Tragedy of Time Traveling Companion Reading

Although Han Yan felt that sugar making was not a technical job, he overestimated the efficiency of purely manual work in ancient times. When he saw white sugar, it was already two days later.At the same time, Han Tuidang greeted him with a dignified face.

"Grandpa, what's the matter with you?" Han Yan was really curious, what could make the smiling old fox of her family black.

"Ayan, tell grandpa who gave you this method of making sugar." Han Tuidang asked solemnly.

"No one!" Han Yan scratched her head pretending to be puzzled. "Do you still remember the time I was sick? In my dream, I seemed to be taken to a magical place by a white-bearded grandfather. I saw all these things there."

Han Yan said, her big eyes blinked innocently.People in ancient times were still in awe of ghosts and gods. It is better to shirk this kind of thing that cannot be explained to the gods!

"Ayan, remember, don't say such things in the future, you know?" Sure enough, Han Tuidang no longer asked Han Yan, but ordered with a solemn expression.

"Yeah!" Han Yan nodded obediently.

"Ayan..." After a moment of silence, Han Tuidang suddenly spoke.

"Grandpa?" Han Yan secretly rolled her eyes helplessly, not knowing what happened to her grandpa today.

"Ayan, take this." Han Duodang thought for a while, then took out a stack of sheepskins from his arms, and stuffed them into Han Yan's hands.

Suspiciously looking at the things in his hand, Han Yan looked at Han Tuidang in a very puzzled second: "Grandpa...?"

Why did you give me the two shops on Changjie?

"Ayan, the white granulated sugar you made tastes very good, not much better than honey. Grandpa ordered a few servants to open two shops on Long Street to sell this white sugar directly." Han As he said that, he patted Han Yan's shoulder with his big hand.

"But..." Why did you give this shop to me instead of returning it to the public?

Han Yan didn't ask the following words, not only because it was not asked by a child of his age, but also because he was moved... Han Tuidang, he was really kind to him.

"Ayan! It's a pity that you are a bastard!" Han Tuidang said suddenly.Then, as if feeling that he had lost his composure, he immediately changed the subject. "This white granulated sugar is your own, so you keep it yourself."

"...But I want to give it to grandpa." Han Yan thought for a while and said.He was afraid that Han Tui would be in trouble because of this matter.After all, although he is the patriarch, he is not the only grandson in the Gonggaohou Mansion, and Han Ze, his direct relative, is still there...

The most important thing is that he has a lot of things in his mind, which is not bad at all.

"Ah Yan's is grandpa's, isn't it true that Ah Yan won't let grandpa eat sugar after she has a shop?" Han Tiaodang joked with a smile.

"Then put this with Grandpa!" Han Yan said, and stuffed the shop title deed into Han Duidang's arms.After all, this is a shop that Han Tiaodang paid for from the public, and Han Yan doesn't want to touch it, so as not to cause trouble in the future.However, after what Han Tuidang said, Han Yan has some intentions to buy his own property.Although money is not everything, but without money is absolutely impossible.

Now pretending to be naive, he said: "Grandpa, is it fun to set up a shop?"

Han Tuidang immediately laughed when he heard Han Yan's immature question. "Why would Ah Yan ask this question?"

"Because Ah Yan is so boring recently! If building a shop is fun, Ah Yan will also buy a shop." Han Yan said with her head tilted.

"Oh? Then what kind of shop does Ah Yan want to build?" Han Tuidang took advantage of the opportunity and sat down on the couch beside him, holding Han Yan in his arms and asking.

"Grandpa, do you think the dishes I cook for you every day are delicious?" Han Yan looked at Han Tuidang and asked.

"You want to...?" Han Tui's heart skipped a beat.

"Yes!" Han Yan's peach blossom eyes completed the crescent moon, and she was charmingly naive. "Ayan thinks that if grandpa likes to eat, other people must like to eat too!"

"That's a good idea." Han Tuidang nodded, "Then grandpa..."

"Grandpa, Ah Yan doesn't want grandpa to pay for it." Han Yan said seriously: "Ah Yan wants to make money to honor grandpa, how can I let grandpa pay for Ah Yan? Ah Yan wants to pay for it herself."

"But where did you get the money?" Han Tui asked with a smile.It's one thing for him not to be Han Yan's words, just talk about it casually as a child.

"Grandpa, do you think the things in Ah Yan's house are valuable?" Han Yan tilted her head and said innocently.I remember a novel I read in later generations. In order to put the purchased property under his own name, the male protagonist used the decorations in his house as a shop for buying.

What Han Yan said was childish, but Han Tui thought it seriously.He is getting older, and there will always be a day when he will not be able to take care of Han Yan.This grandson who has been raised by his side since he was a child, originally just saw him being used by his mother at a young age and couldn't bear to take him by his side.Who knows that Han Yan is really a good child, and a person like him who has experienced the world is moved by his innocence.Anyway, they are all my grandsons, so it is best to take care of him.

"Then Ah Yan wants to pawn all the things in her house to buy a shop? But then there will be nothing in Ah Yan's house." Han Tuidang said casually.

"It doesn't matter, I will earn back in the future." Han Yan said confidently.

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Within two days, Han Tuidang ordered the manager to pawn all the things in Han Yan's house.In the end, about 1 taels of silver were exchanged, which was used to set up a shop for Han Yan.The location is in the most prosperous area of ​​Chang'an, and one of them, Han Yan, wants to turn it into a high-end hotel for future generations.Afterwards, Han Yan went to the shop to have a look, and when she came back, she locked herself in the study, designed a set of architectural plans according to the memory of later generations, and handed them over to the craftsmen. After about a month, after the decoration was completed.It is time to choose the opening day.

During this period, Han Yan selected dozens of dishes from the Man-Han Banquet from his memory, and several masters who had been studying with Han Yan all day were given Han Yan's name with a swipe of his hand.Now there is even a cook.And Han Tuidang drew two people from his personal guards to act as Han Yan's shopkeepers outside.Han Yan laughed and said that this was considered an agent of the Han Dynasty.

Find a feng shui master to calculate an auspicious day, and Han Zhuang is ready to open for business when everything is ready.

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"What, no firecrackers?" The day before the opening, Han Yan casually asked, only to realize that there are no firecrackers in this era.Looking at Han Zhong with a dazed face, he looked a little depressed.

"I really haven't heard of the small one." Han Zhong responded cautiously.As early as when I was with Lord Hou, I heard that the second son was very capable of tossing around.It is estimated that it will be tossing again at this moment.

"It wouldn't be exciting without firecrackers!" Han Yan muttered.He did recall that the earliest document recording firecrackers was "Jingchu Sui Shi Ji", which was already in the Northern and Southern Dynasties at that time.

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After a while, Han Zhong walked out of Han Yan's study with a blank expression on his face.Following his instructions to a group of servants, everyone knew that the Second Young Master was about to make trouble again...

"Saltpeter, sulfur, bamboo charcoal, bamboo, egg white..." Han Yan looked at the neatly arranged materials in front of him, and lit them all.

"Saltpeter 7.5, sulfur 1, charcoal 1.5... Then go and get me that scale. I want to measure the medicinal materials in the pharmacy." Han Yan said, waving her hand to signal Han Zhong to do it quickly.

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An hour later, Han Yan took Han Zhong and others out of the mansion, and everyone in the mansion knew that the second son had created something new, so they followed behind in twos and threes.

When she arrived at the gate, Han Yan looked at passers-by passing by in twos and threes outside the gate, and waved her hand to signal Han Zhong to clear the scene.After there were no figures within a hundred meters, he took out a bamboo tube filled with gunpowder from his bosom——

"Wait!" Han Zhong said suddenly. "This thing is too dangerous, let the little one do it!"

"Uh..." Han Yan looked at the firecracker in her hand that was magnified about ten times, and then at the tall and burly Han Zhong.Still handing the firecrackers to Han Zhong, he said worriedly: "Remember, run away ten meters away immediately after lighting!"

"Kindly remember." Han Zhong said solemnly.Then he took out a bag of fine sand from his arms and poured it on the ground, and inserted the firecrackers on the fine sand.Han Yan retreated to the door, waiting for Han Zhong to light the firecrackers...

"Boom..." There was a loud noise, and the gate of Gonggao Hou's mansion was filled with howls of shock. People watching the excitement at the gate ran around, and even Han Yan was so frightened that he almost couldn't stand and sat on the ground.And Han Zhong, who lit the firecrackers, was stunned for a long time with a frightened expression on his face.

"Hiss...why is it so loud? Maybe it's because you put too much gunpowder!" Han Yan shook her head and thought to herself.Before she could figure out what was going on, Han Yan almost jumped up with a loud drink.

"Ayan, what did you do again?"