't dare to say anything else. The great Confucians near Kyoto will certainly climb here."

"Ah? Why?"

"Because your master, I sent someone to inform them of the theft of their ancient books at midnight tonight."

Jiang qianxia couldn't help smiling happily at the thought of the angry and anxious Confucians coming tomorrow.

Perilla was stunned by the bad and smelly face of her master. Angelica looked at the sky blankly. It was determined whether she would follow the master to the dark in her life.

Happily rubbing his hands, Jiang qianxia proudly took boundless and the following cook and occupied the brand-new kitchen. They were busy frying and frying, and everyone was full of fighting spirit.

At dawn the next day, the servants got up in high spirits and sprinkled the water soaked in grapefruit leaves on the main road leading to the main gate, covering the thin layer of dust.

Pack up what should be cleaned up. The master and servant leisurely ate breakfast up and down. The ghost slaves watching at the foot of the mountain came to report that the carriage of the first guest had come here quickly.

"Master, guess who the first guest will be?"

Boundless is rarely interested. He smiles and squints a pair of peach eyes. Jiang qianxia takes a step back vigilantly.

"... according to psychological speculation, the first one must have suffered the most."

Looking up at the sky, Jiang qianxia had a bad feeling in his heart.

"The most famous Confucian in Kyoto seems to be Mr. Cui Maoshan?"

"Well, the master remembers well."

Cui Maoshan, the upright old man who was fooled by Gu Liu to block the door to test her knowledge on the day of her marriage, and finally vomited blood angrily.

I heard that he really dismissed most of his disciples, leaving only a few young people who he thought were very suitable for reading to stay with him and teach carefully. However, those literati poetry parties and wine parties never saw the old gentleman's elegant posture again. It was very difficult to meet him.

But it is undeniable that the Cui family, who is a descendant of his family, must have no shortage of fame and money. In addition to elegance and perseverance, the most important thing is to have money

"Well, you people in the dark don't stare at the old man so shamelessly and steal it?"

Boundless shamelessly smoked and coughed: "master, you said you were going to steal books from the Daru house, and you asked for a lot."

"You can't pick up one and steal it!"

Jiang qianxia was in a hurry. He turned around for a long time. He simply gritted his teeth and ran out with his skirt to guard the front door. He asked Angelica dahurica to prepare the medicine box and wait to rescue the old man.

The sun was still climbing slowly behind the hillside, and the ancient broad carriage slowed down slightly along the bluestone road and drove slowly.

Looking at the big abnormal carriage coming, Jiang qianxia hesitated to bite her ear with Perilla.

"You said that the old man would not be angry, but he brought all his family and was ready to smash the field?"

Perilla was nervous when she heard this. She twisted her embroidered handkerchief and complained, "master, don't talk. If we want to fight in a while, we have to hide faster! Really, you don't have no money. It's better to pay for books than to tell others to call!"

"What do you know? With your master's reputation, I want to buy books. Are you sure they will sell them to me instead of spitting on my face?"

When the Perilla was speechless and wanted to cry without tears, the carriage drove up to the driver. The old servant jumped off the frame with a smiling arch hand, lifted up the curtain, and revealed the full books piled inside, as well as Cui Maoshan, who was curled up in the corner alone.

"Hehe, is there any spare space in the library of Shihui hall? I've sent books to your daughter."