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Chapter 10 Find out who the original owner of the house is

But what Wang Xuan never expected was that when Wang Xuan handed it to Liu Sanshun, Liu Ji intercepted it on the spot, and he held it in his hand with the bowl he had already handed it to him.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. I didn't hear your brother say that there was no bowl at home, so he wouldn't get the bowl for me to go home, and even call me the second brother, your sister-in-law and the others to pick up more firewood for your brother's family." Liu Ji didn't say that after robbing him, he was still scolding Liu Sanshun.

Liu Sanshun, who was scolded, kept staring at the small basin containing braised pork. He wanted to say that it was his, but he didn't dare, so he could only swallow his saliva and leave reluctantly.

Wang Xuan looked at all this very clearly. He really wanted to say, isn’t it just a bowl of rice with braised pork?

But he didn't dare! He was afraid of being scolded by this angry old man!

"Boy Xuan, I'll ask you, over the past month, are the firewood you burned? The wood you removed?" After Liu Sanshun left, Liu Ji looked at Wang Xuan and asked.

"Yes, Uncle Liu, you also know that I haven't gone out for a long time, and a lot of the wood is corroded, so I use it as firewood. Doesn't this save a lot of money for buying firewood?" Wang Xuan didn't understand why Liu Ji asked this, and he even said to Liu Ji with a frugal look on his face.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he found that Liu Ji's face was wrong. He subconsciously asked, "Brother Liu, is there anything wrong with this?"

"I'm so angry, bastard, do you know that the wood you burned contains a lot of old red sandalwood materials? Our boss was detained by the Chen family because of a piece of red sandalwood. You did use it as firewood. You said what's wrong with you, bastard?" Liu Ji looked at Wang Xuan's puzzled look, and was so angry that he raised his foot and kicked Wang Xuan, and then started to scold him.

"What, old red sandalwood material, right?" Wang Xuan, who was kicked, heard Liu Ji say that there was old red sandalwood material in the pile of wood he burned, and he screamed in shock.

Then he ran back to the kitchen quickly, quickly took out the wood he had just added, and quickly extinguished it with water.

"I'm done, I said that every time I burn the fire, I smelled the wood with a faint fragrance. It turned out that there was sandalwood inside! The old man who sold the house didn't say it clearly. Didn't this make me burn a lot of money for nothing?" After extinguishing the wooden blocks, Wang Xuan shouted there with a depressed look on his face.

"By the way, Uncle Liu, tell me, whose property was originally the mansion! Those who can use rosewood as building materials must be not an unknown person. Let's talk to the boy!" After calling out, Wang Xuan immediately thought that the person who can use rosewood as building materials must have a great family. He was afraid of causing trouble, so he asked Liu Ji for advice.

"I thought you would never ask about that! The original owner of this house was Zhao Cijing. You may not know this person, but you must have heard of his wife, that is Princess Changguang."

"When it comes to this Prince Zhao, it is also miserable. When His Majesty raised an army, he wanted to recruit Princess Changguang and Prince Zhao to return to Taiyuan, but because Prince Zhao could not bear to have her mother traveled a long distance, she did not leave with Princess Changguang. This was the farewell Prince Zhao's family, except for his younger brother Zhao Cihao, had no one escaped. Among them, there was the youngest son of Prince Changguang."

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"Bo Liu, wait, do you keep saying that this house is Princess Changguang's original home, does that mean?" After hearing Liu Ji's story, Wang Xuan couldn't help but sweat and asked in a trembling voice.

"Don't worry! Since Prince Zhao's family went to the house, Princess Changguang has been here once or twice a few years ago. She hasn't been here in the past three years, and no one has been sent to repair it. Moreover, the house was inherited by Prince Zhao's younger brother, and the person who sold the house was also the housekeeper of the Zhao family. As for why the Zhao family sold this house, I don't know whether you want to ask around and live in peace of mind." Seeing that Wang Xuan was so panicked, how could Liu Ji not understand Wang Xuan's thoughts, and immediately comforted Wang Xuan.

Sure enough, after hearing Liu Ji's words, Wang Xuan felt much better, otherwise Wang Xuan would be scared to death.

However, because of this, and understanding that the wood he had removed before was all good materials, he couldn't bear to use it as firewood.

Wang Xuan grabbed a bowl of braised pork rice from Liu Ji, and squatted outside the kitchen and started eating.

It was not until Liu Sanshun and others brought firewood from their house that Wang Xuan started cooking again.

However, when cooking, Wang Xuan could always feel Liu Sanshun's resentful gaze. The reason was that the braised pork croaking rice that made him swallow was gone.

"I said Brother Sanshun, isn't it just a bowl of braised pork rice? Do you need to keep staring at me here?" In the end, Wang Xuan was staring at his scalp and couldn't help but say to Liu Sanshun with depression.

"Xiao Xuan, you eat it often, of course you don't think anything is wrong, but brother, I haven't eaten such delicious meat yet. How can I not be depressed?" Liu Sanshun said to Wang Xuan depressedly.

"I know, I know, Brother Sanshun, I'm here to promise you that as long as you work hard, I'll make you braised pork tomorrow, okay." In the end, Wang Xuan had no choice but to promise Liu Sanshun.

"This is what you said, you can't regret it!" When Liu Sanshun heard that he would have something to eat tomorrow, he immediately said to Wang Xuan happily like a child.

"I understand, I know, Brother Sanshun, look at your greedy appearance now, even your Niu is not as good as yours." Seeing Liu Sanshun like this, Wang Xuan joked with him with a funny look.

"Xiaoxuan, that's the little boy in my family. If he had eaten the taste of your braised pork, he might not be as good as mine." When Liu Sanshun heard this, Wang Xuan compared his son with him, and he was immediately unhappy and refuted to Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan could only smile helplessly, and then said nothing to talk to this guy.

Liu Sanshun was also tactful. Seeing that Wang Xuan ignored him, he ran back to the front yard to help.

Without Liu Sanshun's disturbance, Wang Xuan started cooking much faster. After a while, a large pot of cured meat and a large pot of stir-fried cabbage were released. At the same time, the dishes were fried, and the radish soup and rice he cooked were also ready.

"Brother Sanshun, Brother Ercheng, you need to have a meal. Come and help serve the food." After Wang Xuan finished the meal, he ran out of the kitchen and stood there, shouting at the front yard.

After shouting, Wang Xuan walked towards the front yard with the rice.

Sure enough, Wang Xuan had just walked a few steps, and Liu Sanshun pulled Liu Ercheng and ran over quickly.

Perhaps it was because they saw that Wang Xuan had the best old sponge sandals at home, and Wang Xuan was willing to help. They had already let go of their elder brother's heart.
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