This news, like a hurricane, swept across the entire Xuancheng in less than twelve hours!
It can be said that there were loud gongs and drums and firecrackers!
From the beating of gongs and drums at the prefectural residence to the four streets and alleys in the east, west, south and north, a series of loud traditional loudspeakers such as suona, waist drum and cha were hired to publicize the matter - which was very inconsistent with the usual indifferent style of Prefect Xiong.
But it's understandable.
It's a tribute after all.
With the royal seal, your paper will be the strongest within two years.
Any small object, even if you draw a sugar man, as long as it is stamped by the royal family as "the strongest in the world", you will be a gilded sugar man, a noble sugar man, and a sugar man that is beyond vulgarity.
As the local official, Magistrate Xiong did not set up a three-day banquet on the spot, which was a very decent display of prudent restraint!
The New Year's celebration had not yet completely faded away, and the twenty-one merchants participating in the tribute paper rolls all placed a huge blooming red silk flower in front of their doorways. For a time, the shops were crowded with people, not only from the local prefecture, but even the neighboring Huai'an Prefecture, Nanjing Prefecture, Yiyang Prefecture, and the more distant Suzhou Prefecture and Yancheng Prefecture all sent people to negotiate orders.
Unfortunately, the tribute paper was offered in the name of Xuancheng Paper Chamber of Commerce.
Excluding the three merchants who withdrew from the group midway, there are still eighteen merchants participating in the production.
So which one is the best?
The locals in Xuancheng Prefecture certainly know Chen Heng Bai Yunliu, and can even talk about the decades of love and hatred between the famous shopkeeper He and the Chen family.
In general, Xianjin not only brings a rich material world to the people of Xuancheng, but also brings colorful spiritual food.
These gossips, oh no, these truths are well known to the locals, but outsiders don’t know!
Huo Dabing was standing at the intersection of the four main streets in Xuancheng Prefecture, feeling a little confused. Everywhere he looked, he saw paper shops with signboards with a big red flower on them.
Huo Dabing scratched his head.
So, which one should he choose?
It seems like every company claims to be the best?
There is another one that is very creative - on the wall at the entrance of the paper shop, there are seven or eight golden plaques hanging in a row, like a list of dishes.
Huo Dabing was a little at a loss: he came all the way from faraway Shandong and heard that Xuancheng paper had won this year's tribute paper. His employer, the largest printing shop in Shandong, told him to buy Xuancheng paper. He didn't have to buy the best paper, but he had to buy it from the best store.
Which store is the best?
Huo Dabing was walking at the crossroads of life, pacing back and forth. He had made a wrong purchase, and his job, which had earned him a month and a half of money and required him to work overtime every day, was gone in an instant!
As Huo Dabing was hesitating, he heard a loud gavel in the teahouse next door. Huo Dabing leaned over and listened to the storyteller on the stage: "Continuing from the last time, when the news of the court's collection of tribute paper came out, the paper industry in the entire city was stunned!"
"The last time Xuan paper won the tribute was 20 years ago. Now the world has changed. How can Xuan paper break through the siege? How can we stand on the top of the paper industry again? "
“This question is worth pondering.”
"At the critical moment, one person and one family stood up!"
You know what, this storyteller, although he has an accent, his speech is full of intonation and emotion, and he is a great storyteller!
Huo Dabing walked inside unconsciously, leaned against the pillar, and listened intently.
"It's Hengji!"
"It's Hengji's chief steward, Master Henglian!"
“He stood up!”
"He brought together more than 20 paper companies of all sizes in Xuancheng Prefecture. Those with money contributed money, and those with strength contributed their strength. Everyone worked together, and with 20 families working together, they managed to make tribute paper!"
"For this piece of paper, Mr. Heng couldn't sleep at night, couldn't eat, studied and explored for a long time. The hard work of the Xuancheng paper industry people was all reflected in this hard-working and meritorious boss..."
Huo Dabing suddenly understood.
Oh, the most powerful paper company in Xuancheng is Hengji, and the most powerful person is called Henglian.
Huo Dabing took note of it silently in his mind.
marvelous!
I get a little bit of compensation every month, get up earlier than the chickens and sleep later than the dogs, and I have kept my job!
Just as Huo Dabing was about to stand up and leave, he saw a middle-aged man sitting in the hall angrily spat at the stage.
"Eat shit!"
Then, the middle-aged man rushed out with his hands behind his back.
This guy is really angry.
I was so angry that smoke was coming out of the top of my head!
Huo Dabing scratched his head and followed him. He saw the man walk into a shop with a sign that read "Qiangji Paper Shop".
ah.
This shop doesn't have any big red flowers.
Huo Dabing rubbed the soles of his shoes at the door for a long time, and finally walked in. The wind chimes were blown and made a tinkling sound. The middle-aged man who had been furious just now angrily lifted the curtain of the inner room and poked his head out with a fierce look, "What are you doing!"
"Buy...buy paper..." Huo Dabing was shocked.
Boss Qiang instantly retracted his fierce and smoky expression, and his eyes became kind and friendly, "Ah, you want to buy paper? What kind of paper do you want to buy? Our shop has plain paper, gold foil, colored paper... We are in the business of fine paper. If you want large paper, it would be best to go to Chen, oh no, go to Shopkeeper He to buy it."
Huo Dabing: "Manager He?"
Speaking of Manager He, I’m not sleepy anymore!
Boss Qiang picked up a bench, opened the curtain, and patted the man on the shoulder. "Brother, your accent doesn't sound like a local. You came to me to buy paper instead of going to Hengji or Liuji. I know you are just like me, an honest person! You have good taste!"
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