Mr.Fang is Amazing!

Mr. Fang didn't have much with him, just some clean clothes and a big bag of books. He could carry everything with just two bags.

The three of them returned to the carriage, and as soon as Mr. Fang got on, he pulled out a property deed from his pocket and said,

"Master, this is the property deed I kept from years ago. It was originally just a favor between neighbors, but I never expected it would allow me to find a worthy recipient. Now the property belongs to its rightful owner."

Zhang Nuo took the property deed and examined it carefully, feeling a bit sentimental. He then handed it back to Mr. Fang and said,

"Hold onto this property deed for me. I'll pay you back later. Don't refuse me. I don't need the money right now, but I'm a bit short on cash because I want to start a business. Otherwise, I would have given it to you right now."

"You've been taking money from your hometown for years, and you even send some back. From now on, just rely on me. This will also ease the worries of your hometown."

Mr. Fang had intended to refuse, but after listening to Zhang Nuo, he sighed deeply and silently put the property deed in his pocket.

Seeing that Mr. Fang was not in a good mood, Zhang Nuo quickly changed the subject and talked about his original intention for going out today, including his ideas for making and selling wine.

But just as he finished, Mr. Fang pulled something out of his pocket again, this time not just one property deed, but four. He handed them all to Zhang Nuo.

"Master, over the years, I've actually bought the two courtyards behind our old house. Why don't you turn these four courtyards into a big workshop? It would be more convenient for your business."

Zhang Nuo stared in amazement at the four property deeds in his hand. Wow, Mr. Fang was quite something! Who would have thought he was a big landlord in Capital with four properties?

It was unclear whether the people he recruited today were reliable or not, but he had definitely hit the jackpot with the cheap price he paid for their services!

On the swaying carriage, Zhang Nuo and Mr. Fang discussed the workshop arrangements in detail.

As soon as Zhang Nuo proposed to purchase large quantities of wine from other families, Mr. Fang suggested brewing their own.

Afraid that Zhang Nuo would not be happy, Mr. Fang carefully explained the cost difference between hiring people to brew and purchasing from others.

At the same time, since they were currently brewing grain liquor, they needed to purchase a large amount of grain. This also had the added benefit of having food in hand and no need to worry.

In the event of a famine, as long as they stopped brewing, the food in the warehouse could ensure that the household would not have any food and drink shortage.

After some consideration, Zhang Nuo realized that the reason why he had only been making adjustments and not brewing his own wine was simply because he didn't have enough space to guarantee the amount he needed. Now that the space was available, why not give it a try?

This also had the added benefit of not having to worry about suppliers becoming jealous and raising prices.

The trio quickly purchased the materials they needed for Zhang Nuo's wine-making experiment at the West Market and headed straight to the Changan County Office.

Zhang Nuo and Mr. Fang were there to transfer the ownership of their four houses, as well as report the renovation.

In addition, death contracts needed to be filed with the government to prevent people from being forced into slavery.

Everything went smoothly, and the four house deeds were combined into one. The renovation was also approved, and Mr. Fang's contract of sale was also settled. It was a fruitful morning.

Zhang Nuo didn't say much, he just patted Mr. Fang on the shoulder and said with a smile,

" Mr. Fang, wait a while, as soon as things loosen up here, I'll immediately make up the money for you. Maybe you can even find a daughter-in-law soon! By the way, you were afraid of ruining someone's family before, but now you can get married, right?"

Today was a turning point in Mr. Fang's life, and he was relieved of his burden. He smiled and replied,

"Thanks to the blessings of the lord's family, this old slave has turned his life around. In the earlier years, I never dared to dream of getting married, but now I have some aspirations!"

Seeing Mr. Fang's humorous remarks, Zhang Nuo smiled and patted him on the shoulder again before getting back on the carriage and heading straight to the Kaihua workshop. He had to hurry back home and start experimenting with his wine-making.

Upon returning to his family's restaurant, Zhang Nuo felt relaxed. He quickly changed out of his formal outfit and put on his regular blue robe before introducing Mr. Fang to everyone.

Once they learned that Mr. Fang would be their household manager, the guests paid their respects and Zhang Nuo handed over the keys to the house, following the customs of the Tang dynasty.

This signified that from now on, Mr. Fang would be responsible for managing the household.

Zhang Nuo then took Mr. Fang to the cellar to hand over his large money box for counting, and also explained the daily expenses and wages.

In ancient times, household managers had immense power and were responsible for distributing salaries to the staff.

They also made decisions on monetary deductions and punishments if the servants made mistakes.

The head of the household would only distribute bonuses on special occasions, while the household manager made decisions in their absence.

Only the head of the household and the household manager knew about the family's financial situation, and perhaps the main wife in the future. The concubines were not privy to this information.

Upon seeing the tens of strings in the large money box, Mr. Fang nodded approvingly.

It seemed that the head of the household had a good head for business. He had only been self-sufficient for a few months and was still able to maintain his expenses while saving a large sum of money. Now that he was planning to open a workshop, the prosperity of the Zhang family was only a matter of time.

After touring the household with Zhang Nuo, Mr. Fang provided suggestions from the perspective of a household manager.

He suggested that they purchase a carriage for the head of the household's travels, as renting a carriage would become too costly if they only relied on it for the workshop.

Additionally, he recommended that they replace some of the furniture to maintain the family's image and avoid embarrassing guests.

Zhang Nuo agreed to the idea of purchasing a carriage and asked Mr. Fang to make arrangements. However, he rejected Mr. Fang's request to hire a carpenter to customize the furniture.

He joked that although his woodworking skills were not as good as the top craftsmen of the time, his knowledge and vision were unmatched.

He planned to draw the designs himself and direct a few skilled carpenters to make eye-catching, new-style furniture.

Seeing that the head of the household had made his own arrangements, Mr. Fang immediately nodded in agreement and began thinking about where to find obedient carpenters.

This was the hallmark of a good household manager, who provided suggestions wholeheartedly but changed his stance immediately if the head of the household opposed it. They served the head of the household wholeheartedly.

At noon, Zhang Nuo cooked while Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang helped out on the side, attentively listening to Zhang Nuo's explanations.

Zhang Nuo made it clear that although he would continue to cook for the family, he would gradually decrease the number of dishes he prepared, and Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang would need to learn quickly during this period.

In the future, the two brothers would be in charge of cooking for the family, and Zhang Er Niang and Liu San Niang would also learn alongside them. After all, when the restaurants were busy, they were the ones who made meals at home.

During lunch, although Mr. Fang complained about having to eat with the family and servants, he stopped after seeing Zhang Nuo's insistence.

After tasting a few bites, Mr. Fang was amazed by Zhang Nuo's cooking skills. He then learned that Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang had not yet gone to the government to sign the contract, and immediately demanded that they sign the contract. And change it to the death contract!

Mr. Fang's attitude was resolute. In his opinion, the family's culinary skills were good enough to be a royal chef.

Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang had acquired such advanced culinary skills by luck, which was a unique family tradition that could be passed down through generations. As an outsider, if you wanted to learn, you must sign the Death contract.

Zhang Nuo looked at the excited Mr. Fang, feeling a bit unsure of what to say.

In his view, cooking was not that difficult. He had learned it gradually from his parents since he was young, and it wasn't a particularly sophisticated skill, although it was more advanced than the chefs in the Tang Dynasty.

However, Liu San Niang and the two brothers agreed after hearing Mr. Fang's words and tasting a few bites of the food.

In fact, Zhang Nuo underestimated the value of a skill in this era. This unique skill could only be passed down to male family members in other families.

Even if Zhang Nuo were to become an official, he must choose a reliable heir from his own clan to pass on this skill, and he would never pass it on to outsiders.

Therefore, in the time it took for a meal to finish, Zhang Nuo successfully obtained two more signed contracts. It seemed that the Zhang family was going to prosper thoroughly!

After the meal, Mr. Fang took the two brothers to the yamen to sign the contracts, while Zhang Nuo headed to the backyard and started working on a pile of jars and cans.

He planned to mix a signature liquor that would help him become rich!