Zhang Feng wants to leave, he can be said to be the most anxious.
In the beginning, the two of them worked together to build the textile factory. Now that Zhang Feng is gone.
Isn't that pushing him into the fire pit?
Zhang Feng doesn't care and is about to express his intentions.
At this time, the housekeeper Du Ziteng hurriedly walks in.
"Master, master, there's a woman outside asking for an audience. She also brought fifty dans of dried flowers. Master must personally check."
Zhang Feng puts down the wine bowl and glances at the door.
Woman?
I don't know any woman.
Could it be that Madam Xie?
"Go invite her in."
Zhang Feng waves his hand, indicating for Du Ziteng to leave.
A moment later, Du Ziteng leads a woman in. It's that Madam Xie, Xie Qiuyan.
She's also carrying a basket full of dried flowers.
As soon as she enters, Xie Qiuyan's gaze falls on Li Yuan and the others, never leaving.
She hasn't seen these people before, but to be able to sit next to Prince Zhang, they should be extraordinary.
Especially that middle-aged man, his appearance is out of the ordinary. Between his eyebrows, he exudes the aura of a superior. He should be Lao Li.
And that older man, sitting upright on the chair, calm and composed, his whole body exudes an appearance of being in control of the situation. He should be Patriarch Li.
As for the other one, holding the wine pot without letting go, he should be a subordinate, a thug.
It seems that this group of people are the legendary merchants in Chang 'an.
Could it be … they are Lao Li's group that Zhang Feng is on good terms with?
Just as her mind is spinning fast, Zhang Feng comes up to greet her: "Madam Xie, how have you been?"
Xie Qiuyan is the family of the old scholar after all. No matter what, she can't be rude: "Thank you for asking, master. This concubine has always been well, but I didn't know Prince Zhang had guests here. Please forgive my rudeness."
Xie Qiuyan bows.
"No need to be polite, these are my good friends. Please sit."
Zhang Feng smiles faintly and points to the chair next to him.
Xie Qiuyan nodded and straightened her skirt before sitting down slowly.
She placed the basket on her lap and looked at Zhang Feng with a faint smile. "Young Master, I've already taken care of the dried flowers. They're all outside the courtyard. Today, I've brought some samples for Young Master to enjoy."
Zhang Feng glanced at the dried flowers in the basket, then looked at Xie Qiuyan and smiled. "Thank you, Madam."
"Young Master, what are you talking about? I was just doing something insignificant."
Xie Qiuyan waved her hand and handed the basket to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng took the basket and placed it at his feet.
Xie Qiuyan pointed at the courtyard and asked curiously, "Young Master, why are there so many white stacks in your courtyard?"
She had already noticed it when she entered the room, but she had held it in until now.
"Oh, you mean that."
Zhang Feng glanced at the courtyard and slowly said, "That's the raw material I'm going to use to make cotton-padded clothes."
"Cotton-Padded clothes? What is this? "
Xie Qiuyan couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Feng smiled faintly. "That's the winter clothes I made. It's airtight and as warm as summer. Moreover, it can guarantee that you can move freely."
As soon as his voice fell, Xie Qiuyan's delicate body trembled.
Zhang Feng's words were like a bolt from the blue, exploding in her mind.
Cotton-Padded clothes?
Dried flowers?
Could it be that Prince Zhang is going to use dried flowers to make clothes?
Her family had a silk business that was once popular, but she had never heard that dried flowers could be made into clothes.
She only knew that dried flowers could be made into sachets.
"Prince Zhang is indeed extraordinary. I admire you."
Xie Qiuyan bowed, her eyes revealing a respectful expression.
Li Yuan also nodded, thinking that what she said was correct. He then asked, "Madam, I wonder what you came to the Zhang Estate for this time?"
Hearing this, Xie Qiuyan shifted her gaze to Li Yuan, secretly sizing him up.
This should be the master of their group. After sizing him up, she replied in a neither servile nor overbearing manner. "This time, I came to deliver flowers to Prince Zhang."
"Deliver flowers?"
Li Yuan didn't understand. The flowers he gave Zhang Feng were no less than a thousand, and the result?
They were all f * cking ruined by this prodigal son. This time, what kind of flowers did you buy?
He looked at Zhang Feng, asking suspiciously, "Kid, why do you still want flowers? Do you think you haven't ruined them enough?"
Without waiting for Zhang Feng to answer, Xie Qiuyan interjected, "These flowers are not flowers of the past. Moreover, this time, I gave Prince Zhang 50 stone flowers, all of which are placed in the courtyard."
"What? 50 stones? "
Li Yuan exclaimed.
Even Li Shimin's eyes widened.
Yuchi Gong was no longer in the mood to drink.
This is 50 stones.
One stone is roughly equivalent to 120 catties in the future.
After conversion, 50 stones is equivalent to 6000 catties.
This is not grain. If you eat it slowly, you can finish it one day.
What's the use of flowers? It's nothing more than ornamental.
However, 6000 catties of flowers, how long will it take to appreciate them?
At this moment, in their eyes, Zhang Feng had become a prodigal son.
"Fengzi, what do you want so many flowers for?"
Li Yuan stared at Zhang Feng with the air of an old man.
As an elder, if Zhang Feng went astray, he must pull him back.
"That's right, Fengzi. If you want flowers, just tell me. I'll give you a few stalks."
Li Shimin couldn't stand it anymore and said from the side.
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