Chapter 282: Calculation

In the pavilion in the backyard of Qiantang County, Shen Liao frowned and said, with a thoughtful look on his face. /.QВ⑤、CĒ’Šœ/

On the other side, Chu Zhi looked very leisurely, sitting under the cool shade trellis, holding a well-made and finely carved louver fan in his hand, swaying lightly. The scent of natural bamboo lingers, which seems to dispel a bit of heat in the air.

The original words were relayed, and there were absolutely no deleted sentences. If what Zhang Zhixian said is not wrong. That's how it should be. Chu Zhen said with a smile. The fingers flexibly rotated the fan, and between the opening and closing of the fan blades, the air of spilling was suddenly born.

"Then you agreed for me?" Shen Liao said lightly. His eyes were very secretive, and he looked at the delicate and elegant louver fan from time to time, and the envy flickered quietly.

"Of course not, I'm just in charge of passing the word, as for whether to agree or not, it will be up to Brother Ruida to decide." Chu Zhen hurriedly said. There is a bit of flattery, you must know that the reason why he is rarely idle during this time, when he is busy with disaster relief, he is not burdened by the county government's case skills, in addition to Liu Renzhi's assistance, the most important thing is that Qi Liao took over most of the work, and Chu Zhen only needs to be responsible for sealing.

It is really very easy to make a humanoid stamp, Chu Zhen is happy in it, and he wants to continue in the future, but he can't sin Shen Liao, otherwise people will leave it alone, wouldn't it be because of a small loss.

"Well, forgive me for not daring." Shen Liao said proudly, looking unruly and crazy, and he didn't seem to take Chu Qian's identity as the magistrate to heart at all.

If you change to other narrow-minded people, you must be holding a grudge, but Chu Zhen is not angry, but a little nostalgic, not that he is broad-minded, has the strength, and can tolerate things that are intolerable in the world, but Shen Liao's current appearance, which is similar to the tone of chatting and talking with classmates and friends in the dormitory when Chu Zhen was in college, in fact, there is no other meaning, it is a joke between friends, Chu Zhen also came over like this back then, how can he care.

Besides, Chu Zhen can also see that Shen Liao is also a cold-hearted person, or he is too out of the table among his peers, and he is also a ten-year-old boy, and his puberty has not yet passed, so it is inevitable that he will have some rebellious arrogance, genius, it is normal to have a little temper, and a person with a gentle personality like Chu Zhen is definitely not a genius.

With a chuckle, Chu Zhen continued to shake the fan and said, "What does Brother Ruida mean, agreed?" ā€

"Let me think about it." Shen Liao showed a lack of interest, as if he was not interested in Zhang Yuanshan's invitation, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but say, "I said." You fan, on the market, it seems that I have never seen it, where did you buy it? ā€

"Fan!" Stunned for a moment, he looked down at the louver fan in his hand, and Chu Zhi seemed to be a little excited. Spread the fan surface, approached Shen Liao, stroked the fan that was carefully carved with the pattern of flowers, birds, fish and insects, and said with great interest: "Brother Ruida has good eyesight, speaking of this louver fan." There really isn't one on the market

"Louver fan?" Shen Liao said curiously.

"Exactly, Brother Jida, please see, this fan is made up of a total of one hundred and eight fan pages, and the pages are as light and thin as leaves. Therefore, it is called a hundred shutters, and the production of fan pages is not simple, and the selection of materials is very particular about Chu quality, continued.

"The color of the fan is transparent, and there is a faint golden light. When gently shaken, the elegant fragrance that comes to the face is none other than the golden silk bamboo produced in the South China Sea. Taking the opportunity of Chu Zhi's display, Shen Liao took the opportunity to carefully admire the louver fan, touched it slightly, and felt warm and cool.

Brother Ruida really saw a lot of knowledge and smiled and praised, and then said: "Brother Ruida knows." In order to make this louver fan, how much consumables are there? ā€

"I heard that the South China Sea golden silk bamboo into three years into a knot, fifteen years into a bamboo, the whole body of five sections, up to seven zhang high. The bamboo body is like an arm, straight and slender, and the strength of the bamboo is no less than that of ironwood. Shen Liao frowned and observed the poison for a long time. Only then did he say softly: "According to common sense, a hundred-sided fan page, one bamboo is more than enough, but this fan page is so thin, and the pieces are the same, the color is similar, it must have been carefully selected." Look for bamboo joints with similar weight and length. Chipping

"Brother Ruida is admirable!" Chu Zhen admired from the bottom of his heart, and after the shutter fan arrived. He played with it for a long time, but he thought that this fan was exquisite and elegant, and he didn't pay attention to anything else at all. If it weren't for the production process of the fan attached to the letter, Chu Zhen would not have known that there were many particularities in it.

"It's so obvious, you can tell it at a glance, what is it Shen Liao raised his eyebrows and said, with a look of nothing to flatter people.

Genius really can't be inferred by common sense, Chu Zhen comforted himself, and smiled calmly: "If I didn't know in advance, I really wouldn't have seen it."

Shen Liao was silent, just kept shaking his head and sighing. It seems to be lamenting the pearl dark casting.

Chu Zhen rubbed his nose and explained enthusiastically: "I heard that when making this fan, the craftsman learned from more than a hundred golden silk bamboos. Twelve almost identical bamboo joints were selected. It is then divided into nine pieces, each of which is finely sharpened and sculpted without sleep. It took three months to complete the fan

In fact, when Chu Zhi Bianjing, this louver fan had already begun to be made, and when he took office, he already had a prototype, just polishing and polishing and other modifications. Not long ago, it was officially completed, and Chu'er immediately ordered someone to send it over, and it was not enough for a day to fall into Chu Qian's hands.

And this is not a gift, but a sample, although far away in Hangzhou, but he is very concerned about Bianliang's folding fan business, before leaving Bianliang, the sales of folding fans have begun to decline, the main reason is that the ordinary folding fan has low technical requirements, too many imitations, see profitable. Seven or eight workshops open every day.

After all, he used to live in an era when copycat piracy was all over the country, and Chu Zhen certainly expected this situation. Decided to take the route of high-quality products on the basis of the original, you must know that in these years, the poor are on the side, and the rich are poor and luxurious, and they don't care about money at all.

On the market, an ordinary dress. Ordinary people feel that it is expensive to spend dozens or hundreds of dollars, but the rich and wealthy people don't care about waving their hands thousands of times. However, the money of the rich is not so easy to earn. If you want them to be willing to spend money, it must take a lot of effort.

However, Chu Zhi may not be good at anything else, but there is never a shortage of advanced ideas, and he can give instructions at will, so that the good craftsmen can give full play to the wisdom of the working people and experiment a few times. The exquisitely shaped louver fan immediately appeared ahead of schedule. And the effect seems to be good, even connoisseurs like Shen Liao, who often linger on antiques and curiosities, also pay attention to it.

"Where did you get such a rarity?" Listening to Chu Zhen's statement, which also proved that his eyesight was right, Shen Liao nodded again and again, and couldn't help but ask, obviously also moved his mind to buy.

Golden silk bamboo is produced in the south of the heart, and the right says that Hangzhou has a sea life. The Khayb trade flourished. But the talk-talking, the East bandits will not be cheap. This principle also applies to ancient times, a bamboo is worth thirty or fifty guan, if the quality is high, the asking price is more than 100 guan, and this louver fan whether it is color or texture, is obviously the best quality, from the hundred bamboos to select twelve bamboo, that is to say, at least twelve bamboo plants should be consumed.

Not to mention how to calculate the money for the time and energy spent by the craftsman carefully carving and grinding, the cost of materials alone is already as high as 1,200 yuan, so there is nothing wrong with saying that the louver fan is a rarity.

Of course, this is just Shen Liao's wishful thinking, a bamboo only takes one section, there are other bamboo joints, and a bamboo section is broken into thin nine pieces, there will always be some side solution left, and there is also usable value, how can Chu Zhen be willing to discard, piece together and become a fan, thousands of times can't be sold, there are always people who want hundreds of times, waste is not a good habit, so although Chu Zhen has the means to do business and profiteers, it is still kind in nature, has not forgotten to be simple and thrifty, and only makes money from the rich.

"Want?" Chu Zhen smiled lightly, turned the handle of the fan upside down, and handed it over: "Send it to you." ā€

Once upon a time, Chu Zhen was still an empty pocket without a few copper plates, and Bu Xiucai, who was calculating when he would be able to receive the family's monthly money every month, even hesitated to buy a gift for the teacher, but now he casually gave away something priced at two or three thousand yuan, but his face did not change, which made people have to sigh that self-reliance is the king.

"What do you mean by that?" Shen Liao's face changed suddenly. Faster than turning a book, he said with a little coldness: "Could it be that in your eyes, I, Shen Ruida, am the kind of greedy person." As he spoke, he was angry and wanted to walk away.

"Of course you're not." Chu Zhen hurriedly stood up and pressed Shen Liao's shoulder. Knowing this, the times look very lightly at profits and the like, and attach great importance to Qingyu, and his behavior just now is indeed a little casual. Tear book bar (concave) factory report less, update by, more

It was a salute again, and it was a good time to make amends, and then Shen Liao was comforted and sat down, Chu Zhen wiped his sweat lightly, knowing that it would be superfluous to explain anything at this time, and his mind changed. Holding the louver fan, he said resolutely: "It is precisely because of this thing that many incidents have been caused." When I destroy this thing, I will ask Brother Ruida for forgiveness. ā€

Chu Zhen was not joking, after saying that he had enjoyed the power of the double, the louver fan suddenly bent into a semi-arc.

"Wait" snatched the shutter fan with his hand, Shen Chai caressed the handle of the fan with a heartache, and scolded in his mouth: "Reckless, burn the qin and cook the crane."

Although it is folded into a nine-degree half-arc, the fan handle immediately returns to a straight shape without force, and the fan surface of the fan page is not damaged in the slightest.

"In vain, you are still a scholar who has read the books of the sages, how can you do such a terrible thing." Found the fan fine. After breathing a sigh of relief, Zhu Liao said slowly. The coldness on his face has melted away,

Chu Zhen smiled slightly. I didn't take the opportunity to explain, or say something perverse.

Such an elegant thing, falling into the hands of a vulgar person, is simply an insult to it Touching the delicate texture of the louver fan, the stronger the appreciation in Shen Liao's eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and said leisurely: "Forget it, in order not to make the pearl dusty, this fan belongs to me, and it will be regarded as my salary." ā€

"What salary?" Chu Zhen was a little confused.

"Don't you ask the staff to give Feng Xiang, then who will help you do things for nothing!" Shen Liao glanced at him.

"Of course, of course." Chu Zhen suddenly realized, and hurriedly nodded and said.

"Of course what. To give or not to give, why are you so confused today. Shen Liao bowed slightly, got up suddenly, waved his wide sleeves, and walked out leisurely: "If you have something, go back first, you don't have to send it, see you tomorrow." ā€

"Brother Ruida walks slowly. Good walk. Chu Zhen raised his voice and shouted, watching Shen Liao's back disappear outside the courtyard, and after a long time, after confirming that there was no one else in the courtyard, the corners of his mouth suddenly flashed a sly smile.

"Brother Ruida, don't blame me for calculating you, who let you have a" The conscience is greatly broken. 's brother, if he hadn't taught me this trick, I wouldn't have succeeded so easily, I didn't expect Wentong to be dignified, and he was also a black-bellied man in private, no wonder he could get into the list, but I was behind others, it was because I was relatively pure

Just when Chu Zhen wanted to continue his narcissism, a certain official broke in very uninterestingly, fortunately he didn't pay attention to the abnormality of his boss, and bowed his head unconventionally: "My lord, I am too orderly, please go to the state government quickly." ā€

"Hmm." Chu Zhen nodded, turned around very magnificently, and walked towards the bedroom. Prepare to change into official robes. As he walked, he always felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he seemed to have forgotten something, so he shook his head. Anyway, it shouldn't be a big deal if you don't remember the towel deeply, so forget it if you can't think of it.

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A day later. Still in the Splendid Building, in the same wing, the profiteers gathered again, but this time it was different from the previous spring breeze, and everyone's faces were full of gloom.

"Let's talk about it. What did everyone find out? Zhang Dongzhu said weakly, and the calm bearing on his body had disappeared.

"Got it checked. The docks were full of cargo ships from other places, and there were twenty-seven of them, all of which could carry 10,000 stones. The person who answered the call didn't look good and sighed, "The cabin is full of rice grain." ā€

There was a sudden silence in the room, as if it were suffocating.

"Can anyone tell me. What the hell is going on. Zhang Dongzhu couldn't roar, and he didn't have the heart to roar, his voice was soft like an old man who was dying in his last years.

"I inquired. Those ships came from Suzhou, Xiuzhou, and Changzhou, and I happened to know a merchant who asked about the situation, only to know that as early as half a month ago, Suxiu's area already knew about the early development of Hangzhou, and it was rumored that the price of grain here had risen extremely much, as high as two or three hundred yuan per bucket. ā€

They're all businessmen. Without waiting for him to finish speaking, he can guess the follow-up development of the matter, so high-interested, naturally some people are tempted, anyway, rice and grain can be sold anywhere, if the news is false, make less or sell at a low price and do not suffer a loss, if the news is true, then make a lot of money.

"Half a month ago. Isn't the drought just a short time ago, no one understands the severity of the disaster, we haven't stockpiled food yet, how can there be rumors over there, can anyone pinch their fingers and calculate? Knowing in advance that the disaster in Hangzhou would continue to spread. And it's very serious, who calculates "cough." Zhang Dongzhu's voice was hoarse, and he roared angrily. Finally, his breath was unsteady and he coughed repeatedly.

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