Chapter 19: Satisfaction which the ancients could not understand
He had more Persian slaves under his command, and Chen Guang was very happy when he bought it. However, after leaving the Southwest City, he realized that he still lived in Gaofu, and the warehouse he bought was in ruins. How should so many people be placed?
"Brother Feng, that Cao Yalang, may he help buy tents, bedding and other items?"
"If you are a good person, there is no business that you can't do, but if you ask him to buy it, it will be more expensive."
"Money is nothing but external things, and you can make money again after you lose it. So please ask Brother Feng to accompany me again."
Feng Changqing was completely unfair, so the two of them turned back to Cao Yalang's teeth. When they saw Feng Changqing, Cao Yalang pretended to be smiling, "Judge Feng, Mr. Chen, what are your instructions?"
When Chen Guang explained his purpose, the forced smile on Cao Yalang's face suddenly turned into a flattering smile, "Don't worry, I only earn some errands here. Not only the tent, bedding, but also wood and stone, I can do it properly for you here."
"You buy tents, bedding, grains and debris first, and send them. Wood, stones, etc., and you will buy them."
After leaving ten jin of money, Chen Guangfang and Feng Changqing left. With Feng Changqing there, he was not afraid that Cao Yalang would dare to cheat him unless he did not want to do business in the future.
"Brother Feng, will those people run away?"
"If you are not familiar with the place, where can you go? What's more, they can eat a full meal and have a safe sleep when they are bought by Chen Lang." Feng Changqing said distractedly, "Jin Lang can help them with confidence. If you are not at ease, send a few tooth soldiers to watch."
After leaving Yama, Feng Changqing returned to the Protectorate's Mansion. He accompanied Chen Guang for most of the day, but he had to deal with the backlog of official documents himself.
When Chen Guang sent Feng Changqing away and returned to the warehouse he bought, he saw the twenty Persian slaves working honestly, cleaning up the original ruins.
"I've met Mr. Lang."
After seeing Shen Guang, the twenty Persian slaves stopped their work and saluted the man with the best Chinese Abu.
When he took over these Persian slaves from Old Man An, Chen Guang heard the handover of the Zhejie warrior that this Persian slave named Abu was once the housekeeper of a nobleman in Khorasan, and he could manage those Persian slaves.
"Abu, can you trust you?"
"I wish to serve my husband."
Abu knelt on one knee and leaned over and said, "The soldiers on the side are not surprised. The other Persian slaves are full of envy when they speak Chinese. Some smart people hurriedly followed suit, "I hope to serve the husband."
Seeing those Persian slaves kneeling half on the ground as if they were like this, Chen Guang did not act as stupid as to take the initiative to support him. If he did that, the soldiers on the side would look down on him. Although the Tang Dynasty was compatible with foreign cultures in this era, the Tang people still regarded foreigners as barbarians.
"You all get up. From now on, Abu, you will be in charge and teach the rest of the people in Chinese."
As Chen Guang spoke, the sound of carriages and horses sounded outside the earthen wall. Then the round Cao Yalang came in with two carriages full of goods. Don’t see that he had only custody ten cents of money before, but he used it to buy food and various groceries, and he could buy a lot of things.
Without Chen Guang's instructions, Abu led the Persian slaves to move the goods and then set up a tent. When the sun sank, the temporary camp was already quite decent. Chen Guang did not return to Gao Mansion to live, but was enthusiastically drawing pictures in the tent.
The warehouse he bought covers an area of about 400 meters as big as the playground of a standard runway. According to Feng Changqing, if it weren't for the remnants of the Youwo Persian royal family of the Tang Dynasty, the owner of the warehouse would not have thought of occupying such a large area, but now it would be a good deal for him.
On the parchment paper, Chen Guang quickly outlined his overall plan for this land, including living areas, work areas, leisure areas and entertainment areas. Of course, the first one to break ground was definitely the living areas.
Chen Guang expressed great enthusiasm for the mansion he was about to own in Datang. He had to spend 30 years to pay off his mortgage in order to build a school district house of more than 100 square meters. Now he has easily had a community-sized land to build the house he wanted at will, which made him feel unreal and dreamy.
When Shen Guang recovered from his excitement, the new parchment paper had already painted the mansion he wanted, the new Chinese style ancient architecture, but the lighting and ventilation were enhanced.
"The paintings of Mr. Lang are so beautiful."
Duowen looked at the pictures of the ink traces on the side and couldn't help but praise him. When he was in the temple, he had seen the paintings of the Buddha statues vividly, but he didn't expect that even the house he drew seemed to be like that.
"Daowen, go and call Abu over and let him bring someone who knows how to build a house."
He put down his pen, Shen Guang rubbed his sore wrist and said, after hearing it, he hurried out of the tent and went to call the curly haired Abu.
Not long after, Abu led two Persian slaves about forty years old into the tent, "I've met the husband."
"Let them see, can they build such a house?"
Almost all of the twenty Persian slaves were skilled. The two Abu brought were craftsmen who helped the nobles build houses in his hometown. He took the drawings and asked in Persian dialect.
The two Persian slaves talked from time to time. They had never seen such three-dimensional house drawings before. Soon Abu happily said to Chen Guang, "Langjun, they said they could build it, but if the Langjun was in a hurry to live, we would not have enough staff."
"Then build up the place where you live first, and come and see."
Chen Guang pulled out the planning map, pointed to the above area and explained to Abu, "Did you see that, I divided the land into six pieces, and a house will be built here in the future, and your residence will be here..."
The lines on the drawings are clearly outlined, and even if Abu doesn't know Chinese characters, he can understand Chen Guang's arrangement. "Mr., can I make it clear in Persian comments on it?"
"Yes, but you can't lose this drawing."
"Don't worry, my husband, I will protect this drawing as if I cherish my life."
After a while, Chen Guang asked Abu to leave with the drawings. At the same time, he asked Abu to count the strengths of the remaining people. If there is a blacksmith, he should report it to him first.
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Gao Xianzhi, who came back from the palace, was in the study, listening to Feng Changqing reporting Chen Guang’s itinerary today.
"Chen Lang took the land in the west of the city and bought twenty more Persian slaves. It seems that this is going to do a big fight!"
Gao Xianzhi laughed loudly. He was always generous with the people he liked. "When it comes to drinking that day, I still won so much money!"
Feng Changqing also heard the fight with Judge Chen and laughed, "The Protector made a bet of nine out of ten, and he rarely made a fortune. Why is it still scattered money from everyone?"
"I don't need that amount of money. If you give Yu Chenlang a hundred gold coins tomorrow, I will say that I rewarded him."
Gao Xianzhi said indifferently. Feng Changqing raised his eyebrows and said, "Where is the reward? The guru gave Chen Lang a hundred gold medals. He should have a name, otherwise if it is spread, the other colleagues in the curtain will criticize Chen Lang!"
"I didn't expect Feng Er, you would also worry about others?"
Gao Xianzhi looked surprised. He didn't expect that he would tell Chen Dalang exactly that Feng Er might not be jealous of Chen Lang's appearance.
"The handsome and elegant demeanor makes people feel like a spring breeze. Although it was his first time meeting him, he was like an old friend who had known each other for many years."
Thinking of the day when Chen Guang was traveling with Chen Guang, Chen Guang not only spoke nicely, but also kept giving him half a step in front of outsiders. Feng Changqing asked his master to answer slowly in response to the surprised eyes of his family.
"It seems like I'm worried for nothing!"
"In the eyes of everyone, can Feng Ernan be a jealous villain?"
"It was someone who said the wrong thing, someone who punished himself for drinking."
Gao Xianzhi drank the glass of wine and said, "Where can you give me a reward? If someone says something strange, tell them who can drink the white big cuckoo and give him a hundred gold."
When Feng Changqing heard this, he couldn't help but think of the little prince of Kucha who was directly poured down by Shen Guang. He couldn't help but nodded and said, "The guardian has found this wonderful thing. The white big cuckoo is a scoundrel. Others can't avoid it. Who dares to touch his eyebrows?"
"When you meet Chen Lang tomorrow, tell Chen Lang, and say that if Bai Dacheng is causing trouble for him, there is no need to be afraid. Let Wang Shenyuan and others protect him. If Chen Lang has something to do, come and see him."
Chapter completed!