As soon as they got the mansion back, brothers Zhao Shouzheng and Zhao Shouye couldn't wait to move back.

It’s not that they dislike Caijia Lane, but only by moving back to the large house with five entrances and three exits on the Qinhuai River can they announce to the whole of Jinling that the Zhao family has completely turned things around.

The next morning, Zhao Shouzheng turned down all social engagements and excitedly took Zhao Shouye and his son back to look at the house. Zhao Hao wanted to sleep in, but his father forced him to get on the carriage.

In a nice way, how can you not take a first look at the house you just took back?

Zhao Hao had no choice but to yawn and follow him on the road. In fact, he only had good memories of the mansion for half a day, and the rest of the days were terrible. If he really had any feelings, it would be the small courtyard that was demolished by his uncle. In his heart, it would never be replaced.

Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes at Zhao Shouye again. His uncle felt a chill down his spine and hurriedly said with a smile, "What's wrong? Is there something on your face?"

"I was wondering, if the old neighbors saw my uncle, who was on the verge of death, alive and well now, how would they feel?"

"Didn't you say this is a medical miracle..." Zhao Shouye scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "People say it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. I stayed at home for three months and it's reasonable for me to recover now, right?"

"Well, it's reasonable." Zhao Hao deliberately teased his uncle and said seriously, "But to be on the safe side, uncle had better use a cane and cough a few times in front of others, then no one should gossip about you."

"That makes sense." Zhao Shouye now blindly believed in what Zhao Hao said. He immediately asked Gao Wu to stop the car, bought a walking stick on the side of the road, and also bought a box of watercolor. He returned to the car and put some on his face.

Zhao Hao managed to hold back his laughter, but as soon as he saw his uncle's miserable state, he couldn't help but want to laugh again. As a result, he held it back all the way, and his stomach ached. It was really hurting others and himself.

~~

Soon, the carriage crossed the Qinhuai River and arrived at the gate of the Zhao family's mansion.

When the four of them got off the car, they happened to see Mr. Zhang's men taking down the plaque, so the Zhao Shouzheng brothers naturally sighed again.

After the Zhang family left, the four of them walked into the house and saw that the tiles and floor tiles that were half-worn had all been replaced with top-quality Linqing products. The walls were also freshly painted, and even the doors and windows were brand new. A lot of landscape pieces were added inside and outside, adding a lot of color to the entire house.

"A path embraces the secluded mountains, and it is actually in the city." Looking at the beautiful scenery created by the Taihu stones, Zhao Shouzheng couldn't help but praise: "This is a picture of Mr. Wai, you have good taste."

"He plans to live there by himself, and specially invited Wen Zhengming's son, Mr. Wenshui, to come and give him advice." Zhao Hao couldn't help but laugh and said, "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have known that he had bought this house."

"Oh, my son actually knows Mr. Wenshui?" Zhao Shouzheng couldn't help but say with longing, "Father likes his paintings very much. Can you ask for a piece of calligraphy for me later?"

"Sure, sure." Zhao Hao nodded with a smile. As he walked in, he chatted with his father, "You can also buy Tang Bohu's masterpieces from him."

"Then I'll get two paintings too." Zhao Shouye said happily, "Now we have plenty of space to hang them at home."

When Zhao Hao looked at him, he quickly bent down and started coughing while leaning on his crutches.

"Uncle, this is at home..." Zhao Hao smiled bitterly. He knew that his uncle didn't know how to express his gratitude and deliberately made a fool of himself to cheer him up.

"Haha, I'm used to it, I'm used to it." Zhao Shouye straightened up.

As they were talking, the four of them walked to the main courtyard of the back house. Seeing the empty yard, they couldn't help but miss Zhao Liben, who had no news from them.

Zhao Shouzheng's eyes turned red again and he said, "It would be great if the old man was here too."

"We can't just wait any longer!" Zhao Shouye slapped his thigh and said to Zhao Xian, "You should take two people back to Xiuning tomorrow. One is to report the good news to the clan, and the other is to find out where the old man has gone. If you don't find your grandfather, you don't have to come back."

"Yes, father." Zhao Xian responded in a deep voice. He had long wanted to meet the old man and ask Zhao Liben to let him change his career.

~~

The next morning, Zhao Xian led his men out, while Zhao Shouzheng and his brother took Zhao Hao to visit the furniture store in Confucius Temple.

The house that Mr. Zhang returned was empty, so he naturally had to buy a full set of furniture. Now that the Zhao family was rich again, they naturally didn't care about the ordinary pine, cypress, and willow furniture. All the rooms where the owner lived were either red rosewood or huanghuali, all of which were expensive furniture. Naturally, Zhao Hao also bought the huanghuali step-out bed that he had always dreamed of, and he bought twelve of them at once...

When the three of them were about to leave with the shop owner nodding and bowing, Zhao Hao was suddenly blinded by the reflection of the shop opposite.

Seeing him frown, the shopkeeper immediately held up an umbrella to block the light for Mr. Zhao, and said angrily, "It's really unlucky to open a shop across the street from you."

"Love?" Zhao Hao accidentally revealed his ignorance.

"My son doesn't even know what 叆叆?" Zhao Shouzheng explained in surprise, "叆叆 is also called glasses. Your grandfather once wore a pair."

"Yes, the old man has very poor eyesight. He can't see clearly without wearing that thing." Zhao Shouye also added.

"Oh?" Zhao Hao thought, isn't that just reading glasses?

"You guys continue shopping, I'll go take a look." Zhao Hao said and left the two of them, and accompanied by Gao Wu, he went straight to the store opposite.

There were nearly a hundred sparkling lenses hanging on the shelf at the entrance of the store. No wonder Zhao Hao was almost blinded by them.

It’s not that the store owner is deliberately doing something bad, but the lighting in the store is dim, so you can only audition at the door.

The owner of the store had already seen that this young man was sent by the boss across the street. Knowing that a distinguished guest was coming, he hurriedly walked out of the counter and greeted him in person.

"This gentleman, please, I wonder if you want to see reading glasses or less reading glasses?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Hao was not timid this time, and said without comment: "Bring them all here and let me see."

The shopkeeper took out some lenses from the shelf on a tray covered with velvet and introduced them to Zhao Hao: "This is for presbyopia, and this is for minor lens. For presbyopia, I suggest you use a single lens, and for minor lens, I suggest you use a double lens."

Zhao Hao thought that the so-called single-lens glasses were actually single-lens glasses, while the double-lens glasses were more like glasses of later generations, except that the temples were replaced by ropes.

Zhao Hao tried them separately and found that, as expected, reading glasses are farsighted glasses, and minor reading glasses are nearsighted glasses.

It turned out that Daming had already mastered the technology of grinding convex and concave lenses, which made him suddenly know how to teach Eryang the first lesson.

"What materials are these glasses made of?" Zhao Hao asked casually.

"Glass ones are cheaper, ten taels for a pair. The ones I showed you are made of East China Sea crystal, which is much clearer and naturally a little more expensive, thirty taels a piece."

"Use the glass one to have a look." Zhao Hao was secretly shocked, thinking that even a cheap one could open a private room in Weijixian, this thing was really something only rich people could use.

No wonder there is only this one store in Confucius Temple and I have never seen it even in such a busy place like Bell and Drum Tower Street.

He asked the store to bring a few more green lenses and compared them under the sun. He found that the glass was impure and had serious color cast. It really could not be compared with the crystal clear East China Sea crystal.

He deliberately lied to the shopkeeper, "Your glass is not good enough. I have seen glass that is much more transparent than this."

"What you saw was either from the Imperial Palace or from the West," the shopkeeper explained. "Back then, the eunuch Sanbao brought back glass figurines from the West, but they were always made by the royal family. Imitations made by the public were always disappointing. Later, this East China Sea crystal was found as a substitute, which allowed this kind of figurine to spread."

"Where are you from?"

"We are from Hangzhou. In the Ming Dynasty, the people doing this business are either from Suzhou or Hangzhou," the shopkeeper replied with a smile.

ps. I definitely saw glasses in the "Nandu Prosperous Scenery Scroll" painted by Qiu Ying in the Ming Dynasty, and I have also verified a lot of information. I hope it will reduce the debate among everyone.

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