The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 204 Nonsense

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"Haha, Hui'er... I won..." Zheng Yunqian drew a tile, and Yang Zhengfang, who had been tense all along, snatched the tile with a beaming smile, slammed it on the table, and pushed the tile face down...

"This is Hu La???" Zheng Yunqian was dizzy.

"It really is..." Zhu Yuan checked the cards and reluctantly took out five cents.

"Hey, hey, hey, still one bar, add another 50 cents..." Yang Zhengfang unceremoniously stretched out his hand to Zhu Yuan.

"Here, here, here. If I had Hui'er, I would have won long ago..." Zhu Yuan said irritably, taking back the five mao (5 mao) and exchanging it for a one-yuan note.

"Hmph, it's all about luck. What's meant to be yours will be yours, and what's not meant to be yours, you can't force it..." Yang Zhengfang said smugly.

"Hmph, never heard of winning first and then losing??? You're dreaming, you'll lose someday..." Zhu Yuan curled her lips, scrambled her hand on the table, mixed up the tiles, and then started arranging them. According to her, the first hand really doesn't mean anything. On the contrary, many mahjong players know that if you win the first hand, you're likely to lose later... Although she didn't know the specific reason, it was really weird.

"Hehe..." Zheng Yunqian laughed rather embarrassedly, and awkwardly began to arrange the cards.

Zheng Cuihua looked somewhat embarrassed and silently arranged the cards.

Yang Zhengfang and Zhang Shufang exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of admiration in each other's eyes. Their gazes toward Zhu Yuan changed again. This woman was simply too shrewd; she could practically see right into people's hearts. They really didn't know what good deeds Zheng Yu had done in his past life to be able to marry her.

This scene at the mahjong game was personally planned by Zhu Yuan. It's normal to steal a winning tile during a game, especially since it was just a steal from Hui'er. However, in the eyes of a novice, it carries more weight, especially since it was stolen from someone else after they had already drawn their tile...

More importantly, Zhu Yuan's meticulousness perfectly portrays a housewife from an ordinary, even somewhat impoverished, family. Anyone with a compassionate heart would feel embarrassed to win money from such a person, even though they wouldn't hesitate to accept the money when it's time to pay.

What Zhu Yuan wanted was this sense of embarrassment from the elderly couple...

The Great Wall has been re-built...

"Keep playing..." Zhu Yuan said with high spirits, determined not to give up until he won back the dollar he had lost...

So the four of them started playing again, with Yang Zhengfang occasionally giving Zheng Yunqian pointers and sometimes helping Zheng Cuihua arrange the cards, which made Zhu Yuan keep complaining about him...

Cheating, this is blatant cheating! But it was just a minor incident, so Zhu Yuan only complained a couple of times and didn't say anything more...

In the west room of Yang Ming's house, Yang Ming and Wang Zhengzhi sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) discussing business. In the east room, a bunch of animals were keeping an old lecherous swindler company, eating and drinking heartily. Meanwhile, a group of women were having a feast in the main room, chatting and laughing together.

"What??? Uncle Wang, have you decided how many sets of Hanfu you want to order???" Yang Ming asked.

"It's decided... 4,825 sets, and the price of each set cannot exceed 100 yuan..." Wang Zhengzhi said, flipping through his phone and checking the data.

"Four thousand eight hundred sets??? What's the data??? Has it been sent???" Yang Ming asked.

"It's been sent. Shall I transfer it to your computer?" Wang Zhengzhi glanced at Yang Ming, raised an eyebrow, and asked.

"Okay..." Yang Ming nodded, went to the east room to get his laptop, turned it on, logged into QQ, and then received an offline file. After opening it, he found it was an Excel spreadsheet.

"This is the physical examination form for all teachers and students in the school. It shows their height, waist, and hip measurements..." Wang Zhengzhi said.

"No problem... When do you need the goods?" Yang Ming asked.

"Three days, right? Didn't you say you could make five thousand sets in three days...?" Wang Zhengzhi said.

"Three days?? You were just saying that??? You actually took it seriously???" Yang Ming's forehead was covered in black lines.

"Huh??? I remember you're not the kind of person who brags, are you???" Wang Zhengzhi's forehead was covered in black lines as he said rather dejectedly.

"Four days. Have your school's logistics department come to my place to pick up the goods in four days..." Yang Ming said, holding up four fingers.

"Four days??? Is there a difference between four days and three days???" Wang Zhengzhi asked in surprise.

"Of course, I have to spend half a day just measuring the height and measurements of these students, not to mention buying cotton, spinning thread and weaving cloth..." Yang Ming said.

"Alright then..." Wang Zhengzhi nodded.

"What color should the Hanfu be?" Yang Ming asked.

"They all have to wear white hats and black hats. Have you seen The Lotus Lantern? In the early episodes, when Chenxiang was going to school, he wore clothes of that color..." Wang Zhengzhi said.

"No, Hanfu usually has a mid-length hem. If it's white, it'll be almost impossible to tell. I suggest using black or red..." Yang Ming thought for a moment and said.

"Well, my word doesn't count; it's a rule set by our principal..." Wang Zhengzhi said with a smile.

"Alright, customer requirements come first, so let's agree on this..." Yang Ming said.

"What do you mean it's settled already??? Money, how much will it cost in total???" Wang Zhengzhi asked.

"There are 4,825 sets in total. Didn't you price each set at 100 yuan? That's a total of 482,500 yuan..." Yang Ming said.

"That's the highest price. We're doing business based on integrity. We've already given you our lowest price, so you should reciprocate..." Wang Zhengzhi said.

"That won't do. Since you're willing to offer one hundred, that's your bottom line. Of course, I won't lower it any further..." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Then, is it really impossible to make an exception?" Wang Zhengzhi asked.

"When doing business, don't involve personal relationships..." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"You're something else, I give you a piece of my mind..." Wang Zhengzhi could only reluctantly agree and compromise.

"Okay, you go to the east room and continue eating. I'll go make the arrangements now..." Yang Ming said.

"Alright..." Wang Zhengzhi nodded and said.

So the two of them left the west room together. Wang Zhengzhi went into the east room to continue eating, while Yang Ming went out through the back door and into the back garden.

"You guys eat, I'll go check..." Wei Qingqing thought for a moment, put down her chopsticks, apologized to everyone, and followed Yang Ming out.

"Come on, let's ignore her and keep eating..." Aunt Liu said with a smile, enthusiastically serving everyone food.

Yang Ming went into the back garden and went straight to the hot spring valley. He first looked at the crime scene but didn't find anything. Obviously, whether it was the old lecher or the old swindler, they were professional at handling corpses and leaving traces. Ordinary people would find it difficult to find any clues. Yang Ming looked for a long time. If he hadn't seen the fat man die here with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to tell that someone had died here.

"They're really professional..." Yang Ming exclaimed in admiration at the two old men's methods of destroying the evidence.

"What are you looking for???" Yang Ming wandered around in the woods for a while, but Wei Qingqing appeared behind him.

"Oh, it's nothing..." Yang Mingcai wouldn't tell Wei Qingqing that someone had died in the hot spring valley; that would only scare her.

"You agreed to make the school uniforms?" Wei Qingqing asked.

"Of course I agreed..." Yang Ming nodded and said.

"Only 400,000 yuan? Is that even meaningful? When we supply Aunt Zhang and the others with goods, we earn more than that in one go..." Wei Qingqing said.

"Hehe, you've got high standards now, you're not even interested in a few hundred thousand..." Yang Ming chuckled. "You know, even you don't think much of it, so of course I'm even less interested. I didn't take this deal for the money..."

"Then why???" Wei Qingqing was puzzled. Isn't the purpose of doing business to make money?

"Of course, it's to increase the popularity of Hanfu. As long as the popularity of Hanfu increases, our clothing company will have a steady stream of customers..." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"I'm afraid it's more than that???" Wei Qingqing is a smart person, and it's easy for her to think of other things from one example.

"Of course, we should promote our traditional clothing so that more Chinese people will recognize it and make it truly our national dress..." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"I'm afraid this last objective is your main objective, isn't it?" Wei Qingqing pouted and said.

"Well, the one who understands me best is still my Qingqing..." Yang Ming scratched his head awkwardly.

"Hmph... Although Aunt Liu's skills are exquisite, her output is too low, and she doesn't earn much money in a month. Now that Aunt Liu is yours, she can just ask you for money whenever she wants. Whether she makes Hanfu or not, she won't starve..." Wei Qingqing's tone was quite sour.

"Hey, Qingqing, watch your mouth! When did Aunt Liu become mine?" Yang Ming said awkwardly.

"I've hugged you, I've touched you, and we're just one hymen away from being broken. Doesn't that mean I'm still yours? Wait, Aunt Liu already has a child, so that hymen is long gone..." Wei Qingqing pouted and said unhappily.

"I'm so wronged! Aunt Liu isn't mine, she's yours. I've noticed that Aunt Liu is actually more clingy to you. Because we're so close, that's why she's so close to me. Come to think of it, this is all your fault..." Yang Ming cried out in protest.

"I caused this??? Yang Ming, I've discovered that you've learned to turn the tables on others..." Wei Qingqing's beautiful eyes widened.

"I'm turning the tables on you??? You're not kidding, are you??? Think about it carefully, is there any difference between how Aunt Liu treats you and how she treats me???" Yang Ming said, pursing his lips.

"Different places???" Wei Qingqing raised her eyebrows, and Zhen Ge recalled.

"What is her attitude towards you? And what is her attitude towards me?" Yang Ming slowly guided the conversation.

"What's her attitude towards me??? She's really mean to me, she's always bullying me..." Wei Qingqing concluded.

"You're heartless. You're pregnant, and you always ask her for help. Has she ever refused? Even if she said she refused, she still did it anyway. Her pregnancy lasted longer than yours..." Yang Ming said.

"Yes, that's really the case..." Wei Qingqing smiled a little embarrassedly.

"You two often bicker and argue. You've been fighting for so long, but I've never seen you two have a falling out. On the contrary, the more you fight, the closer you become, and the more you quarrel, the more inseparable you become..." Yang Ming said.

"Um..." Wei Qingqing's face flushed red as she glanced at Yang Ming. "Honey, I'm not a lesbian..."

"Of course I believe you..." Yang Ming nodded heavily.

"Then, I'll keep my distance from Aunt Liu from now on, okay?" Wei Qingqing said.

"It's not that bad. You just need to guide Liu Sao slowly and get your relationship on the right track, and that will be fine..." Yang Ming said.

"Yes, yes, don't worry, honey. I will make sure Aunt Liu realizes her mistakes..." Wei Qingqing said, her expression quite solemn.

"That's good..." Yang Ming nodded. "Do you want to see me buy machine-woven clothes?"

Yes, that's right, it's for weaving clothes. Yang Ming's textile machine actually has another special function: with the assistance of high-end electronic intelligence, it can directly process some simple-shaped clothes. Coincidentally, Hanfu is a type of simple-shaped clothing.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Hanfu is simple to make, but rather that what people need is not the kind of Hanfu with complicated craftsmanship.

"Yes..." Wei Qingqing certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity to observe.

So the two wandered around the woods a few times and then completely disappeared.

Inside the spacious spaceship, Yang Ming and Wei Qingqing sat quietly in the main living room, where soft lighting from all directions illuminated the entire space, leaving no shadows.

The living room wasn't large, but it wasn't small either, about two thousand square meters. In the very center, there was a large round table, and around the table were eight high-backed chairs. Yang Ming and Wei Qingqing, the young couple, were sitting in the high-backed chairs.

"Alright, go ahead and do it..." Wei Qingqing urged.

"Okay..." Yang Ming replied and instructed Ya Ya to start working.

Soon, Ya Ya bought a hundred fully automatic textile machines, and Yang Ming immediately took them out and gradually filled the empty living room.

Yang Ming's warehouse contains a large amount of cotton, all of which he grew using the space on his farm. Originally, silk was used to make Hanfu, so this cotton was not needed at all and had been piling up in the warehouse. Now it has come in handy and can be used to make Hanfu.

Yang Ming first used his notebook to copy the tables containing the students' data and the design drawings of the Confucian robes directly to his large landowner farm space ring. Then, through the ring's advanced intelligent assistant, he controlled all the fully automatic textile machines in the living room.

The design drawings for the Confucian robes were obtained from Aunt Liu.

Suddenly, all the displays on the textile machines started flashing green. Yang Ming didn't hold back and stuffed all the cotton into the machines. The machines started running, and after he had filled all the machines with cotton, the first machine produced fabric from the outlet.

This is a finished Hanfu. The white fabric is soft and smooth, without a single loose thread. It is so seamless that it is practically flawless.

Along with it came a pure white undershirt. Compared to the deep robe, this undershirt was lighter and thinner, but it was very tight and looked and felt heavy.

Next came the black boots and hat. The boots had patchwork soles, which were thick yet comfortable. The hat was also very breathable and stood tall, giving it a rather imposing look.

"Would you like to try this on?" Yang Ming asked Wei Qingqing, holding up the Hanfu.

"No need, it doesn't fit me anyway..." Wei Qingqing waved her hand and said.

"It's nothing special, it wouldn't suit anyone..." Yang Ming saw that Wei Qingqing wasn't going to try it on, so he didn't force her. He just looked at the Hanfu and saw what made it special.

The mid-laners were all pure white and had nothing special about them, but the deep-colored robes were different. Apart from a black line along the collar, there were two lines of black characters on the left chest. The upper line was slightly larger and had the school's name written on it, while the lower line was slightly smaller and had the student's name written on it.

"To say that a perfectly suitable Hanfu has to go through Aunt Liu's hands, I still don't know how Aunt Liu made the Hanfu..." Yang Ming said.

"Who knows? She always says it's based on her experience or something, but she's only in her thirties and has been raising children for several years. I really don't know where she got her experience from..." Wei Qingqing thought for a moment and shook her head slightly.

"Yes, it is a bit eerie..." Yang Ming nodded.

"Do you think that Aunt Liu might actually be a monster? She looks only in her thirties, but in reality, she's several hundred years old. Is Xiao Bao'er actually the poor little thing she secretly kidnapped in order to enter human society?" Wei Qingqing boldly speculated.

"This..." Yang Ming was sweating profusely. He really hadn't expected Wei Qingqing to have such a rich imagination. No, it wasn't just imagination anymore; it was close to the admission criteria for a mental hospital.

"Do you think it's possible???" Wei Qingqing asked excitedly.

"This one???" Yang Ming pondered, beads of sweat tumbling down his face, landing on his Hanfu and being absorbed directly by the fabric.

"Tell me, tell me..." Wei Qingqing urged with great interest.

"That's actually possible..." Yang Ming nodded vigorously.

"Really???" Wei Qingqing's voice trembled with excitement.

"Mmm..." Yang Ming nodded repeatedly, "That's really hard to say. What you guessed might actually be true..."

"Honey, you're amazing! You saw through Aunt Liu's true colors right away..." Wei Qingqing gave Yang Ming a thumbs up.

"What's going on??? What did I expose???" Yang Ming asked, puzzled.

"Exposing Aunt Liu's true colors, huh? Aunt Liu looks like a wolfish young woman in her thirties, but she's actually a witch of unknown age. She's been persecuting our poor little one, Xiao Bao'er..." Wei Qingqing said in a serious tone.

"Huh???" Yang Ming was speechless, dumbfounded.

"What?! Luckily, the world's number one expert and the police live in our house now, otherwise, why don't we rid the world of this scourge?" Wei Qingqing's expression was serious and compassionate, as if she had been transformed into a savior for a moment, looking very righteous.

"I'm telling you, stop being crazy, okay??? If Aunt Liu heard what you just said, she'd tear your mouth apart..." Yang Ming was sweating profusely.

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