Jia Cong's face was full of joy: "The rhythm has been set. Dad and Uncle Qi will handle other matters themselves."

"Let's do our own thing."

He wanted to find a cloth that could replace the plastic film of later generations.

Build a small greenhouse in the back garden of the Xishan mansion.

The peppers will be planted in a few days.

No need to wait for spring.

When Qi Youlu saw Jia Cong, he ordered Jia An to drive the carriage to Gulou West Street.

He hurriedly asked: "Third Master, what are you doing on West Street now?"

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"It will be too late to return home later, and Xiao Cui'er will have to fill the courtyard and complain that she is hungry."

Jia Cong said with a smile: "I want to find a thin, translucent cloth that can also keep warm!"

Qi Youlu felt even more confused after hearing this: "Is this a tent?"

Jia Cong said: "What kind of tent?"

"I want to build a shed in my big house in Xishan to grow peppers!"

Zheng Duofu asked strangely: "Third Master, do you want to plant many, many peppers?"

"Don't we have a greenhouse in our garden to maintain flowers and trees in winter?"

Of course there are greenhouses, which are used to maintain flowers and trees in winter, in Xi Nei.

Jia Cong slapped his forehead: "Xiao Fuzi is right!"

"My brain must have been on a business trip too!"

He quickly smiled at Jia An and said, "Go back home!"

Building a greenhouse and flower shed is certainly much easier than looking for plastic film substitutes and building curved shelves!

Moreover, there is a hot spring in Xishan House, and the atmosphere is sufficient.

It's warmer than the village over there.

Jia Cong returned home and took Zheng Duofu straight to the back garden.

When Jia She's group of warblers saw Jia Cong and his men coming in, they quickly evaded them.

Facing Jia Lian's legitimate son, some of them were brave and dared to make fun of him.

On the contrary, when I saw Jia Cong, I was so frightened.

Jia Cong looked at it.

Weiwei feels a little surprised, is she so scary?

He doesn’t eat people.

I had no idea it was in this back garden.

He has long been rumored to be a little devil who chases nannies and nannies to welcome spring, beats mandarin ducks, scolds Wang Shanbao's family, and makes the Xing family faint with anger.

Jia Cong was too lazy to pay attention to the group of warblers and went to find the gardener at the end.

Just ask him directly how to build a small greenhouse.

The gardener smiled and said: "Third Master, this is simple. You and my servant will come and take a look and you will know."

The greenhouse in the east courtyard is separated from the garden by a door, and two boys are standing at the door.

When I saw Jia Cong, I quickly knelt down to say hello.

Jia Cong waved his hand and followed the gardener into the greenhouse.

As soon as I entered, I smelled the fragrant fragrance of flowers.

There are all kinds of flower pots on the shelves.

This gardener’s skills are good.

The flowers are taken care of with great care, and the leaves are lush and green.

In this cold twelfth lunar month of winter, I will always be invincible.

Jia Cong looked at the charcoal pot on the ground and leaned over to touch the ground, which was also warm.

So he asked: "Are you using a charcoal pot to raise the temperature? Are the earth dragons burned underneath?"

The gardener smiled and said: "The third master is right."

"You can also use hot water to add thermal fertilizers such as sulfur and oxen to heat it up."

"However, hot water cools quickly after all, so it's better to use a charcoal pot. It's convenient and has no odor."

Jia Cong looked around.

Keeping the layout of the conservatory in mind, I thanked the gardener and came out.

There is a hot spring room in his Xishan house, which can be used with a few modifications.

There is no need to even build a greenhouse.

That night.

It was already dark when Jia She returned home.

Jia Cong sneaked into the study with Qi Youlu and asked Jia She to ask questions.

"Dad, will Uncle Ninth's side be filled with memorials today?"

Jia She smiled tiredly.

"It might have happened originally, but you won't after you've been there."

Jia Cong smiled slightly: "Huh?"

"So dad knows that I have been to Guanmao Lane?"

Jia She touched the purple gold crown on his head.

He smiled and said: "Don't tell me, your father, that I can't even recognize the voices of you and Youlu?"

Jia Cong laughed triumphantly: "Is there another voice?"

"Dad didn't you hear that?"

Qi Youlu saw that Jia She looked tired and quickly helped him massage and loosen his muscles and bones.

Jia She half-reclined on the soft pillow, closed his eyes and rested his mind: "Logically, he should be Xiao Fuzi."

"However, I don't know how he made his voice look so old..."

Jia Cong winked at Qi Youlu.

Qi Youlu smiled delicately and said: "Master..."

Jia She's whole body was filled with chills!

When he opened his eyes, he saw Qi Youlu who was showing off. He laughed softly and cursed: "Today, the whole capital is calling me a monster!"

"Youlu, you are truly a monster!"

"I don't even know what Xiuchi taught you children..."

Jia She raised the god for a long time.

Finally I feel that my body is not so tired.

He opened his eyes and smiled at Jia Cong:

"Cong'er, daddy tells you something."

Jia Cong asked: "What's the matter?"

Jia She said: "Han Li had the unlucky afternoon and squatted in Tianlao Prison, waiting for a thorough investigation jointly by the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple."

He himself is the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so naturally he can no longer be investigated by the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Jia Cong was stunned: "Corruption cases also have to go to jail?"

Doesn’t it mean that the place is determined by the time specified in the hereafter?

Jia She smiled and said: "He was found guilty of a life lawsuit."

"Is this the position of Zuodu Yushi? With a bang, it fell from the sky!"

"Smashed it on someone's head!"

"Guess, Cong'er, who is this person?"

Jia Cong doesn’t have to guess at all.

He threw his head back and laughed.
Chapter completed!