Ming Dynasty: When Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the dishes, he cried Zhu Biao in the pit.
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Lu Family of Jinling

Since the Lu family moved to Jinling.

It had never been so lively before. In the hall, Lan Yu raised her voice and blew water with a few old brothers.

The master of the Lu family, the master of the house, Lu Ben, the minister of the Great Ming Taichang Temple, had a livid expression as he stared at the people in his hall.

Right now, Lu Daochong's intestines were about to turn green with regret.

Why did he have to provoke such an ancestor when he had nothing better to do!

After the few of them left, Lu Ben forced a smile that was uglier than crying to come in front of Lan Yu.

"Duke, I see that your injuries are almost healed, so I won't keep you…"

Before Lu Ben could finish.

Lan Yu said resolutely.

"Lord Lu, it's not impossible for me to leave.”

Lu Ben's eyes immediately lit up. After so many days, Lan Yu was finally going to relent!

Lu Ben's eyes couldn't help but tear up.

"His Majesty said that he wants to find a job for the disabled soldiers to make a living. Your Lu family is a big family in Jiangnan and has quite a number of industries. I was wondering if you could help settle a portion of them. It's not a lot, just five or six thousand people.”

Lu Ben's face turned ashen and his aura changed.

"Duke! Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

Lan Yu didn't show any weakness and shouted.

"What?"

Lan Yu had been in the army for a long time, and this shout used all his strength. The two of them were at loggerheads, neither of them giving in.

At this moment, the servants outside the hall knelt down one after another.

"Greetings, Grand Sun. Your Highness is a thousand years old."

Before the two of them could react, Zhu Xiongying walked up to them.

"Granduncle, Ying 'er is here to see you.”

Lan Yu was overjoyed when she heard this. Then, she turned around and gave Lu Ben a look.

Lu Ben looked at Lan Yu blankly, not understanding her intentions at all.

Lan Yu said impatiently,

"Old Lu, why are you so blind? Your great-grandson is here, aren't you going to order someone to serve tea? Also, we have something to discuss. What are you doing here?”

"You!"

Lu Ben couldn't help but feel his heart racing.

This is my home! My house!

I'm the third-grade official of Great Ming's Taichang Temple! Not the old butler of the Duke of Liang!!

Lu Ben felt all the blood in his body rush to the top of his head.

Looking at the seven personal guards who were eyeing him covetously, Lu Ben had no choice but to suppress his thoughts.

With a cold snort, he flicked his sleeves and left.

As soon as Lu Ben left, Lan Yu's hearty laughter reverberated in the Lu family's hall.

The dust on the beams fell.

It was as if he was afraid that Lu Ben couldn't hear him.

"Your Highness, why do you have the time to come to Granduncle's place? Granduncle has been very annoyed recently."

Zhu Xiong Ying was stunned.

"Granduncle, what's bothering you?"

"Ah, what could possibly happen? Naturally, it's your Imperial Grandfather who has issued an edict to the Imperial Court to provide for those disabled soldiers to make a living. It's a good thing, but when it's done…sigh.”

The first count of the Imperial Court had roughly screened out close to sixty thousand people.

After the Bureau of Military Personnel and the five military governors split the responsibility, Lan Yu alone was responsible for nearly four thousand people.

What position could Da Ming have these days?

It was just a matter of giving them some land to plant. The problem was, how could there be so much land!

Zhu Xiong Ying almost laughed out loud.

"Granduncle, I have an idea."

Lan Yu didn't believe that an eight-year-old child like Zhu Xiongying could solve the livelihood problem of 4,000 people.

"Ying 'er, I know you're a good child. I appreciate your kindness, but this isn't something you can solve. If you can solve it, I'll have lived for forty years in vain.”

"I really have a way! I came here today for this.”

Lan Yu looked at Zhu Xiong Ying. After a long while, she confirmed that Zhu Xiong Ying wasn't joking.

"Then tell me your plan first."

Zhu Xiong Ying looked around. After a long time, he whispered into Lan Yu's ear,

"Ying 'er has the formula for burning paper glass. Now, we lack sales and manpower. Granduncle asked them to come over and help us solve a batch of problems. When the business grows, our shops outside and the escorts transporting goods on the road are all in short supply.”

Lan Yu was indeed a little surprised when she learned that Zhu Xiong Ying was here.

However, how could Lan Yu not know?

Although it was expensive, it was not rare.

A bitter smile appeared on Lan Yu's face.

"Your Highness, the glass in Jinling seems to be in the hands of the Persians, but it's actually the property of the great clans in Jiangnan.”

After saying that, Lan Yu pointed behind Zhu Xiong Ying.

Only then did Zhu Xiongying realize that all the windows in the Lu family's hall were made of dark brown glass.

"Granduncle, this kind of glass can only earn a little money. What Ying 'er wants to make is glass jewelry!”

"Jewelry?"

"Among Ying 'er's jewelry, there are three special rings. If you want to buy them, you have to register your household registration.”

"Furthermore, the ring is engraved with relevant information.”

"Finally, we can directly link this ring to something. As long as our reputation is boosted, we definitely won't have to worry about sales!”

"For example?"

"For example, the relationship between a man and a woman."

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