Yang Fan suddenly expressed his thoughts.

The construction of the ship is coming to an end, but the right person has not yet been found.

It just so happened that Fang Yiai and Du He had nothing to do, so Yang Fan decided to change several boxes of silver to stimulate their nerves in order to better stimulate their fighting spirit.

Sure enough, Fang Yiai and his two eyes were glowing, and they were full of fighting spirit. They asked anxiously: "Is there really gold everywhere overseas?"

Yang Fan took a sip of tea without rushing and then said, "Of course, the channel needs to be explored slowly. As far as we know, the silver production in Fusang Kingdom is several times that of the Tang Dynasty, and the birthplace of Kunlun slaves is rich in gold. As long as we sell the daily necessities that the Tang Dynasty usually uses to sell to those natives, we can get a thousand times the profit. Isn't this a huge profit business? It's just that when the channel is not familiar with it, it may be a little dangerous, so please think twice before doing it..."

"What's this danger? Fuck it..." Fang Yiai and Du He looked at each other, slapped their thighs and shouted.

In their opinion, even if you die, it is better than being always in front of a rice insect!

Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan also nodded immediately.

Of course, Yang Fan would not be flirtatious and expressed his ideas.

Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan were responsible for recruiting merchant ship escorts. After all, they had a lot of resources to retire from the imperial guards.

As long as these people have a little training, they will have strong combat power, and there is no need to spend extra resources to train them.

Of course, Yang Fan would also send his own guard alone and decided to be led by Wang Xiaojie, the future general.

Looking at the people who were ready to move, Yang Fan smiled: "This matter will be after June next year at the earliest. Brothers don't have to worry..."

Fang Yiai and Cheng Chumo suddenly turned into bitter melon-shaped faces when they heard this, and sighed, "Why should Brother Yishan notify my father to come? Our money!"

Looking at the two people who were like wealthy slaves, Yang Fan smiled slightly: "Who made you lose money when you invested in a restaurant? The money you invested is all from your own houses. Of course, you have to pay it back first after earning money."

"How about Brother Jinghuan's money..." Fang Yiai muttered a little depressedly, but when he saw Li Jinghuan's murderous eyes, he would never dare to continue talking.

These people are simply live treasures, which makes Yang Fan feel a little funny.

These brothers are usually very generous, and only Du He took out the money he took out when he invested. Fang Yiai, Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan were all withdrawn from the mansion, so Yang Fan asked Fang Xuanling and the others to take it back.

The reason why they deliberately let so much money is just to sacrifice their appetite.

Cash is the most shocking thing.

As for why he didn't let Li Jinghuan's father come over, Yang Fan was a little worried.

According to the historical trajectory, Li Daozong was about to be taken down, and his title and official hat could not be preserved, and even the property in the mansion would be confiscated by the court.

If Li Daozong was asked to take the money back at this time, wouldn’t it be that hot buns will go and fight dogs without returning?

But after a conversation with Li Daozong last time, this kind of thing that is unknown is even more certain.

But Yang Fan couldn't say it out loud.

On the one hand, I was afraid that Li Jinghuan would be worried, but on the other hand, the main reason was that this matter had not happened yet, who would believe it?

So he had to turn his head to Li Jinghuan and said, "If Brother Jinghuan can trust it, these dividends will be placed in the Yang Mansion for the time being. Brother Jinghuan needs to use it at any time, just come to the Yang Mansion account room to collect it; of course, it is okay for Brother Jinghuan to take it away now..."

Although some people can't understand why Yang Fan has such an unreasonable approach, Li Jinghuan did not object.

Among the few people, Li Jinghuan reacted the fastest and said with some uncertainty: "But my father..."

Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, and Mo Ling said verbally: "Some things cannot be said, heard, or spread. This imperial examination reform has been very affected. Lord Shangshu may be implicated in the future, but there should be no major events..."

Although he knew the real reason, Yang Fan could not say it out loud. He could only use this as an excuse and just click it to the end.

As the backbone, Yang Fan is still very prestigious. Since he said that there was nothing big, he naturally did not ask the bottom line.

The attention naturally turned to the wine glass again, and the heroic sound of fists came one after another.

For a moment, the cold winter was no longer so unrestrained.

It was not until night fell that the people sent the drunk Cheng Chumo and the others back to the house. Yang Fan was also five points drunk at this time.

Although I don’t know if the saying goes crazy after drinking is correct, moderate amount of alcohol can really stimulate the sexual function.

"My husband... spare Mei Niang!" Wu Mei Niang lay on the bed, her graceful body soft and weak.

This made Yang Fan very depressed, and now he had to fire the arrow on the string.

Yang Fan said with a bitter face: "What should I do when I look like this?"

Wu Meiniang was almost crying. Before she got married, Yang also taught the joy of sexual intercourse, but it was completely different!

My husband is simply a bull. Every time he wants to be in the corner, he will be defeated.

Wu Meiniang bit her red lips lightly, her eyes blurred: "Husband, why don't you call Xing'er in..."

Although she felt a little depressed, Yang Fan knew that too much was not enough, so she had to endure it.

After all, Xing'er's little girl is only thirteen years old, so she really can't bear to be in trouble.

Seeing Yang Fan's uncomfortable look, Wu Meiniang bit her silver teeth and forced her sore and weak body.

Soon, Yang Fan took a breath.

Because she was bitten by Her Majesty Wu Zetian, Yang Fan's touch nerves were immediately sensitive to hundreds of thousands of times.

It took a while to pay qiang.

Wu Meiniang gave Yang Fan a blank look, almost causing thunder and fire again.

After cleaning up, Wu Meiniang lay on Yang Fan's chest and listened to her powerful heartbeat.

Yang Fan stroked his big hand through his lubricated skin, felt the jade-like touch, and asked, "Where have Minyue and the others been?"

Wu Meiniang drew circles with her hands and opened her red lips lightly: "Two days will be the end of the year. My sister and the others went to Junyangfang to see her mother. Meiniang will also go tomorrow..."

Yang Fan said strangely: "Why don't you take her over to celebrate the New Year together?"

Wu Meiniang was overjoyed and said expectantly: "Husband, is it really possible?"

Only through Wu Meiniang's explanation did Yang Fan know the reason.

In ancient times, mother-in-law usually did not celebrate the New Year at her son-in-law's house.

However, as a time traveler, Yang Fan ignored these old customs.
Chapter completed!