Chapter 1193: Daily life of the richest man
Emperor Hongzhi sighed.
Xishan Academy can always bring new things to itself, and these refreshing things are really important for Emperor Hongzhi.
Looking at the clear report, he began to fall deeply into it and could not extricate himself.
My mind is full of all kinds of data.
"This person's name is Jin Sanyan. Remember this name." Emperor Hongzhi glanced lightly.
Xiao Jing nodded quickly.
"And," Emperor Hongzhi said: "Let the female hospital send some medicine for treatment to the prince."
"Sister obeys the order."
Emperor Hongzhi put down the red pen with the pen, and couldn't help but sigh, it was really worrying.
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Early in the morning that day, an uninvited guest came to Wang Bushi's house.
Wang Bushi hates this person named Deng Jian very much.
But there was no way, so I promised to give a gift to Duke Qi.
The Duke of Qi decided how to give this gift.
Perhaps many people's understanding of Fang Jifan is just superficial such as this guy is so cruel, but the more he observes economic activities, Wang Bushi deeply felt the horror of Fang Jifan.
This guy has cultivated a giant beast. This giant beast seems harmless, but if it wants to kill people, it is invisible.
Although he had already had tens of millions of silver-patterned wealth on hand, he was rich enough to rival a country, but Wang Bushi firmly believed that as long as the Duke of Qi pinched his fingers, his wealth could be turned into speechless immediately, which could be said to be a murderer.
Because of this, Wang Bushi had the idea that no one could offend Fang Jifan. If he offended the emperor, he would be spanked at most. However, if he offended Fang Jifan, he would have nothing.
In this way, Deng Jian became the manager of the Wang family. It would be better for him.
Wang Bushi went on duty as usual, as if... the weather was calm and nothing happened.
When he returned to the mansion, Deng Jian nodded and bowed to him, shouting to the master, with a respectful look on his face. In fact, this guy is sweet-mouthed and quite comfortable.
But... during dinner, the servants at home brought no longer his favorite pork-headed meat, garlic, and his favorite Shandong chopped green onion pancakes, but...
One by one, one girl came in one after another, carrying dishes of all sizes, and ninety-eighty-one large and small dishes, and brought them directly to him.
Damn……
Looking at the dazzling dishes, Wang Bushi's eyes widened.
At this time, Deng Jian said respectfully, "I heard that the master likes to eat meat on pig's head, so the villain ordered people to arrange it. I heard that the best part of this pig's head meat is a piece of skin on the Tianling cover of the pig's head. Therefore, people carefully selected ten suckling pigs, took the freshest meat, and cooked it for an hour, then threw away the meat residue inside, and took the boiled juice as the base, then took the best pig's head meat and cooked it. Master, please try it. This is called wealth and glory!"
Wang Bushi's eyes went black.
How many pigs did this kill?
Looking at dozens of other dishes, each one is unprecedented.
Wang Bushi felt his forehead a little stiff and said tremblingly: "This...this..."
Deng Jian looked at Wang Bushi with a smile, and the smile on his face was very nice: "Why, the master doesn't like to eat? It doesn't matter if he doesn't like to eat these. Come on, pour the table of dishes and feed them to the dog."
"No." Wang Bushi trembled. He didn't ask any more questions. He raised his chopsticks and ate them, and said, "I love to eat them, I love them."
Since I am determined to give Fang Jifan a gift, and this gift is Deng Jian, what else can I say? Slide my cheeks and eat it.
Wang Bushi was about to vomit after eating this, and he couldn't bear to leave it alone, but he still insisted on eating less and slaughtered so many delicious dishes.
In the end, he couldn't eat anymore, so he said to Deng Jian: "Can you send it to the backyard to eat? The female family hasn't eaten yet."
"They have already entered. Master, this table is the master's own dinner. If the master wants to eat with his relatives, I will notify you in advance next time. This dish is probably not enough for the master and his relatives."
Wang Bushi immediately stopped talking.
The belly is so strong.
Deng Jian brought the tea at this time and asked to explain: "Master, this tea is..."
"How much money, you said." Wang Bushi didn't want to hear what kind of tea it was, so it was more intuitive to quote a price.
"It's very cheap, only thirty taels of silver..."
Wang Bushi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thirty taels of silver..."
One or two...
Wang Bushi didn't want to drink tea, but he was really overwhelmed, but he insisted on picking up the teacup, drank it all in one sip, and then let out a breath.
At this time, he couldn't help but have countless questions in his heart, so he looked at Deng Jian, smiled and said, "Where did Deng Jian, you were serving your young master like this when you were in the Fang family?"
Deng Jian shook his head like a rattle and said honestly: "Only the young master wants to spend money. The young man quickly persuaded him, hugged his thighs, let him get angry, and spread his anger on the villain. When the young master beat the villain, after he was angry, the matter would be over, and the money would be saved."
Wang Bushi was about to spurt out his old blood, and he widened his eyes and said, "Why are you in the Fang family? You advised your young master to spend money, but when you got here, you are like this..."
Deng Jian looked at Wang Bushi like a gorilla in the zoo and said, "That's my dear young master. You can't let him defeat his family. If the family is defeated, I'm sorry to my dear old master and the grandfathers of the Fang family, not to mention sorry to my father and grandfather. Later, when I came to the ninth lunar calendar, I saw my father and asked me if I had served the young master well. I knew that if I let the young master suffer a loss and fell into a trap, I would have to kill me."
Deng Jian said it seriously and sincerely.
Wang Bushi couldn't help but start to retching, not knowing whether he wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood or spit out the food he had just now.
This...it turns out that I was raised by my stepmother.
This dog thing.
At this time, Deng Jian looked at Wang Bushi with a smile and said, "Master... what are the arrangements tonight."
"No." Wang Bushi waved his hand, don't make any new tricks.
He said angrily: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed."
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The next morning, Wang Bushi got up.
Today, if you want to go to the Attendant Room to be on duty, you must go to the Hanlin Academy to take the Mao earlier than ordinary people, and then enter the Attendant Palace.
As soon as he came, a group of maids came in. Those who were holding the lights, some took the spittoons, and some took the new clothes, all of them.
Wang Bushi was speechless, so that was all he could do.
So he was at their mercy, dressed up and used ginseng tea when washing. He was too lazy to ask about the price. He hoped that when he went to the account to check the accounts, he would not scare himself to death.
After everything was ready, the carriage and horses were waiting in front of the middle gate.
But this time, it was no longer five cars, but twenty cars and hundreds of guards, all of whom were backs and bears, and fierce.
As soon as they saw Wang Bushi coming out, everyone said in unison: "Master."
This power... made Wang Bushi tremble with his legs and almost peeing.
Wang Bushi was convinced and was about to get on the bus in a hurry, but he heard behind him say, "Master, Master..."
But it was Deng Jian who came out of breath.
When Wang Bushi saw Deng Jian, he felt a big headache.
Deng Jian said angrily: "The master walked away anxiously and got something."
As he said that, he brought a box and took out a glasses from the box first. These glasses were a bit different.
However, when he looked at the glasses, Wang Bushi couldn't help but say, "Master, my eyes are very good, and I don't need glasses."
"This is called a mirror of wealth and honor." Deng Jian said seriously: "It was specially customized by a craftsman. Look, the lenses are dyed ink, also called sunglasses. The frame is made of gold wire. If you wear them on, you will be very stylish. These sunglasses are expensive, one hundred and fifty taels of silver. If the master accidentally falls off, it won't matter... Two pairs of them are also prepared at home. Master, you must wear these sunglasses on your body. If you don't wear them, it means that the master doesn't like them. Tomorrow, he will smash all the sunglasses of the master to avoid getting angry."
One hundred and fifty taels a pair?
Is I so much like a sucker?
Those myopia glasses are only one or two taels of silver. How dare you get a hundred times the price when you dye black?
But if he heard that he would be smashed, he would be smashed. After all, Wang Bushi was a person who lived a hard life. For him, all the money in this world must be reasonable and well-founded. Even if he used the money to do charity, he would have to lose money and gain. But he could not do anything like throwing money into the water.
So I hurriedly put on my sunglasses, and suddenly I felt that the things in my eyes began to become dark, and I could see things clearly, that is...
At this time, Deng Jian took out another big gold chain: "This thing weighs three kilograms and is made of pure gold. Each beaded chain is made of a skilled craftsman in Ruiyuanxiang Gold and Silver Shop. The master looked carefully and found that it was engraved with a "longevity" and "being a noble son early".
Wang Bushi took off his sunglasses and looked carefully. Damn, there is really something.
Deng Jian wore a big gold chain around Wang Bushi's neck, looking satisfied. It's just...
So heavy... Wang Bushi's face turned red and said, "This thing is to me... cough cough..."
"The master is the most wealthy man in Beijing. Isn't he just talking about it without wearing anything? Originally, the villain planned to make five kilograms, but he was afraid that the master wouldn't be able to bear it. To be honest, even if it was a thirty kilogram gold chain, as long as the master can hold on his neck, it would be like playing? Master, you have to carry this chain, and there is also..."
He then took out jade pendants and cultural relics, and decorated them all on Wang Bushi's body.
Jade chest buckle, golden chain, and dark sunglasses.
After putting it on, Wang Bushi walked, feeling a clanging sound all over his body, and...
Very laborious!
He couldn't help but look angry, but this anger was unable to be blocked by the huge sunglasses, and no one could see his expression clearly. At this moment, his whole body was completely renewed, and he had a little bit of heroism that I am your second uncle.
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Please give me a monthly ticket, whimper.
Chapter completed!