"You and the fifth young lady of the Heng family, two unmarried girls, are not afraid, so why should I worry?"
Aunt Zhong smiled, but added, "Having said that, when I was planning, I also rented two houses with two entrances in the village next door. You and Miss Hengwu will live in one, and we will live in another with the mothers in the kitchen. Zhou Ergou and the Zheng brothers' back room is right in front of our house. If someone is not careful, they can come immediately if there is any disturbance."
Xian Jinmao looked at Aunt Zhong with a smile, and the joy in his heart was about to burst through the sky!
Oh my god!
She cultivated a manager who belonged to her very own!
Suo'er is the chief secretary, and this one is the reserve assistant chief!
Tears in my eyes!
She is willing to exchange twenty dollars a year for Aunt Zhong's lifetime contract!
Xianjin's gaze was too scorching.
Aunt Zhong lowered her head and coughed softly, "When the dispute over tribute paper comes to an end, if the result is good, my lever..."
Aunt Zhong lowered her head and touched the two bars on her cuffs.
She curls it so carefully, isn't it just for these few bars?
Aunt Du, who entered Chen Ji in the same year as her, was inexplicably given an extra bar because she passed the examination for a scholar in the autumn examination last year!
She had a dream that day. She dreamed that her son was wearing a purple robe, riding a tall horse and sewing a uniform for her at the door of the store. She took off the uniform and saw that the cuffs were covered with stripes...
Dreams are absurd and empty, but after waking up, the happy mood is very real.
Aunt Zhong hates it.
I hate that my son is only three years old!
Xianjin smiled and said, "Manager Dong will be 62 next year. If nothing unexpected happens, he should retire..."
Aunt Zhong straightened her back and kept her waist straight.
Xianjin walked out with his head down. Halfway through, he turned back and told Aunt Zhong, "By the way, clear out Mr. Gou's bed. He's not here."
Aunt Zhong narrowed her eyes and answered without asking any more questions, "Okay, I'll go to the clinic and get two plasters for your legs right away. It's summer now, and the wound on your dog's leg is most likely to relapse. It's itchy and painful, and you can't stay in the steamy and hot workshop."
When Xianjin saw that Aunt Zhong understood immediately, he smiled with relief and gave her a thumbs up without hesitation.
The next day at noon.
The guys had lunch in the kitchen, wiped their sweat and went back to the kitchen - although they didn't know why, Chen's had a rule of taking a half-hour break after lunch.
In the first one or two days, they were quite uncomfortable with it: paper makers, to put it bluntly, are physically strong people, so how could they have the habit of taking a nap at noon?
So delicate!
Rested for two days: It smells so good!
If you close your eyes at noon, even if you can’t sleep, you will still be energetic in the afternoon and even in the evening.
When the big guy pushed open the door, everyone was stunned.
Their house...is so well kept...
The bedding was folded neatly, the table was cleaned, and the water in the basin was changed. Not only was it fragrant, but it was also crystal clear.
Everyone looked at each other.
After playing like this for two or three days, a few words were heard - "...The night before yesterday, Chen Ji's storekeeper He came. Hearing that our work was hard, he specially hired two more sisters to help clean the house and change the bedding every day..."
"More than just changing the bedding! Wash the dirty pants I took off yesterday!"
"It's more than just washing pants! I washed my 30-year-old patinated comb until it was shiny! I've been using hair oil for 30 years!"
"Manager He is such a caring person!"
“Good man, good man!”
"I will work hard! I will work until midnight today!"
...
Although these compliments sounded a bit strange, Xianjin still accepted them with pleasure.
After three days of preparation, in the evening, before the night fell completely, the sun's halo hidden behind the endless clouds, three "dong dong dong" sounds of gongs pierced the sky.
About seventy or eighty people, grouped according to their respective businesses, stood in three rows.
Xianjin walked up the steps, his hands hanging naturally, and he looked around calmly, then said, "Hello, everyone."
Behind him is Hengxi from the Heng family, the second in command of the Liu family, the shopkeeper of the Yun family, and the illiterate Qiang Ge who selflessly provided two cooks.
As soon as Xianjin opened his mouth, the waiter below was visibly startled.
In such a spacious place, when this thin and tall girl opened her mouth, her voice was powerful and could be clearly heard by everyone.
At least it proves that she is not as weak and frail as she looks.
"You must have heard of me."
"Hexianjin, He means congratulations, Xian means show, and Jin means gold."
Xianjin said his name calmly and clearly, "The head shopkeeper of Chen's, the boss of the three workshops of Xuantian, Fubai and Jixi."
Xianjin stood beside the gong and spoke every word clearly.
"I don't need to explain why you are standing here. Bazhang Xuan has been in seclusion for a long time. You are all the best paper-making masters in Xuancheng Prefecture. If such precious tribute paper can be made by you, it will be a great achievement for your ancestors."
Xianjin always had a smile on his lips, and his eyes lingered on each person's face seriously and sincerely.
"I'm sure everyone is tired of hearing this bullshit."
Xianjin changed the subject and smiled, "When we do things, we don't talk nonsense, we only speak the truth - once Xuan paper is selected as tribute paper this time, Chenji will reward three taels of silver to each person present."
"The paper mills where you work will be rewarded with three taels of silver."
Six taels of silver, two months.
Most of the people present couldn't help but move their eyebrows and eyes!
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