Shipin Dalizheng

Xue Sanniang knew that the master and servant had something important to say and that her own goal had been achieved, so she tactfully got into the car and left.

Only then did Butler Tao explain his intention.

"The Jingzhao Prefecture held Yang Lianye captive, claiming they would punish him strictly according to the law. The master went to him several times, saying he would not pursue the account issue and asked him to be released. The prefect then said that the shop was under the name of the Earl of Jian'an, and that as a son-in-law, the master should follow the Three Obediences and Four Virtues: obey the mother at home, obey the wife after marriage, and obey the son after the wife's death. Therefore, the head of the Earl's house is the prince, and the master is only a woman in the inner chambers, and cannot make decisions on his son's behalf. Therefore, the prince is determined to investigate Yang Lianye, and Yang Lianye cannot be released."

Rong Tang almost laughed out loud. This Prince Jing was absolutely amazing. He turned the Three Obediences and Four Virtues upside down and applied it to Jin Shizhao. He must have vomited blood after hearing this.

"This old servant has already tipped off the brokerage firm over the past couple of days, saying that the prince wants to sell his shop, but shops in the capital are expensive, so there might not be a buyer for the time being. The master is so overwhelmed by the Yang family's affairs that he's been on leave for many days, so he hasn't heard anything about it. If he does, I'm afraid he'll try to stop it again."

"Is everything going well at the Bo Mansion these days?"

Most of the servants in the Bo's mansion were sent to the village to do hard labor, and there were not many left. Steward Tao took the initiative to sell the maids and servants who originally served Old Lady Jin and Concubine Yang, and bought a dozen new ones to place in various courtyards.

This newly bought one has learned the bitter lesson of the last time and only knows that his only master is the prince. Currently, he obeys the orders of the aunt in the mansion. It is impossible for the Minister's Mansion to intervene.

"This... most of them are still very peaceful, it's just... it's just..."

"what happened?"

Housekeeper Tao smiled bitterly, "It's just the two grandmothers of the prince's family. They really seem to think they are the old ladies of the Bo Mansion. Not only are they bossing people around, but they're also fighting over the courtyard, saying that they're using it for their son's marriage."

Rong Tang held his forehead, this was probably the backlash of using someone like Ma. Ma was a double-edged sword, if used well it would stab the enemy, but if used poorly it would hurt oneself.

"Can't the great aunt control them?"

"These two are just troublemakers. Miss Xiu is still a bit more polite. When it comes to being aggressive and unreasonable, she is no match for them."

They can't stay in the Bo's Mansion, but Rong Tang also knows that it is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. It might be very uncomfortable for them to be withdrawn now.

"If you do this, they will leave the Bo's Mansion on their own initiative." He whispered in Butler Tao's ear for a while, and Butler Tao nodded repeatedly.

After asking about the Bo Mansion, Rong Tang turned to Rong Zhan and asked, "What about the Fuxinzhuang incident?"

"Master, I have asked the chief clerk of Jingzhao Prefecture. He said that Rongjia Village was granted to the Earl by His Majesty and cannot be sold. Fuxinzhuang was purchased by the Earl himself with his reward money and can be bought and sold. In addition, all the houses in the city, except for the Earl of Jian'an, can be traded."

"Great kindness!"

Rong Tang almost laughed out loud three times.

"Rong Zhan, if I create a dandy persona like you said, will there be more advantages or disadvantages?"

Rong Zhan didn't understand, "Character setting?"

"It's about character setting. You could also understand it as, Master, should I be a virtuous and filial gentleman, or a mean-spirited jerk?"

Butler Tao's brain couldn't keep up with Rong Tang's thinking. Isn't personality innate? Can he still choose it?

Rong Zhan understood it. He had done this before in the south. In order to make the emperor not be wary of him, he acted like a playboy very well.

"You're a dandy! With the Jin family around, a gentleman would be at a disadvantage."

"Heroes see the same thing."

Rong Tang patted Rong Zhan's shoulder vigorously, as if they were close brothers. "Being a playboy has another advantage, that is, people hate us, dogs hate us, ghosts hate us, and our reputation is so bad that no prince would want to win us over. This gives us time to develop."

Rong Zhan added silently in his heart, and his fiancée rushed to cancel the engagement.

Butler Tao felt like he was about to split apart. The prince seemed to be throwing away all propriety and integrity and letting go completely.

"So, is there any progress on the Fuxinzhuang incident?"

"Yes, but it's from another company. The manager of that company has agreed to come over in the afternoon to discuss the details with the master."

This should be a shield used by Rong Zhan's former master who didn't want to reveal his identity. Rong Tang pretended not to know.

After this matter was exposed, it was time to talk about the search for the person. In fact, there was no need to hide it from Rong Zhan. He and Wu Ji had a life-or-death friendship, so Rong Zhan knew Wu Ji's identity.

"I followed my master's instructions and found a grocery store with a black market emblem, but the shopkeeper was clueless. I don't know if he went to the wrong store or was just playing dumb."

He handed an obsidian ring back to Rong Tang, who asked, "Can the shopkeeper see this ring?"

"I saw him, but he didn't react. He even asked if he wanted to sell the ring."

Butler Tao listened for a while and was a little confused. Seeing that the prince had no intention of avoiding him, he thought it would be better to listen less, so he said goodbye and left.

But I saw the spring grass was like a bee, running back and forth between east and west, sweating all over.

Chuncao was anxious. The speed of boiling the sugar juice could not keep up with the speed of squeezing the sugar juice. There were already two buckets left, so he had to stop for the time being.

"Sister Chuncao, do you think this is okay?"

The sugar juice in the pot had been boiling for half an hour, and it had shrunk from half the original pot to half the original pot, less than a quarter of the original size.

Chuncao didn't know if it would work, and she hadn't made it through, so she ran to ask Rongtang.

Rong Tang went to the kitchen with her and saw that there was not much water left in the syrup in the pot, and it was covered with dense golden bubbles of various sizes.

He wasn't sure either, but he felt it should be okay, and he had to try it many times anyway.

"Serve it out first!"

Aunt Dahu scooped the sticky liquid from the pot into a clay pot beside her. One bucket of juice was just enough to fill one clay pot.

Chuncao quickly poured another bucket into the pot and continued to boil.

She also said, "Master, how can one pot be enough? We need to build a few more stoves."

Aunt Dahu also said, "It's a bit slow to cook with one pot. Actually, there's no need to build several stoves. Just build a few mud blocks in the yard that can burn a fire. Then go to the village and ask if anyone has an extra pot to borrow."

This brings us to the huge pot that can hold a whole pig. Rong An said, "I'll go and bring the pot over."

There were two large pots in the village, none of which belonged to any particular family. They were purchased by the old Earl of Jian'an for use in weddings and funerals. Since the smaller pot was being used in the workshop, Rong An had moved the larger one back to the main courtyard. He had a feeling that Prince Tang was up to something big again, and it wouldn't be any worse than selling wine.

Along the way, he also saw that the villagers came to the workshop in groups to see the novelty. In just one or two days, almost every household in the village had one person earning wages, and everyone had a happy face.

The big pot was carried back to the yard, and the simple stove was set up. The fire was lit, and a few buckets of juice were poured in. It just covered the bottom of the pot.

"Squeeze, keep squeezing the juice. Tong, I'll peel the bark, and you and Boss Tian will carry the sorghum stalks."

Rong Zhan had never played this game before, and it seemed very strange to him. He chased away the copper coins like an old child and sat there peeling the skins himself.

The copper coins were very impressive. I was just tired of peeling the sorghum, so I called Boss Tian to go out and pick up the sorghum stalks. Although there weren't many, it would take me three or two days to pick them all.

In the kitchen, Rong Tang stirred the sugar with two chopsticks. He thought he could stir out a soft lump of sugar that was more viscous than thin sugar.

At this time, the sugar liquid was still hot and could be poked, so I stirred it out. The color was not very good, it was yellow with black inside the red.

If you lick it with your tongue, it tastes a little different from white sugar, but it is also very sweet.

Then he realized something was wrong because the sugar liquid had solidified where it was drawn.