Wei and Jin Cooks

  Chapter 1016 Calling Friends

  Zhao Erlang choked back angrily, "You don't count the weight of a rope, because you count the copper powder removed by people touching it? Are you the one who robbed the money?"

  Zhao Hu couldn't believe it, the fool Zhao Erlang was so smart, he was dumbfounded for a moment, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "You, are you out of your mind?"

  Zhao Zheng couldn't help but support his forehead.

  Zhao Erlang's face was so red that it was almost dripping blood, his nose was sore, and he shouted loudly with red eyes: "My brain is fine!"

The two broke up in the end, but Zhao Erlang insisted on using scales to calculate the money. Not to mention, this saves a lot of manpower. The money that would have required people to count strings of strings is directly weighed. In a quarter of an hour, the 470,000 yuan that Zhao Hu brought was settled.

  Of course, the weight was a bit off, so Zhao Hu had to ask his servants to take out two strings of copper coins and put them in under Zhao Erlang's bull-eyed stare, which was enough.

  He took a last look at the slightly raised scale, secretly lucked out, and walked out angrily.

  Of course, he brought the contract, and he said to Wu Yin angrily, "Am I the kind of person who is short of money? If it's 470,000, it's 470,000. I didn't miss a penny from him!"

  Wu Yin answered yes repeatedly, and then asked in a low voice: "Since Grandpa knows, why did you let him?"

  He said: "San Niang wants to give face to the grandfather, Erlang is too unreasonable."

  Zhao Hu waved his hand helplessly and said: "Forget it, forget it, we can reason with smart people, talk about human feelings, can we bargain with a stubborn person?"

  Zhao Erlang is just a fool, with a single-mindedness, and he is the one who drags him about these things and dies of anger in the end.

  So these trivial things, Zhao Hu can close one eye and let them go.

  He still condemned himself in his heart, why would he quarrel with a fool? Make yourself look stupid.

Zhao Hu exhaled, and went home with the contract and the newly completed land deed. He said to Wu Yin, "I was going to take them out of prison today, but I just had a quarrel with Erlang, so it's not appropriate to mention this matter. You come to pick up people tomorrow, and when you get them, go and tear down all the four houses, I want to build a house!"

  Five silver should be placed.

  Zhao Hu wanted to go home with his hands behind his back, but thinking of what he had promised Zhao Hanzhang, he turned to the restaurant and went to find some rich men he met in Luoyang.

  Zhao Hanzhang is right. If you have money, let’s earn it together. If you earn it for others, it’s better to earn it for his friends.

  In addition to these wealthy people in Luoyang, Zhao Hu was more concerned about his relatives and friends in Yuzhou, so he wrote letters to them one by one.

First, he wrote to Zhao Song, "...With Zi Nian's current official position, he will not be granted the title of Marquis or Prime Minister in the future. When he comes to Luoyang, he will never be able to live in his niece's house. I won't allow him to live in my house anyway. I'm afraid I can't eat when I see his face."

"So the fifth brother should make preparations early and buy three or two houses while the housing prices in Luoyang are not high now," Zhao Hu said: "There is a burned-out house outside the imperial city, you can buy it, the base price is not high, you can build it as you like, It is more cost-effective than buying a ready-made yard, and the most important thing is that all the good locations of ready-made houses in Luoyang have been occupied, and the rest are far inferior to this piece of land."

   "So if the fifth brother is interested, please bring money to Luoyang to buy land as soon as possible. If you can build a house here, it will not only facilitate the entry and exit of Zi Nian, but also benefit future generations."

  Think about it, in the future, the children will meet rich and powerful families when they go in and out.

  He also encouraged Zhao Song, "If someone in the family has surplus money, they can also come to Luoyang to buy land. Now that Luoyang is being rebuilt and the imperial court is moving back, there are opportunities to make money everywhere."

  He not only wrote to Zhao Song, but also wrote to many people in the clan. He wrote a letter to anyone he thought was rich.

  Anyway, they are going back to Xiping, one letter is brought, and many letters are also brought.

In addition to relatives and friends, Zhao Hu thought about everyone he could think of, including Yu Sanlang, who he didn't like very much, and he wrote a letter to them. There was only one sentence, "Luoyang is full of gold. If you want to make money, Come quickly."

Yu Sanlang didn't want to believe him, but since he received his letter, the words "Luoyang is full of gold" suddenly popped up when he was eating, and he also said these words when he was drinking, and he stayed up at night to sleep. Words still come out.

  Finally, Yu Sanlang couldn't bear it any longer. He got up from the bed and called the housekeeper, "Go to Xiping immediately and find out if there's been any movement from Mrs. Zhao recently."

  The steward was not sure for a while, and asked after deliberation: "What the grandfather said means... deploying troops, fighting?"

   "What, what?" Yu Sanlang patted him on the head angrily, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "You dare to inquire about this kind of thing, but I dare not listen to it. It's been too long for you?"

  He slowed down his voice and said, "Ask if anyone is going to Luoyang recently, and what they want to bring. Also, what does Zhao Hu do for a living in Luoyang? Is it making money or losing money?"

  The butler suddenly realized, and nodded again and again, "Your servant understands, I'm going to inquire now."

  Yu Sanlang waved him away in disgust, and muttered, "What a rotten tree."

  The Xiping Zhao family is very lively, and it has been very lively since receiving the letter.

  Wang had already packed her things and was planning to go to Luoyang, but had to postpone the departure time again and again, because many people in the clan decided to go to Luoyang with her.

  Of course, their purpose is not to travel. Although there is no war now, there are still many bandits outside. They don't like to go too far.

   But the house at the foot of the Luoyang Imperial City that Zhao Hu said was so attractive, they wanted to see it.

   It happened that the Zhao family army was going to **** Wang to Luoyang, so they just rubbed against her security force.

  As soon as Yu Sanlang heard the news, he immediately asked someone to open the warehouse for some money, and at the same time, he also brought all the goods that could be packed, such as silk, brocade, etc., and he planned to go to Luoyang to make a fortune.

   Then he also sent a message to Wang, asking to go to Luoyang with her Zhao Jiajun.

   Besides him, many friends who received Zhao Hu's letter also came to his door, and they all wanted to go to Luoyang together.

   Wang: ...

  Seeing that the team was getting bigger and bigger, not only were there more people, but each person also brought a large amount of goods, Wang felt that this matter was too big and she could no longer make decisions, so she went to Zhao Song for advice.

   Zhao Song lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "Just go, Luoyang is waiting for prosperity, the more people go at this time, the more prosperous it will be."

  He said: "People are fundamental, as long as there are people in a city, it will be lively."

  Wang's head bowed and said: "But there are so many people, only relying on the protection of a thousand Zhao family troops, in case of danger along the way..."

Zhao Song waved his hand indifferently and said: "What's the difficulty? Write a letter to Zi Nian and ask him to send you troops. However, we have lost people, and we can't pay for food and grass. You don't have to worry about it. I came to tell them, let those who accompany them prepare food and grass."

  Ms. Wang breathed a sigh of relief, bowed her head in response, and then bowed and retreated.

  Zhao Song looked at the back of her leaving and couldn't help but shook his head, "Fortunately, our family's third mother is not like her, but like Zhizhi, otherwise this family would not even have a supporter."

Good night

  (end of this chapter)