I was sleeping until dawn, and the women around me got up early. After returning from Lingnan, the two wives all slept on the same bed, and didn't feel embarrassed. Of course, this was just my feeling, and the two wives were a little embarrassed.

When you go to bed, Yu'er usually goes to bed first, then me. Erya packs up and then goes to bed. If you get up, you will not be the case. Erya Yu'er, the order of me.

These days, I have been up early every day. After washing and eating, I rode my BMW to the Weapons Supervisor to work. Generally speaking, except for Diao Gui and Liu Rengui, I and Huai Liang walked into the house with no more or less, and I would not eat at all if I lost.

When I was resting today, Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty was still very sympathetic to these ministers. He could rest for one day every ten days. Finally, he had been tired for half a month and wanted to sleep well. Before he could think of Yu'er's voice coming from his ears.

"Erya, shh! Be gentle, don't wake up your husband."

"Well, sister, I really won't tell my husband about this!"

The two wives were muttering something, and they listened carefully with their ears. They were still snoring in their mouths and couldn't move. They heard what they said.

"Erya, the land on the east side is good, it's good. It's just a piece of land that needs to be sold together with the silt pond next to it. The price is not cheap."

I quietly opened my eyes and looked at the two wives secretly. Yu'er was sewing something. I guess I made clothes and shoes for my son. Erya helped Yu'er sort out the silk thread in the basket. The two women sat side by side and were chatting with the two little girls. The scene was very warm, which showed that the relationship between them was already very good, which made me feel at ease.

"Why don't you see it?"

Yu'er glanced at me and didn't dare to move. She slowly closed her eyes. The two wives discussed buying land and making progress. They knew that the rare metal in the house had turned into real estate.

"Forget it, I heard from Sangouzi that Chang'an's territory is precious and even if you have money, you can't buy land. Let's take it down first, so that you can get some good luck and you will get a harvest next year."

This is what Yu'er said. Yu'er's voice is very delicate and a bit fucking.

"Why tell me about it?"

Erya has no opinion, and she is not as imposing as she sat on me that day to ask me if I should take her. She squinted her eyes and looked at Erya carefully. This girl has grown up and is only sixteen by the end of the year. Is her development faster? How can she be more plump than Yu'er who has given birth to a child?

"What are you saying, don't you pay for it? Every inch of land is worth every money!"

I held my head up and said loudly. The two wives' faces changed. Yu'er acted to stab me with the needle in her hand.

"My husband, I'm scared."

Yu'er gestured twice, smiled and continued her work. Erya hurriedly served me to change clothes and trampled her a few times. It was really satisfying early in the morning.

"Husband, don't! Don't..."

Erya hid behind Yu'er, her blushing cheeks were like the old saying, like a ripe apple.

"What are you hiding? Why didn't you hide last night? I'm embarrassed today. Don't pull me. I have a needle in my hand, I'll prick it!"

Take care of Yu'er as well, but don't be favored by one or the other. You have to take care of both. Yu'er dared not take action, so she had to gesture, but we are not afraid and continue to attack.

"Tell me, how much land, how much? Where?"

The head of the family spoke, and I don’t know what the two wives like. Although they are indeed Chang'an, farming requires soil quality and water source, but they are not worried. After all, I haven’t heard of desertification at this moment. The rain around them is abundant, and they are often flooded from time to time. To put it bluntly, desertification is still caused by later generations.

"Erya, tell me, I'm busy here, my son is almost out of clothes. He looks the same day and it's too late to make clothes."

Yu'er didn't raise her head, just tinkering with her work, becoming a mother. At this moment, Yu'er was completely shrouded in the halo of her motherhood, very great and glorious.

Erya was directly overwhelmed by this motherhood, so she had to put down the basket in her hand, and sat on the edge of the bed with her legs and said:

"Sangou heard from Aunt Liu in the neighboring village that the land is from Qianjia Village on the east side. Qian Xiucai passed away two years ago, and the orphans and widows were left. Life was tight. He planned to sell the land and go back to his parents' home to live with his parents. It was only about 200 acres, but there was a mud pond in the middle."

"Oh, why is there a mud pond? Could it be that this land cannot be grown?" After coming here for so long, I know that there is land but not farming will lead to lawsuits. This is also stipulated by the Tang Dynasty's laws. The wasteland is state-owned. Even if you open up land, it cannot be used as your own land. Of course, it is not so strict. After all, if you can open up land, you can get a little more tax burden. Local officials usually turn a blind eye, just like when mining in Lingnan before, once you sign a contract with the local area, the land will naturally belong to you, and you only have to pay the prescribed tax burden.

"Not really, it's just that it's not easy to be regular. The mud pond is in the middle. It's a bad idea to be regular, but it's not going to take three years to do it."

Yu'er buried her head and said, carefully cutting the silk thread with scissors, and happily looked at the little clothes in her hand. Her wife's needlework was very good.

"Oh, there is a mud pond, and it's still in the middle. Well, there's some trouble, but you still have to buy the land. The opportunity is rare. Let's find a way to make regular arrangements in the mud pond, why don't you do this today?"

Since the two wives have agreed to buy it, they are still buying real estate anyway. Think about the housing prices in the future. No matter how expensive it is, our family will buy it. If we really can't farm, we can change to plant ornamental plants and make bonsai or something. Besides, the mud in the mud pond can at least be rich in the land. Let's make a big difference and put the mud into the fields as fertilizer. Of course, it's what I thought in my heart. As for whether it can be achieved, it depends on Sangouzi's methods.

Good things are good, and it's noon, and I'm in a good mood when I wake up early in the morning. Dayong is now back to work. Carpenter Zhao is also very careful. The equipment in the steaming wine shop is smooth and smooth. It is at least one level higher than the equipment in Lingnan, at least twice as large as Lingnan. There are twenty steaming wine stoves. But there are fuel problems. Carbonite is not cheap in Chang'an. The next step is to solve it. It is easier to deal with than Lingnan. You can find it in the name of the weapon supervisor. After all, the weapon supervisor also needs carbonite, so you can directly send someone to look for minerals. This is a major national event. As for the Ning family, it is just a little bit, strictly according to the market price. Of course, the market price can also float, it depends on how to operate it.

"Sir, try it. What I just made today and the second pot. As you told me, the second pot is stored in the cellar. Everything else is ready. I will send it to the Chai family tomorrow."

He nodded and said that the Chai family was angry. He stopped feeling good early in the morning. Why didn’t Dayong take any pots? He was ready to move his feet.

"Well, it's not bad, how much can you steam in one month?"

Dayong took a step back and his whole body was tense. Forget it, seeing that Dayong was prepared, he still lost his skills.

"Return to the Lord, if the liquor in the business is enough, it will take about 10,000 kilograms per month, haha."

Ten thousand kilograms, my god, this is one-third more than Lingnan, and it still has potential. It seems that the raw material and low-alcohol liquor are a problem and it is easy to solve it. The main reason is that Master Zhou has not healed yet. When his injury is healed, he will get a big iron jar. We use a tank truck to transport wine. As many barrels are now, the output can also be increased. If it really doesn't work, see who can't continue to make the wine. I will buy it directly. The main reason is that I don't know the process of brewing, such as rice, sorghum, etc. How to turn into wine? The process of making rice and sorghum has not been passed on in Baidu.

I went to see Master Zhou, and Dayong followed him along the way. I haven't been to see him for more than ten days. I remember that Master Zhou had already been able to walk on the floor a few days ago. I'm afraid he can get on the house and remove the tiles now.

In order to show us that he had recovered his skills, Master Zhou jumped from the bed to the bottom of the bed despite our constant dissuasion, then whipped around him, laughed, and then grabbed one of his sons who were learning about Yaya, and then walked around again.

I was sure that it was completely restored. Hurry up, I would go to the Weapons Prison to work tomorrow morning. Liu Rengui had long been reluctant and kept asking questions. He guessed that Xiaoshan Cannon was a dream. Only Huailiang supported me infinitely. Even Diao Gui, the new weapon prisoner, seemed to be a little shaken.

Sun Simiao's skills are indeed not a fan of his skills. What a magical person. According to my analysis, he can be considered a semi-immortal. It is said that this person lived to be one hundred, thirty or forty years. He rushed to Dr. Xie to come to his master tomorrow, and at least he learned the secret recipe for longevity. This is a big deal, remember it.
Chapter completed!