"Where is the young prime minister?" Liu Da peeked out from behind Xiao Luomu.

Zhao Cheng made no pretense and strode forward to greet them, saying with a smile, "Zhao Cheng is here, greetings to everyone!"

"Oh, young prime minister, you flatter me!" Liu Da quickly bowed to Zhao Cheng.

Behind him, a tall, burly man and a strong, fat man also bowed to Zhao Cheng.

"Han Nancheng County Magistrate Guan Yi greets Young Prime Minister!"

"This humble citizen, Zhang De, greets Your Excellency!"

Zhao Cheng remembered their appearances and names: the tall one was Guan Yi, and the strong and fat one was Zhang De.

Zhao Cheng returned the greeting and said, "I heard Brother Xiao mention you three on the way here. The three of you are like brothers, managing Han Nan City in an orderly manner. Truly, when brothers are of one mind, their strength can break gold! I have admired the three of you all the way here, and even joked with Brother Xiao that I wanted to become good brothers like you!"

"When brothers are of one mind, their strength can break metal!" Liu Da exclaimed in surprise, "Young Prime Minister, you're absolutely right!!"

Guan Yi said, "Young Prime Minister's literary talent is truly admirable."

Zhang De also said, "That's exactly what the three of us brothers are talking about!"

Zhao Cheng said without batting an eye, "I don't have any literary talent; I learned it all from the Wine Immortal."

Liu Da's gaze then fell on Xu An's face, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "May I ask if this gentleman... is he perhaps the young Marquis Xu?"

Xu An, who had been neglected, felt a little better and cupped his hands, saying, "Xu An greets the Earl of Moling."

"Good, good! Young Master Xu has grown so much. Back in the day, I often visited the Marquis of Qingdong!" Liu Da walked over and patted Xu An's arm, his face full of affection.

Seeing Liu Da's performance, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but think more highly of him.

This person has keen eyesight and is good at socializing.

Zhang De looked at the village behind Zhao Cheng and asked, "Young Prime Minister, have you taken a fancy to this piece of land?"

Zhao Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, this is it."

Zhang De looked at Liu Da and Guan Yi and said, "Big brother, second brother, the only problem here is the relocation of the villagers. Is that easy to solve?"

Guan Yi replied confidently, "It's a small matter."

Liu Da laughed and said, "As long as the young prime minister takes a liking to a place, I guarantee there won't be any problems!"

Zhao Cheng and Xiao Luomu were both stunned.

So... you agreed?

Liu Da stretched out his hands, pulling Xiao Luomu with his left hand and Zhao Cheng with his right, and laughed, "Come on, come on, it's almost dark. Let's skip the movies and have a good drink first. Boss Xiao, the three of us brothers have been craving your immortal wine for a long time. We've always heard people say it's delicious. Tonight, you have to give us a good drink!"

Xiao Luomu, somewhat confused, was being pulled along by Liu Da and said, "Then this place..."

Liu Da said, "Just drink today. Tomorrow you and the young prime minister go to the county government office to find Guan Yi. He'll get the approval and you can arrange things however you need to!"

Guan Yi chimed in, "Boss Xiao isn't an outsider, so he doesn't stand on ceremony. Just tell me what you need and how you want me to cooperate!"

Xiao Luomu glanced at Zhao Cheng, nodded to Liu Da, and said, "Then I'll have to trouble the three of you!"

...

For wine lovers, the Immortal Wine is indeed a good thing. Guan Yi and Zhang De prided themselves on their drinking capacity, but they still got completely drunk in front of the Immortal Wine. Only Liu Da had strong self-control. After discovering that the Immortal Wine had a high alcohol content, he changed his previous habit of drinking heavily and started to drink it in small sips. He took small sips and focused on taking care of his younger brothers, which kept the situation under control and prevented his two brothers from making a fool of themselves.

Liu Da wasn't just making empty promises; the very next day, he had Guan Yi help Zhao Cheng finalize the factory construction. Zhang De provided manpower and resources, even personally assisting Zhao Cheng with procedures he wasn't familiar with.

This deeply moved Zhao Cheng and Xiao Luomu, so they drank heavily for seven or eight days in a row.

Having learned their lesson the first time, Guan Yi and Zhang De dared not drink excessively again, but they became more and more addicted to the immortal wine.

The business must be done, and the drinks must be drunk; after seven or eight days of heavy drinking, the business will be done.

The factory preparations took only seven or eight days, which was an unimaginable speed. Zhao Cheng believed that even if the factory were built in Yanchuan City, the speed would not be this fast.

The immortal wine and calligraphy he gave to Liu Da and the others pleased them greatly. After a brief period of getting to know each other, the group became good brothers who hung out together all the time.

With the end of December fast approaching and the Spring Festival drawing ever closer, Zhao Cheng didn't delay and immediately began construction.

The night before the groundbreaking ceremony.

Zhao Cheng and his group stayed at Zhang De's own restaurant. In preparation for tomorrow's groundbreaking ceremony, they didn't drink much tonight, and Zhao Cheng returned to his room early.

As usual, Wu Sisi would come over to sleep for one night every other day. When Zhao Cheng entered the room, Wu Sisi was already half-lying on the bed.

Zhao Cheng rubbed his hands together and walked towards Wu Sisi.

Wu Sisi raised her foot and nudged Zhao Cheng's chest with her toe, saying, "I have something to tell you. I think Liu Da's gaze towards me is strange."

Zhao Cheng asked, "Want to eat you?"

"It seems so."

"That's right." Zhao Cheng held Wu Sisi's feet and laughed, "Boss Wu is good-looking, has a great figure, and is capable. I would think it would be abnormal if they didn't have any ulterior motives towards you!"

“However, I still think Liu Da is quite cunning, so you should be careful,” Wu Sisi said, still harboring doubts.

“I know. Xiao Luomu is right. They are local bullies. Even if they are polite and nice to us, they are still local bullies. We can call them brothers, but we still have to feed them.”

"But let's feed you first!"

As Zhao Cheng reached down Wu Sisi's leg and was about to pounce on her, he suddenly heard a "clang" sound.

Zhao Cheng turned around abruptly and exclaimed, "Who?!"

"Master, something's happened!" Zhao Wu said from outside.

Zhao Cheng pushed open the door and, following Zhao Wu's gaze, saw a letter nailed to the wooden frame by the door.

"Snail-based message delivery?"

Zhao Cheng asked doubtfully, "Did you see who it was?"

"I didn't see clearly." Zhao Wu looked up towards the gate and said, "Guard Heng went after him."

Zhao Cheng reached for the letter, but Zhao Wu quickly said, "Be careful, it might be poisoned."

Zhao Cheng ignored him, took off the iron nail and the letter, and said, "You are Zhao Wu, the Two-Broken Blade! Even you couldn't see him clearly. If he wanted to harm me, he wouldn't have made such a fuss."

With that, Zhao Cheng went back to his room, sat down, and began to read the letter.

The more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.

Wu Sisi got off the bed and walked behind Zhao Cheng to look at the letter, her eyes filled with surprise.

Zhao Wu asked suspiciously, "What happened?"

Zhao Cheng didn't answer Zhao Wu, but sighed and said, "Sisi, maybe you're right."

“But…” Zhao Cheng handed the letter to Zhao Wu and asked, “Who delivered the letter?”

At this moment, Heng Wenhao strode in.

Zhao Cheng quickly asked, "Where is he?"

Heng Wenhao shook his head and said, "The opponent's lightness skill is superb; I can't catch up."

Zhao Cheng was stunned. Heng Wenhao was a top expert just like Zhao Wu, yet even he couldn't catch up with him.

Zhao Cheng frowned, suddenly sensing that Han Nancheng's situation had become murky.

Like an undercurrent hidden beneath a calm lake surface.