Fang Er looked at these people and pondered for a moment.
Ten men, five women. No elderly. Huzi, go pick them.
After briefly stating his requirements, Fang Er sat down on a nearby step to wait.
Before long, Huzi brought over fifteen selected people.
Fang Er took a quick look; thankfully, there were no sickly individuals or cripples.
Soon, the paperwork for the fifteen people was completed. After the payment of the silver.
Fang Er and his two companions returned to the new residence with the sixteen newly purchased servants.
Uncle Zhang stood at the entrance, and upon seeing Fang Er and his group, he quickly stepped forward.
"Young master, the liquor has finished distilling. Old servant had them carve a plaque. Do you need any changes?"
Fang Er looked up. Indeed, the new residence already had the plaque for the Fang residence hung up.
"It's fine, no need for changes. Uncle Zhang, please go arrange these people. They are all newly bought servants."
Without dwelling on these trivial matters, Fang Er entered the inner courtyard and sat down on a chair.
He was exhausted from the entire morning's outing.
Indeed, shopping was not a job for humans.
Xiao Qing saw Fang Er and quickly brought him a cup of tea.
"Young master, you've been out all morning, you must be hungry. This servant will go cook for you."
Fang Er pulled Xiao Qing towards him, placing her on his lap and hugging her. He looked at her with a sly smile, "No need to rush to eat. Haven't seen you all morning, do you miss this young master?"
Xiao Qing was startled by his action. Sitting in Fang Er's embrace, her face turned red.
"Young master, what are you doing? It's not good if someone sees us in broad daylight."
She then struggled to get up.
"Oh, right. We'll continue tonight."
Fang Er let go of her as intended, saying slyly.
"Occasionally joking around to spice up life, hmm, feels good. Truly delicious."
"Young master! I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to cook."
Xiao Qing stamped her foot and ran off. wap.kanshu伍.net
"Hahaha, little brother Fang, what a pleasure! Such a fine day, and you're at home teasing a maid. Old Cheng is here to drink with you."
As soon as Xiao Qing left, a familiar voice echoed.
Fang Er turned his head and saw it was Cheng Yaojin, accompanied by a dark and strong man.
"Hehe, I was bored, so I had to find something to do. General Cheng, and who is this?"
"Come, let me introduce you. This is General Yuchi. Blackie, this is the little brother Fang I told you about."
Fang Er cupped his fist and bowed. Kneeling was out of the question. Even if Li Er were here, he wouldn't kneel. Yes, Fang Er said so.
"I am Fang Er. Greetings, General Yuchi. Please, have a seat!"
"Little brother Fang, I've been hearing this demon constantly talk about you since yesterday. Seeing you today, you are indeed extraordinary."
Yuchi Hei Zi did not stand on ceremony and sat down casually on the Grand Tutor's chair to Fang Er's right.
As soon as he sat down, he noticed something different.
"Hmm? What is this chair? It's much more comfortable to sit on than that Hu chair!"
He said, standing up and examining the Grand Tutor's chair.
"I figured this out myself. It's not called a chair, it's called a Grand Tutor's chair. You can sit on it, lean back on it, and compared to a Hu chair, it allows one to relax much more."
Fang Er said, giving a demonstration himself.
"Not bad, not bad. How much silver does this set cost? Get me a set later."
Yuchi Hei Zi also imitated Fang Er's posture, half-reclining on the chair's back.
"General Yuchi is too kind. I'll have the carpenters at my home make a set for you and General Cheng and deliver them to your estates."
Doing such a thing for money would be too low-class.
Why take money when you can have goodwill?
Was Fang Er someone who lacked money?
"Hehe, that would be great. Old Cheng is waiting for your Grand Tutor's chair. By the way, hurry and get the wine. My mouth has been tasteless since morning court. I'm dying of craving."
Cheng Yaojin was already starving. He had been thinking about Fang Er's wine almost throughout the morning court. As soon as court was dismissed, he came over with Yuchi.
"Huzi, go get the wine."
Fang Er called out to Huzi, who was standing at the entrance of the inner courtyard.
Huzi quickly ran to the backyard.
The three carpenters had produced less than five jars of wine. Yesterday, one jar was used for drinking and disinfecting Zhuzi, leaving four jars.
Not long after, Huzi arrived with two wine jars.
Before he could even pour the wine, Cheng Yaojin snatched the jar, broke the mud seal, poured himself a bowl, and drank it in one gulp.
Yuchi Hei Zi looked at Cheng Yaojin's satisfied expression with great curiosity.
He snatched the wine jar from Cheng Yaojin's hand, poured himself a bowl, and downed it in one go.
Then, just like Cheng Yaojin's expression yesterday, he felt a fire in his belly, and sweat soon broke out on his forehead.
Fang Er watched from the side, speechless.
Why were they all acting as if they hadn't drunk wine in eight lifetimes?
"Generals, I have an idea. You've all tasted this wine. What do you think about opening a winery?"
Fang Er did not drink. He had run around all morning and hadn't eaten yet. Drinking on an empty stomach like this would be too damaging to his stomach.
He looked at the two alcoholics and revealed his plan.
After last night's events, he had decided not to sell items redeemed from the system unless absolutely necessary. The risk was too great. Moreover, if things that did not exist in this era appeared in large quantities, it would likely bring him significant trouble, at least until he had sufficient self-protection capabilities.
"Hmm? Brother Fang wants to sell this wine? That's definitely feasible! The business will surely not be bad!"
Yuchi Hei Zi had already adapted to the wine's potency. He put down his empty wine bowl and said with certainty.
"General Cheng knows that I have no status or position in Chang'an, and I probably can't protect this business. I intend to offer each of you three percent of the shares. Do you two generals wish to help this little brother?"
"Brother Fang, are you joking? This wine is one of a kind in the entire Great Tang. You're truly willing to let Blackie and me get involved?"
Cheng Yaojin looked at Fang Er in disbelief. Although he had only drunk it twice, he had completely fallen in love with this wine. Its potent, domineering taste was exactly to his liking.
He could imagine the sensation it would cause once this wine began to be sold.
And at this moment, Fang Er was bringing them into the venture. This was clearly offering them benefits, while Fang Er only wanted to use their names to establish himself in Chang'an. It was truly insignificant, not enough to warrant Fang Er giving up sixty percent of the shares.
"General Cheng, you jest. While this wine is good, it also requires a powerful patron for me to dare to sell it with peace of mind. Otherwise, within half a month, I'd likely be taken away, skin and bones. Do you two generals wish to be that powerful patron behind Fang Er?"
Fang Er finished speaking, picked up his wine bowl, and looked at Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Hei Zi.