Han Xiufeng knew very well that he had to find a leader for fundraising, as long as one person was willing to pay the rest of the money, it would be easy to do, so he promised Wen Yu all kinds of benefits.

Compared with being the guest head of the Sichuan Business Gang, Wen Youyu was more concerned about taking over Han Xiufeng as the first thing in the Chongqing Hall in the future, so he hurriedly went to the room to get a few hundred taels of silver tickets, and asked his two sons to carry a few jars of wine to the carriage at the entrance of the alley, and then changed into a suit that he was usually reluctant to wear and went to visit several other Sichuan compatriots with Han Xiufeng.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper He who came to the capital from Yibin County, Xuzhou Prefecture to do timber business, heard that he could make friends with so many officials and masters, and after repairing the guild hall with money, it could also be used as a business hall for them Sichuan businessmen.

Han Xiufeng struck while the iron was hot, and took him to visit the next family, and when he visited the last one, there were already six Sichuan villagers around him.

Others are all willing to donate generously, and the shopkeeper who came to the capital from Chengdu Mansion to do silk and Shu brocade business will be laughed at by his fellow villagers if he doesn't produce silver, not to mention that this is indeed a great thing, and it also means that the original three hundred taels.

Wine, tea, bacon, sausages and other local products and New Year's goods were collected, but not a single tael of silver was found, although they promised all happily.

Han Xiufeng knew that they were worried about being deceived, so he simply invited everyone to the guild hall to eat and drink, bought a table of snacks and food on the way, and rushed to the guild hall to ask Fei Erye and Qian Junchen, who had just returned from outside in the afternoon, to accompany him.

It can't be fake, it can't be fake.

Wen Youyu and other businessmen were flattered, and after a few glasses of wine, they rushed to take out the silver tickets, three hundred taels for one family, and two thousand and one hundred taels for seven families!

A thing that seemed completely impossible to Qian Junchen and Second Master Fei, Han Xiufeng did it in one afternoon. Sending Wen Youyu and the other businessmen away, the two looked at the stack of silver tickets on the table and felt like they were dreaming.

"Big head, clean up the table. Longevity, pen and ink waiting. ”

"Great!"

With the silver, Datou and Pan Er were so happy that they didn't know how diligent they were.

After the big head wiped the table clean, Han Xiufeng spread out the account book, picked up the brush and said with a smile: "Second master, Brother Qian, please be a witness, for the repair of the guild hall, Luzhou Wen Yongsheng, Xuzhou Sandalwood Xing, Chengdu Taihe Silk Zhuang Jingcheng Branch Yiyin each three hundred taels, and wait for the hall to be repaired as a new stone for remembering." ”

"Zhixing, people give so much silver, so naturally they want to set up a stone monument. I don't think it will take so much silver to repair, and there is only such a big yard, and two or three hundred taels are enough. Qian Junchen had never seen so many silver tickets, and he had the idea of borrowing money, and his eyes lit up.

Second Master Fei also wanted to "borrow" something, but he was embarrassed to speak, staring at Han Xiufeng, wondering how to spend such silver.

Han Xiufeng motioned to Pan Er to put away the silver ticket, put down the pen and said with a smile: "Second master, Brother Qian, although I, Han Si, am the head of the hall, but how to spend this silver money Master Ji, Master Wang, Master Jiang and you two have ideas." Seeing that the New Year is coming, Master Ji and Master Wang are busier than one another, or we will go to the northern half of the alley early tomorrow morning, and listen to what Master Ji means. ”

Second Master Fei didn't want to dream a lot at night, so he muttered: "Zhixing, such a big thing is to listen to what Master Ji means." But you're the first thing to do in the guild, you have to have a claim first. ”

"Yes, Zhixing, you have to have a proposition first!" Qian Junchen thought so.

"I think so, the hall must be repaired, the room where Du Qian lived before leaving is leaking, and the courtyard wall is also cracked with several large cracks, and it won't take long to collapse if it is not demolished and rebuilt. Besides, we are a trial hall, not to talk about carved beams and painted columns, antique also have to be a bit of a trial hall. Several rooms should be renovated, a pavilion could be built in the courtyard, and even a rockery could be piled up, and the beds and furniture in the hall and several rooms should be replaced, and all the inside and outside should be replaced with new ones. ”

Qian Junchen said sourly: "Even if it is all demolished and rebuilt, even if all the guys are replaced with new ones, I estimate that it will not cost two thousand taels." ”

"Brother Qian, listen to me." Han Xiufeng turned out the deed sandwiched in the ledger, pointed to the deed and said: "Two, the deed is clearly written in black and white, and the small vacant land at the gate is also our hall, which has been empty there all these years, and has become a place for passers-by to relieve their hands. ”

The first impression of the capital is that it is dirty!

The city and outside the city are all dirt roads, even Chang'an Street, as the so-called "three feet of soil without wind, and mud on a street with rain". Therefore, there is a "rain road" in the middle of the street, which is as tall as a person, and the short ones are two or three feet high, and the sidewalks on both sides are very wide, but except for the small business stalls, the rest are places to urinate, and the streets are full of.

If it doesn't rain, it's like an incense burner, when it rains, it's like an ink cartridge, and on a rainy day, no matter how careful you are, as long as you walk outside, your feet and even your legs will get feces and urine.

Second Master Fei has lived in the capital for so many years, and he has long been accustomed to it, and said with a wry smile: "Zhixing, the capital is not as good as our hometown, and the capital is like this." ”

"Second master, the peddlers don't care, we can't care, we are all decent people. A few days ago, I accompanied Mr. Du Qian to the military department, and I saw a thatched house on the way. Outside the door, a large cloth painting is high, the fairy story is painted, the hibiscus incense is lit inside, the four walls are pasted with spring and pictures, and the toilet receives three texts at a time. It would be nice if we cleared the open space at the entrance, dug a pit, and built a thatched hut like that, so that the people in the hall could go to the toilet and collect some money to subsidize the use of the hall. ”

Han Xiufeng didn't want to lend them money, let alone divide the two thousand taels like this, and continued: "Besides, our hall is too small, and there are only six champion rooms in total. This is not yet the New Year, there are three lifting masters, and when all the lifting masters who take the exam in February come, they will not be able to live, so I plan to renovate it into two floors and build a few more champion houses. However, the spring of the coming year will definitely not be able to catch up, and the construction will have to wait until the April trial list of the next year to start at the earliest. ”

Pan Er secretly thought that he could only get the silver by building a lot of construction, so he couldn't help but say: "Young master, the construction will have to wait until April next year after the palace trial list, but the materials such as wood, bricks, tiles, and lime must be prepared first, and you can't wait until the construction starts to buy them." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, you have to prepare early. The courtyard wall should also be repaired beautifully, in short, we can't let people look down on our Chongqing Hall anymore! Han Xiufeng was full of ambition.

Qian Junchen thought to himself that the guild hall was not your home, why should it be repaired so well, and couldn't help muttering: "With such a large amount of construction, two thousand taels may not be enough." ”

"It's not enough, I'll think of other ways," Han Xiufeng smiled and waved his hand: "As the saying goes, for the benefit of one party for the sake of the official, although I am not an official, I can't do it in vain, I must not have the trust of Master Ji, Master Wang, Master Jiang and you, let alone embarrass Master Gu, and I can't disappoint Master Gu and other seniors who tried every means to build the guild hall back then!" ”

: I explained in the testimonials on the shelves, this book is really not fast, there are only two chapters on the shelves, please forgive me, and at the same time ask for subscriptions, ask for a monthly pass.