Since returning from Jiangxi, Lao Zhu re-organized the firearms battalion, with a total of more than 8,000 musketeers, gunners and pikemen, and renamed the Shenji Battalion. Now Zhu Wenying is serving as the deputy commander of the Shenji Battalion, as for the commander, it is not Deng Yu who Ma Du thinks is the most suitable, but Guo Ying.

Zhu Wenying and Guo Ying are both people that Lao Zhu trusts very much, but Zhu Wenying hates the house and Wu, and he doesn't deal with the Guo brothers very well.

Zhu Wenying usually lives in the barracks, and rarely even goes back to his own small home, if he comes to the palace on business, he will go to the backyard to take a look at Ma Dajiao. But it's definitely not today, Ma Du thinks about the day, this guy must be taking his wife and children to fight the autumn wind today.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" Zhu Wenying stared at the mold and kept twitching her nose, "This is orchid-flavored, it's so fragrant." Seeing that he was about to lift the lid, Ma Du hurriedly knocked his hand off, "Wait a while, it's not good yet." ”

"Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Ma Du said: "What else can I do, my wallet is empty, and I am going to make something in exchange for two dollars to spend." ”

"Oh, that's right." Zhu Wenying took out a handful of copper coins from her sleeve and slapped them on the table, "Oh, I also participate in a share, I don't want too much, just be able to chew and use them for the two of them, Yueyue comes to my mother to eat, I am almost shameless." ”

Zhu Wenying is a slut, and he wants to take a stake if he gives a handful of copper coins. Ma Du shook the copper coins in his hand, "Wenying, do you know, Chang Mao took a hundred taels of gold and bought the shares, and I only gave him two percent of the shares." You only have a dozen copper coins, how many shares should I give you. ”

Zhu Wenying stiffened her neck, "Anyway, I don't care, I just have this money, and the family is about to be unable to open the pot, if you don't care about being an uncle, just watch the two of them starve to death." ”

Zhu Biao took off a jade pendant from his waist, "Uncle, why don't you take this as the capital for Brother Wen Ying." ”

"Haha......" Zhu Wenying stretched out his hand to pat Zhu Biao, "It's not a loss to be my brother's good brother." ”

Very good jade pendant, whether it is carving or jade quality, it is of the highest quality, Ma Du put the jade pendant into his arms, "Hey, I'll suffer a loss, count the two of you as a part." ”

Ma Du was kind-hearted, but Zhu Biao refused, "Mr. said that businessmen are cheap industries, and agriculture is the foundation of the world." Mother doesn't let her nephew get contaminated with this, or she will give it all to Brother Wen Ying. The nephew persuaded the uncle to leave these things to the people below to do the same. He also raised his eyes to look at Zhang Wuliu on the side.

Old Song, old Song, that's how you cultivated the son? This kind of thinking can't be allowed to occupy the mainstream, otherwise the Ming Dynasty will have to go bankrupt and die.

Ma Du originally wanted to open his mouth to admonish Zhu Biao, even if what he said was reasonable, it was not as influential as Song Lian and Ma Dajia's words, so it was better to let him participate.

Ma Du quietly glanced at Zhu Wenying, and when the two were embarrassed for a long time, he naturally understood what Ma Du meant.

Zhu Wenying persuaded: "Xiaobiao, you may not know that your uncle also has a group of villagers, who are so poor that they are called Huazi, and my mother was able to advance a lot of money from the palace to help them at that time, and now I have to be deducted a lot of monthly money by the palace's account office every month." ”

Zhu Biao nodded, "I've heard of this, my mother has indeed been more economical than before in the past few months, although our brothers are not short of food and clothing, but I haven't seen my mother add clothes and jewelry for a long time." Uncle, are your folks really poor? ”

It's so embarrassing, Ma Du didn't expect Zhu Wenying to start from this aspect, but he also hit Zhu Xiaobiao's weakness, this is a filial son.

Without waiting for Ma Du to speak, Zhu Wenying replied first: "Of course poor, you don't know that their family only wears a pair of pants, only eats one meal a day, and eats dried fish that can't be chewed, and some old people have bad teeth, and they starve to death if they can't chew dried fish......"

What this guy said was too exaggerated, but Zhu Biao believed it, "It's really pitiful." Since it's my uncle's folk, it's my folk. I still had some scraps of silver there, all of which were pocket money from my mother, and I asked my husband for leave another day to go to the market to buy some rice and grain and go with my uncle to see them. ”

Ma Du smiled embarrassedly: "That's not necessary, as long as I do this business, I can keep them fed and clothed." Xiaobiao, you can also earn some silver to subsidize some sisters, so that she doesn't have to work so hard. Besides, my uncle still needs your help, and you know that my handwriting is not good, and you need you to keep accounts for me in your spare time. ”

"Yes, that's what it means, when the time comes, my mother-in-law won't have to come to the palace every month to fight the autumn breeze."

Seeing that Zhu Xiaobiao still had doubts on his face, Ma Du said: "Businessmen don't produce, they make huge profits by reselling, but we get the fruits of our own labor, and you also know that my uncle was tired and sweating from his work just now, so we are not real businessmen." "Madu is right, he is at most a small craftsman in this situation now, as for the future...... Hum......

Zhu Xiaobiao nodded, "This is true, my uncle is really hard." But what the hell is my uncle doing? ”

Ma Du gently lifted the lid of the mold one by one, revealing black and red oval things, and the curiosity on the faces of the two nephews immediately became embarrassed.

Zhu Wenying quipped: "Uncle, what the hell is this, can you give me back my copper coins, I want to withdraw my shares." ”

Zhu Biao stretched out his chubby little hand, pressed it on it, and said in surprise: "When I poured it in just now, it was obviously still an ointment, but now it has become hard." ”

"Don't worry." Ma Du asked Zhang Wuliu to call over a basin of water, took out a quick soap and handed it to him, "Wash it!" ”

Zhang Wuliu took the soap in the basin, kept pouring water on the soap, and then said to Ma Du with a very helpless look: "My lord, this thing is not black and can't be cleaned!" ”

"Who told you to wash this, let you wash your hands with this!" Seeing Zhang Wuliu's helpless appearance, Ma Du had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and wash his hands.

Zhang Wuliu's hands are very different, no matter when he sees them, they are pitch black, they are dirt accumulated over the years, and Ma Du never dares to look at his hands when he eats at the same table with him, lest he lose his appetite.

The black and red soap hit his black hands, but small white foam appeared, which soon turned into black juice again, and fell down the fingertips into the basin of water, and immediately became cloudy.

"Five or six, you know how to use it." Madu taught Zhang Wuliu how to use it, and quickly washed his hands in the basin.

"The villain understands, isn't this a soap horn." Zhang Wuliu's hands rubbed and scratched, and finally rinsed it in the basin, and when he took it out, he was shocked and said, "Is this my hand?" ”

At this moment, although Zhang Wuliu's palm is rough, but after washing the oil sludge on the back of his hand, his skin is delicate and white and red, he often does not take a bath for several months, his skin is protected by the oil secreted by the human body, and it is difficult for the skin to be rough.

The contrast between the smooth back of the hand and the black arm is a testament to the soap's ability to remove stains. Zhang Wuliu said with a smile on both hands: "It's still very fragrant, can adults still wash their faces." ”

Madu nodded, "Yes!" ”

"That's great!" Zhang Wuliu took water directly from the basin with both hands and poured it on his face, rubbing it on his face with soap.

Zhu Biao retched directly, not to blame him, Ma Du was also disgusted when he saw it. The basin of water just now washed his hands, and there was a dense dirty foam floating on it, except that the smell was fragrant, it looked no different from industrial wastewater, but this kid splashed it directly on his face, can't he change a basin of water.

Regardless of Zhang Wuliu and the three of them returned to the house, Zhu Wenying said with a smile: "This thing is the size of two soap balls, I'm afraid I have to buy seven or eight taels of silver." ”

Soap balls are also used, which are made with soap horn and spices together, and are generally made into the size of oranges, and they are sold for two or three taels of silver.

The soap ball is also practical and good, but it is not durable, a soap ball is finished after two or three baths, and later Ma Du learned that the soap ball is generally used by large families to wash their faces, and few people will wipe it on their bodies like him.

Madu laughed: "My soap is indeed only the size of two soap balls, but it is definitely more durable than four or five soap balls." ”

"Wouldn't that be sold for a dozen taels of silver!"

"I'm not that black!" Madu took out a small porcelain box from a cabinet. The porcelain box is brightly colored, embellished with orchid patterns, and there is another Q version of the woman in ancient costume, standing on the side of the orchid, and hiring Tingting is very cute.

This porcelain box was designed by Ma Du with great effort, and he drew a pattern for Chang Mao to send to Fuliang County, Jiangxi, because there is a place called Jingdezhen.

Because the color porcelain technology is not as mature as it was in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the rejection rate is very high. In order to reduce the scrap rate, Mado has made a lot of modifications to the pattern to reduce the requirements for details.

The cost of such a porcelain box sample is about a dozen taels of silver, and Chang Mao's one hundred taels of gold are basically pressed on it, but when it is produced in large quantities in the future, the cost of this porcelain soap box should be halved.

Fine porcelain that can be auctioned at a sky-high price in later generations is also expensive in ancient times, and it is not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

Ma Du's hard work was not in vain, and when he saw this box, Zhu Biao immediately arrived: "Oh, the woman on this is really cute and lovely!" His face was still slightly red.

If a child likes it, a woman will like it, and a woman is a child who has not grown up psychologically, and she needs to be coaxed at any time.

Ma Du took out another piece of soap, wrapped it in light transparent rice paper, and put it in a porcelain soap box for Zhu Biao, "This is yours!" “

"Thank you, uncle!"

"Wen Ying, you said such a thing, if it sells for thirty taels, will anyone buy it!"

Zhu Wenying gasped for air, "Uncle, isn't it too expensive!" Can it be sold? “

Ma Du smiled: "Of course you poor ghost is too expensive!" In the eyes of the rich, fifty taels of silver is a fart! Zhang Wuliu hurriedly went to Changfu and called Chang Mao over to get the goods, five or six! People! ”

"Woooooooooo......oo My eyes hurt and I can't open them! ”

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