Chapter 177: Lord Tang’s mighty

After reading Lu Zhizhang's first draft, Lu Zhizhang's ability to write stories has improved a lot. This guy also put his heart into it. In addition, the market response was very good, which inspired him, so he forgot to eat and sleep, and he had already reached the point of being crazy.

If a young man like him is fine, he will be afraid that he will just live a life of life and wait for death. Chen Ao just gave him a chance to display his talents. Only then did Lu Zhizhang realize that people could live like this, although they were exhausted every day, they were extremely fulfilling.

As the saying goes, the love is frustrated and the career is successful, Lu Zhizhang can't extricate himself when he falls into it. Whenever he receives a letter from readers, although there are criticisms, most of them praise them, and he is immediately full of strength.

However, Chen Ao smiled bitterly in his heart. If the Lu family in Hongzhou knew that this young master had tricked the eldest son to write a manuscript, they would not know what the reaction would be. Maybe they would gather people to beat me up. Fortunately, there was a bodyguard around him. When they met on a narrow road in the future, it was naturally Deng Yuhou who resisted it. I went to call for help.

After talking to Lu Zhizhang, encouraging him, he stood up and said goodbye.

Lu Zhizhang was anxious to get the manuscript, but he didn't keep him. He reluctantly sent him out and said, "Cousin, wait until the first draft of Journey to the West is decided. I will copy one for you. Please help me see. If my cousin checks it, I feel more at ease."

Chen Ao nodded and walked out of this messy house. He always felt that Lu Zhizhang is very different from the small Zhangzhang in the past. Hey, it seems that everyone around him is changing. Whether it is Wu Saner or Chuner, even this small Zhangzhang who can't tell the difference between food and grains has changed. How can this young master feel?

When he was going down the stairs, he happened to run into Wu Saner. Wu Saner had just returned to Suiya Mountain House. When he heard Chen Ao coming, he hurriedly went upstairs. When he saw Chen Ao, he suddenly said happily: "Brother Shen hasn't come some days."

After getting along for a long time, the two have developed a tacit understanding. With just one jaw and one smile, many things can be seen. Chen Ao smiled and said, "San'er, has the matter of the store been negotiated?"

Wu Saner smiled and said with a smile: "The talk is completed. This shop is in the outer city. There are many peddlers and pawns in the outer city and the flow of people is extremely large. If you open an ordinary tea shop for people to rest, the business will not be bad. This is the third branch of our Suiyashanfang. In addition, I plan to expand the printing workshop. In addition to ordering movable type tools from craftsmen, I also have to recruit a lot of people. Fortunately, Brother Shen sent the antiques last night. I sold them early this morning, and a total of 8,600 guan. The buyer will send the money tomorrow."

Chen Ao said in surprise: "Selling so fast? You didn't get the pawnshop, did you?"

Wu Saner smiled embarrassedly and rubbed her hands and said, "How much money can I get when I take it to the pawn shop? Brother Shen, don't forget that there are many talented people in our Sui Yashan Room. If I take out the things, the buyer will come."

Chen Ao then remembered that there were still many tea shops waiting for him to identify and play in this Sui Yashan room. He had forgotten many things in this busy life.

Chen Ao smiled and said, "It's good. If you exchange money earlier, it's better than anything else." After saying a few words to Wu Saner, it was getting late, so he stayed for dinner. The dinner in Suiyashan Room was late, and he had to wait until the tea guests left and closed. Dozens of people from all over the country set the tea table as a dining table, and sat down with the chef, maid, and servant, which felt like eating a big pot of rice in later generations.

This article was actually proposed by Chen Ao. Eating with the shopkeeper and the employees can enhance their feelings and increase cohesion. After counting several people, they found that everyone was here, but Lu Zhizhang was not able to come down for a long time. Chun'er smiled and said, "Young Master Lu is such a person. I'll give him a food box. He eats in the house and can think about things at the same time."

Chun'er found a few side dishes, put rice into a food box, and then carried the food box upstairs.

Chen Ao, however, said to Wu Saner with a stern face: "It's not possible to continue like this. What's the use of building a car behind closed doors? You have to teach him to go out and walk more." Then he said: "Think of a way to recruit someone who can read and write to help him. A person is both the main writer and the editor, and it is difficult for him."

Wu Saner agreed and said with a smile: "I had this idea earlier, but I couldn't find a suitable candidate for a while. After all, most of them are not interested in reading or writing. The price is too high and it is not worth it."

Chen Ao smiled and said, "Is this kind of thing worth it? It's no big deal to spend a few more money."

Wu Saner nodded and lowered her head to eat.

Chun'er went downstairs, Chen Ao told her to sit beside her. In the public eye, Chun'er was a little distracted, but she finally sat down. Everyone laughed. Chen Ao was thick-skinned and not afraid of laughing, but Chun'er was embarrassed. She ate this meal a little absent-mindedly.

It was not until late at night that Chen Ao remembered to go back to the house. Before leaving, Chen Ao asked Wu Saner how he passed by the end of the year. Wu Saner smiled bitterly and said, "Most of the Sui Yashan Room are from foreigners. We prepare some wine and food ourselves, and it is lively and the night passes."

Speaking of this, everyone sighed. Every festival missed their relatives more and fell into a different place. At this moment, Chen Ao's thoughts also drifted to another era. In that era, although he was just an orphan, there were still many unforgettable people and unforgettable things. He sighed and said, "Buy more New Year's goods, don't be afraid of spending money. Be happy once a year. You should live better than other families and have a richer life than other families. As long as you are from our Sui Yashanfang, you will be relatives, brothers and sisters in the future, and you should support each other."

Everyone said, "Young Master Chen is right. When we get here, we are all relatives." Even some people's tears came out. Young Master Chen is usually so slick, but why did he say such touching words today?

In fact, it was not moved by Chen Ao's words, but this sentence was just appropriate. Chen Ao's eyes fell on Chun'er, and his eyes looked at her deeply, and he whispered: "Chun'er, you should rest when it's time to rest, don't be tired."

"Yeah!" In front of everyone, Chun'er couldn't speak in a daze. Her foggy eyes raised up and happened to meet Chen Ao's scorching eyes, and she was in a daze.

"Young Master Chen, go quickly. If you don't leave, you will have a curfew." Deng Long outside urged him repeatedly, holding a lantern.

Chen Ao smiled, leaving behind a figure, which disappeared into the night with the light of the lantern.

In the cold winter month, another heavy snow fell. The snowflakes were not big, but they were all blocking their sight. Looking around, the scenery in the distance became blurred.

Chen Ao put on a straw raincoat, Zhou Heng and Deng Long each carried wine and bacon and went out to Tang Jijiu's mansion. The three of them walked on the snow deep and shallowly, chatting and laughing on the quiet streets.

Zhou Heng was quite interested today. When he heard that Deng Long knew sword skills, he asked all the way. Deng Long had a rare opportunity to brag, boasted himself, and described himself as the lone man who was walking in the world, and was ignorant of helping the weak and helping the strong, which made Zhou Heng fascinated.

Chen Ao just laughed all the way, not revealing Deng Long's tricks. When he arrived at the Tang Mansion, Chen Ao discovered that the mansion where Lord Tang lived was not the same as he imagined.

There are no carved beams and painted buildings, nor are there high walls and pavilions. It is just a lonely small courtyard. The courtyard is full of wintersweets, the fragrance of flowers is everywhere, and the snowflakes are piled up on the fence, which is very beautiful.

After going to call the door, Tang Yan came out wearing a jacket. At the first glance, he was overjoyed. While opening the door, he deliberately complained: "In this cold winter, you are really messing around. Just have this intention. Why do you need to come in person? If you are not good enough, send someone to come and send a famous post. I will be satisfied. If you are frozen, how can you read this book?"

He said that, but his face was red and he looked very happy.

Chen Ao brought wine and bacon and said, "Mr. Tang, please accept it with a small gift, please accept it with a smile. This is the wish of the students."

Zhou Heng also quickly gave the gifts; these gifts were always for ordinary filial piety to the Master. Tang Yan naturally took them unceremoniously and said with a smile: "Come on, go into the inner room and sit here. It's very cold here, don't freeze your body."

He pulled Chen Ao and Zhou Heng into the wing room to the east, but put Deng Long aside. Deng Long followed him speechlessly.

After entering the east wing, the room was not big, it should be a bedroom, but it was changed into a small hall. There were not many decorations in the hall. However, the several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall aroused Chen Ao's interest. Taking advantage of Tang Yan's time to cook tea, he walked to the side of the wall with his hands in his arms to look, with a smile on his face, and Chen Ao slowly chanted: "The wind flies and rolls white catkins, crystal clear ice flowers. The snow presses on the branches and reflects the white snow, and the frost welcomes the cold winter plum blossoms."

This poem is obviously written by Tang Yan, and the poem is well written, but as Tang Yan's identity, this poem is probably not a top-quality work. Chen Ao thought about it and immediately understood that what Tang Yan hung was not poetry, but his mood. Wintersweet was known for its purity. Lord Tang called himself wintersweet, which clearly showed his attitude towards life. He did not expect that the Tang, who was full of fighting with the Taixue, was actually an elegant and elegant man with a clean and elegant style, which made Chen Ao underestimate him.
Chapter completed!