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Zhao Changyu lived in the other courtyard, and I heard that her cheap dad Zhao Zhi also lived here for a while to study.

Therefore, the courtyard is very elegantly decorated. Even if the owner has not been here for many years, it is still well taken care of. However, it has not been occupied for a long time and it is not very popular.

Zhao Hanzhang dismounted and placed the coffin in the decorated mourning hall first, letting Wang and Zhao Erlang rest, and then brought Fu Tinghan to see Zhuangtou in the main hall.

Zhuangtou, like Uncle Cheng, was a servant of the world. He was honored to be given the surname Zhao and was called Zhao Tong.

As soon as he came in, he knelt on the ground and lay on the ground respectfully.

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Get up."

Zhao Tong got up, stood aside with his head lowered, and began to apologize to Zhao Hanzhang, saying that last year's harvest was not good and they didn't have much savings, so they didn't have any extra funds to buy new quilts for their children, and all the quilts they used were taken out of the cabinet. Washed and dried.

"But we dry the things in the other courtyard every year and they are always well preserved. The quilts are 70% to 80% new."

Zhao Hanzhang raised his hand to stop his anxiety and asked: "Can I buy ice in Shangcai?"

Zhao Tong was stunned for a moment and then said: "It's not very hot right now, so we haven't started using ice, and the market hasn't started buying and selling it, but if the girl wants it, I think the ice merchants in the city are willing to sell it to our Zhao family."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded slightly, "Then take people to the county seat now and buy as much ice as possible for me."

Although Zhao Tong was puzzled, he still bent down and responded.

Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand and said, "Step back. Where is your wife? Let her come to see me. We need some servants at home."

Zhao Tong's eyes brightened slightly, and he bowed and said, "Let her come and pay homage to the master now."

Zhao Tong went out, and neither party discussed money. Zhao Tong felt that the owner would definitely settle the money with the merchant later. The Zhao family was as rich as the country, so were they afraid of not having money to pay?

But Zhao Hanzhang really didn't have a penny left.

Along the way, in order to preserve Zhao Changyu's body as best as possible, she would buy ice whenever they passed through a large county.

The jewelry on her body, the things on Wang's body and in her luggage, and even Fu Tinghan's things, except for the jade pendant, were all pawned.

Now they have no assets except a cart of grain.

Oh, there is still a huge manor, but this manor looks poor.

This has to mention her grandfather who cherished money. Zhao Changyu was good at business, but he was also extremely stingy. He would keep as little as possible of his assets in his hands, leaving only enough for each manor. operating expenses for the coming year.

So Zhao Tong said that last year's harvest was not good, so she would not ask about previous accumulation. Because all the previous accumulation was given to Zhao Changyu.

Either he supported the clan in another form, or he secretly hid it to buy private property.

Otherwise, how did he get out the four treasures?

In addition to being able to earn, you also need to be able to save!

When it comes to saving money, if Zhao Changyu wants to say that he is second in the Jin Dynasty, no one will dare to claim to be first.

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Uncle Cheng: "Have you heard, has Mr. Ji come here?"

Cheng Bo: "No."

He was a little worried, "Sanniang, will Mr. Ji go to his hometown in Xiping?"

Zhao Hanzhang touched his chin and said, "Mr. Ji is not stupid. Even I know that I cannot go to my hometown in Xiping. Naturally, he knows better."

Uncle Cheng hesitated: "That's..."

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "I believe Mr. Ji, while Zhao Tong is going to buy ice, spread the word about me carrying the coffin back to my hometown, and then send someone to my hometown in Xiping. It's time for my grandfather to be laid to rest."

The ancestral graves of the Zhao family are in their hometown of Xiping, but Xiping is not far from Shangcai. Zhao Changyu was titled Shangcai, so it is reasonable for the funeral to be held from Shangcai.

Even if Mr. Ji is not in Shangcai and Xiping, he will definitely send people to keep an eye on these two places. As soon as she comes, he will definitely receive the news, and the rest is to wait.

But she couldn't always count on what Mr. Ji had in his hands. Thinking of the treasure buried by Zhao Changyu, she was a little ready to make a move.

It took a lot of willpower to suppress her thoughts. Forget it, she couldn't use them until she was at the end of her rope, and she hadn't completely gathered people yet. It was not safe to use these things at this time.

Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while, then waved to Uncle Cheng, and when he came closer, he approached him and asked, "Uncle Cheng, is there anything in the other courtyard that can be sold?"

Cheng Bo: "...Sanniang, I don't live in this courtyard permanently. Your father only lived here for two years when he was young to study. Some of the utensils were confiscated at that time. Even if they are not lost now, they are not worth much."

"Besides... they are all old things left by Mr. Lang, so it would be inappropriate to show them off."

Seeing how embarrassed she was, Fu Tinghan couldn't help but said, "How about we find a way to make some money ourselves?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "Do you have any good ideas, Mr. Fu Dalang?"

Fu Tinghan said: "According to the routine, we can make something that is urgently needed in this era or produce luxury goods. As long as we manage it properly, we can quickly realize it."

"for example?"

"Making soap, glass, or paper? Although I don't mind making some black powder for you, but this is too anti-human, and I don't agree with it deep down."

Zhao Hanzhang: "Forget about glass, do you still make soap and paper?"

Fu Tinghan: "In the era of information explosion, I have some understanding. I don't think it is difficult to experiment when knowing the principle."

"Your idea is good, and I support you, but I'm afraid your speed is slower than Mr. Ji's coming to the door," Zhao Hanzhang said, "I have a better way."

She turned to Uncle Cheng and said: "Uncle Cheng, you have a good rest today and will take people back to your hometown in Xiping early tomorrow morning. I will write a handwritten letter to the fifth uncle to tell the clan about the Luoyang war. If the fifth uncle asks about what happened on our way, Just tell the truth."

Zhao Hanzhang blinked at him, and then said: "My mother was too sad, and she was frightened all the way, and her body couldn't bear it just after we arrived at Shangcai. Erlang's injuries were not completely healed, and I, a girl, was exhausted from supporting the big house... "

Uncle Cheng understood instantly, bowed and said, "I understand, I will go to my hometown in Xiping tomorrow."

After everything was arranged, Zhao Hanzhang stood up, stretched his sore lower back and said, "I'm really tired. Let's go and burn incense for my grandfather, and then go back to rest."

Fu Tinghan, "You...were you borrowing money from He Xiping just like that?"

Zhao Hanzhang said: "You can think of it this way. Now it depends on whether the clan wants to lend me or give me as a gift."

Xiping County is on the edge of Shangcai County, and Zhuangzi is not far from the clan land. Zhao Hanzhang and the others entered Zhuangzi in the morning. When it was getting dark in the evening, several clan elders in Zhao's Wubao knew that Zhao Hanzhang returned with the coffin. News from the countryside.

Zhao Song and Zhao Changyu were the same age, but a few months younger, so they were called Zhao Wulang because they were members of the fifth family.

Of course, Zhao Hanzhang didn't dare to call him that, so she had to call him Fifth Uncle.

Zhao's Wubao has always been in charge of him and is Zhao Changyu's agent within the Xiping clan.

As soon as he heard that Zhao Changyu's coffin had returned to his hometown, he burst into tears and asked hurriedly: "Since we have returned to Runan, why did we stop at Shangcai instead of Xiping?"

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