Xianjin first assigned Zheng Laoer, who was also a man, to take care of Zhou Ergou personally. When he saw Zheng Laoer trying to use freshly boiled hot water to wipe Zhou Ergou's wound, Xianjin acted like a god and rescued Zhou Ergou from danger in time. He was also prepared to entrust Zhou Ergou to Zhang Mama, but Zhang Mama had to take care of the food and clothing of more than ten people in the Jixi workshop, and she was really busy, so she contracted the task again to Suo'er, who was the more idle person in the team.
In response to this, Xian Jin was a little hesitant, "...Men and women should not touch each other."
Tuesday Dog lay on the bed, closed his eyes and sneered, "She is also called a woman?"
Suo'er fought back, "If you want to fight, stand up first!"
Xianjin:...
He had no choice but to turn around and tell Zhou Ergou, "Don't mess with her for now. You have a lame leg and you can't beat her even if you hit her."
He reminded Suo'er again, "He is illiterate, but we are not. We should reason with him..." Xianjin looked at Suo'er expectantly, waiting for her to fill in the blanks.
"Conquer them with force!" Suo'er clenched his fists and spoke in a decisive manner.
Xianjin: ....
A little more helpless than before.
Since the two-way check and balance has failed, Xianjin had no choice but to separate the three powers, and pulled Lu Badan, who was hiding from Master Chen Wu, to form a three-way balance of power. "... Accountant Lu is responsible for Master Gou's food, clothing, housing and transportation, Suo'er, you are responsible for supervising Accountant Lu to do his job well, and Master Gou is responsible for taking good care of his illness - after 30 days, I want to see an emotionally stable Suo'er, an accountant who gets along well with Master Gou, and..."
Xianjin put forward the bottom line requirement, which is also the minimum requirement, "and a dog master with healthy hands and feet!"
At least don’t live with missing limbs!
Lu Badan wanted to escape very much, but he couldn't: after all, Zhou Ergou was the one who led him into this pyramid scheme, oh no, this loving family, and they were the first to suppress him by force.
Xianjin was very satisfied with this arrangement and finally had time to do other things - such as finding collective dormitories for everyone and renting a small courtyard with three entrances very close to Caishikou on Xicheng Avenue at a price of fifty-eight taels a year; for example, he ran around to several places to see the current development direction of Xuancheng's paper industry; he also stayed up several nights and made a business plan of more than twenty pages, but tore up the plan at the moment the sun rose.
Every road has someone walking on it.
Xuancheng's paper industry is very mature.
Bai Ji is good at making cooked rice paper. Officials in Nanzhili and even Yingtianfu all prefer Bai Ji for writing small regular script and painting fine brushwork. Heng Ji is good at making raw rice paper with good absorption effect. During the period of Emperor Xun of the previous dynasty, a piece of raw rice paper twelve meters long was presented as tribute. Emperor Xun was obsessed with cursive script and made a piece of "Spring Song of Mountain Travel" which received great response among literati and poets. It is said that it is still hanging in the bedroom of the current emperor, which is also the fourth brother of Emperor Xun.
Why is Xianjin so familiar with this history?
Because shameless Hengji carved this story into a plaque, sprinkled gold foil on it, and hung it high at the widest part of the store. The only thing missing was to compose a song and require employees to do exercises at the door every day.
It's quite shameless.
However, when Xianjin learned that Hengji's master craftsman who made the twelve-meter-long rice paper became blind due to internal fighting among brothers, he couldn't help but sigh with relief: It turns out that every household has its own Chen Laowu.
When encountering bottlenecks in entrepreneurship, Xianjin simply turned the "neck-choking" constraints into a necklace. He didn't want to think about the problem for the time being and just finished the task at hand.
Recently, the most important thing is Chen Laowu.
If Chen Laowu is not eliminated, no matter how much she thinks, it will be to make things difficult for others.
In the blink of an eye, it is almost Mid-Autumn Festival. Xuancheng is hot and humid in midsummer. Large white clouds are floating in the courtyards of the houses where water flows in all directions. The ancient Huizhou with tiled suspension bridges makes people speak in a low voice to avoid disturbing the mist and rain that has quietly penetrated the mountains and forests.
The only downside is that you have to bring an umbrella when you go out.
The sky was clear in the morning, it rained heavily at noon, and the setting sun was shining in the evening.
The work at the Jixi workshop was almost done. It was said that Fourth Brother Hai brought four or five people to set up camp there and work, working day and night, really treating this job as a big one. During this period, he invited Xianjin to inspect the site, but Xianjin evaded the question by saying, "Every man has his own expertise, and I can only see the benefits if I go and see."
At the same time, Brother Hai Si asked Xianjin to increase his wages by another fifty taels, using reasons such as "it is difficult to transport the wood", "the cost of the water channel", and "the workers want to increase the fee for removing slag".
Show gold one by one to meet.
On the last day of tile laying, Manager Dong bowed his head and came to ask again, "... they said they were going to finish the work, please come and take a look again."
Xianjin was writing something, and after a while he looked up and asked, "Have the papers been put into the warehouse?"
Manager Dong nodded in agreement.
"Is Brother Zheng ready too?"
Manager Dong nodded again.
Xianjin glanced sideways, looking across the window frames covered with oily parchment paper, and saw dark clouds floating over Jingting Mountain in the northeast. He stood up, stretched his wrists, and said calmly, "Please ask Madam Qu to go with you."
Manager Dong said in embarrassment, "The old lady... may not be willing to go..."
Xianjin's expression was calm, "When we were digging the canal, didn't we find a white jade paperweight with the inscription 'Winning the Laurel Palace'? The meaning is so good, the old lady will definitely go."
Manager Dong:?
What is the first prize?
What is a white jade paperweight?
What what what?
He just played two games of mahjong at home yesterday, so why can't he keep up with his boss's work pace today?
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