The Great Tang: World Martial God

Tang Mansion.

The saltpeter was transported back to the home, and a new batch of ice cubes were still being manufactured. Thinking of the cool feeling really made Tang Hao a lot excited.

Although the weather in Yangzhou is not as hot as the imperial city, the scorching heat in July is still unforgiving.

Before it was noon, the three of them couldn't bear the icy feeling, and began to make ice cream that they hadn't eaten in a long time.

Beating the crushed ice in the clay pot, watching Li Wanqing skillfully stirring the egg liquid next to her, Princess Changle skillfully sifting the flour, and the family division of labor is also warm and harmonious.

Li Wanqing lifted the egg liquid in her hand, looked at the long drawing, added some icing and flour, and glanced at the two people beside her.

"I had a dream last night."

"In my dream, my palm gave birth to six fingers, which is weird."

Stopping the work in her hands, Li Wanqing raised her eyebrows and thought for a moment.

"It's strange to say that the extra finger is slender and white, not obtrusive at all, and even a little delicate."

As soon as the voice fell, Princess Changle beside her pursed her lips.

"Sister Wan'er, don't panic. In the early years, I had read the book "Zhou Gong's Interpretation of Dreams" circulating in the market."

"It was said in the book that multiple fingers in dreams are a sign that nobles are visiting the mansion. It seems! Our mansion is about to be visited by nobles!"

After that, Princess Changle turned to look at Tang Hao and said.

"My husband is very knowledgeable, but has he ever heard of this book? Is what I said is correct?"

Zhou Gong's Dream Interpretation book can be called peculiar. In later generations, you will not see this book in those regular large bookstores. Instead, you will often see it at the stalls of some small vendors.

When interpreting the dream, Tang Hao didn't dare to assert whether it was accurate.

Scooping out some crushed ice and pour it into the pottery bowl, Tang Hao smiled at Princess Changle.

"I haven't read this book, but this noble man can guess a bit."

Now that the glass fish tank has appeared in Yangzhou, the magical skills have long been spread by the public.

The glass tea set that Yang Ming took home will inevitably set off an upsurge in the whole Yangzhou.

There must be people seeking ways to make beautiful things, and there must be some shipbuilding masters who are keen on shaping skills.

And these people were the nobles Tang Hao wanted to find!

Li Wanqing glanced at Tang Hao, looked at Tang Hao's smile, and said something sarcastically.

"Tsk tusk tusk, look at your appearance, say you are fat, can you still breathe?"

"Most of the shipbuilding masters in this entire Yangzhou area are gathered in the Zheng family. If the patriarch of the Zheng family can be attracted to ask for advice this time, I will convince you, how about it?"

Tang Hao poured the crushed ice into a large clay pot, turned around, and stared at Li Wanqing.

"Yeah! I have already asked!"

"Okay! If I win this time, you will rub the shoulders and shoulders of Lord Benhou for the maidservant for seven days, how about?"

Li Wanqing clapped her palms, akimbo her hands, and stared back angrily.

"Okay! If you lose, you will follow your advice and cook every day what we have never eaten!"

As soon as the voice fell, a figure flashed at the door of the dining room.

"Master Hou, there are two people visiting outside the house, saying that they must see you."

Looking at the respectful steward, and looking at Li Wanqing with a smile, Tang Hao said.

"Have you ever said, why are you looking for me?"

The steward replied respectfully and bowed his body.

"They didn't disclose, but they insisted on seeing each other, and they were already waiting at the gate of the mansion at this time."

Hearing this, Tang Hao frowned slightly.

Is there really such a persistent craftsman who is willing to meet at the gate of the mansion in order to explore this craft?

Tang Hao waved his hand slightly and snorted softly.

"Even if I insisted on meeting, I asked them to go to the front hall and wait."

The steward lowered his head and left in a hurry.

Li Wanqing slapped Tang Hao's arm with a successful smile, said.

"How? Some people are going to be embarrassed this time!"

"You see, even the servants in this mansion don't know these two people. They definitely don't have much reputation in Yangzhou."

Patting Tang Hao on the shoulder, Li Wanqing picked up the cream jar on the table and glanced at Tang Hao.

"Think more!"

"Look at what kind of food you are going to cook for the two of us in the past seven days, remember it, don't repeat it!"

After all, Xiu raised her eyebrows and greeted Princess Changle triumphantly.

"Sister Zhier, let's go."

Looking at the high-pitched face, Tang Hao narrowed his mouth, and the voice of the two people discussing what kind of delicious food echoed in his ears.

Tang Hao, holding a large basin of crushed ice, shook his head slightly.

"What are you proud of? The matter has not yet been revealed. We have not yet reached a conclusion as to who we will lose and who will win!"

Talking to himself, followed the two of them and walked out.

Along the way, Tang Hao had been thinking about it, if it was an ordinary shipbuilder, maybe he could attach some rivets and nail the deck or other chores.

But if this person is not a shipbuilding craftsman, Tang Hao can only do something perfunctory and thank the guests behind closed doors.

Is the Zheng family mentioned by Li Wanqing still the ancestor of Zheng He in later generations?

If you really get in touch with such a big shipbuilding family, then the problem of finding someone on your own will be easily solved.

Really as Zhou Gong said in Interpretation of Dreams, is there an honorable person visiting today?

Is this person in the front hall a member of the Zheng family?