So, Fang Jifan found a zodiac auspicious day.

Firecrackers crackled in the house.

Fang Jifan took a bath and changed his clothes, and held a big gift to accept disciples.

Twenty-two children knelt under the hall, while Fang Jifan sat high in the chair and drank a sip of tea.

The more apprentices there were, the more Fang Jifan felt that he should be reserved and looked calm and gentle.

The disciples saluted.

Then, a gift of sacrificial work was given.

These rituals of cultivation were sent by Zhu Houzhao and his family.

Fang Jifan always felt that society needed progress, even if it was discounted, some copper coins, or gold and silver, it was better to give some bacon.

But this is impossible.

He looked at the simple and innocent children below and couldn't help but sigh, thinking about the purity of me as they were, but I didn't expect that I was no longer a child in just a few years.

Fang Jifan coughed, "After entering our school, you need to study hard, and be like a teacher... Oh, no, like your senior brother, study hard and behave properly. Do you understand what the teacher says and what it is?"

"Why?" Xu Pengju looked confused.

"..." Fang Jifan had the idea of ​​killing the chicken to warn the monkey.

"Don't ask why!" Fang Jifan said sternly.

Xu Pengju looked confused: "Why don't you ask?"

Zhu Zaimo said sternly: "Xu Pengju, stop talking."

Xu Pengju seemed to be afraid of Zhu Zaimo, so he hurriedly kept silent, but he was still thinking... why.

Under the guidance of the nanny, the children performed the disciples' greetings, hugged them with their hands and bowed.

This gift was accomplished.

Fang Jifan stood up and looked at the boys: "From now on, I will be your mentor. There are many of your senior brothers, including Senior Brother Ouyang, Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Tang and Senior Brother Wang..."

Fang Jifan paused and then said, "Wait and wait. In short, since we entered our sect, the first rule of this sect is to serve the teacher as a father. Whatever the teacher says is, you will definitely have some resistance in your heart. But it doesn't matter, take it slowly, and the teacher will slowly teach you. Secondly, Fang Jifan hopes that you can be a good person like your senior brothers, and be like a teacher. You must know loyalty, etiquette, and shame!"

"Okay, there's nothing else to say." Fang Jifan shook his head.

It’s boring to pretend to be a group of little kids, and it’s simply boring to kill mosquitoes with cannons.

Shake your head and leave.

Making money is important.

After leaving the courtyard, Fang Jifan was about to leave. He led the horse and was about to turn over when he saw someone saying, "Nephew Fang."

Fang Jifan raised his head.

Then I saw Zhang Mao coming quickly.

Fang Jifan smiled at him and said, "Uncle Zhang, did not go to sacrifice today?"

Zhang Mao just nodded, not saying anything: "Come on, come on, I have something to say to you."

Fang Jifan nodded and walked obediently with his horse.

Zhang Mao sighed and said, "There is one thing that I can't speak up quickly. After thinking about it, I still have to come to find you. You know my second son. Although he is not as good as Zhang Xin's success, he is skilled in the cavalry camp and is a person who is responsible for his duties. You have seen him, Zhang Zixian," he said.

Fang Jifan was ashamed: "My apprentice."

"Yes, that guy Zhang Xin, I really want to break his legs. Why is he so bold and dared to carry the child? But, the road is already done, and the raw rice is cooked, what can I do?"

He sighed: "Actually, many people are not... really unwilling to let their children come to study with you, but... they are still children... forgot, forgot, don't say these. What I mean is that Zhang Zixian has already given you a tribute."

Fang Jifan nodded: "That's right."

Zhang Mao patted Fang Jifan's shoulder: "But there is one thing that I haven't figured out thoroughly and can't sleep well. I said, don't think I'm thick-skinned."

"Where, where, Uncle Zhu, Uncle Zhang, the thinnest person."

Zhang Mao laughed and shook his head: "Of course, otherwise, why does Your Majesty only believe in me? Not everyone is qualified to go to this sacrificial sacrifice."

Fang Jifan agreed very much.

Because this is the truth.

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What the ancestors of China pursued was worship of their ancestors. Most of them did not believe in ghosts and gods. If there were really ghosts and gods, then these ghosts and gods would definitely be the heroic spirits of their ancestors. There was nothing in this world, and the ancestors were even more important.

Fang Jifan said in admiration: "Zhang Shibo, I have always admired you very much. You can be trusted by Your Majesty, and your Majesty has such a wise and wise eye to recognize the pearls. This shows that Shibo's virtue is admirable."

Zhang Mao laughed: "Boy, your mouth is really smart. OK, I told the truth... I heard that you have bought five acres of land for Ouyang Zhi and the others in the new city."

"This is the case." Fang Jifan nodded.

Zhang Mao said: "That's right, they are your disciples, right? Because they are disciples, you have bought them five acres of land. Isn't that child Zhang Zixian also your disciple? This land..."

Fang Jifan: "..."

The city has a deep routine.

Fang Jifan sighed: "I'm not to hide it, I'm poor..."

"Forget it, forget it, I won't make things difficult for you, I won't say it..." Zhang Mao blushed.

Turn around and leave.

Fang Jifan felt uneasy in his conscience: "Let's wait."

Zhang Mao looked at Fang Jifan hesitantly.

Fang Jifan said seriously: "I gave it to you! But, don't tell anyone that it's not five acres of land."

It was a rare time to be generous, although it was one hundred thousand less land, which made Fang Jifan feel a little sad, but after all, Fang Jifan was a conscience-oriented person.

Zhang Mao raised his eyebrows: "Okay, okay, okay, it's really worth it to be beaten up at the beginning... No, I felt sorry for you at the beginning."

Fang Jifan thought to himself that Zhang Mao was the most shameful person, but today he came to ask for his land. Could it be that the British government... is so tight?

But when you think about it carefully, the Fang family was not much better at the time. They sold their money and had no assets. The hereditary nobles had a superficial appearance, but in fact, they only had so much profit, but their pomp could not be small and they could not be looked down upon. Therefore, they spent money like flowing water.

Fang Jifan said, "Uncle Shi, do you want to earn money?"

Zhang Mao narrowed his eyes: "I won't do anything that violates the king's law."

Fang Jifan shook his head: "No, no, no, I have to ask for your help if I make money openly."

Zhang Mao was silent for a long time: "Tell me, let me see."

Fang Jifan said: "Recently... Beijing has been flooded and land prices have plummeted again, right?"

"Yes." Zhang Mao frowned. He wanted to cry without tears. The Zhang family had many residences in Beijing.

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "Help your nephew collect it. I can't come forward. You have to go there, but you have to do it quietly. You must keep the secret. I set a maximum price. In addition to sacrificial sacrifices, the uncle is also idle. How much can he collect... what is..."

Zhang Mao said in surprise: "The land in the capital is now more and more worthless. Nephew, you have to think clearly. Come on, I'll talk to you about the housing market..."

Zhang Mao has become an expert in the housing market.

In fact, with the emergence of new cities, there are many experts in the real estate market in Beijing now. Everyone can tell you what location, school district, urban construction, roads, etc.

People are forced out of nowhere.

No one has ever paid attention to this.

But now...every merchants, ministers and nobles gather together are studying this.

Zhang Mao followed a group of people and joined in the fun. He pursed his lips: "The capital is now an old city. Countless officials and wealthy families come to the new city. How many people are willing to buy property? Once the population is lost... by the way, there is still a school..."

Halfway through his words, his face became weird.

Isn’t Fang Jifan in front of him the culprit?

He looked at Fang Jifan strangely: "I won't say anything anymore, I'd better go back and beat Zhang Xin that dog-like thing."

He paused: "What you ask for is easy to deal with. There are also people familiar with my old Zhang family in the capital? I closed my eyes and knew where there was a stone and who lived in that alley. But what do you want the capital to do?"

Fang Jifan thought hard for a while: "Help the people in the world!"

"..." Zhang Mao looked confused, but he vaguely felt that Fang Jifan was starting to sharpen his knife again. God knew that this time, who was chopping the machete on.

Looking at Zhang Mao's suspicious appearance.

Fang Jifan laughed loudly, almost burst into tears.

Tears slid from the corners of his eyes.

When he saw Fang Jifan laughing, Zhang Mao also laughed.

But Fang Jifan thought in his heart.

Others think that our Fang Jifan is a joke.

I thought our Jifan was peeling and cramping, and he used any means.

But...who knows... what Fang Jifan is thinking about is just a meal of food and clothing for countless people.
To be continued...