Ever since Kong Xinju spent three thousand taels to buy a special prize spot, he had his personal servant guard the lottery table all day, intending to use the same trick again to buy the last special prize spot.
Unfortunately, the winner of the grand prize on the third day was a family member of an official. Although his official position was not high, it was not something he could control.
However, the official did not keep the special prize in the end, but gave it to his superior as a gift.
After knowing this, Tian An couldn't help but sigh, money and power are really good things!
The three-day opening event ended, and several people sat together to count the accounts. The revenue from these three days alone offset all their initial investment, and they also made a net profit of more than 10,000 taels.
After they had left enough working capital in the restaurant, they divided the money.
Wei Lingran also immediately paid back the four hundred taels of silver he had borrowed from Song Zhiyun and the others.
Originally, they planned to return the banknotes that Peng Zhang had spent on the fight with Kong Xinju, but he refused to accept them and said that if they continued to persuade him, they would be looking down on him.
Since he didn't want it, Tian An didn't bother to be polite with him, but he made a great contribution to the fact that they could make so much money in such a short time.
He took out two bottles of white wine from the space and gave them to him, and told him that the wine was worth a fortune and could be used to sell or give to others.
Although Peng Zhang didn't know much about wine, he knew that Tian An would not lie to him, so he didn't ask Tian An where the wine came from. He took the wine home and went to discuss it with his father.
Inspired by the man auctioning off the grand prize on the second day of the lottery, Donggong Liulichang held a glass auction five days later.
Regardless of the type of glassware, silver mirror or glass window, the only consideration is the silver, not the identity, and the highest bidder wins.
The day before the auction, Zhao Yiming informed Tian An of the news and asked her if she wanted to go.
But at this time, Tian An was immersed in the joy of knitting a sweater and didn't want to go out in the cold wind, so he refused.
Anyway, her house has already installed glazed windows and has quite a few silver mirrors. As for other glazed products, she is not very interested in them. Even if she goes there, she will not buy anything. Why waste time?
She'd be better off knitting more sweaters. The weather was getting colder, and she had to knit one for each of her two younger brothers, her father, and Zhao Yiming. Time was running out! How could she have the time?
Tian An finished knitting a row of needles, picked up the half-finished sweater and walked over to Zhao Yiming. "It's a good thing you're here, so I'll try it on to see if it fits. If it doesn't, I'll make some alterations."
Zhao Yiming stood up and let Tian An try on the clothes. "You help me knit first, aren't you afraid that my father-in-law will be jealous?"
Tian An was stunned, stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhao Yiming, "I subconsciously knitted yours first, without thinking too much."
Then he said uncertainly: "My father shouldn't be like that!"
Zhao Yiming felt very benefited by the word "subconscious" and felt happy. The first person his An An thought of when she knitted a sweater was him, which meant that he was in her heart.
Zhao Yiming was still secretly delighted when he heard Tian An say, "No, my father always dislikes you. If he knew I knitted a sweater for you first, he would definitely be jealous. So I'd better knit it for him first."
As she said this, she put down the unfinished sweater, picked out new yarn, and prepared to start knitting again, first for her father, and then for Zhao Yiming.
Zhao Yiming looked at the unfinished sweater that had been left idle and wanted to slap himself in the face. He told himself you were so mean, now you feel guilty!
After knitting your father's, there's your brother's. Don't leave his for last!
The weather was getting colder, and all the wool that had been sent to Peng Zhang had been made into yarns of various colors. During this period, Tian An and the maids in the mansion worked hard to knit sweaters. Whenever they had nothing to do, they would gather together to chat and knit sweaters.
Even Madam Xiao and Granny Qin went with the maids to learn knitting. They also told Tian An in advance that they didn't need to ask the sewing room to prepare sweaters for them, as they could knit their own.
In addition to the people in the mansion, Tian An also asked two girls from the sewing room to go to the farm to teach the women. If they wanted to keep the knitted sweaters, they would pay for the wool. If they didn't want them, Tian An would collect them and have Peng Zhang take them out to sell.
After ten days, Tian An finally finished knitting a sweater for his father.
Tian Mingwu happily wore his freshly made sweater to attend court. Seeing the court officials shivering from the cold, he was so happy that he couldn't hide the smile on his face. His daughter was indeed the most considerate little cotton-padded jacket!
When the court was dismissed, the Minister of Rites, Zuo Dadi, walked out at the same time as him. Looking at his still sweaty forehead, he said enviously, "You military commanders have such strong bodies! Everyone else is shivering with cold, and you're still sweating. You can't compare, you can't compare."
Several generals walking by glanced over here, not daring to say that they were cold too, for fear of losing face!
Tian Mingwu turned his head and glanced at Lord Zuo, whose teeth were chattering. "If you put on more clothes, you won't be cold!"
Lord Zuo looked at him angrily, "I would like to wear more! But the cloaks are in the carriage outside the palace gate. No matter how urgent it is, you have to leave the palace before you can put them on!"
"Well! Just wear it inside." Tian Mingwu said indifferently.
Lord Zuo, however, looked at him as if he were a fool. "Why are you wearing your outer garment inside? How can you still look good with your court robes?"
Tian Mingwu proudly rolled up the cuffs of his outer court robe, revealing the sweater underneath. "Look, isn't this all?"
Lord Zuo stared at him with wide eyes, "So you're sweating because you're wearing too many thick clothes?"
This time it was Tian Mingwu's turn to treat him like a fool. "You're talking nonsense! I'm a military commander, not a god. No matter how healthy I am, I can't be immune to the cold!"
Mr. Zuo touched his sweater curiously. "What kind of clothes is this? It feels quite comfortable. Why haven't I seen it before? It doesn't look thick at all! Just adding this layer will keep me warm?"
The people around them were paying attention to the conversation between the two. Seeing this, they all ran up and wanted to touch Tian Mingwu's sweater.
Tian Mingwu was so frightened that he quickly pulled his arms back and lowered his court robe to cover the sweater underneath. This was knitted by his daughter herself. If they damaged it, who would he turn to for justice?
Seeing this, everyone withdrew their hands awkwardly, thinking, "How stingy."
But even though they complained in their hearts, they couldn't let go of such nice clothes.
So Tian Mingwu was surrounded by everyone.
"General Tian, we are all colleagues!"
"Yes! We must share the good times and the bad times together!"
"Tell me quickly, where did you buy this dress?"
"That's right, we each have to buy one."
If they don't buy clothes, they will freeze to death sooner or later.
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