This lantern workshop was purchased by the Fang family, but it was just a workshop, not a shop.

The Fang family was not like other merchants who would expand their business into many lines of business after becoming rich. They only ran a bank and at most bought some land.

This workshop is similar to a farm, and is only opened when large quantities of lanterns are needed.

The craftsmen were recruited temporarily, and of course those who were recruited by the Fang family were first-class craftsmen.

However, these top-notch craftsmen were a little hesitant about the lanterns that the little girl asked to make.

"Is it difficult to make?" Miss Jun asked.

The senior executives accompanying him were a little nervous.

I think Miss Jun will lose her temper.

Because Miss Jun told Mrs. Fang that she wanted to come to the workshop to make lanterns, it would be inappropriate for Fang Yuxiu to accompany her in and out of such a place, so Mrs. Fang called in the senior manager.

Firstly, Miss Jun knew Gao Shi, and secondly, it was naturally Gao Shi who reminded Old Madam Fang of any interesting things happening in the capital from Miss Jun's words.

With such an alert senior manager watching over her, Mrs. Fang can feel more at ease.

Ultimately, it was distrust, but Miss Jun did not object at all and calmly accepted the guidance of the senior manager. I don't know whether she did not understand what Mrs. Fang meant, or just didn't care.

The lanterns made by the ladies and servants in the house were small lanterns, and basically all the materials needed were prepared, but Miss Jun insisted on coming to the workshop and even drew a strange blueprint.

From everyone's previous descriptions, we know that Miss Jun is a person who loves to show off. She must want to outdo others at the Lantern Festival.

Now the craftsmen look embarrassed, and Miss Jun must be unhappy.

The senior manager looked at the girl carefully, but found that she looked calm as always.

"Did I not explain it clearly enough?" she said softly, "Because I don't know how to make lanterns, I don't know if what I'm thinking of will work. If there's anything wrong, please tell me and we can think about it together."

The senior manager turned his gaze back to the craftsmen.

He had said long ago that Miss Jun was very calm and could patiently find the answers she needed.

Miss Jun's gentleness and the logic in her speech soothed the craftsmen.

"Miss, you've explained it very clearly." An elderly craftsman stood up and said with a red face. "Our difficulty is not that we can't make it, but that if we do make it, it may not look good."

Director Gao glanced at the blueprint next to him. Although he was not a craftsman and did not like looking at lanterns, he felt that the lanterns on the blueprint were indeed not very pretty.

But since Miss Jun had drawn it with great enthusiasm, he certainly couldn't say it wasn't pretty.

No matter how good-tempered the little girl is, she will definitely be unhappy if she hears something that is not a compliment. These craftsmen are still too honest.

Miss Jun smiled, looking somewhat relieved.

"It's just because of this, that doesn't matter," she said. "It's not for the sake of looking good."

This statement shocked everyone.

Aren't lanterns made to look pretty? Then what are they made for? Are they made to provide light?

This weird Miss Jun.

Since she said so, the craftsmen no longer had any opinions and hurried to work. The senior manager sent Miss Jun home. When she entered the house, the senior manager thought of something and took out a scroll and handed it to her.

"Last time, Miss Jun asked me what interesting things there were in the capital. Although I don't know much about interesting things, there is one fun thing. Recently, many people who went to the capital bought one." He said with a smile.

What are the fun things to do in Beijing?

Miss Jun reached out to take it and opened the scroll. Liu'er also hurried over and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"What is this?" she asked.

"A map of the journey to the capital." Miss Jun said.

The senior manager closed his mouth in surprise and swallowed the name he was about to say.

"Miss Jun also knows about this." He smiled, "I saw someone selling it in the post station, so I bought some."

Miss Jun looked down at the picture in her hand.

This is a somewhat crude drawing, with no good composition. It depicts the distribution of places for eating, drinking and having fun in the capital, and even marks where there are toilets for emergency use.

It is a very clear and convenient map for people who are visiting the capital for the first time.

No one knows who took it out first, but then the map quickly spread like bamboo shoots after rain and everyone got a copy. Later, the map was placed in front of the emperor, who was very angry. He thought that this would make the prosperity and public image of the capital public, giving the Jin people the intention to spy on the country, which would be a serious problem.

The government was ordered to conduct a thorough search and confiscation, and although they restrained themselves somewhat, they still could not help but conduct raids in private.

In fact, this kind of map is completely different from the map of public affairs. It does not involve the defense of the capital city. At most, it presents the prosperity of the capital city, which makes people yearn for it.

She had seen it before, but for her, she could go wherever she wanted in the capital, so she didn't need such a map at all.

But I didn't expect that she died before she could visit many places. Now it is so far and difficult to go there again.

Miss Jun reached out and touched each of the markings on the map.

"It turns out it was sold in the post station," she said.

What a suitable place! No wonder it wasn’t searched in the capital.

"Yeah, the price is not expensive. I don't know who came up with this idea. Although it looks insignificant, I'm sure it can make a lot of money." The senior manager laughed.

After saying that, I felt a little embarrassed.

Always talking about business and linking it to money is exactly the kind of businessman behavior that Miss Lingjun hates the most.

"But more importantly, the person who can see that people have this need and respond to it must be a very smart person," he added quickly.

Miss Jun nodded and smiled to show her agreement.

Is it because he agrees that he can make money or because he is a smart person? The senior manager couldn't help but wonder, but the thought just flashed through his mind and he didn't ask.

After the craftsmen started working without any instructions, Miss Jun stopped going out every day. She waited until the twelfth day of the first lunar month when the lantern was completed and went to see it for the final nod of approval. Then the lantern made by Miss Jun was covered like the other lanterns in preparation for the Lantern Festival.

The task of managing the affairs of the capital was completed. Miss Jun never asked him a single question about the capital, as if she had never asked him before.

There were only three days left until the Lantern Festival. Fang Chengyu was silent for a moment as he looked at the medicine that was brought to him.

He has been taking this medicine for three days.

Although he had taken all kinds of strange medicines, the medicine he was taking now was the most unpalatable one he had ever taken.

Especially since my mother was still by my side, looking relieved and grateful.

"After taking this medicine, you can go to see the lanterns," she said.

This must be the medicine that woman prescribed.

Fang Chengyu smiled in his heart.

First, my grandmother and mother asked for her consent before we could go to the Lantern Festival, and now he is allowing me to eat whatever she prescribed without any scruples.

My grandmother and mother have gone insane because of their illnesses.

This is really sad and infuriating.

He picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all, letting the medicine flow down his throat like a fire and ignite his whole body.

"Look, you have the strength to pick up the bowl and drink the medicine. This medicine really works." Mrs. Fang said happily, "Chengyu, you can watch the lanterns with me during the Lantern Festival."

Fang Chengyu no longer wanted to look at the lanterns, and even regretted the request he had made in the first place.

What’s so good about lanterns? What’s the point of looking at them? You won’t remember anything when you die.