Chapter Ninety-Two: Tomorrow
In the evening.
The official replied.
Jiang Yan is expected to stay in the garrison for two more days, sorting out the household registration and medical records of the wounded soldiers in the past with General Yu Shou.
Ye Tongju was stunned when he heard the reply from his subordinates, "Why did Jiang Yan suddenly think of such a thankless thing as meddling in the wounded soldiers?" ”
Ning Feng brushed the wounded soldiers and almost dragged down the Ning family, but it was a lesson from the past.
But Ning Feng's family is a retired veteran, although the wounded soldiers are useless, but the Ning family has been helping the wounded soldiers for 20 years, even if Ning Feng retires, his prestige in the military camp still exists.
"Jiang Yan is afraid that he was not fooled by the Ning family, and he can't pay for it, right?" Ye Tong smiled sarcastically.
Thinking that An Hou talked about Su Rui's imminent transfer back to Beijing, he felt that Jiang Yan might be plotting for the position of assassin of Jiangnan Province, so he suddenly wanted to make some achievements at this juncture.
However, Jiang Yan's direction was obviously wrong.
Subsidizing wounded soldiers will only take out the silver from the treasury, and the imperial court looks at the performance of the government to see how much silver can be made in the treasury and the treasury.
"The Ning family subsidizes the wounded soldiers themselves, and they are reluctant to buy even a set of good clothes, but they don't have the money to honor Jiang Yan for meritorious deeds."
Even if the Ning family is willing to pay this money, after tomorrow, there will be no such opportunity.
Ye Tongju thought of Jiang Yan's wonderful expression when he learned that something had happened to the Ning family, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Tomorrow is expected!"
"Tomorrow is expected!"
……
Early morning.
It's not dawn yet.
Ning Wuxian heard hurried footsteps outside, and all walked to the gate and stopped.
No one knocked on the door, but the pressure made him unable to sleep.
Simply get up, personally carry the perfume that had been counted last night into the lobby, wait for the workers to get up, and start distributing the perfume according to the predetermined contract.
In addition to two thousand bottles of pre-order perfume.
He also exchanged a thousand bottles of stock, one hundred bottles of each scent.
Due to the low production of the shop, 10 bottles of each of the 10 fragrances are distributed to the outside world every day.
Except for the customers who originally purchased 100 bottles of perfume and had a bookmark, other customers who came to buy perfume were limited to two bottles per person per day.
Ning Wuxian wrote down the rules and pasted them on the wall when he was about to open the door.
Outside the door, in addition to the guests who came to receive the perfume, many students also came early to watch the three big characters of "dark fragrance".
However, due to the small number of words, the number of students at this time is no longer as good as before, and only a dozen or so students are left, especially those who love authentic works.
"Brother Lin, I won't be here tomorrow, and I can copy these three words with my eyes closed."
"I've been here for so long, except for seeing Mr. Ning busy with the perfume business, I haven't seen him write new words."
"You just saw that Mr. Ning was busy, didn't you see the little guy wearing the Ye family's hat walking around, Mr. Ning was annoyed by them every day and could write good words."
Squeak~~
At this time, the door opened.
Ning Wuxian gestured with the crowd with his right hand, signaling them to step back, and shook it with a half-human-high straw paper in his left hand.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I put it on the wall as for perfume shops to sell spot perfumes."
"First of all, it's a statement, this thing is stuck on the wall, it's torn off, and the handwriting is broken, so don't steal my house rules if you're idle."
Ning Wuxian reminded everyone in a relaxed tone, which made many people laugh.
Under the gaze of everyone, he took a bowl of rice cereal from Yun Fei's hand, pasted the straw paper on the wall, and glued it firmly.
The guests who came to receive the perfume, although they felt that the two bottles of perfume were a little small, the door in front of them was a little broken.
But thinking that the words on the new rules are worth a thousand gold, I am quite proud to stand next to me, all straighten my waist, line up and go inside, not crowding or making trouble.
In this regard, Ning Wuxian was very satisfied.
He looked at Lin Xuexue and the others at the back of the crowd, waved his hand with a smile, and said loudly: "If you want to copy, wait for the guests to disperse first." ”
The young students are mostly reasonable, have a lot of shame, and know to put themselves in the shoes of others.
During this period of time, the shop was not harmed, and they contributed a lot.
Therefore, he deliberately made the characters larger so that they could see the details clearly and make it easier to copy.
It will be more efficient when it is disseminated.
"Mr. Ning, you finally came up with a new word, we have waited for the flowers."
"Mr. Ning, with us helping you keep an eye on your authentic handwriting, this authentic handwriting will definitely not be lost!"
"Not only can't the authentic work be lost, but those thieves and rat-eyed people will never let them get close to your real handiwork!"
The students are all promise-worthy people.
Ning Wuxian instructed the nursing home guarding the lobby to prepare more herbal tea when the weather was hot, so as not to suffer from heat stroke from too many students copying today.
It depends on the order of the guests.
Less than two hours after the door opened, only fifty bottles of perfume remained, and apart from the three customers who had not yet come to claim the perfume, all that was left was a large quantity of perfume that needed to be delivered to the door.
As for the date of the order, Ning Wuxian chose it three days later.
If everything goes well at Hanshan Temple, the number of pre-orders can be increased.
Due to purchase restrictions, only sixty or seventy bottles of perfume were sold in one hour.
Whenever a maidservant or servant in the house took out a bookmark, it would cause envy and jealousy from other guests.
At the same time, I was annoyed that I didn't catch up with the first batch of pre-orders.
The value of that bookmark, in just half a day, has changed from a piece of thin paper to a value of more than the largest amount of 10,000 taels of silver.
When the guests were gone, Ning Wuxiao saw Ning Weiguo standing outside the door, holding a long knife in his hand and waiting: "Okay, these twenty bottles of Liujiazhuang, Lao Tong and I will add two more nurses to send him over." ”
Ning Wuxian felt that this posture of the second uncle was not like he was going to deliver goods, but like he was going to fight.
But he didn't say no.
The second uncle has done things in the government and acted in a measured manner.
"I'm going to send the others first, I'll wait for the carriage in the north of the city, and I'll send it in the afternoon, just as I'm going to the mountains of Hanshan Temple, you can go with me for a while."
In ancient times, horses were all BMWs, and a medium horse was more than 100 taels, plus the cost of raising in the later period, not only ordinary people could not afford to raise it, but even Ningfu only raised two horses.
Now that he has to make deliveries and travel, for convenience, Ning Wuxian specially purchased two carriages and four horses pulling carts.
In fact, he wanted to buy a horse to ride by himself, but at this time, there was not even a pedal on the back of the horse, so he decided to practice it.
I bought a carriage and had a brief lunch.
Shen Youchu sent a letter, saying that Ji Jin was not feeling well, and he caught a cold after the rain a few days ago, so he would not go to Hanshan Temple with him for the time being.
Ning Wuxiao saw that the goddess of Ji Mansion who came to deliver the letter was in a hurry, and asked with concern: "Is Miss Ji's illness serious?" ”
"If Ning Gongzi really has a heart, why don't you go and meet my young lady in person?" The maidservant snorted, glanced at him resentfully, took out a bookmark, bought ten bottles of perfume and left.
Ning Wuxian watched suspiciously as the maid got into the carriage, feeling that when he walked out, there were still people staring at him with resentment.
Belch...... It was as if Miss Ji was sick because of him.
He pinched his eyebrows, looked at the second uncle and the one-eyed boy who were waiting in front of the door, and decided to wait until he came back from Hanshan Temple to visit Miss Ji again.
Shen Youchu didn't go with him, so he inevitably had less fun on the road.
There was no word all the way, until the fork in the road leading to Liujiazhuang and Hanshan Temple, and the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded behind them.