Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Zhang Jing was overjoyed when she learned the news that Yingxuan planned to go out, she knew that the young master liked to have fun, and this trip might make the young master happy.

Of course, there are still dangers, so Zhang Jing, as usual, followed inch by inch.

Chang'an has two large markets, east and west, which are subdivided into nine cities of different sizes, the three eastern cities are responsible for selling various goods, and the six western cities are home to various handicraft workshops.

Yingxuan planned to go to the West Market first.

Mrs. Chen finally gave him both places, one was the Chen's cloth village in the East City, and the other was the workshop in the West Market.

When the three of Yingxuan came to the door of the workshop, a middle-aged man immediately greeted them: "Masters, you are finally here!" ”

Ying Xuan smiled: "It seems that you have been waiting for a long time. ”

"It's not, it's all waiting for the boss." The young man said bitterly, just now there was news from Dongshi Buzhuang that a few people wanted to come to the shop to have a look, and the shopkeeper specially emphasized that he should receive them well.

It's not a cabaret like a cabaret shop, so there's nothing to see. It's strange that rich people don't look at beautiful dancing girls, but look at looms.

"I suddenly decided to come, didn't I delay you from doing things?" Ying Xuan has a good impression of this kind of straightforward person, and he will not get tired so easily when he gets along.

"Why didn't you delay! The new shopkeeper is really, how could he agree to such a request from you. Hey, I say, it's really strange that you rich sons would think of looking at the loom? The middle-aged man had a lot of grievances, and said a lot.

Ying Xuan suddenly realized that this was the production and processing "workshop" of Chen's Cloth Village, and the shopkeeper in the middle-aged man's mouth should be Zhang Zhong. In ancient times, there was no relatively complete social industrial chain, and everything had to be done by yourself, just take a small cloth village as an example, it is also a collection of production, processing, sales and integration.

"That's really disturbing, can we go in?" Ying Xuan has not seen the appearance of the loom in the Western Han Dynasty, and he really wants to go in and have a look at it at this moment.

The middle-aged man said unhappily: "Uncles, we are very busy, and the shopkeeper has recently asked us to increase the number of cloths, can you go back to the house, I will make a fool of you!" ”

"Bastard, do you know who we are?" Zhao Changxun said angrily.

The middle-aged man was not afraid at all, and said, "Of course I know that you are the guests of the shopkeeper, but there is really nothing to look at here, and you will disturb them when you go in." ”

Ying Xuan walked straight to the door, and when he pushed the door open, he turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The middle-aged man shouted that it was not good, and he wanted to slap himself. Originally, he was not treated by the new shopkeeper, but now he has offended the shopkeeper's guests, and it seems that the day of his departure is not far away.

"Luo Wanshan!" Although he had already guessed the result, Luo Wanshan still behaved neither humble nor arrogant, and he was already a little desperate for Buzhuang.

I thought that with the new owner, Buzhuang's business would improve, but the result was not satisfactory. The new shopkeeper is still changing the soup and not the medicine, although the cloth village has made a little money temporarily, but it will eventually get worse and worse.

Ying Xuan strode in, the workshop was a typical courtyard house, much simpler than the structure of an ordinary house. After stepping into the first courtyard, I walked into the main courtyard of the workshop, and all the rooms were immediately unobstructed.

The main courtyard was empty, without any flowers and trees, not even a corridor, except for the rooms.

Directly north sits the "living room", with a row of "wings" on each side, and an entrance at the corner between the living room and the east wing, which leads to the transept behind the main hall.

"The men weave and paint the cloth in the east and west houses every day, and in the evenings they rest in the houses on the north side, and the back room is where the finished products are kept. Where do you want to go? ”

Luo Wanshan just wanted to send them away quickly, the guys were already hard enough, and they couldn't be busy until late at night.

Ying Xuan was now standing in the center of the main courtyard and carefully swept it. This is the earliest prototype of the factory, I have to say, it is indeed a little simple, but it is understandable, after all, everything takes time to develop.

Take the current smartphone, compared with the original "brick" Big Brother, do you want to make fun of Big Brother? You must know that the people who could afford to use Big Brother at that time were all real local tyrants.

Ying Xuan looked through the window in every room, and it was quite different from the scene he imagined, the so-called loom was no different from pure handwork in Ying Xuan's opinion.

Men plough and weave women, and here they become men and women weave. As the saying goes, men and women are matched and they are not tired of work, but Ying Xuan saw the opposite side.

The female workers were all sad and busy; The male workers sweated like rain, and they all went into battle shirtless.

"The big guy will work hard, and strive to finish work early today!" Luo Wanshan shouted loudly.

The sound was like a pebble thrown into the water, but it did not cause any waves, and it was as if all the workers had not heard the sound at all.

Backwater!

Ying Xuan, who was so depressed by such an oppressive atmosphere, was out of breath that she had to quickly flee the scene.

This scene is what Luo Wanshan wants to see the most, in case of delaying production and not being able to give an account to the shopkeeper, everyone in the workshop will be implicated, if it weren't for the sake of supporting his family, who would come to this kind of place!

Ying Xuan retreated outside the gate, and after giving Zhao Changxun some advice, he took Zhang Jing towards Buzhuang. He walked in a hurry, as if a beast was chasing after him.

He didn't want to be a bad person, but he didn't want to be scolded by someone pointing at his backbone, the workshop just now was like a sweatshop, endlessly squeezing those poor workers.

Ying Xuan was just looking for an inconspicuous place, and he didn't plan to take over the business at all, but now he is difficult to ride a tiger, and he can't let them all be "unemployed".

It seems that I have to use the strengths of modern people and find a way to help them. If you don't see it, forget it, after all, there are so many hard-working people in the world, and they are not saviors, so they have more than enough heart but not enough strength. Now that you have seen it, you must do something.

It's a good job!

……

Zhao Changxun found Luo Wanshan aggressively, and said: "What are you, dare to be so unreasonable to your son!" ”

Luo Wanshan was calculating the accounts, impatient: "Please don't disturb me, I'm very busy now." ”

Zhao Changxun snorted coldly: "I think you should find another job, I wondered, you didn't think about who was talking to you just now?" ”

Luo Wanshan put down everything in his hand and asked curiously: "Who is he?" ”

Zhao Changxun said disappointedly: "Do you know who the new owner of Chen's Buzhuang is?" ”

Luo Wanshan nodded and said, "Madame sent someone to inform me, it is said that he thought that the son surnamed Li was the son, and also said that the son Li was young and promising......

Ah, could it be that person just now is Li Gongzi? ”

"You're not hopelessly stupid! I'm still stunned, hurry up and explain to the people below, come with me! ”

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