The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

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Chapter 67: Do business under the eyes of the emperor?

Zhao Hao’s blueprints are actually not high-end things. They are nothing more than some fermentation and distillation devices, which he saw from various messy places in his previous life. Although they may not be professional, they can definitely meet the requirements for use. As for the improvement It's not too late to talk about it later.

There are no special requirements for the material of the device, ceramics are enough, there are many porcelain kilns outside the city, the largest and the best quality are government-run ones, and it is very convenient to make these things.

After finishing the drawings, Zhao Hao summoned a servant and asked him to send them out of the city with the money.

If you go fast, you can make something tomorrow.

"Hey……"

Zhao Hao watched the young man run away, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional, finally started to start a career.

Turning his head, he bumped into Old Han, the gatekeeper. He nodded at Han Jianfeng and prepared to go back to his own room. After all, there are other things to do besides the distillation device. Today, at least plan the raw materials, so as not to worry about them later. There is a piece of iron in the east and a brick in the west.

But when Han Jianfeng passed by, he was suddenly taken aback.

Just now when the second literary star was shining, he found the stars around him, but he didn't pay special attention to it, at least he didn't match each star with real people one by one.

but now……

There is something wrong with Lao Han's star!

This star has a light white tone, but it is tightly wrapped by a light black air mesh.

These black qi were different from the black qi of Jiang Zheng's star.

The former is as thin as a hair, but quite uniform and dense, like fishnet stockings.

The latter is a black and shiny air current, although it is not dense, but it moves extremely fast.

Could it be...

This concierge is a spy of the Zhen Guo Mansion?

After screening nearly a hundred people in Zhen Guo Mansion, it seems that only Lao Han really fits this characteristic.

The old man's heart is really big, he directly handed over the gates of the Zhen Guo Mansion to the emperor's people, and no matter who came in or out, he would report to the emperor without omission.

Ah this...

Zhao Hao felt a little helpless in his heart, perhaps it was this honesty that made the emperor endure until now.

Otherwise, no matter how serious the consequences are, it is impossible for him to tolerate such a high-ranking official in Huangguo.

"Old Han!"

Zhao Hao turned around and waved at Han Jianfeng.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Han Jianfeng was a little puzzled, but he walked over obediently.

Zhao Hao looked him up and down. Normally, this old Han was extremely honest and dull. The most common sentence he said every day was "Master/Grandpa, XX is here", or "XX, wait a moment, I will go in and report".

Except for these two sentences, I hardly said anything else, and I just worked hard to watch the door every day.

Zhao Hao smiled: "Old Han, after my grandpa came back from a big victory a month ago, there was a funeral ceremony held in the Jingxi school grounds, do you still remember?"

The Great Burial Sacrifice is a tradition in the barren country. Every time a big battle is over, it will be held for the soldiers who died in the battle, to commemorate the heroic souls who sacrificed their lives for the country.

The scale of each funeral ceremony will not be small, and it will be a big burden on the economy of the barren country, but for the improvement of morale and people's hearts, the value will definitely not be less than the cost of the festival.

Han Jianfeng nodded: "Remember! Master, what's the matter?"

Zhao Hao nodded and said: "I remember that a florist came to the house at that time, wanting to ask my grandfather to provide free wreaths for the grand ceremony. Do you remember the name of this florist?"

"Naturally remember!"

Han Jianfeng nodded repeatedly, quickly took out a record book from his arms, and quickly turned to the corresponding page: "The florist is a Qi merchant, and its name is Wanzi Pavilion!"

"Oh? Are they still in Kyoto now?"

Zhao Hao raised his eyebrows, thinking that these businessmen from the Qi Kingdom would really make money. The army of the Huangguo had just returned to Beijing, and the Wanzi Pavilion directly came to sell them.

I have to say that the boss of Wanzi Pavilion has something to say, after all, even the fastest horse would have to travel half a month from Qi to the capital of Huangguo, Wanzi Pavilion came so fast, this boss has a bit of a big picture .

However, the old man didn't want to let such a serious occasion smell of copper, so he directly refused, and finally transferred money from the treasury to buy it from flower farmers in several nearby cities.

Han Jianfeng smiled wryly and shook his head: "Master! I'm just a janitor, how can I know this?"

Seeing his submissive look, it was obvious that he was afraid of being bullied by Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao waved his hands impatiently: "Okay, okay! I'm also in a daze, why make things difficult for you? Go down first!"

"Hey!"

Han Jianfeng resigned immediately as if he had received an amnesty.

Looking at his back, Zhao Hao couldn't help but sneer.

No wonder he hadn't guessed who the agent of the Zhen Guo Mansion was in the past few years. With Han Jianfeng's acting skills, he fully interpreted the attributes of a hard-working and dull gatekeeper. It was a strange thing to find him.

But that's fine, anyway, Zhao Hao didn't intend to hide anything from him.

Since you want to buy flowers, you should buy them in front of you, lest you doubt me behind your back.

After finishing it, Zhao Hao went back to his own Fengwu Garden to get busy, and soon searched for a few high-quality and cheap perfume raw materials from his memory, and then handed them over to a third-class maid to let him go out to buy.

If the people from Wanzi Pavilion haven't left yet, they will purchase Wanzi Pavilion's on a limited basis.

After all, those who dare to sell their own flowers at the Burial Festival will definitely not be too low in quality.

Moreover, Zhao Hao also admired the boss behind Wanzi Pavilion, so it would not be a bad thing if he could strengthen himself.

Anyway, since I want to make perfume in the future, it is reasonable to contact a high-quality supplier, not to mention that this person has also come to Zhen Guofu to sell it, so it is more reasonable, but it would be strange to deliberately avoid it.

……

Except for Fengwu Garden, other places in Kyoto are very lively.

The black-faced Han couple in the mansion were in full swing to choose the dowry.

Outside the mansion, flowers were blooming everywhere, and almost everyone in the city was discussing Zhao Hao and Jiang Zhiyu's marriage.