During festivals, the son receives 100 taels of silver as a New Year's gift, and the daughter receives 200 taels.
Once they have a granddaughter, they'll spend tens of taels of gold to make jewelry for her.
Bracelets, anklets, necklaces—they had it all.
Not to mention holidays and festivals.
Of course, he doesn't object to giving these younger generation members New Year's money, but he should always keep some for himself.
Even as an official, he has to socialize, and now that he's a Beijing official, he has even more to do.
As a result, whenever someone had a happy occasion, he would invariably give them porcelain as a gift.
A few of these are considered high-quality, a lot are considered mediocre, and an overabundance is considered worthless.
I'm really worried that his biological father will get into trouble because of giving gifts in the future.
If someone from Hongling County knows the origin of that batch of porcelain and lets it slip, what will become of my father's reputation?
As a result, this person had absolutely no sense of crisis.
"I didn't beg to attend their ridiculous banquet; they just gave me an invitation out of the blue, so I had no choice but to go."
What's wrong with giving porcelain as a gift?
Even if the porcelain I gave you isn't worth much, why don't you let them take a look?
Each and every one of my items is unique.
Even if you asked them to copy it, they couldn't do it.
Zhao Qingyang took a deep breath.
"Yeah, it's impossible to copy. After all, who would bother to copy a defective product?"
Zhao Minggeng got angry, and the consequence of his anger was that he wanted to hit the child.
It's just that his kids are harder to beat. Even if they're not as strong as him, they're fast runners.
It's good to practice light-body skills at a young age.
At his age, it's really difficult to learn internal energy cultivation techniques.
That day, Zhao Qingyang took his grandparents and younger brother out for a meal.
He had his steward reserve a table in advance, and identified himself as the Vice Minister of Revenue, Lord Zhao.
It was a private room on the second floor, with a street-facing and window-side location.
If a person is sitting inside eating, and they turn their head slightly to the side, they can be clearly seen by people across the street.
This is truly the first time the Zhao family has been so high-profile since returning to the capital.
When we usually dine out, we mostly go to Huicui Pavilion.
Zhao Qingyan gave prior notice, and the whole family kept a low profile.
They even used the Zhao family's name at other restaurants; it was like a shower of red flowers falling from the sky.
Everyone knows that Miss Zhao is the owner of Huicui Pavilion.
Why would someone choose to eat at Huicui Pavilion when they have all sorts of delicious food?
Is this a deliberate attempt to cause trouble, or a test to see what's going on?
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper slapped his forehead, realizing he had really overthought things.
If the Hui Cui Pavilion wanted to investigate, why would they send their own matriarch and young master?
With so many head chefs, any one of them would be more suitable than these few masters.
Regardless, guests are always welcome.
The manager instructed the kitchen staff to take great care in preparing the food for the Zhao family and not to be careless or ruin their reputation.
The food was served very quickly, and a large table of their signature dishes was brought out.
This reminded Mrs. Huang of the first time she and her granddaughter ate at a restaurant.
I hadn't eaten anything particularly delicious before, but that time every dish seemed so appetizing.
These days, it seems like I can barely stomach anything I eat.
However, today, you can tell that the chef put a lot of thought into it.
The frying was done very well, and the simmering reduced the sauce nicely. Overall, it was pretty good.
The family of four ordered more than a dozen dishes, but only Huang, a big eater, was present.
Once all the dishes were served, Madam Huang instructed, "You all eat as much as you like. If you're not full, we'll order more."
What she actually meant was, "You guys eat as much as you want, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it."
Although Huang has a big appetite, she is still aware of her own appetite.
The portions at this restaurant are incredibly generous; almost every dish is served in a large soup bowl.
This portion size is more than twice that of other restaurants.
In particular, most of the dishes served were meat-based.
After the food was devoured, well, great, nothing was left, it was all eaten – this is the ideal state when eating out.
After finishing their meal and paying the bill, the family of four went shopping to help digest their food.
Enter any cosmetics shop; enter any silk shop; enter any jewelry shop.
We entered the pen and ink pavilion, and then the study.
This shopping trip was so satisfying to watch.
They all have one thing in common: after purchasing the items, they want the shopkeeper to deliver them to their homes.
Of course, the money still needs to be settled in advance; it's not a cash-on-delivery arrangement.
From all directions—east, west, south, north, and center—delivery trucks were arriving at the Zhao residence.
One or two cases are fine, but when this happens too often, the neighbors nearby become uneasy.
Everyone came out to see what was going on.
The more they looked, the stranger it seemed. The Zhao family had always kept a low profile, and they had never seen such a large-scale procurement before.
Of course, those who could stand on the street to watch the excitement were all maids and servants from various households.
After they finished watching the commotion, they returned to the courtyard and spoke with the old lady and young ladies of the house.
The Zhao family residence was located quite close to the capital, and their neighbors were all high-ranking officials and nobles.
Zhao Minggeng certainly couldn't afford such an expensive house; he was only able to buy it thanks to Han Xuri.
The previous owner of the house retired and returned to his hometown. He only revealed the news before leaving, and Han Xuri intercepted it.
Of course, many people wanted to buy it, but who dared to compete with Han Xuri?
"I, the young prince, have taken a liking to this house. Anyone who dares to compete with me for it will have to pay an additional 100 taels on top of what I would pay."
Anyway, this young prince has earned quite a bit of money over the years, so I don't care to compete with you to see who has more money.
Han Xuri declared, "Who dares to try and steal it?"
Everyone knows that Han Xuri's money was earned through his own abilities.
These officials only have so much salary throughout the year, yet they can suddenly come up with tens of thousands of taels of silver to buy a house. Isn't that obviously telling others that there's something wrong with their family?
Upon investigation, it was found that much of the money had an unknown origin. What does this indicate?
Embezzlement, bribery, and plundering the people's wealth?
None of them can withstand scrutiny.
At that point, it won't just be a matter of losing face; losing one's official position will be the least of one's worries, and in serious cases, it could mean losing one's head.
Even more terrifying is the possibility of implicating nine generations of one's family, which would be truly awful.
Han Xuri bought the house, waiting for his younger brother to come back and reunite with him.
Of course, Xu Dongsheng's house was obtained without spending any money; it was extorted from the emperor by Han Xuri.
It's not someone else's house; it's Han Guangye's house.
That is, the house where their biological father used to live.
Although the house was confiscated and that scoundrel has been executed,
It seems a bit ominous, but the house is huge, and the facilities inside are excellent, with artificial hills and flowing water, everything you could want.
Even the window frames are made of mahogany.
Apart from the servants' quarters, the master's bedroom was entirely made of Phoebe zhennan wood.
There wasn't a single bad thing among them.
The reason why the former Duke's mansion is so well preserved is because Han Xuri had mentioned it to the Emperor before.
"If that kid Dongsheng comes back to the capital, he'll need a place to stay. With the little money he has, it'll be hard for him to buy a house."
The only option then is for her to move into her wife's house, but that would be considered marrying into the family.
No, no.
Wouldn't that tarnish Mother's reputation and be beneath her dignity? Uncle, don't you think so?
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