Wei and Jin Cooks

  Chapter 685 Benefits of Looking Good 1

   Zhao Hanzhang and the others quickly returned to Luoyang.

  When Zhao Erlang heard that his sister was back, he immediately dropped the plow and ran back.

  A young man who was quite white at first, but I hadn't seen him in one autumn, he jumped up again, and he was already slightly taller than Zhao Hanzhang.

   That's all, the important thing is that his whole face is tanned, and Wang Yu is ashamed to admit that the other party looks like him.

   It is rare that Wang Yu was the first to find a topic to talk to him, "Erlang, you are already a young man, and you should pay attention to your own image. You don't have a father or brother. Why don't your cousin teach you how to look after yourself?"

  Zhao Erlang directly refused, "My elder sister said that men don't need to wear powder. We Yuzhou men pay attention to the beauty of masculinity."

  He clenched his fists, swung his arms vigorously, let Wang Yu see the strong muscles on his body, and said, "Look, uncle, am I very masculine now?"

  Wang Yu was dumbfounded, masculine is masculine, but there is something wrong with the aesthetics of the second nephew.

   Zhao Hanzhang felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and just told him, "You can get a tan, but don't get sunburned, otherwise your face will be hot and painful, and you will feel uncomfortable."

  Zhao Erlang: "Sister, it's too late for you to say this, it's already too hot, look, there is still skin protruding from the side face, it was from the sun in July."

   Zhao Hanzhang touched it, and it was really rough.

  Her brother is so handsome, so she can't just waste his good looks in vain. She hurriedly said, "I'll ask Tinghe to give you a bottle of face cream later on. I use it every day. You can wipe it on."

  Zhao Erlang didn't want to rub it.

  Zhao Hanzhang said: "If you keep your face back, I will give you 10% more every time your personal guards apply for food and grass."

  Zhao Erlang turned his words around, "Really?"

  Zhao Hanzhang nodded.

   Zhao Erlang agreed.

  Fu Tinghan was curious, "Why can he get 10% more food and grass by applying it to his face?"

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Fan Ying came to report just now that 30% of the taxes will be confiscated this year. After the autumn sowing is over, the confiscated taxes should be collected. I plan to let Erlang lead people to collect them. He has to be good-looking. "

  Not only Zhao Erlang must be good-looking, but also other people who collect the final payment of taxes. Both men and women are selected from the army and the yamen.

  Even Wei Jie, who had just arrived in Luoyang, was sent out by her to collect taxes.

Zhao Hanzhang personally sent Wei Jie to the door, and said to him: "In addition to harvesting the remaining grain and grass, you can talk to each family about the grain and grass for next year. It is difficult in the army, especially now that Gucheng still employs refugee soldiers. , I consume a lot of food and grass every month, I am poor and sleepy now, it is very embarrassing."

   It was also the first time for Wei Jie to do this kind of thing. He nodded in embarrassment, turned around, took a deep breath, got on the bullock cart and left.

  Zhao Hanzhang turned back and saw Fu Tinghan walking towards him just after he passed the yard.

  Fu Tinghan saw her, paused, turned and left.

  Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly called him to stop, trotted to catch up, "Ting Han, I'm going to find you, there are a few people who need you to visit."

  Fu Tinghan: "...The Ministry of Industry doesn't care about taxes, does it?"

Zhao Hanzhang laughed and said: "It's not taxes, it should be more than taxes. I heard from Wang Huifeng that Zhang Xie and Xia Houyan went down the mountain as soon as we left Luoyang. They helped build the water conservancy projects in Luoyang and Gucheng. The association also made a plan to manage Luoshui, you might as well go and see them, it would be great if they are willing to live at the foot of the mountain."

  Fu Tinghan: "At this time, you still have to collect their taxes?"

  Zhao Hanzhang said: "These are two different things. I conscript them and am willing to give them rewards and honors, but they still have to pay the taxes that should be paid by them."

  Fu Tinghan thought for a while and nodded, "I can do the latter, but the former..."

   "Can you do the previous thing together? You have been building water conservancy projects for a while, so you must have a common language. Go, go, let me get you and Fu An to set up horses?"

   "No need," Fu Tinghan slumped his shoulders and said, "I'll walk. I heard they don't live far away."

  Zhao Hanzhang nodded again and again, and sent Fu Tinghan outside the door.

   Ting He was very puzzled, "Girl, you never let Mr. Fu worry about these things, why did you specially send him such an errand this time?"

   "He was very dull along the way, and he was very unhappy after returning to Luoyang. He always nestled in the study and calculated. I was afraid that he would be depressed. It's better to go out for a walk."

  Ting He whispered: "Wouldn't it be embarrassing to ask Mr. Fu to do such embarrassing things as collecting taxes?"

  Zhao Hanzhang said: "Just go out, and Zhang Xie and Xia Houyan are celebrities, others may be scolded, he will definitely not. And maybe it will be all right."

  Zhao Hanzhang also nodded and affirmed his method, "It's pretty good."

   Ting He: All right, if you say it’s good, then it’s good.

  It was the first time for Wei Jie to do such a thing, and for Fu Tinghan even more.

  He has grown up so much, let alone urging taxes, he has no experience in urging people to pay back money.

  So when he came to Zhang Xie's house, he stopped hesitantly and turned around.

   This house was found by Wang Huifeng for Zhang Xie. It was a house in the Yamen, because Zhao Hanzhang said before leaving that as long as Zhang Xie and Xia Houyan came down the mountain, they would be treated with courtesy.

   That's why they were given this house.

  The servants inside were all dispatched by Wang Huifeng.

The concierge saw Fu Tinghan wandering back and forth in front of the door five or six times, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He pinched his waist and walked to the steps and said, "I said, young master, are you going to come up and knock on the door? Are you going to leave without knocking?" , don't hang around in front of my door."

   Fu An, who had been wandering around with Fu Tinghan, was unhappy when he heard this, and stepped forward and said, "What do you say, my son knocks whenever he wants, and doesn't knock if he doesn't want to, can you control it?"

   "I can handle him hanging around in front of my house."

  Fu Tinghan quickly stopped the two who were about to quarrel, "Okay, okay, Fu An, go up and knock on the door."

  Fu An snorted at the porter, walked up the steps and knocked on the door.

  The concierge waited for them to finish knocking before saying, "Stop knocking, my master is not at home."

  Fu An:…

  He couldn't help jumping, "Why didn't you say it earlier when you weren't at home, you have to wait until I finish typing?"

   "How do I know if you're going to knock on my door, or the one across the way? And don't you see me standing in front of the door? Just ask me if you have anything to say, what door are you knocking on?"

  Fu An actually felt that what he said made sense, so he couldn't help but look at Fu Tinghan.

  Fu Tinghan rubbed his forehead, turned around and left, "Since we're not here, let's go back."

   It's not that he doesn't do it, but that the other party is not at home and doesn't do his business.

   Finally he turned around, the door opened from the inside, and a servant came out, bowed to Fu Tinghan and said: "Master Fu, my master is here to invite you."

  Fu Tinghan:…

  Fu An glared at the concierge, "Didn't you say that your master is not here?"

  Concierge: ...Earlier, it was clearly the owner who said that no matter who came to visit, he would say that he was not there.

  But the concierge was not guilty at all, instead he said straightforwardly: "My house has more than one door, so why don't you like my master to go home through another door?"

  Fu An was so angry that he couldn't help but said, "Do you know who my young master is?"

  Porter: "I don't care who he is, as long as I know who my master is."

   "Okay," Fu Tinghan stopped Fu An who was still arguing, sighed sadly, and said to the servant: "Please lead the way."

  The servant hurriedly bowed to invite him in.

  (end of this chapter)