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Chapter 827 Prodigy

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    Wang Jinyuan has learned well now.

    "Anything the young master tells us is a big deal and must be done quickly.

    He received the drawings and went to do the work without saying a word.

    Fang Jifan calmed down.

    Counting money is also a very painful thing.

    A new real estate project is worth almost ten thousand taels of gold. Later, I don¡¯t even bother to count. It¡¯s too tiring and frustrating.

    With this time, it¡¯s better to get more sleep, which is worth a lot of money.

    As for the handed down drawings, well let's wait until they make them

    Fang Jifan believes that these craftsmen, under the guidance of the drawings, will surely unleash their infinite creativity.

    Fang Jifan is such a person. He is always willing to believe in others, and the people he believes in can often create miracles for this purpose.

    Precisely because, in life, there will always be countless surprises.

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    ?As Fang Jifan said.

    Almost the main chief craftsmen of each workshop are now gathering around a drawing and starting to think about it seriously.

    To be able to become a master-level figure in a workshop is to be experienced in many battles, which is extraordinary.

    Their life is extremely comfortable. After a year, they get at least hundreds of taels of silver. When they get to the workshop, all the craftsmen and apprentices treat them like their father.

    Looking at the drawings, Master Liu squinted his eyes, but couldn't help but said: "I'm afraid it's not easy to produce such a high-precision thing, even now"

    He said this.

    Wang Jinyuan looked at him with a penetrating expression.

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    The other craftsmen nodded.

    Wang Jinyuan clasped his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, the captain may be joking. You also know that he likes to joke. He still values ??you. Everyone just does your best. Our Ming Dynasty is a place where the king's law will prevail after all."  Well, look at you all with bitter faces, what do you mean, what do you mean? Are we captains so terrible?"

    "It's not scary, it's not scary." Everyone shook their heads: "We are not afraid of Captain Fang."

    "That's it, let's do it well."

    Wang Jinyuan swayed away with his hands behind his back.

    He still has to sell the house. What¡¯s more, like Fang Jifan, he also believes in these craftsmen who will resolutely overcome all difficulties. No matter there are any difficulties in manufacturing, they will dig deep and find a solution.

    This is such a lovely group of people.

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    After a few days, house prices gradually began to show an upward trend. After taking this reassurance, most people began to act unscrupulously.

    Even those who were hesitant before experienced the latest price reaching 13,000 taels, and began to flock in.

    In a few days, it will be Emperor Hongzhi¡¯s birthday. Fang Jifan did not dare to neglect and was preparing gifts.

    In Xishan, Fang Zhengqing has started to learn to walk. Behind him, there is always an old woman. Fang Zhengqing is holding on to a wheeled cart and learning to walk with great interest.

    But compared to Fang Zhengqing, Zhu Zaimo was in a much worse situation. Early in the morning, he was frightened by his father.

    Zhu Houzhao took him, who was less than three years old, to ride a horse.

    Zhu Houzhao fixed him on the horse, then sat behind him, raised his whip, and with a crack, the frightened horse immediately spread its hooves and began to run wildly.

    Zhu Zaimo's face turned green with fright. He howled on the horse and cried profusely. But no matter how much he cried, he was still galloping on the horse. It was so scary, so scary, so scary He continued to cry, but no one paid attention.  He, finally seemed to accept the reality, and his eyes widened, his pupils shrinking continuously.

    Finally, the horse stopped. Zhu Houzhao dismounted first, then untied the rope that fastened Zhu Zaimo, and took him down. He couldn't help but kiss him on the left and right, and praised: "Good son, Younai."  Father, seeing you like this, I feel relieved as a father, okay, let¡¯s go play and let that boy Liu Jie teach you how to read.¡±

    Zhu Zaimo got off the ground and felt that the ground was soft and his legs were light. When he walked out, he swayed like a lame duck.

    He pouted, and tears were about to burst out of his eyes. They were red, but he did not cry. He was held by a eunuch and found Fang Jifan. He threw himself into Fang Jifan's arms: "Hello, uncle, hello, uncle!"?¡±

    Zhu Zaimo frowned: "Are they willing to do this?"

    Fang Jifan: ""

    "I don't want to be unwilling to do so." Zhu Zaimo said: "So, the so-called governing people is actually to make them surrender, using all means, just like a father raising horses, whipping them if they don't obey. If they are willing to obey,  Just feed them more horse feed. But there are too many horses, so we need to find some stable herds to help. Oh, I understand, it turns out this is the emperor's trick that the good uncle and Master Liu often talk about  You have made such a big detour, but what you originally wanted to say is the cruelest thing in the world."

    "This" Fang Jifan no longer wanted to deal with this naughty kid: "Is your grandson hungry?"

    Zhu Zaimo frowned: "This is also the emperor's trick. When a good uncle is no longer able to answer questions, he will block the mouth of a smart and questioning person with food. This is called Zhao'an!"

    "" Fang Jifan thought for a while and admitted generously.

    Zhu Zaimo, like a young adult, clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Okay, I accept the recruitment now. I want to eat Master Wen's eight-treasure soup, and I must put sugar in it!"

    "Eating sugar is not good."

    "Then I won't accept the offer"

    "Eat!" Your uncle!

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