Chapter 3: Bad Intentions

Everyone was curious, but Du Liang's face changed: "Nan Nan, it's good that the business is done, a few clan elders are not in good health, and they will talk about it when they go back if they have something to ......do."

"Second uncle, what are you anxious about?" Du Ruonan sneered, "Aren't you quite calm when you bought Zhou Xiong to change the fabric in a vain attempt to destroy the order with shoddy, and I bumped into the scene?" ”

Du Liang rushed over in a few steps: "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

The old clan has been through ups and downs for many years, and when he saw this posture, he raised his hand and picked up the teacup and smashed it at Du Liang's feet: "You didn't do anything wrong, why are you panicking?" Listen to what Zhou Xiong has to say. ”

Du Liang shrank his feet in fright, and the hot tea stuck to his clothes and seeped into his skin, which was very uncomfortable, especially when Zhou Xiong revealed their private transactions and inventory bit by bit, he almost couldn't stand: "The elder of the big clan, he is a bloody spurt." ”

Zhou Xiong turned around, pointed at Du Liang and said: "When the shopkeeper Du was not in good health, the second master looked for me again and again, and took me to many good places to be chic, and gave me a lot of good things, and I kept them." Does the second master have to ask everyone to get to the bottom of it? ”

When the time comes, it will not be this ugly thing that will be pierced.

Du Liang gritted his teeth fiercely, lowered his head and did not speak.

Du Ruonan looked distressed: "Second uncle, I didn't expect that you would actually ...... He didn't even let go of his own people. ”

"Bastard thing!" The elder of the big clan was angry, kicked over, almost broke a handful of his old bones, and panted angrily, "Don't be delusional about this cloth workshop in the future." This cloth workshop business will be entrusted to Nan Nan to take care of, you give me the truth to go back and think about it, and if you make a mistake, you will serve the family law. ”

Everyone was silent, and they were a little afraid of the prestige and temperament of the clan elder Fengyu throughout his life, and when Du's father was alive, he was also in awe of the clan elder.

Du Liang is even more so: "The old man of the big clan...... I, I know I'm wrong. Don't dare again. ”

"Get out." The elder of the big clan said angrily, and then ordered everyone else to go out, leaving Du Ruonan alone to speak, "Nan Nan, I almost misunderstood you just now, do you blame me?" ”

"You can call the shots for me, Nan Nan is grateful." Du Ruonan is extremely well-behaved, now she is alone in the family, if there is no old man in charge today, even if she comes up with evidence, I am afraid she will not be able to cure Du Liang, a treacherous person.

"You are a smart boy, I am relieved that the cloth workshop is in your hands." The elder of the big clan suddenly beckoned her to come over, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the son of the prime minister will come here to visit in the near future, Nan Nan, you have to pay special attention to the rich and noble sons recently, so that you can entertain her, if you can ......"

He looked at Du Ruonan meaningfully, "Our Du family can also take advantage of this to soar." ”

Du Ruonan chuckled in her heart and nodded perfunctorily: "I understand." ”

Got the hell.

What does it have to do with her whether the prince of the prime minister comes here or not, she is in the business of dyeing cloth, and she is not laughing and accompanying customers.

With this spare time, it is better to focus on the research of cloth workshop technology.

The elder of the big clan nodded with satisfaction: "Good boy." ”

Du Ruonan negotiated a large order when she first took charge of the cloth workshop, and the hearts of the cloth workshop were first stable, so she and Ding Bo devoted themselves to studying the cloth workshop process, and initially discovered a new way of dyeing cloth.

"Ding Bo, you see, after I dipped the molten wax with a tool, I painted the flowers on the cloth and dyed them with blue indigo, and after dyeing and removing the wax, the cloth showed a variety of patterns of white flowers on a blue background or blue flowers on a white background." Du Ruonan turned over the preliminary experiment, "In the dipping and dyeing, the wax used as an anti-dyeing agent naturally cracks, making the cloth surface present a special "ice pattern", and the effect is much better than our ordinary dipping and dyeing. ”

Ding Bo was also excited: "This method of using melted batik cloth is really not something that anyone has thought of...... It's just that I don't know what the effect of this fabric is after drying? Will it be discolored? ”

Du Ruonan pinched his chin and thought about it: "This time I just stumbled upon the effect of the batik pattern, only in the follow-up, we still need to find some different grades of fabric to try many times." She is a man of action, and when she says so, she immediately leaves, "I'll go out and search for some different grades of fabric and candles of different materials......

Ding Bo couldn't stop it, and smiled with satisfaction.

Du Ruonan walked all over the streets and alleys, and each cloth shop bought some base materials, and was about to call the little guy back, but turned his head but disappeared, but a figure flashed at the mouth of the alley.

"Xiaobao?" Du Ruonan leaned over to take a look, and suddenly her eyes were dark, and then she was covered by something, and before she could open her mouth to shout, she was knocked unconscious.

When I woke up again, I was in the notorious Black Bee Village.

The cottage is located deep in the mountains, the terrain is hidden, and the guards are tight, and it is absolutely impossible for her to escape on her own.

After Du Ruonan figured out the situation, he could only wait and see what was happening for the time being, looking for an opportunity to escape.

Fortunately, the bandits only violently threw her to wash her clothes, enslaved her to do hard labor, and did not physically attack her, but made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"Damn, it's autumn, and there are so many mosquitoes? Squatting here to wash a cup of tea and clothes, itchy. An aunt muttered, turned her head and saw that Du Ruonan was washing clothes peacefully, and there was no trace of being bitten by mosquitoes on her body, so she was immediately indignant and threw all the clothes directly to her: "Since mosquitoes don't bite you, then wash more, and I'll go back and rub the medicated oil." ”