Chapter Twenty-Eight: Knocking Down the Vinegar Jar
After the last trouble, the opening and promotion of Zhao's textile workshop is time-saving and labor-saving. The original intention of setting up the cloth workshop was not only to solve the problem of surplus labor in the slums, but also to open up an important part of the Northwest Trade Road.
Since it wants to be big, it needs to be widely publicized. Zhao Xibao had already sent people to beat gongs and drums to spread the word everywhere, and also arranged for people to post notices in nearby towns, villages, and slums.
The effect is not bad, the registration office of the cloth workshop is bustling, many of them are bringing children, and some are carrying packages.
"Aunt Fang, do a simple registration and see which women have come from afar? Arrange a place for them to live in a group. Zhao Xibao fiddled with the small gold abacus in her hand, and the number of people who came to sign up far exceeded her budget, and she planned to build a compound as a rest place for female workers.
You have to take a lot of effort to choose a location, and it can't be too small, otherwise it won't be able to be accommodated. At the beginning, it was convenient to walk, so I chose the cloth workshop in the center of the town. There are houses all around, and there are no proper courtyards.
Zhao Xibao had a little headache, didn't notice the person in front of him, slammed it, and touched the porcelain into the other party's arms. The person opposite, rubbing her head.
"What do you think, so obsessed?"
"Lord Wang, why are you here?" Zhao Xibao took Chu Qinzhi's hand, and if he rubbed it again, his head would be even more dizzy.
"When you go back to eat, isn't it today, and you still want to leave your husband in the house to eat alone? With a wife to eat, the husband can eat sweetly. ”
An aggrieved expression, with a tone of regret. Zhao Xibao felt that she was a bad woman who abandoned her family and husband.
She moved her fingers and calculated, indeed, it had only been three hours since the two of them had eaten together. The hard-working husband of the family is so diligent in urging her to grow two taels of meat.
"Lord Wang, it is said that marrying a chicken is a chicken and a dog is marrying a dog, is this the truth?" Zhao Xibao was dragged and dragged reluctantly.
"Well, this king must be stronger than the chicken and dog in your mouth. If one person thinks hard and meditates, it is better to say it and discuss it together. “
"Lord Wang, you know about the opening of the textile workshop. I understand that there are many female workers who may not even have a place to live, and if a large courtyard can be set up next to the cloth mill, it can be regarded as a good deed for all sentient beings. ”
Zhao Xibao nodded movingly, "The idea is very good." “
Chu Qinzhi smiled and shook his head, "Bao'er, what if the house can't be built within six months?" You gather all the women workers together, and in case of quarrels, how do you restrain them? “
When Zhao Xibao heard it, he made some sense. Women can hold up half the sky, and women in quarrels can lift the sky.
Chu Qinzhi looked at Zhao Xibao's sad face, constantly changing his face, and shook his head dotingly: "Bao'er, the golden abacus has no grudge against you, next time you lose beads, you will have to be sad for a few days." Zhao Xibao looked down and saw that the beaded rods of the golden abacus were all picked off by her and tossed left and right in the palm of her hand.
"The prince reminded me right. I'm thinking about what to do. Zhao Xibao tiptoed and broke a branch and drew on the ground.
"Lord Wang, I have a preliminary idea. I once looked at the demolition map, and the left side of the cloth mill is close to the West Market, where the houses are sparsely distributed. Since it has been demolished, it is better to expand the scope, enclose these households, and renovate them slightly. Zhao Xibao circled the five or six households on the left and outlined a semicircle.
Chu Qinzhi accompanied Zhao Xibao to squat under the tree, pointed to the semicircle and said, "Bao'er, you said that it will be demolished, have those people ever agreed?" ”
Zhao Xibao smiled proudly: "I have considered this for a long time. First, the Zhao family's compensation for demolition has never been low; Second, for those who are unwilling to take the silver, they can choose their own location within the scope of the Zhao family's ability. We help them build new houses with all the equipment. And, most importantly, the point. “
Zhao Xibao shook his head and looked at Chu Qinzhi, looking like a villain. Seeing Chu Qinzhi, he shook his head and smiled. "Say, what else can you do?"
Zhao Xibao smiled: "We are much smaller than the address planned for demolition before, these people have long agreed to demolish, the Zhao family said that they are not willing to demolish, but they are not happy." ”
Chu Qinzhi nodded her little pretty nose, "Just you are naughty." ”
Zhao Xibao poked in front of the cloth workshop, "After the north courtyard is expanded, it will be built as a rest place for female workers. Five houses were initially constructed, each of which was divided into four large rooms in addition to kitchen, bathing and other functions, and each large room was equipped with five beds. In this way, it is enough to accommodate 100 people. As for management, the Zhao family can send five housekeepers and ten maidservants to take charge of the food and accommodation of the five houses. ”
Zhao Xibao knocked on the middle of the cloth mill and thought: "It is separated from the rest place of the north courtyard by a wall, and the center of the cloth mill is the textile department, and there are hundreds of textile machines on the left and right sides, which is more than enough space. There is a wide corridor in the middle for sightseeing. ”
"Sightseeing?"
"That's right, it's for customers who come to buy goods for sightseeing. Because, the front yard of the cloth workshop can be converted into shops, which is still divided into left and right sides, the shop on the left is responsible for the sale of fabrics, and the right side is responsible for the sale of ready-to-wear clothes. ”
Chu Qinzhi pondered seriously for a moment and praised: "Bao'er, you were born to do business. If the customers of the ready-to-wear shop on the right are not satisfied with the pattern and style, you can recommend them to the fabric store to choose the pattern and customize the style. As for the sales of cloth on the left, you can take the bosses to the store on the right to investigate. ”
Zhao Xibao nodded and gave Chu Qinzhi a thumbs up, "Lord Wang, you are very smart, you can understand it at one point." He is worthy of being the dream lover of our dynasty. ”
Chu Qinzhi frowned his handsome eyebrows, and said word by word: "In the dream, lover? “
"What?" Zhao Xibao was still immersed in the sea of business, and he didn't notice what he just said. When he reacted, he could only look at Chu Qinzhi with a smile. I wanted to stand up and slip away, but I didn't expect that I would stand for a long time.
Suddenly together, a little dizzy, unsteady. After her dizziness passed, she found that the person was in Chu Qinzhi's arms.
Chu Qinzhi quipped: "I don't know if I am a husband, is it considered a dream lover in my wife's heart?" Zhao Xibao covered his face and threw down the sentence "Dengzi", and ran away.
Chu Qinzhi's picturesque handsome face like an immortal has the fireworks of the world. His little wife is full of how to make money, but a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.
Since she likes to do business, take a walk with her. He firmly believes that one day, Boa will understand his heart.
"Lord Wang, Miss Ruyi said that there is an important urgent matter to discuss, please move to Xiaoxiang Pavilion." The steward of Xiaoxiang Pavilion knelt in front of Chu Qinzhi.
Zhao Xibao was in the carriage, waiting left and right couldn't wait for Chu Qinzhi, opened the curtain and looked, turned his head sideways and asked Xiao Taozi, "Who is the person in front?" “
Little Peach looked at it for a long time, but didn't recognize it, "I don't know, I've never seen this person in the palace." He casually stabbed Xicheng's waist, "Hey, do you know who that person is?" “
Xi Cheng dozed off with his sword, glanced at it, and replied casually: "Oh, that person, from Xiaoxiang Pavilion." Little Peach secretly hated herself for talking too much, why did she ask that.
Zhao Xibao lowered the curtain and sat back in the carriage. The prince and Xiaoxiang Pavilion, forget it, they are the ones who broke up the mandarin ducks.
Chu Qin got on the carriage and saw Zhao Xibao leaning against the wall of the carriage, closing his eyes and recuperating. Hold her in her arms, although the avenue is flat, in case she encounters a gravel road, she accidentally bumps into it, and she should feel distressed.
Xiaoxiang Pavilion is also known as the "Pinjin Grotto" of the capital, here, no matter day or night, the sheng pipe sings and dances, the silk and bamboo surround the ears, the stunning beauty, the soft fragrance is full of arms, it is the paradise that men yearn for.
The top floor of Xiaoxiang Pavilion is completely different, sandalwood is swirling, pure and elegant, people who don't know, they still think that they have entered the bedroom of a famous boudoir.
The steward stood with his hands down and replied, across a screen. "Girl, the son said that he has become married, in order to avoid suspicion and not cause misunderstanding among the lady, it is better not to meet in the future. If there is anything important, negotiate with Xifeng. “
The steward's cold voice continued: "I was entrusted by my old friend to take care of the girl. The rumors in the capital are very ridiculous, although they can block the trouble for the girl, but please don't take it seriously. “
Ruyi smiled dismally: "Please return to my son, in the future, there will never be such rumors again." Please rest assured. Childe treats me like a sister, and I will live up to Childe's nurturing grace. The day after tomorrow, I will go where I need to go, and I will ask Childe to help me. On another day, he will be rewarded with thanksgiving. “
After the housekeeper left, Ruyi laughed in a low voice, and gradually laughed out of tears. She wiped away her tears little by little, wishful, wishful, whose intention was it. Since then, there has been no "Ruyi" in the world, only "Xiao Ruyi"!
Zhao Xibao originally pretended to close his eyes and didn't want to see Chu Qinzhi, but as a result, he lay flat all the way and really fell asleep in the carriage.
When I woke up again, it was dusk. She sipped her shoes, and wanted to call the little peach, but she was attracted by the clouds in front of her, neither dazzling nor dim, the color was just right.
Dusk is the moment when the sunset pulls down the night, and for some reason, it always seems to give people a feeling of loneliness.
Perhaps, behind the dusk, people can always hear the footsteps of the night gradually approaching, so even if it is gorgeous, it will still add a touch of melancholy.
When I was young, I didn't like to go out to play at dusk, because it meant that it was getting dark, so I couldn't go out to find sugar gourds to eat, and I couldn't go to restaurants to find roast chicken to eat.
Sometimes when the eldest brother comes back, he has to read the book, otherwise, if he can't answer, the eldest brother will start chattering again. I don't know what the emperor likes about the eldest brother, he will let the eldest brother be the prince's personal attendant, won't the prince dislike the eldest brother for being verbose? The next time I see the prince, I'll have to ask.
If you are dizzy by the eldest brother, the second brother will come over and save himself in the water and fire. The second brother can always come up with all kinds of reasons to tear the eldest brother away in time.
Since returning home from marriage, I haven't seen my eldest brother and second brother again. After all, married.
Zhao Xibao's eyes were gloomy and he returned to the room, and Chu Qinzhi stood in the corridor, standing with his hands behind his back for a long time. Bao'er, I'm not happy, looking at her smiling expression, I must have thought of some good memories. I don't know who she remembers, she still can't forget Zhong Tingli's affection?