The sun is setting, and the city of Zunhua is bustling. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoRecently, businessmen from Suncheon and Yongpyeong have gathered, bringing liveliness, noise and prosperity to this quiet small city.

Most of these businessmen who came to participate in the investment conference were the gentry of the two prefectures, the leaders of the chamber of commerce, and the family members. Without any background, even if you hold the tax exemption form of the governor's yamen, it is difficult to make the officials and petty officials who collect taxes submit.

In the house in the governor's yamen, you can faintly hear the noise in the night. In a side hall, the chubby Zhang Chengjian entertained Jia Huan, who came to visit him, and after listening to Jia Huan's introduction, he sat in the chair and pondered.

Jia Huan was not in a hurry to urge Zhang Chengjian, drinking tea and feeling the cold of winter.

The "appearance fee" of 200 taels of silver, he can't look down on it. And after all, the prestige of the governor of the mountain is borrowed, so it is better to let Zhang Chengjian talk about it directly. The benefit is naturally for Zhang Chengjian.

Shopkeeper Zhou probably knows the situation in Dongzhuang Town. Xue Pan asked people to open a cloth shop in Dongzhuang Town. It's not surprising to know the situation. The recipe given for firing porcelain, even if it is an ordinary recipe, he is very impressed.

After all, the scale of expansion in Dongzhuang Town is limited and will stop in a year or two. Now the most prosperous brick kiln, construction team, after experiencing a period of rapid expansion, will face the situation of shrinking market. In the case that most people in society stay below the subsistence line, it is inevitable that brick kilns facing ordinary houses will face such a situation.

There are three ways out: first, improve production efficiency, reduce the cost of burning bricks, and expand the surrounding market at low cost. But this is basically unrealistic. There is not much technical content in burning bricks, so how to reduce costs?

Second, improve the quality of brick kiln products, from the production of the most common red bricks, to burn green bricks, glazed tiles, special bricks, etc. It is provided to the middle and high-end people. This is technical and irreplaceable.

Third, switch to porcelain. High-end, fine porcelain has always belonged to the category of luxury. The limitations and requirements of technology and process are also the highest. However, you can start with low-end porcelain bowls, porcelain cups, tea sets, and wine glasses. Don't think about Pegasus Tayan, Tang Sancai, Ru kiln, and Cheng kiln. Slowly improve.

Zhang Chengjian thought for a long time, raised his head, and looked at Jia Huan, "Ziyu means that I will talk to Steward Xu?" There was some hesitation in his words.

Jia Huan nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Shi doesn't have to be superior. Uncle Zheng Guo is rampant in the capital, but he may not dare to provoke the mountain chief. You are the son of the mountain chief, and Steward Xu is just a slave in Uncle Zheng's mansion. It is a matter of course to press him. ”

Zhang Chengjian smiled slightly. Everyone's love to hear good words.

Jia Huan said: "I will go with my brother. If you really want the mountain chief to know the Zheng Mansion's style, I am afraid that I will reprimand you: a vulgar person, An dares to call himself the uncle of the country. ”

The smile on Zhang Chengjianyuan's face expanded. This is a true statement. In the law of national uncles, only the queen's brother can be called so. His father was born in the imperial history and was a famous Confucian. In this way, it is very possible.

Zhang Chengjian agreed with Jia Huan's suggestion in his heart, and said: "Ziyu, as you said, the recipe for firing pottery is very important in the brick kiln, and I am worried about taking a hundred percent of the shares, so I should give it to the brick kiln." ”

Jia Huan persuaded: "Brother Shi is not more entangled in this. The right is a piece of the academy's disciples' hearts to the mountain chief. Pang Ze told him that the mountain chief had no money to pay his staff, and he had to plan for the mountain chief.

In fact, the best way is to operate through calligraphy, paintings, and books, but after all, the effect is slow. The brick kiln is now a share, worth about 2,000 taels of silver. But Jia Huan estimated that the shopkeepers of Xianheng Commercial Bank would not object to his decision.

First, many of the disciples who studied at the academy had received the blessings of the mountain chief.

Second, the mountain chief is now the banner of the academy, and it is a matter of course to give the mountain chief some extra money support. If others want to send this money, the mountain chief will not accept it.

"This..." Zhang Chengjian hesitated for a moment and agreed. looked at Jia Huan with a slight sigh. How old is Jia Huan, and when he speaks, he vaguely represents the academy, which is a fact, but it makes him feel a little emotional.

Zhang Chengjian smiled, expelled the embarrassment of collecting money in his heart, he was a pure scholar in the end, and changed his words: "Listening to Ziyu's tone, it seems that I have been to Tanglin to see it." Uh..., where is the Imperial Mausoleum, how did you get in? ”

Jia Huan smiled, "I'm the governor's staff, what's so difficult about just going in and seeing the scenery?" "The governor of Shuntian naturally doesn't care about the emperor's mausoleum project under construction, but Donglin is on the land of Zunhua County, and the governor's face is still very good.

Zhang Chengjian patted his forehead and was speechless for a while. His father's disciple is really "out of the ordinary".

…

November 24th, the day of rest. In the afternoon, Jia Huan, Zhang Chengjian, Zhou and Li, the two shopkeepers, met with Steward Xu of Zheng Guo's uncle's house at a wine shop twenty miles away from Tanglin to negotiate the matter.

The Xue family's business name: Xue Feng, and the Xia family's business name: Xia Ji, jointly delivered 500 square meters of stone to Steward Xu. The stewards are allowed to pay according to the price. This is the end of the matter.

The four of them returned to Zunhua County from Tanglin in a carriage. At the gate of the city, Shopkeeper Zhou and Shopkeeper Li left with a thousand thanks. Originally, he was going to be pitted by Zheng Fuli, but he didn't expect to win a business of 500 square stones.

These five hundred square stones are worth about five thousand taels of silver. Steward Xu was only willing to give four thousand taels. But excluding labor and costs, they can earn more than 1,500 taels. What a bonus.

And the extra 1,000 taels of silver on the Tanglin procurement account book went into Steward Xu's own pocket. But this matter has nothing to do with them. That's Xu Zhi's own business.

…

After returning from Tanglin, Jia Huan sent a chief to accompany Jiang Xing to Dongzhuang Town to deliver a letter to Du Hong. The rest of life is business as usual. And Zhang Chengjian was obviously very excited, and when he was dealing with official documents in the governor's yamen for a few days in a row, his voice was a little higher, and he was full of energy. Pang Ze, He staff, Master Tian, and Master Zuo were quite surprised.

"Brother, what's the good news? I don't know if it's convenient to tell us? In the afternoon, in the public hall, Master Tian asked with a smile.

Zhang Chengjian shook his head with a smile, "No, no." "I can't say that. He could only steal the fun.

Jia Huan smiled and said nothing, sorting out the progress of the smooth construction in various places. He had already received the recipe for the fired porcelain from Shopkeeper Zhou. Presumably, Brother Zhang Shi should also receive 200 taels of silver.

It happened that Zhang Anbo, the head of the mountain, and Gao County, the county commander of Zunhua County, came back from inspecting the county school and called Zhang Chengjian to the back hall to give a few words. The reason is: joy and anger are overflowing, and personal cultivation is not enough.

"The Analects - Gongzhi Chang", Zi Zhang asked: "Ling Yin Ziwen Sanshi is Ling Yin, and there is no joy; Three have been, no sorrow. The government of the old order Yin will be told to the new order Yin. How? ”

This is the style of a minister.

This matter was rumored to be an interesting story in the governor's yamen. Two days later, an official document from the imperial court reached Zunhua, asking the mountain chief Zhang Anbo to go to the capital as soon as possible and defend himself in the court about the fraud case.

When the news arrived, the governor's yamen immediately became busy. Because, the governor's yamen is promoting the construction of water conservancy projects in various places, and the chief official goes to the capital and its impact on the efficiency and situation.

Zhang Anbo decided to leave most of his staff, led by Pang Ze, to deal with related matters, and only brought his eldest sons Zhang Chengjian and Jia Huan and a few old servants into Beijing.

Zunhua in November is a little cold, and the night is shrouded in the county. Dotted lights spread throughout the county.

Jia Huan was invited to Zhang Chengjian's residence in the governor's yamen for a banquet. In the slightly old official residence, it is very warmly furnished. Zhang Chengjian's concubine bought wine and food and sent them one by one. They are all common chicken and pork stir-fried. The taste is moderate and suitable.

Zhang Chengjian smiled: "Like a cloud, and walk slowly." This is my father's disciple Jia Ziyu, not an outsider. You toast him with a glass of wine. ”

Zhang Chengjian's concubine is a woman in her twenties, with a petite figure and a beautiful appearance, who gently raised her wine glass to toast Jia Huan.

Jia Huan hurriedly got up and drank wine. He knew what Zhang Chengjian meant, this was a good style of the Tongjia. However, he would have liked to have the woman sit down for dinner. After all, cooking is hard. But this kind of thought can only be thought of. This is true of the hierarchy of feudal society. If he wants to change, he can only change it in his own house.

Ruyun toasted and retreated. Zhang Chengjian smiled very satisfied, about "I can go to the hall and go down to the kitchen" and other feelings, I like it, and said to Jia Huan: "Ziyu, thank you so much this time." Do you know how much silver Shopkeeper Zhou gave me? ”

Jia Huan asked very cooperatively, "How much?" ”

Zhang Chengjian laughed, stretched out a slap and shook it, "Five hundred taels." ”

Jia Huan laughed and drank with Zhang Chengjian, "Shopkeeper Zhou is still very good." ”

Don't look at him extorting bamboo and dividing interests in Jiafu, it is thousands of taels of silver in a few casual strokes, but that is because Jia Rong and Wang Xifeng are rich. The purchasing power of silver is actually very strong these days. The annual consumption of an ordinary farmer is only 20 taels of silver. The extra income of 500 taels of silver is still very gratifying.

Zhang Chengjian smiled and said, "That's." Ziyu, my father informed me that I will leave tomorrow. You're okay, right? ”

"Hmm." Jia Huan smiled and nodded. I'm going back to the capital.

…

In the Jiafu Lixiang Courtyard, the moonlight is like water, and the clear light is sprinkled on the eaves and steps.

In the hall of the main house, the candlelight is bright. Aunt Xue, Xue Baochai, and Xue Pan ate and talked in the house. In Zunhua, the letter from the shopkeeper Zhou had just arrived.

Ying'er, Xiangling, Tongxi, and Tonggui are waiting on the side: serving tea, adding carbon, and laughing.

Aunt Xue told Xue Pan about the matter, but Xue Pan didn't care about these things, shook her head, and said, "It's strange." He shouted at me and shouted at me, but he flattered my sister..."

Xue Baochai was wearing an elegant white background freshwater pink shirt, elegant and delicate, plump and charming, and her skin was snowy, and said, "What did my brother say?" Relatives are in trouble outside, and it is a matter of love to help them. We should also think about how to thank the Huan brothers to be right. ”

Xue Pan has always said that he can't talk about his sister, and he shook his head dissatisfied.

Aunt Xue glared at Xue Pan and said, "I don't know what to do." What nonsense are you talking about? Brother Huan only said one word to you, and you remembered it. ”

Xue Pan made sense and protested: "Mom, why don't I know what's wrong?" How I treated him in the past, as a brother and a friend. He's going to stab me in the back. Mom still blames me? After speaking, he was too lazy to listen to his mother's nagging, and he didn't take Jia Huan's business of saving Xue Feng to heart, and went back to the house to sleep.

Aunt Xue said angrily: "This evil obstacle knows how to eat and drink all day long, and does not do anything serious." The stone business is profitable for two or three thousand silver a year. Isn't it for Brother Huan'er to help, and there will be no famine next year? He didn't take it to heart. ”

Baochai comforted her mother: "My brother has a breath in his heart, and Brother Huan is outside all day and doesn't live in the house." The New Year will be celebrated in another month, and there will always be a time to meet. It's fine. ”

Aunt Xue sighed, "I hope so." When Brother Huan'er came back, he invited him to come to the house for a drink. ”

After saying this, Baochai returned to the room and sighed faintly in his heart. She had misunderstood that Brother Huan had offended her earlier, and said a few heavy words. Later, I knew that it was a misunderstanding, and I was about to find a chance to slow down. But at this time, Brother Huan also generously helped the family's business.

She...

She knew that "bent flattery" was definitely not. He's not that kind of person. But what does Brother Huan think of her?

Baochai looked at the bright moon in the sky and was silent for a long time. (To be continued.) )