The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

Farmers have always worked for their masters, and the masters just waited for the harvest. Why would they dig canals for the farmers out of their own pockets?

In Li Fu's view, infrastructure construction is the only way to develop better. The farmland is here. Even if he runs away temporarily and comes back, this is still his territory. Just keep the land deed documents.

"Young man, it's rare for you to have a heart that cares about the people." Li Yuan asked with a smile, "Are your elders here?"

"Old man, I don't have any elders at home." Li Fu said.

"Oh." Li Yuan sighed, "It's not easy to be the head of a family at a young age."

Li Yuan thought the young man in front of him was very interesting, so he chatted with Li Fu for a few more sentences. The topic was always simple, nothing more than about the farm, the people, and people's livelihood.

Li Fu also answered cautiously, only answering the topics asked by the old man.

"Young Master's manor looks much more interesting than the manor next door. In the future, can I, an old man, come and visit again?"

Li Yuan's words, in Li Fu's view, are a sign of goodwill.

It would be nice if the two manors could live in peace. Who would have nothing better to do than fight every year? Isn't it for livelihood?

Peaceful development is the theme of the times, the general trend, and the will of the people.

In the past, the noble cause of peace and development of the two manors has always faced severe challenges, but seeking peace and development is the mainstream direction of the times.

"If you like, come often." Li Fu said with a smile.

"Okay, then we have a deal." Li Yuan responded with a smile.

Li Yuan's reaction made Pei Ji's heart beat.

It seems that this manor can no longer be thought of, just in case His Majesty wants to come again one day...

After chatting for about two quarters of an hour, Li Yuan led his men to leave the manor and returned to Chang'an City. He thought that after returning, he would have people investigate this young man.

Li Fu watched the team leave, squinting his eyes and smiling.

Li Fu's residence is a house on this manor. It has three entrances and three exits. It is not big, but it is more than enough for the master and servants to live in.

"Young man, if we follow this drawing to build, and according to what you said, this is a huge expense. Now, the family does not have so much cash." Housekeeper Zhao said.

"Let's cash in the things that can be cashed in at home first." Li Fu said: "As for future expenses, I will find a way. Anyway, it will not be used this year, so we can repair as much as we can."

It is better to spend all the money now and invest all the current assets in the manor to turn them into fixed assets, otherwise it will be very troublesome when you run away in the future.

At least the money was spent on repairing the canals, so that when the Turks come to collect money in the future, they won't have to fill up the canals.

Wouldn't it be fun to dig earthworms out of the grassland and split them vertically when you have the spare time?

Li Fu was thinking about the identity of the old man who chatted with him in the field today.

One thing is certain, that group of people must have come from Chang'an City, and their identities may not be low, and they are very likely the heads of the Pei family.

"Old Zhao, the two old men today have a great background." Li Fu frowned, walked to the front hall, and sat on the armchair he asked the carpenter in the manor to build.

"How did you know?" asked the housekeeper Zhao.

"The old man who accompanied us had a fish bag on his waist." Li Fu said, "Only officials of the fifth rank or above in the Tang Dynasty could get the fish bag awarded by His Majesty, and the old man had a gold-wrapped fish bag, so he must be of high status."

"Then, wouldn't the old man who was chatting with you be of higher status?"

"The manor next door belongs to the Pei family. The one who came from there should be the head of the Pei family in Chang'an City." Li Fu said, "A water grab incident did attract some big shots. Although it was a good chat, we still have to do our business. Practical work is the hard truth."

In Li Fu's opinion, the importance of the canal has increased by another 10%.

But the old man looked quite amiable, but the people in the Pei family manor were not so good.

"By the way, how is the paper workshop?" Li Fu asked again.

"Everything is normal. We have experimented several times and have achieved initial results. The toilet you used yesterday... is the latest finished product made there." said Butler Zhao.

Just think about such soft paper, and it was actually used by the man as toilet paper...

Butler Zhao's heart was bleeding.

The most expensive paper on the market is not as good as the paper produced in his own paper workshop.

"We have to keep working hard. As I said before, the matter of the paper workshop must be kept secret, and no news can be leaked." Li Fu said viciously.He dared to spend so much money to build a canal on the farm now, and he had the confidence in his heart. Once the paper was sent to Chang'an City for sale, he would be rich.

However, making money is making money, but the paper business cannot be really done on a whim. There are many nobles in Chang'an City, and many profitable businesses have the shadow of aristocratic families behind them. Now, except for this farm, he has nothing, not even a backer. If he takes the paper out now, it is simply courting death.

Now these papers are mainly for his own use.

Going to the toilet with bamboo chips, Pi Yanzi can't stand it.

Therefore, good things should be kept, and we should learn how the big factories in later generations squeeze toothpaste.

Li Fu was born and raised in the body of the Tang Dynasty, and his soul was not original. He could not enjoy the toilet chips, but he was not rich enough to wipe his butt with cloth and silk.

In this day and age, the landlords did not have surplus food.

This manor is not far from Chang'an. In the past two years, he has studied some good things, but he has kept them carefully and dared not take them out.

Few things are released. When they are sold in Chang'an City, they are used as an excuse to say that they are from the Western Regions or overseas and there are not many things.

Such things are rare and valuable. First, they can be sold at a high price. Second, these things are not enough to attract the attention of the dog-rich families in Chang'an.

Make a little money quietly and let the people in the manor eat and drink enough first.

As for the others.

Now there is a fierce fight in Chang'an City. It is not the time to climb a big tree and find a backer.

If the big guys want to deal with him, a small landlord with no background, it is as easy as stepping on an ant.

The loyalty of the farmers in the manor is unquestionable. When they were poor, they protected him as the master. What's more, Li Fu has led them to achieve the small goal of having enough food and clothing.

Cakes, a little painting, of course, must be achieved little by little.

Otherwise, no one will believe in your promises in the future.

I can think of a way later to build a relationship, deceive... win over... invite some "real" people with status and position, and then it won't be too late to make a fortune.