In the years of ancient traders

Two days after Ananna's incident, Linzhou Mushengtang tried them. Those people were sentenced to exile and went to Lila Mountain to mine limestone, and the land they reclaimed privately was also taken back by the government.

"Song Silang, don't worry, I have already informed the county magistrates along the way. If there are such troublemakers, I will definitely find out early, and I will never let my brother fall into danger again." After the matter was settled, Lin Zhoumu came to visit him personally .

"Master Zhou Mu, don't worry, Anan is good at kung fu, they can't hurt him." Song Shu said.

"Brother Ling is very skilled. I don't know if he has joined the army or something?" Lin Zhoumu probed. He had noticed that several people around Song Shu were Lianjiazi, but they were not like ordinary rivers and lakes. They are all awe-inspiring and upright, as if they came out of the regular army.

And this Song Anan is even better.

He is serious about his words and smiles, and he is also like the invincible little general of the Yicheng Army in the rumors.

His family is also a well-known family, with some influence, Yicheng also knows a thing or two about things there.It was heard that Song Silang had a close relationship with the Yin family, the governor of Yicheng Jiedu, and had even taken in his youngest son, Yin Min.

Song Anan, Yin Min.

Maybe, brother is fake, ally is real.

The Yicheng army is strong and the imperial court is weak, so he has to plan for himself early.Although Song Silang is only a merchant, but if his relationship with the Yin family is true, no matter how you look at it, he is a big tree!

When Lin Zhoumu was in Song Zhai, Song Anan was sending Yin Sheng away.

"Second brother is leaving, don't you laugh?" Yin Sheng led the horse, and immediately hung his medicine box.

"Go well." Song Anan said.

"Tsk, no wonder people think they are fools." Yin Sheng shook his head.

"Get lost." Song Anan clenched his fists.

"No, second brother can't beat you, but second brother has to remind you, since you like someone, take the initiative, like a piece of wood, be careful that your wife is snatched away." After Yin Sheng finished speaking, he immediately got on his horse, "Second brother Brother is gone, take care of yourself!"

Yin Sheng galloped away with his horse, Song Anan watched him leave, and turned around and left after a while.

A new batch of limestone has arrived, and a lot of mud from the Xianghe River has been dug up. The cement workshop has recruited some workers to burn cement day and night.

"Boss, there are 19 newly recruited workers in the cement workshop. Each person is five hundred yuan per month, including board and lodging and new clothes for the four seasons. In this way, it will cost at least one thousand yuan a month on these workers. Wen. This does not include the cost of digging limestone in Lizhou and excavating mud in the Xianghe River, and the cost of transportation is also very high.” Early in the morning, Fang the manager of the cement house went to Song’s house and came to cry with Song Shu , "These items don't seem to be worth much, but they add up to a lot. It's like this every month. This cement house doesn't make money. The money you invested in last month is about to be used up."

Steward Fang has been insomnia for three or four days because of this. He came from a bitter background and was originally in charge of the soybean oil factory. Because he was careful and hardworking, he was assigned by Song Shu to manage the cement factory.

Now Song Ji's family is not the only one making soybean oil, so the soybean oil workshop in Linzhou City is not as thriving as it was in Xianghe Village back then, but it is still a time-honored brand in soybean oil, and its business has always been good.

The workshop makes a lot of money, and his manager is also honorable.

But since he was transferred to manage the cement workshop, let alone making money, he saw the money rushing out every day.

Not only that, but the owner has absolutely no intention of increasing revenue and reducing expenditure. This month, he has added [-] people to burn cement day and night for road construction.

Seeing that the money in the cement workshop was about to run out again, he, the manager, had to be nervous, and when he was nervous, he would have trouble sleeping day and night.

"It's hard work for the steward." Song Shu glanced through the account details sent by steward Fang, and he was very satisfied that every transaction was clearly listed, and there was no sign of extravagance and abuse.

"Then... this money," Steward Fang rubbed his hands, "It's really all about the money, that's why it's used up so quickly. Look..."

"Don't worry about this, I've sent someone to deliver it, and it will arrive around tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Song Shu said.

Steward Fang let out a long sigh: "Boss, I've been in Song Ji for some years, and it's not pleasant to talk too much. You are neither a royal family nor an official. What do you have to do to build this road? It's a waste of money."

"It does cost money, but you know that this road runs through Linzhou and Luzhou. There are five counties, two markets, and 38 villages along the way. These county towns, marketplaces, and villages can lead to thousands of county towns, Once the markets and villages are connected, these people will have a lot of opportunities to work and make money." Song Shu said, "This road itself does not make money, but it can allow people and money to flow. If the entire Jianghuai, and even The whole of China is flowing, so every family can live a good life without worrying about food and clothing?"

Fang Guanshi didn't know what to say for a while, he was not a articulate person, but now he was so shocked that he heard Song Shu's grand blueprint.

After organizing for a long time, he finally said: "The boss has the heart to help the world, and also has the talent to help the world, the small ones are ashamed."

"Why should you be ashamed?" Song Shu stood up, walked around to the place where the steward was standing opposite the desk, and patted him on the shoulder, "Taking care of the cement workshop for me is a good deed for the world."

"Yes." In an instant, steward Fang's heart was full of pride, and this little steward seemed to be an important position that could save the world and the people.

Steward Fang left full of pride and returned to work.

Song Shu sat down, all these years in business, he is really good at fooling people.

He scratched his head, Fang Guanshi was worried, why didn't he know, and why wasn't he worried?

From ancient times to the present, road construction is generally done by the government, because it requires huge manpower and material resources, and he is just a wealthy businessman now, so it is really not that easy to do this road construction.

Fortunately, he is not alone.

Yin Heng has already sent a letter, escorting some of the money he saved in Yicheng for him, including money and silk from Yicheng's army.It's just that it's not convenient for them to show up, so they had to mix it with Song Shu's money. Communications are not developed these days, and after thousands of mountains and rivers have been transported, it has long been difficult to distinguish between you and me.

After Steward Fang left, the stewards of several other workshops also came in to report one by one.In addition, there is Li accountant who manages his private accounts.Many of Song Shu's businesses are joint-stock, and not all the profits he gets can be used by himself.

The expenses of the cement workshop this time were all taken from his personal accounts. Seeing the interest money from several businesses being used up as soon as they came in, Song Shu felt nervous.

This is just the beginning. When the road construction project is fully rolled out, and there are so many workers who have to pay for food and lodging, it will be a lot of money.

Really sad.

Song Shu rubbed his eyebrows.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Song Shu half-opened his eyes, seeing that it was Anan, he didn't pay much attention.

"Tired?" Anan asked.

Song Shu snorted softly, and Anan consciously came over and gently rubbed his temples.

"Tell me, can this road really be repaired?" Song Shu asked with a nasal tone.

He couldn't say these things to the stewards below, and there was no need to complain to Yin Heng, but in front of Song Anan, he had no worries.

"Yes." Song Anan said.

"Okay, you can do it if you say so." Song Shu couldn't help laughing, "Come out with me for a walk and relax."

"Go by yourself." Song Anan said.

"What's the matter?" Song Shu opened his eyes and looked up at him.

"En." Song Anan said, but didn't say anything.

Song Shu didn't know what was going on with him, but he was a general anyway, even if he wasn't in the army, it was normal to have some official duties to deal with.Song Shu didn't force it, and rode out on his own for a stroll.

After running around the city twice, Song Shu stopped in the east of the city.

Although this place is outside the city wall, it is also lively. There are small vendors and restaurants, and there are even many houses, as well as people from nearby villages who come to sell grain and vegetables.

Behind a row of small vendors, there is a large open space.

This place is square, which is not bad.Seeing that none of these small vendors have put their stalls on it, it looks like they have their own owners.

He dismounted and took a closer look.

A sign was inserted on the ground, which read "Private land, do not occupy it", and the inscription below it was actually Song Ji.

When did you buy this land?

Song Shu couldn't remember for a while.

When Paoma was about to get home, he remembered that this was a merchant who was in a hurry to go home two years ago. Song Shu saw that it was okay, so he bought it, which solved the urgent need of the merchant.

It's just that he had enough land at that time, so he didn't develop it here.

Two years later, this area is already so prosperous. When the Lulin Straight Road is opened, maybe this Linzhou City will be divided into the second, third and fourth rings like a modern city.

"Anan." Song Shu called out as soon as he entered the door.

The butler rushed to greet him and said that Young Master Nan was in the study, so he looked for it, but he opened the door and entered but saw no one.

The pen and ink on the table looked like someone had touched it, and there was a piece of paper spread out on it.

Song Shu glanced at it, it was Anan's handwriting.

This kid, put here carelessly, is not afraid of being looked at by others.

Song Shu tried to tidy him up, but he couldn't help reading a few words.

Song Anan came back from the hut, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Shu reading the letter he had just written.

"Don't look." Song Anan strode over, trying to grab the letter paper.

Song Shu retracted his hand behind his back, and Song Anan took advantage of it.

"It's late, I've seen it all." Song Shu said.

"I..." Song Anan wanted to explain a few words, but he didn't know where to start.

"How do you know I'm short of people?" Song Shu asked, unfolding the letter again, and reading it carefully in front of Song Anan.

"I heard it." Anan said, "Return the letter to me."

"No." Song Shu said, "Are you eavesdropping on my conversation with the steward?"

Anan: "No. It's loud."

He has good hearing, Song Shu is talking to the steward in the study, and he is practicing boxing in the yard, so he can hear it if he pays attention.

"Oh," Song Shu shook the letter paper, "so you wrote to me to share your worries?"

Song Anan's face immediately turned red.

The letter was written to Yin Heng, and the content was very brief, asking Yin Heng to send two hundred people to help Song Shu build the road.He also specially reminded them to bring their tents and bedding together.

Just now when Song Anan heard that Song Shu was short of manpower and money seemed to be quite nervous, he thought that since his family hadn't fought any wars recently, it wouldn't be a problem to transfer two hundred from his battalion.Anyway, staying in Hengzhou is also a waste of military rations, so why not come over and do something.

These people are paid by the army, so they don't need to pay extra wages. If they also bring their camp tents and bedding, they don't need to arrange accommodation, and they can only provide three meals at most, which can save money compared to ordinary hired workers.

Song Anan made up his own mind, and hadn't figured out how to tell Song Shu, but was caught suddenly, feeling a little overwhelmed.

And Song Shu looked at him in a slightly different way than usual.

Song Shu: "I just asked Pang Liulang to issue a notice to recruit people. How can I arrange for you to call 200 people suddenly like this? Isn't it just asking for trouble for me?"

Song Shu turned his back when he was speaking, Song Anan couldn't see his expression and panicked.

Song Anan: "...I want to help you."

Song Shu: "Why do you want to help me?"

"Because..." Song Anan stopped in the middle of speaking.

He stepped forward to get behind Song Shu, took his hand and shook it.

"You know." Song Anan said.

"You!" Song Shu turned around abruptly, his brows and eyes were ready to go mad, but he met Song Anan's eyes.Those eyes seemed to be filled with stars, flickering, as if they could shine.

boo.

Song Shu was stunned, and his lips felt hot.

The heat was fleeting, but it dyed Song Shu's face red, down to the base of his neck.

"Little bastard." Song Shu came back to his senses, stood on tiptoe and wanted to kiss him, but Song Anan was one step ahead of him, held on to the window frame, trapped him between himself and the window, and lowered his head to bite his lips.

"Butler, is my master in the study?" Outside the door, Pang Liulang's loud voice sounded from far to near.

"Steward Pang, take it easy, my boss is resting." The butler said, stopping Pang Liulang with a smile.

rest?

Pang Liulang glanced at the main room, the door was wide open, where did he seem to be resting?

Butler: "Master, I was worried about the road construction yesterday, and I'm resting in the small study right now. Steward Pang should come back later."

Pang Liulang looked at the small study again, and it was true that the doors and windows were closed.

"Then please give this to the boss for review, and I will come back later." Pang Liulang handed the written notice to the butler, and then looked at the small study room, wondering if it was his illusion, there seemed to be a shadow swaying there .

"Little bastard." Afraid of being heard by Pang Liulang, Song Shu mouthed.

Song Anan didn't seem to notice, and before he finished cursing, he kissed him again.Song Shu whimpered twice in protest, but Song Anan didn't let go, but just led his hand around his neck, held Song Shu's head and kissed him deeply.

"Then I'll go first." Pang Liulang turned and went out.

The butler watched him go out, breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the notice in his hand, he should put it away first, and he didn't know how long the host would "rest".

He went out to do some errands, and when he came back, it was already evening, but there was no movement in the large kitchen in the backyard, but smoke was rising from the small kitchen used by the owner in front.

"My boss is cooking?" the housekeeper asked Aunt Wang who was in charge of cooking.

Aunt Wang: "Yes, my boss asked me to buy some vegetables, and Young Master Nan even killed a chicken. Songji Restaurant will deliver food later, so we won't start the fire."

It seems that I can only eat outside food today.thought the butler.

He was a little curious, the boss had finished "resting", and wanted to make up for Young Master Nan?

It just so happened that Pang Liulang hadn't shown Song Shu the notice, so he used this excuse to go to the small kitchen.

"...When cooking three cups of chicken, instead of soup, there is one cup of rice wine, one cup of lard, and one cup of soy sauce, so it is called three cups of chicken." The housekeeper walked into the small kitchen and saw Song Shu sitting on an armchair, talking.

This armchair should have been brought from the main hall. This chair is made of high-quality mahogany, and it is really not light.

"Boss." The housekeeper shouted, and leaned over with the notice Pang Liulang gave him. "This is the recruitment notice drafted by Steward Pang. Please take a look at it."

Song Shu leaned on the cushion, turned his head lazily, and waved his hands: "Tell him for me, thank you, this notice will not be used for now, and two hundred strong laborers will come from Yicheng in two days. I will tell him how to distribute it."

When Song Shu came to the state, Pang Liulang gave up his well-developed sales network and followed Song Shu to Jianghuai to develop the market.Three years later, he is now Song Shu's deputy, taking care of many things for him.

"Hey, I'll tell him." The housekeeper said.

"Anan, don't rush to light the fire, cut up the chicken first." Song Shu suddenly said to Song Anan.

With his words, the housekeeper finally dared to use the public service for his own benefit, and turned his attention to Song Anan.Others don't know who this is, but he does know that this is the son of the well-known Yicheng Jiedushi, Yin Min.

Although he is just a general now, if Yin Rong ascends the throne in the future, he will be His Royal Highness the Prince.

And what is his boss doing?

He was instructing the future prince to cut up chicken nuggets!

"Don't want the chicken head, throw it away, and throw away the buttocks too." Song Shu said again, he changed his posture, lifted the cushion up, and supported his waist, "Chop it up, wash it, put it in a bowl, Add cooking wine, white pepper, sliced ​​ginger and garlic and mix well. What else do you need, housekeeper?"

Song Shu commanded a few words, then remembered that the butler was still there, and regardless of Song Anan's displeasure, he started talking to the butler.

"Yes, there are a few more things to do." The butler said cautiously. In fact, it was not an urgent matter, but it was really interesting to see the little general who had made great achievements in battle being directed around in the kitchen. He couldn't help but find something to say. Come to report to Song Shu, so that I can watch for a while longer.

Song Shu responded, telling him to wait a moment, and directed Song Anan again.

"Stop! Is cooking wine added like that? You want to get me drunk." Song Shu said, "Force me out."

"En." Song Anan responded, and the housekeeper trembled, as if he was being targeted by something terrible.

"That... Boss, it doesn't matter too much, I..."

Halfway through the butler's speech, Song Shu turned his head with a smile on his face: "It's okay, he does his thing, you say yours."

The housekeeper wanted to cry, but he blamed himself for being too gossip, otherwise how could he have ended up in this situation, he just begged the little general not to take his anger out on him.The housekeeper didn't dare to look at Song Anan's place anymore, he straightened his mind, and reported a few trivial matters in the house to Song Shu as quickly as possible.

Normally, Song Shu would let him make up his own mind about such trivial matters, and he would just report it later, but today Song Shu rarely had time to spare, so he talked to him in detail and asked many details.

When he was talking to the housekeeper, he didn't forget Song Anan's side, and would give some guidance from time to time.

It wasn't until the Three Cups of Chicken came out of the pot that he finally ended the conversation with the housekeeper.The housekeeper exited the kitchen as quickly as possible as if he had received an amnesty.

After the door was closed, Song Shu stood up, and Song Anan was wiping the sauce splashed on the stove.

"Why are you so silent again? Didn't you know how to speak just now?" Song Shu said.

Song Anan didn't speak.

"There are also vegetables, which are also given to you." Song Shu said, turning around to leave.

Song Anan's movements were always faster than words, he wrapped his hands together, supported the stove, and trapped Song Shu in his arms.

"I'm just telling you." Song Anan said.

"Just tell me? I'm afraid it won't stop." Song Shu said, "Be honest, where did you get that ointment?"

Today's Song Anan has made him more knowledgeable. He thought this kid was very innocent and didn't understand anything, so he wanted to guide him slowly.Unexpectedly, the little brat knew everything, so he was dealt with on the spot, and even the balm for lubrication was readily available.

Not only is he well-prepared, but he can also speak nasty words.

Song Shu was pinched up and down by him, making his whole body sore and limp, and his waist still hurts to this day.

"Second brother gave it." Song Anan was afraid that Song Shu would be really angry, so he replied honestly.

In fact, if he didn't say anything, Song Shu would have guessed that, except for his incomprehensible second brother, who would have the guts to teach Song Anan these things?

"Didn't he teach you that nasty talk?" Otherwise, he would definitely wring Yin Sheng's head off!

"No." Song Anan blushed.

"Where did you hear that?" Song Shu asked.

"No, I'll say it when I'm excited." Song Anan said, his arms tightened a bit, and he leaned against Song Shu, smelling the scent of saponins on his clothes.

Song Shu pinched his hand: "You are really talented."

Song Anan's face froze, and he gasped: "Don't." There was already a plea in his words.

Song Shu: "Don't be so rude in the future, do you hear me?"

"I know." Song Anan said, "Let go, okay?" He was in some pain.

"Hmph." Song Shu let go of him, his face was also a little red.

Although he is a bit reckless, he is not too rude. He is just a novice on the road, and he will inevitably be inconsiderate. It will be better to get used to it slowly in the future.

Song Shu's blush looked so good, Song Anan took advantage of the situation and kissed him.

In the courtyard outside, Aunt Wang walked through the corridor from the backyard and saw the housekeeper rushing towards the backyard, so she asked, "Is the master ready to eat? Is there anything missing? I'll send it to you."

"Don't, don't go there." The butler stopped him, "Master... is resting."

"Rest?" Aunt Wang looked at the sky, she only rested this afternoon, why did she rest again?If you sleep too much during the day, you will suffer from insomnia at night.

"My boss has a lot of work these days, so it's hard to avoid. Let's not go to the front to disturb you." The butler said, half pushing Aunt Wang to the backyard, "Tell those little girls, don't go to the front today, and don't go to the front tomorrow." Also go later in the morning, remember to prepare more porridge for breakfast."

"Hey." Aunt Wang replied.She felt that today's housekeeper was a bit weird, but there was nothing wrong with his order, so she followed his instructions.

The butler was right, and the next day the host really slept until the sun was up, and the young master Anan rarely said a few more words, and asked the serving maid to bring gruel over.The servant girl who came back said that the master didn't get up, and it was the young master Nan who brought it into the inner room for the master to drink.

"Aunt Wang, is my master sick? Let's go get a doctor." The little maid was only fourteen and didn't understand human affairs, so she thought Song Shu was not feeling well and was a little worried.

"No, you go and prepare some hot water, the owner may pass it on later." Aunt Wang said.

She is someone who has been here, and when she saw the situation this morning, she understood in her heart.I heard that Young Master Nan's family has some background, but the housekeeper didn't say who it was. It seems that he is good to his master, and last night he personally killed a chicken for cooking.

As long as you treat your boss well, it doesn't matter who he is, their boss has a lot of money, are you afraid that you won't be able to marry him?

Aunt Wang happily went back to the backyard, went into the big kitchen, and made soup for Song Shu and Anan to nourish their bodies.

"A bowl of soup cakes with mixed vegetables!" In a topping soup cake shop in the north of Linzhou City, the shopkeeper shouted, and someone came to serve soup cakes immediately.

Several tables in the shop were full of people, each eating in full swing.

At the table near the door, one person took off his bamboo hat, asked the shopkeeper for the soup cake he wanted, then sat down and said to the person who was sharing the table: "Brother, do you know where Song Ji's construction site is?"

"Song Ji's construction site?" the man repeated, with the soup cake still in his mouth, looking a little stupid.

"You don't know? I heard that Song Silang opened another piece of land and plans to recruit workers. I don't know if it's a new workshop. I came up from the county and want to apply for it." At the beginning, the man said humanely.

"I know." A person at the next table said, "But the construction site is not recruiting. Song Silang has found hundreds of strong laborers from somewhere, and they have already set up tents beside the construction site."

"I heard it's from Yicheng." Another guest who had just entered also interjected.

"Not recruiting?" The person who asked the question at first was a little disappointed, "If I knew it, I wouldn't have come."

"Brother, don't be sad, this Linzhou city..." The person next to him was a local, and enthusiastically talked about the places in the city where it is easy to find a job.In the past few years, Linzhou has developed very well. Apart from Song Ji, there are many good places to work.Everyone talked about it, and the person who came from the county to find a job listened carefully.

"I didn't even know the Song family opened a new construction site," the others were still discussing about Song Ji, "Where is it? What is Song Silang planning to do?"

"It seems to be in the east of the city. I heard from my neighbor that he set up a stall in that area."

"But to build a new workshop? I see that Song Silang's road construction project will definitely cost money. He probably found some way to make money again."

"If you ask me, Song Silang shouldn't be in such a hurry. It costs a lot of money to build roads, and building a new workshop may not immediately make money, and a lot of new workers have to be recruited." Another person said, "You know, these days The food in Song Ji’s staff cafeteria has deteriorated, and there used to be two big meat and five small meat in a meal, but now there is only one big meat and two small meat, and even vegetables are only eaten locally, not from other places.”

"Maybe Song Silang has a good idea? I heard that his bean sprouts were priced at gold when he first started selling them. If he can produce something like this again, wouldn't the money for road construction be solved in a short while?"

"If you want me to say, what are we worrying about? Take a look in your bowl, is there any big meat? No matter how bad the food in Songji canteen is, it is better than ours, let alone Song Silang."

"That's right, eat soup cakes, and go out to the stall after eating, so why bother?"

After this person finished speaking, the others thought it was true, so they stopped talking and concentrated on eating, and they had to continue working to make money in the afternoon.

Since that day, Song Shu and Anan didn't go out for a few days. Pang Liulang sent a message early this morning, saying that the people from Yicheng had arrived, and Song Shu urged Anan to get dressed quickly.

After lunch, Song Shu was about to go out, and Song Anan naturally followed.

"Where's your horse?" In the stable at the back, Song Shu's horse stayed there, but Song Anan's was gone.

"Let's go." Song Anan said.

"Leaving?" Song Shu couldn't believe it, he was a war horse, could he just run away casually?

"Well, hurry up and let it go." Song Anan said.

The letter that Yin Heng sent someone over last time, he sent someone to send it back urgently at [-] miles away. Because his horse is the best, he let them take it away. I guess he will be grazing at some station at the moment .

Eight hundred miles in a hurry... Song Shu was ashamed, no wonder the people from Yin Heng's place came so quickly.

Song Anan felt that his decision was really smart. His horse was taken away, and only Song Shu was left in the family. Now that they were all going out, wouldn't they have to share a ride?

Before Song Shu could react, Song Anan had already got on his horse, stretched out his hand to Song Shu and said, "Come up."

Song Shu raised his head, and the sun fell just right, Song Anan's whole body seemed to be shrouded in golden light, so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.

He took Song Anan's hand, got on the horse and sat in front of him.

Those who don't dare to look directly are others, he doesn't care how dazzling he is, how eye-catching, this is his Anan, and will always be.

Song Anan embraced Song Shu and pulled up the reins.

His breath brushed against Song Shu's ear, delicately, making it itchy.

"Isn't that Shopkeeper Song?"

"Who is riding the horse?"

"His younger brother Song Anan!"

"Is that the one who was a little stupid and was almost kidnapped?"

"Hey, why are you so stupid? Didn't you hear that he tied up those people and went to the yamen? No wonder he's stupid!"

"That's right, I heard that he is not Song Silang's younger brother. The fifth and sixth sons of the Song family are all girls, and the seventh son is only eight years old. He is not in the Song family's ranking at all. What kind of brother?"

"Then they..."

The noise on the street was even worse. Even with Song Anan's hearing ability, if he didn't listen carefully, he couldn't hear it very clearly.What's more, Song Shu was sitting in front of him, and his full attention was on Song Shu, and he didn't even hear someone call him stupid.

"Sleepy?" He asked when he saw that Song Shu's head was shaking and he was a little drowsy.

Song Shu responded vaguely, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Song Anan straightened up, let Song Shu lean on him, and the horse slowed down, walking towards the east of the city.

"Look at this, it's clearly not a brother, but a lover." Someone whispered.

In the Jianghuai area, the etiquette is not strict, and it is not uncommon for the two men to get along well. Some people say this and no one scolds them, but some people think it is incredible.

Song Shu nested in Song Anan's arms and slept peacefully. He didn't hear any words on the street, but Song Anan did hear them, and he raised the corner of his mouth triumphantly.

lover.He likes this title.

Slowly wandering to the eastern suburbs in this way, the original quarter of an hour's journey took less than half an hour.

Song Shu woke up and found that the time had passed for a long time. He was a little unhappy: "Why are you riding so slowly? We still have business to do."

"Sleep more." Anan said, looking for the right opportunity, kissed Song Shu's flushed cheeks just after waking up.

"For the public, don't kiss indiscriminately." Song Shu pushed him away and sat up straight.

But there was only an inch of space on the horse's back, and Song Anan immediately stuck it up: "Your waist is uncomfortable, lean on me."

Since that time, Song Anan talked a lot more, but what kind of words are these!

Song Shu glanced at him, but he also knew that what he said was true. With his current state, he couldn't ride a horse at all, so he obediently leaned back.

When he arrived in the eastern suburbs, Pang Liulang had been waiting by the side of the road for a long time. When he saw Song Shu and Anan riding together, he immediately went up to greet him.

"Boss, you are here. I don't know how to arrange these two hundred people. It's too fast." Pang Liulang said, when Song Shu told him that someone was coming, he wanted to believe it It will take ten days and half a month to complete, and it will take time for people to come again, so I plan to talk about it later, but I didn't expect these people to arrive in a few days.

March in a hurry?

Now, the white tents on the construction site have been set up, and these people have prepared their own food and have already started cooking.

Song Shu got off his horse and was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

Pang Liulang stepped forward and pulled Song Shu to explain the arrangement of these people in detail, but two people rushed to Song Shu faster than him.

"Young Master Song, the eldest son ordered us to come to assist you. If you have any orders, you can tell us directly." One of them said.

"Who are you?" Song Shu asked.

"We are centurions under the command of the little general. My surname is Li and his surname is Fang." Another person said.

"Hi, both of you." Song Shu smiled.

After fastening his horse, Song Anan came over and stood next to Song Shu, shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Little... Young Master." The two of them clasped their hands together.

Song Anan responded casually without speaking.

Although these were his people, they were called to work for Song Shu, so he didn't need to talk too much, as long as they listened to Song Shu.

Both of these two centurions had followed Song Anan three years ago. Song Shu and the others had also met, but they hadn't spoken to each other.

Everyone in their northern battalion knew that this Song Silang was the young general's favorite, and he was also admired by the eldest son, so he didn't intend to make things difficult or unwilling to come here this time.

"The two subordinates are very talented, please come with them too." Song Shu said.

A pergola was set up on the construction site, and he walked over there.The two centurions were very agile, and quickly called their subordinates together to listen to Song Shu's instruction.

"This is Linzhou, if your identities are exposed, it will be too conspicuous." Song Shu said.

"Yes, before we left, the Eldest Young Master told us that we were the workers of Yicheng Songji who came here to help the master," Fang Baifu said.

Song Shu nodded in approval, and Yin Heng was really thoughtful in doing things.He went on to say: "From now on, the two centurions of Li Fang will be called the big captain, and the other chiefs will be called the small captain. Military salutes will not be accepted at all, and they will be changed to ordinary ones. You can call me Shopkeeper Song or the boss, as for him..."

Song Shu glanced at Song Anan: "Just call me the lady boss!"

"Yes, shopkeeper Song, lady boss." The two centurions and twenty chiefs said in unison.

At this time, there was no title of boss, let alone boss lady.These people didn't know what was going on with this name, they only vaguely felt that it was like addressing a woman, but they were soldiers who were used to obeying the general's orders, since Song Shu said so, they just followed suit.

Song Anan didn't know what it meant, but he wasn't stupid, it was definitely a way of addressing women.

Turning his head, he saw Song Shu's mouth twitching, holding back a smile.

Song Anan: "Change to another one."

Song Shu: "No, I think it sounds good, hahahaha."

Song Anan: "..."

Song Shu refused to change him and he had nothing to do.

Forget it, since he likes it, just call it, and ask for it at night.

"Shopkeeper Song, lady boss, what is our job?" Captain Fang, who was also called by Song Shu just now, asked.

Although they don't know what Song Silang is laughing at, but judging by the little general's expression, they should just pretend that they don't know, and concentrating on their work is the right way.

There were a total of two hundred of these people, and they all had captains and captains, so it was very easy for Song Shu to assign them.

Team Fang took his 100 people to build the road, while Team Li took his 100 people to stay at the construction site in the eastern suburbs.

After arranging these things, Song Shu saw Yan Zhuo and Sanniang coming out of a certain tent.

They had just rushed back to Linzhou from the road construction site. Yan Zhuo took Sanniang by the hand, checking her feet from time to time, reminding her to be careful not to trip, as if she wanted to walk for her.

"How can you be so precious, you are too careful." Sanniang said, with a happy smile on her face.

When the two of them suddenly said that they were going to get married, Song Shu and the others were taken aback. After all, no one had seen the love between Yan Zhuo and Sanniang in advance.

Later, Song Shu went with them to Cangzhou to meet the elders of the Yan family. The elders disagreed with their marriage, and it took Yan Zhuo a lot of effort to convince them.His unwavering demeanor reassured Song Shu, and handed Sanniang into his hands.

Now it seems that the two are really good.

Just look at Sanniang being together with him, although she is always busy with Song Ji's affairs, her whole person has become more mellow.

Seeing Sanniang this time, she seemed to be more mellow than last time.

Song Shu's eyes fell on her lower abdomen, although he couldn't see it yet, but seeing Sanniang's hands on her abdomen from time to time, Song Shu guessed it.

"It seems that I have to prepare a red envelope for my little nephew." Song Shu smiled.

"You come to tease me too." Sanniang blushed slightly.

"Shiro, what do you want us to come back this time? Your letter said...commercial housing, what kind of housing is that?" Yan Zhuo said.

A few days ago, Song Shu suddenly realized that he still had a piece of land in the eastern suburbs, so he came up with the idea of ​​this piece of land.

He has opened enough workshops, there is no need to