You are unlucky and I am tough

Zhu Shaoyuan was very efficient. A team of craftsmen arrived early the next morning. There were more than thirty people there. The wood they brought was also processed. It was high-quality cypress, with a hard texture and aromatic smell. It was anti-corrosion, anti-insect and durable.

The tiles are also high-quality red glazed tiles.

It took less than half a day to lay the foundation, and the subsequent attic construction was basically completed in less than two days.

As the third day came to an end, various furniture, beds and some daily necessities were delivered continuously.

Early in the morning, a woman in her fifties came with a maid of about thirteen or fourteen years old and two servants, and cleaned the attic inside and out.

The entire floor of the room on the second floor is covered with carpets. The bed, table and chairs are made of fine huanghuali wood and covered with brocade silk bedding. Although the room is not big, it is decorated very elegantly.

The living area outside has a couch and a lounge chair, as well as a chessboard and an antique display cabinet filled with exquisite porcelain ornaments. There are many paintings hanging on the wall, all of which are famous paintings that Zhu Shaoyuan gave to Lin Zelan.

Even the tea set was made of the celadon that Lin Zelan liked. Everything he liked was prepared.

There is also a small balcony on the second floor, facing the waterfall, which is perfect for sitting and drinking tea at noon.

The team of craftsmen had a task to complete within three days. They worked furiously for several days, which attracted the attention of many people in the village. Many villagers came to take a peek and were amazed to see a two-story attic rising from the ground in just two or three days.

The villagers thought it was built by the Wei family and were curious about why they were in such a hurry to build an attic. Cheng Shuang did not hide it and told people that the friend of the eldest son of the prefectural family was sick and asked her to see a doctor, so for convenience they built an attic at the foot of the mountain and planned to live there for a few months.

When the villagers learned what had happened, they dispersed. In their minds, the prefect was a powerful figure with connections everywhere, so it was not uncommon for him to build a loft in three days.

Cheng Lizheng also told Cheng Shuang to tell him if she needed anything and not to neglect the guests of the prefect's house.

On the second day after the attic was built, the two brothers of the Zhu family personally sent people over with a grand ceremony and a team of guards.

The villagers did not dare to gather around to watch, but only curiously discussed who was in the carriage after it passed.

Lin Zelan still needed to stay in bed to recuperate. After settling her on the second floor, Zhu Shaoyuan wanted to find Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang to sit down and tell them some things, but Cheng Lizheng told him that they were not at home.

He sent someone to the Zhao family to invite Zhao Xiuwen over, and the three of them went to the pavilion to drink tea and chat while waiting for Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang to come back.

Zhu Yongsi invited Zhao Xiuming to visit his house that day, saying that he wanted to thank him for helping him last time. As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Caijun and Cheng Wanpeng did not come in person.

He first showed concern and asked about the assassination of the Zhu brothers. He said that he would take good care of the person recuperating in the attic. Cheng Wanpeng also said that he could assign two servants to take care of them.

Zhu Shaoyuan frowned upon hearing this. "No need for that. He needs to rest. Apart from Madam Cheng, it's best if no one else comes to disturb him."

The two were stunned, feeling that the usually gentle Master Zhu seemed a little unhappy about their words that he would take care of the people in the building.

Thinking of the rumors about Zhu Shaoyuan in the city in recent days, the two men fell silent.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment, and Zhu Yongsi changed the subject in time and asked Cheng Wanpeng about the origin of the pair of white porcelain dragon and phoenix vases, saying that the He family in the provincial capital was very interested in them and wanted to know who made them.

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Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang went to the city to buy chickens and ducks. The poultry breeding area on the mountain had been completed, and there were only more than 50 chickens and ducks at home, which was obviously not enough.

The two of them went to the livestock market in the city early in the morning and bought fifty chicks and ducklings each from the market stalls. Then they found a deserted place and bought five hundred chickens and five hundred ducks from the mall.

Among them, there are 200 ducks in the egg-laying period, 100 hens, and the rest are chicks.

Thinking that there was a two-mu artificial pond dug at the foot of the mountain in the breeding area, and there were sufficient conditions, he bought another hundred goslings.

After buying them, I rented a donkey cart and hired someone from the car rental agency to send the chickens, ducks and geese back to the village.

Afterwards, I went to Moxiang Bookstore to see how the storybooks were selling. Only a few days had passed, and not many copies had been printed. However, the bookstore had already placed "Dream of Ximeng" in the most prominent position, so it seemed that the sales were good.

It will ferment in a few days.

The two were in a bookstore and overheard a few scholars discussing something.

It is said that the eldest son of the Zhu family is good at kung fu. On the day he was assassinated, he killed more than a dozen assassins with his own hands.

Moreover, he was very skilled. When killing people, he could cut their throats and decapitate them with a single blow of his knife.

Cheng Shuang couldn't help but admire the power of rumors. It was clearly three assassins, but as the rumor spread, it became a rumor that more than a dozen people were killed.

However, they did not expect that the assassin was killed by Zhu Shaoyuan. He looked gentle and refined, and did not look like he knew kung fu.

After leaving Moxiang Bookstore, the two went to Fuyazhai. The soap business was better due to the launch of flower-shaped soaps. Qin Suyue told them that during this period, there was a group of idle men waiting at the door before dawn every day, and as soon as the door opened, they all rushed to the soap counter to line up.

They were buying for some people in the city, earning money for their hard work. I heard that people from the provincial capital also sent errand boys to buy.

Because of these people, the store's daily soap sold out faster, and almost half of it was sold out as soon as it opened.

Idle men are similar to modern errand runners and delivery men. They are quite popular in the city and can be seen outside restaurants and various shops with good business.

The store received an order for more than 8,000 yuan worth of supplies for next month, and Qin Suyue gave it to Cheng Shuang to take back first.

The two of them didn't stay long. They sat for a while and then said goodbye and left.

Just as they left Fu Ya Zhai, an idle man suddenly ran up to them, handed Wei Qinglang a note and ran away.

When I opened it, there was a line of words written on it: Please come to the elegant room Biyuetang in Yixian Building for a chat.

Cheng Shuang leaned over to take a look, then became a little nervous. "Do you think it could be that masked man? Did we reveal our flaws a few days ago, or were we discovered while following them?"

Wei Qinglang shook his head. "If it were them, they wouldn't have asked us to meet like this. Wouldn't it be enough to let Zhao Xiuwen pass on the message?"

"Who could that be?" Cheng Shuang wondered.

Wei Qinglang took the note and held her hand, "Go and see, and you'll know."

The private rooms in the restaurant have different names, and what they emphasize is elegance. The Biyue Hall in Yixianlou is on the second floor.

After entering the restaurant, the two told the waiter that they had an appointment and were led upstairs to the door of the private room. The waiter knocked on the door and said, "Sir, the guest you are waiting for has arrived."

After he finished speaking, the door was opened. The person who opened it was a man of medium appearance, about thirty or forty years old, with a small mustache and very elegant clothes. It was obvious that he was from a wealthy family.

The man smiled widely and said, "Master Wei, Madam Cheng, please come in."

Obviously knew them.

But neither of them knew this person, and they walked into the room with doubts.