Chapter Twenty-Eight: Far Water Can't Save Near Fire

Naturally, Han Jin quietly mentioned the Zheng family at the end of the visit.

Zheng Sheng felt that where the two families were going to marry, the fine joints were not so exciting.

"I have asked Han Jin to continue to take care of that side in the name of the Han family. Kewu, what do you think should happen next? โ€

Zheng Sheng nodded: "Let's take our time in this matter, and besides, far water can't save the near fire." Brother, it's hard for us to deal with the trouble right now! โ€

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"Now, although most of our shops are still functioning, there are a lot of problems. For example, in the morning shop and drunken fragrance house in the field, the reserves of clear oil are about to be exhausted, and the urging letters are about to fill the table......"

"The furniture and farm tools produced by the woodmill and the iron mill are unsalable. It's farming season, and there is an endless stream of letters urging the markets......"

"The brewery made another batch of new sake according to the method of the prince. But the prince is still not satisfied, and he needs to allocate a batch of grain to continue to make ......"

Zheng Wen listened to the principals, no, the managers' reports again, a little big, he glanced at Zheng Sheng, who was sitting on the side and drinking tea leisurely: "Ke Wu, didn't I say before I left that all the specific affairs are up to you for the time being?" Why are there so many things piled up? โ€

Zheng Sheng put down the tea: "Our trade route has been blocked. In the first month, he went south to Jingzhou, west to Hanshui, and east to Yuzhou several times were blocked by yellow silk thieves. Our goods can't be shipped, what can we do? โ€

Zheng Wen thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Re-establish the merchant shop outside, take the craftsmen out, and bypass Shi Chong!" โ€

"Brother, this method can't deal with the current trouble?" Zheng Sheng frowned, the iron workshop built by the Zheng family in Seventeen Liqiu has really become famous in the past two years.

Mainly thanks to Zheng Sheng's efforts to force blacksmiths to improve the iron-smelting process, coupled with the progress of craftsmen such as Li Baiguo, all kinds of agricultural tools produced by Zheng's Iron Mill were not only of good quality, but also moderately priced, so they began to gradually occupy the agricultural tool market in Jingzhou and Yuzhou.

Every spring, it is the peak season for the sale of farm tools. But this year, things are different.

Not only farm tools, but also the clear oil needed by Zuixiangju, the auction house's own auction items and other goods of the Zheng family were completely blocked in Jingzhou, and even in some places in Xinye and Nanyang, they would be attacked by thieves.

Since the first month of the stone bronze came to the two sides unhappily, the Zheng family's situation has been in such an extremely cruel situation.

In the more than one month that Zheng Wen went to Jiangxia, Zheng Sheng has been struggling to support such a situation.

However, he knew that he could not go on like this. Shi Chong can drag it down, but Zheng can't.

In the Seventeen Mile Hill Merchant Shop alone, there are hundreds of workers working in various workshops, and these people are all to be paid wages, and the goods they produce cannot be shipped, and more people outside will be unemployed.

Zheng is now a full-day industrial chain. Shi Chong had no idea that his actions had lost the interests of hundreds of thousands of households and tens of thousands of people.

However, the world thinks that these are all his Zheng family's hired people, and the hired people can't afford to eat, so it's no wonder that they are assassinated?

I'm afraid that even my own employees won't blame the assassin Shi, but will only blame the master's family, right?

Then, half a month ago, Zheng Sheng was thinking about whether to come to a 10,000-person march and let people block the gate of Shizhou Mansion.

This whimsical idea was naturally rejected unanimously by everyone in the Sanquan Hall.

Zheng Sheng thought about it afterwards and felt that if he did this, Shi Chong would definitely finish playing with the hat of "civil unrest" and "rebellion"!

As Zheng Sheng, who was complacent when he learned not long ago that he had become a factory owner with hundreds of workers, he now feels the deep malice towards him in this era.

It's hard to mix it up!

Zheng Wen's suggestion to open a "branch factory" in other places is naturally a very appropriate move, but for farmers who are in urgent need of farming tools in this spring, it is tantamount to not being able to save the distant water near the fire.

Of course, Zheng Wen understood: "Since we have to persevere, the losses of some farmers are inevitable. We are not heavenly gods, we can do everything well. Just do your best. โ€

"I want to sell unsalable products at half price to Wanquan Township and farmers who have participated in digging Nanhu Lake. Zhainan Lake is not big enough, and it will definitely have to be dug again this year and next year. Give the villagers who dig the lake benefits, and more people will participate! Zheng Sheng proposed.

Zheng Wen thought for a moment, and to the surprise of the managers, he nodded unexpectedly, and he agreed to Zheng Sheng's arrangement.

The name manager is naturally the result of Zheng Sheng's struggle - which is also the result of his recent "name change plan".

Changing the name is not something that Zheng Sheng can decide alone. For more than a month, Zheng Sheng and Zheng Wen have been discussing this matter through flying pigeons.

In the end, the two reached a unified result.

For example, the title of the principal is mainly the manager, and there is a big manager who is responsible for a specific matter, such as the person who is in charge of Zuixiangju. There is also a manager of a county, and the title is a director, such as Zheng Guangxuan, the director of Wancheng Zuixiangju. And the person in charge of the county town and the countryside is called the shopkeeper.

The managers left.

Zheng Wen paused for a moment before asking, "Sima Chang refuses to help?" โ€

This is what he discussed with Zheng Sheng before he went to Jiangxia, Shi Chong bullied the weak so much, Sima Chang, as the "backer" of the Zheng family, should go out and take care of things!

"I can see it clearly. This king is a greedy for money and afraid of death, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard! Zheng Sheng pouted, "The answer he gave me was: as long as the auction house can't collapse, just give him the dividends he deserves every year, he doesn't care how much!" Hum! The last time we talked, he didn't back down at all. โ€

Sima Chang was afraid of Shi Chong? Zheng Sheng didn't know what was going on in private. A county king is afraid of a thorn?

Zheng Sheng could only keep this question in his heart.

Sima Chang is useless, and Zheng Sheng can only rely on his own strength.

But he also felt that he was not able to recover. Even if he can "transform" into a rare treasure in the world, what is the use of facing a parent official who is a person with millions of people?

Zheng Wen went to prepare to build a "branch" in Xuchang.

Leaving Zheng Sheng alone in a silent daze. Finally, bored, he walked out the door and walked down the hallway to the elementary school where he read aloud.

Different from the narrow and small fields on the Danyin Ju side, the terrain on both sides of the Beixi is open, so naturally there is no need to build two-story wooden buildings, but two rows of beautiful and uniform blue brick houses, which is the teaching area.

Zheng Sheng's pace slowed down, and he suddenly thought: Is this Qingzhu Academy meaningful?

Troubled times are coming, what is the use of these peasant children learning knowledge? The butcher's knife of the Hu people is not distinguished by the amount of knowledge that this person kills or does not kill?

Thinking wildly, he couldn't help but become even more upset.

"Bell, bell, bellโ€”" The bell rang for the end of class.

Suddenly there were lively children in the classroom on the side, and they naturally recognized Zheng Sheng at a glance.

"The son of the world is good."

"The son of the world is good."

One by one, the children jumped up to greet him.

"Hello." Zheng Sheng responded to the past one by one. After a while, I suddenly felt a dry mouth.

The children who "flirted" to the playground in front of him.

Zheng Sheng couldn't help but think of his school and his school career in his previous life, which was almost half of his memories of his previous life.

At that time, he did the same, after class, he ran to the playground to play.

This is the reason why he taught a few partners at the beginning, and then he had the Qingzhu Academy in Nanshan, and finally a school was created.

Zheng Sheng felt very cordial in his heart.