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

It’s not that they dislike Caijia Lane, but that they can only move back to the big house with five in and three out of the Qinhuai River to announce to the entire Jinling that the Zhao family has completely turned over.

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

It is said that, how can you not take a look at the house you have taken back?

Zhao Hao had to yawn and followed him on the road. In fact, he had only half a day of good memories of the mansion, but the other few days were terrible. If you really want to talk about having feelings, it is still the small courtyard that was demolished by his uncle, which will never be replaced in his heart.

Thinking of this, he gave Zhao Shouye a blank look. The uncle got cold on his back of his spine when he was seen, and he hurriedly said, "What's wrong? Is there a flower on his uncle's face?"

"I'm thinking, if my old neighbor sees him, the uncle who is about to die, is now running around and running around, I wonder what he thinks?"

"Didn't you say that this is a miracle of medicine..." Zhao Shouye scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "People say that it hurts for 100 days. I was honestly bored at home for three months. Now it's reasonable to recover?"

"Well, it's reasonable." Zhao Hao deliberately teased his uncle and said seriously: "But for the sake of safety, it's better for uncle to use a crutch and cough from time to time in front of him. No one should say anything about it."

"It makes sense." Zhao Shouye is now blindly convinced by Zhao Hao's words. He immediately asked Gao Wu to stop the car, bought a crutch on the side of the road, and bought a box of gouache. When he got back to the car, he threw a little into his face.

Zhao Hao finally held back his laughter, but as soon as he saw his uncle's deterioration, he couldn't help but want to laugh. As a result, he held it all the way, causing his stomach to hurt, which was really harmful to others and himself.

After a while, the carriage crossed the Qinhuai River and came to the gate of the Zhao family's mansion.

When the four got off the car, they happened to meet Zhang Yuanwai's man picking the plaque. The Zhao Shouzheng brothers naturally sighed again.

When the Zhang family evacuated, the four of them stepped into the house and saw that the tiles and tiles that were half old were replaced with top-notch cleaned goods. The walls were also painted, and even the doors and windows were completely renovated. Many landscape sketches were added inside and outside, adding a lot of color to the entire mansion.

"I hug the mountains in one path, and it's actually in the city." Looking at the beautiful scenery caused by the Taihu stone, Zhao Shouzheng couldn't help but praise: "This Zhang is quite tasteful."

"He was going to live by himself, so he specially invited Mr. Wenshui, son of Wen Zhengming, to come and give instructions." Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile and said, "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't know that he had bought this house."

"Oh, my son actually knows Mr. Wenshui?" Zhao Shouzheng couldn't help but be fascinated and said, "I like his paintings very much for my father. I can look back and ask for a painting of ink for me."

"It's easy to say." Zhao Hao nodded with a smile, and while walking in, he talked nonsense to his father: "You can still buy Tang Bohu's masterpiece from him."

"Then I'll have two more pictures." Zhao Shouye said happily: "There are some places at home now that they have hung up."

Zhao Hao glanced at him, and he quickly bent down and coughed with a cane.

"Uncle, this is at home..." Zhao Hao smiled helplessly. He knew that Uncle didn't know how to express his gratitude, so he deliberately pretended to be ugly to make him happy.

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

While speaking, the four of them walked to the main courtyard of the Houzhai. Seeing the empty courtyard, they couldn't help but miss Zhao Li, who had no news.

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

"You can't wait!" Zhao Shouye slapped his thigh and said to Zhao Xian: "Tomorrow you will bring two people back to Xiuning. One is to report a happy marriage to the clan, and the other is to be sure to ask clearly where the old man has gone. If you don't get your grandfather back, you don't have to come back."

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

The next morning, Zhao Xian took his men to set off, while Zhao Shouzheng and his brothers 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 the Zhao family is rich again, and the furniture of ordinary pine, cypress and willow trees are naturally not favored. In the room where the owner lives, there are either rosewood or yellow rosewood, and precious furniture of Qingyishui. Naturally, Zhao Hao has bought the Huanghuali step bed that he has been thinking about, and he has twelve pieces at the same time...

When the three of them nodded and bowed to the store, Zhao Hao suddenly stabbed his eyes by the reflection of the shop opposite.

Seeing him frowning, the store owner immediately held up an umbrella and helped Mr. Zhao block the light. He said angrily: "It's really bad to open the opposite door to a store."

"Love?" Zhao Hao accidentally revealed his ignorance.

"My son doesn't even know?" Zhao Shouzheng explained strangely: "Jing is also called glasses. Your grandfather once brought a pair of them."

"Yes, the old man is so dazzling that he can't see clearly without wearing that thing." Zhao Shouye also added.

"Oh?" Zhao Hao thought to himself, wasn't that just reading glasses?

"You guys keep walking, I'll take a look." Zhao Hao said, leaving the two of them, accompanied by Gao Wu, went straight to the opposite store.

I saw nearly a hundred shiny lenses hanging on the shelf at the door of the store. No wonder Zhao Hao was almost blinded.

It’s not that the store owner deliberately made bad things, but that the store is dark and can only audition at the entrance of the store.

The owner of the store had seen that the young master was sent by the boss opposite. Knowing that the distinguished guest was coming, he hurried out of the counter and greeted him in person.

"This young man has invited me. I wonder if I look at reading glasses or missing glasses?"

"Um..." Zhao Hao would not show any timidity this time, and he said without comment: "Take it all up."

The store took a tray with a velvet cloth, took off some lenses from the shelf, and introduced to Zhao Hao: "This is presbyopia, this is a few flowers. It is recommended to use single photos for presbyopia, and a few flowers are recommended to use double photos."

Zhao Hao looked at the so-called single photo, which was a single-piece glasses. Double photo was more like glasses from later generations, and he just used a rope instead of temples.

Zhao Hao tried it separately. Sure enough, reading glasses are femtophobic glasses, and rare flower glasses are myopia glasses.

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

"What material do these glasses use?" Zhao Haozhunruo asked casually.

"The glass is cheaper, you can buy a pair of 10 taels. The ones you show the young master are made of East China Sea crystals, which are much clearer, so naturally they are a little more expensive, so you can get 30 taels per piece."

"Take a glass one." Zhao Hao was secretly shocked, thinking that even cheaper ones can open a private room in Weijixian. This is really something that rich people can only use.

No wonder there is only this Shuan shop in Confucius Temple, and I have never seen it even in such a prosperous place as Bell and Drum Tower Street.

He asked the store to come over with a few more green lenses. When compared under the sun, he found that the glasses were impure in texture and had a serious color shift, and they were indeed unable to compare with the crystal clear East China Sea crystal.

He deliberately defrauded the shopkeeper and said, "You can't burn this, I've seen glass that is much more transparent than this."

"Young master saw that it was either from the big inside or from the West," the shop owner said hurriedly: "The eunuch Sanbao brought the glass burner back from the West, but it was always the royal family who made this item, and the folk imitation was always unsatisfactory. Later, I found this East China Sea crystal to replace it, so that this logistics would spread."

"Where did you come from?"

"We are from Hangzhou. In the Ming Dynasty, we are from Suzhou and Hangzhou in this industry." The shopkeeper replied with a smile.

ps. I saw glasses in the "Scenery of the Southern Capital" painted by Qiu Ying in the Ming Dynasty, and I also verified a lot of information, hoping to reduce the debate.
Chapter completed!