Jia Qiang naturally didn't know that there was trouble in Rongqing Hall for half a night.

Of course, if you know it, you won't care.

After all, in his opinion, those cries were just children's playfulness......

Early the next morning, before dawn, Jia Qiang returned to her residence in the East Wutiao Hutong of Qingta Temple.

At this time, Liu Laoshi and Aunt Chun were already busy, but for them, it is better to be busy with some things, otherwise people who have been busy for most of their lives will really be idle, followed by illness......

didn't talk much, Jia Qiang talked about the new house: "It's not far from the entrance of the vegetable market, go south along Xidan Street, go out of Xuanwu Gate, and walk a little further." The point is, it's safer over there, too. ”

Aunt Chun smiled when she heard this: "You can pull it down, and walk away from the small Banla Imperial City, which is not far away?" Besides, there are still many ordinary people here in Qingta Temple, and I can also absorb popularity when I go out for a walk, and when I get to the root of the imperial city, I have to hold my stomach when I fart, otherwise I'm afraid of knocking down a few princes! ”

Liu Laoshi frowned and said, "Just you can!" Then he said to Jia Qiang: "Qiang'er, we don't have to move anymore." It's very good here, and there are the Golden Sands Gang to take care of it, so there is no danger. Even if someone wanted to come in and steal the recipe, he wanted to be blind. I don't know what the hay dust in this room is used for, and they steal it for nothing. ”

Jia Qiang reluctantly persuaded: "I'm worried about what if the thieves have the intention of kidnapping you?" ”

Liu honestly smiled: "Tie Niu still came back at night, and he just left." ”

Jia Qiangqi said: "I listened to Li Jing's meaning, I will find someone to train him well, why did he come back at night?" ”

Liu honestly said: "He couldn't rest assured that he couldn't leave his family and children, so he asked for leave and came back, and his master agreed." Qiang'er, you don't have to worry about us, don't worry. The house here is also spacious, so you don't have to worry about money, and your sister's body is also treated with medicine, which has achieved great results. Everything, enough. That prince and noble land, we can't afford it, we really want to go, it's better to be comfortable here. ”

When Jia Qiang heard this, she sighed lightly and said, "Since this is the case, let's talk about it later." ”

Back in the back house, it was almost as chaotic as the front garden.

In the middle of the base is a wind stove, the stove is high to the waist, and two large pots are placed in front and back, all of which are used for boiling cloth.

There are four or five large vats on the west side of the stove, which is called the dye vat. The walls of the cylinder are colorful. A wooden board is also placed on each cylinder, which is called the cylinder board. Remove the cloth from the dye vat and drain it on the plate of the dye vat. A smooth wooden stake is buried behind the cylinder, and the cloth or wire after water control is set on the wooden stake, and a short wooden stick is inserted and twisted to remove the water.

There are also cloth grinding stones, cloth scrolls, cloth drying racks, twist boards, cylinder sticks, cylinder bowls, etc.

All of them are the most primitive methods of dyeing cloth in the majors that Jia Qiang studied in her previous life.

Of course, in his previous life, he had never used these real operations, but only understood how the ancient working people weaved and dyed, and because he had to take the exam, he remembered it so really.

Nowadays, it takes a little practice to understand the recipe.

Fortunately, he used these things as raw materials to make barbecue secrets, and let people buy them.

After more than half a month of experiments, I finally succeeded in testing all the dozen or so recipes for dyeing cloth that I had learned in my previous life.

The rest is fine, the key is to control the water temperature.

Different colors are sensitive to water temperature, and in this era when there is no thermometer, it takes skills and means to prepare to control the temperature, and this is the real secret ingredient.

Even if the secrets in this house are stolen, as long as you don't know the temperature, the dyed cloth is still not bullshit.

Standing in the courtyard for a while, Jia Qiang entered the house, calmed down and read the book for an hour and a half, selected the blue one from the eight pieces of cloth in the east chamber, and then cut it out about six or seven feet, wrapped it, and then went out.

……

West side of Zhengyang Gate, Dali Temple Street.

A three-storey building stands on the side of the street, with a plaque on the wide gatehouse, on which is written Hang Seng Cloth.

As one of the eight largest cloth stores in Shenjing City, the semicolon of the Hang Seng is not only open all over Shenjing City, but also all over the south and north of Zhili.

Everywhere in the world, you can see the shops of the Hang Seng number.

The owner of the Hang Seng number, the Shandong Wang family, is naturally a world-famous businessman.

And this gatehouse on the street side of Dali Temple is the general number of Hang Seng cloth now.

Jia Qiang, together with the iron head and the pillar, reined in front of the gatehouse.

Looking up at the tall gatehouse, Jia Qiang exhaled lightly in her heart, as the saying goes, the Taoist shop is a big bully, but I don't know if this Hang Seng has any eyesight.

"Yo! Three guest officers, inside please. ”

Several juniors had already stepped forward, and after Jia Qiang and the three of them fell off their horses, they approached to greet them.

Or let people leash horses, or invite guests in.

However, while inviting someone, Xiao Er, who led the way, explained: "I don't know what the guest officer wants, this is the general number of our Hang Seng cloth company, and it generally only accepts more than fifty horses for account trading. If the guest officer wants less, it doesn't matter, and it doesn't matter if you go less than two miles to the south, there is a branch number on Yanshousi Street, even if the guests only need a three-foot narrow cloth, the disdain number will also satisfy the guests. ”

Jia Qiang glanced sideways at this young man in his twenties, and saw that his face was not variegated, so he nodded secretly.

It seems that there is a certain amount of truth in any business that can achieve this point.

He chuckled lightly and said, "What I want to do is a big business, and I hope to meet your owner, or be the master of the shop." ”

The little second who led the way looked at Jia Qiang's moon-white shirt, and couldn't see the depth, and quietly looked at Fan Qiren, and felt that it was difficult to figure out the truth and reality.

It's just that it seems to have a lot of strength......

Xiao Er said with a smile: "I don't know if the owner is here, but the shopkeeper is there." Guests inside you please! ”

……

"Childe, I don't know if there is any big deal to talk about with the old man?"

The old man, whose hair was white, had shrewd eyes, and after quietly looking at Jia Qiang, he asked with a smile.

Jia Qiang didn't say much, opened the package from Tietou's hand, and then took out a dark blue cloth and put it on the table.

Seeing this, the old shopkeeper's eyes fell on the cloth on the table, stepped forward to pick it up, unfolded it gently, and the complexion on his face became a little more solemn.

After a while, he looked at Jia Qiang again, and there was a lot more scrutiny in his eyes, and he asked, "Childe, I don't know which dyeing workshop it is?" ”

Jia Qiang smiled and shook her head: "The shopkeeper is no more than a scholar below." It's just that I have a little interest in the weaving and dyeing business, and I figured out some ancient recipes in private, and I got the color of the cloth in the shopkeeper's hand. ”

The old shopkeeper glanced at Jia Qiang, then looked down at the cloth in his hand, his white eyebrows twisted, and he said in a deep voice: "But I don't know where Your Excellency stole the top-secret recipe of my Hengsheng cloth shop." If you can't explain the reason today, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of my Hang Seng number! ”

After that, he clapped his palms, and in an instant, seven or eight juniors came from nearby, blocking the way.

Jia Qiang: "......"

He still thinks about the feudal society raised by this son of a bitch, and he thinks too harmoniously......

……