Chapter Twenty-Six: A Familiar Taste

Luoyang City is particularly bloody, but Chang'an City is noisy with singing and dancing. The difference from these two places is that the Lintong Yun family is quiet and terrifying.

"How can this thing play like this?" Qi Biao's eyes widened, he didn't know that the glass could still be spread out like a dough. The big guy was rolling out glass with a rolling pin or something. Inside the special trough, the glass is made unusually flat.

Looking at the finished glass, Yun Hao pursed his lips. The process is still not at home, mainly because pure quartz stone is not good. The glass that came out was not as big as I imagined in terms of light transmittance and color. But these years, it's good to get such a thing. Inside Li Yuan's Taiji Palace, he still holds papier-mâché windows. In the winter, it is dark and rumbling, and the candles consumed every year are gone.

The carpenters jingled to nail the windows, and Zhao was pleasantly surprised when he touched the transparent windows. "It's still autumn and I can't see anything, but it's better in winter. Sunlight and water are poured into the house, and there is no need to light candles in the daytime. When the weather is nice, the house is warm without a stove. Yun Hao explained to Zhao the life with glass windows, which was praised by the Zhao family.

"I'm just smart, I can make such a good thing. I think I used to need a charcoal pot in winter and wanted to cough, but it's only been a few years! With this thing, you don't have to boil in a black rumbling house in the winter. Zhao smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

"Mother, you see that a flower house is being built for you outside. You like to raise flowers, and with this thing you can bloom even in winter. In the past, we used silk cloth to cover the flower house and could only grow vegetables, but now there is a glass house to raise flowers and wood. Yun Hao pointed outside, and said to the carpenter who was busy like ants.

"Can you raise flowers in winter? Can that bloom? Zhao was frightened by Yun Hao's overly unrestrained language, how could it be possible to bloom in winter.

"Mother, where can I grow vegetables in winter before. is full of Chang'an, and only Wen Tang has some green vegetables. But now you see, there are a few nobles in the house who don't have a warm house. Now on the table in winter, there is no shortage of green vegetables to eat. "When it comes to this, Zhao is in spirit. If you don't have your own children, whether it's the prince or the grandfather, you don't have to chew dried vegetable leaves in winter. The nobles of Chang'an have to thank their children.

"What else do you say? Whether our family sells vegetables honestly or not, there will be a big income at home every winter. This is good, as long as you pay the money, you will sell the flower house to others. How much is lost in the family! "When it comes to the matter of Huafang, it will arouse Zhang Miaoke's dissatisfaction. This woman is so bad that the whole person is in the eyes of money.

Every copper piece arrived at the Yun family, as if it had grown on her. Pull one down, all with bloody tendons.

"Selling vegetables won't last long, even if we don't sell flower houses, people can learn it. This thing is not very technical, and who doesn't have some silk cloth. Look at our family now has a glass flower house, who rarely grows those vegetables. Let's get out of the house and grow some fruit. In the middle of winter, if there is a plate of fresh strawberries, how much do you say this thing is worth?

Let me tell you a good one, and the nobles are tired of eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas. Lao Tzu planted wild vegetables in the flower room, and believe it or not, wild vegetables can be sold for mutton at a price! "When it comes to doing business, Yun Hao can settle on Zhang Miaoke's eight streets. Low-tech stuff should be sold after earning enough of the last profit.

Yun Hao once thought about whether to plant some roses or something, and then do some kind of festival like Valentine's Day. Encourage men to send roses to girls, and the need is to be guided.

After telling Zhang Miaoke about this, he was immediately sprayed with no skin. Think about it, too, this year, how fucking there is a lover. Not to mention that I got engaged at a young age, I really have a wife. There are very few *** outside, and everyone leads them directly to the house. Sleeping together is even more commonplace!

It's really that there are lovers who can't be made public, that is, they really dare not make it public. It's definitely going to kill someone if it's made public! That kind of relationship, the ghost dares to buy a large bouquet of roses and offer it. Don't die!

For this unsuccessful business plan, Yun Hao was ridiculed by Zhang Miaoke for a long time. It wasn't until Yun Hao carved the worthless tree roots and sold them for a high price that he could be regarded as raising his eyebrows.

"Humph! A good root carving business, you actually gave seventy percent of your share to Your Majesty. Until you want to curry favor with the emperor, but seventy percent! Thinking about the share he gave to the emperor, Zhang Miaoke felt a pain in his flesh.

"You know what! Can this kind of violent business not pull the royal family to succeed? Do you think that the nobles of Chang'an City are stupid, holding the roots that they like one by one? It's not that His Majesty said that the roots are good, and the nobles like it. "At the beginning of Yun Hao's sale of root carvings, he teamed up with Li Yuan.

Xungui, a creature and the word festival, are simply incompatible, and when Li Yuan farts, they will say that it is fragrant. Li Yuan sublimated the root carving to the height of art, and this group of bastards immediately looked like earth dogs who smelled shit. rushed up and praised one after another. After a generous donation, the root carving was fried to a sky-high price in Chang'an for a while.

Of course, there will be no blind to engage in commercial competition with the royal family. Although the shop was opened by the Yun family, the guards at the door were royal. The youngest son of the eldest grandson, Shunde, just muttered a few words. was politely invited out by the royal guards, and threatened to discount his legs if he dared to enter the Yun family's shop in the future.

Now the root carving, that's a work of art. Many families are used as family heirlooms. There is a naughty little grandson, and the pearl jar agate bowl is dropped casually, but if this carving dares to move a beard, it will attract a stinky beating from adults.

Not ready to pay attention to this loser, Yun Hao carried his eldest son and prepared to go shopping on the street. Now there is a prosperous commercial street in Yunjia Zhuangzi. Everything produced in Lintong is sold here. There are wholesale and retail, and there are those who talk about business. All kinds of entertainment facilities are readily available, just a month ago. In Zhang Miaoke's hateful eyes, a green building called Huichun Building was officially opened.

Taking a bare-ass child to the Qinglou, Yun Hao didn't do it. However, those small folk handicrafts are very popular with the cloud baby. Not to mention anything else, the colorful windmills are having fun. I also bought some wooden knives and guns, anyway, the eldest son will buy whatever Yun Hao points to.

As he walked, Yun Hao's nose twitched. It's a familiar taste, that's it. Walking to a stall in three steps and two steps, Yun Hao was so excited that he almost burst into tears. I actually saw this thing again!