A piece of paper

Xian Jin looked at Heng Wuniang who came alone, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I knew she was having a hard time in the Heng family, but I didn't expect it to be so hard.

"You're the only one here, so why don't you come? Mother Zhang has to cook for one more person." Tuesday Gou rolled up his sleeves and laughed mercilessly.

"Snapped--"

Tuesday Dog's ridicule was interrupted by continuous "pah pah pah" sounds. He took a closer look and saw that Heng Wuniang was slapping a stack of silver notes on the counter. Her eyes were misty and misty, "I can't bring anyone to help." , then the only thing left is more money.”

People and money always come to the same thing, right?

Otherwise, how can it be called "Chengheng"?

This "Heng" is not the "Heng" of the Heng family, but the "Heng" of Hengxi. (In case you forget, Heng Wuniang’s real name is Hengxi)

I took a quick look at the gold, and there were about six or seven of them, worth more than 300 taels of silver.

Zheng Zheng, who had his mouth stuffed with money on Tuesday, warmly welcomed him with righteous words, "Additional food! I must ask Zhang Ma to add more food today! At least two, two, and three threads of meat!"

Xianjin:.
Guy quality, don't rise to the boss level.

Heng Wuniang pursed her lips and smiled.

Xianjin calmly accepted the banknote and turned to hand it to Lu Badan, who was hunched over making a tab. "Hengji will add 300 taels of capital, and we will calculate the share when the total investment is finally calculated."

Xianjin shrugged at Heng Wuniang and smiled naturally, "We will become the two richest old girls in Xuancheng Mansion."

If you are rich enough, you won't be randomly picked up and married off.

I don’t know whether it was Jin’s calm expression or the effect of these words. Heng Wuniang, who had been clenching her fists and pinching her toes together, finally relaxed and was able to take a good look at this mysterious Jixi workshop-Xuancheng Mansion. There are rumors among industry insiders that there are about a hundred fat and strong young adults in this Jixi workshop, and there are dozens of sentries. The sentries are armed with long whips, and they can whip anyone who is lazy. It is like a human purgatory. .

Now that I have seen it, it looks like an orderly anthill?Everyone works very skillfully at their own positions. The person who mixes kiwi and vine paper glue sits in a corner and immerses himself in work; the person who mixes paper pulp stirs the pool with a wooden stick that is taller than a person; the person who makes bamboo curtains squats in the pool. On the other hand, everyone in the debugging department also talked, but it was not related to paper work and never spoke.

Xian Jin was also wearing a short jacket. He was holding paper pulp in one hand and the freshly baked finished product in the other. He and Li Sanshun got together and didn't know what they were talking about.

Heng Wuniang couldn't describe this feeling because she had never seen it before.

If it were placed in future generations, when someone sees this scene, they will definitely slap their thighs and say, "Hey! Isn't this a 'big factory'!" - Strict entrance, high welfare, emphasis on practical results, rejection of ineffective communication, and even flat leadership at all levels management.
Under the current situation, not many people can enter Jixi Workshop.

Li Sanshun led the team, Tuesday Gou and Zheng Da and Zheng Er worked together, Lu Badan checked the accounts, Zhang Ma and Suo'er were responsible for logistics support, except for the imaginative Qi Qiqi, they were all old people who had followed them from the Jingxian shop. Only Aunt Zhong and Aunt Du were left to maintain the daily business of the two shops "Fubai" and "Xuantian".

During these ten days, no one would leave the Jixi workshop easily. Four apprentices from Hengji were placed outside the workshop to act as housekeepers.

It is not an exaggeration to say that I gave everything I had to this paper.

Paper, Xianjin had an idea from the beginning.

The paper itself has ideas.

The design of the paper also needs to meet the needs of the Wen Wei test paper.

On the sixth day, Boss Shang took a printing press and two men who lived and died together and entered the Jixi workshop in the dark and windy night. Xianjin didn’t quite understand why in a printing workshop, the boss and the employees would live and die together. Death always sounds like something that is not on the table.
On the eighth day, Xianjin calculated the amount with an unkempt appearance. From the shine on Heng Wuniang's face, one could easily see her tangled hair.

"130 eight taels and twelve coins."

Heng Wuniang put up her abacus and looked at Xian Jin with red eyes, "This is the cost. The cost of four hundred dollars of paper."

Xianjin shook his head, wrote on the paper "Two hundred seventy-seven taels and four cents 77 Wen", and whispered, "It costs eight hundred dollars."

Heng Wu Niang frowned in surprise, "Eight hundred swords?"

Xian Jin nodded affirmatively, "Eight hundred dollars."

Why eight hundred dollars?

Heng Wuniang was puzzled.

On the tenth day, in the Wang Xuezheng Hall, there were not two seats in the traditional sense, but the seats were arranged in two rows facing each other.

In the row facing the door, there are three Taishi chairs.

There are four single stools placed in the row behind the door.

It is clear at a glance who is an official and who is a businessman.Xianjin and Heng Wuniang sat down. After a while, the Bai family's father and son came over with a calm demeanor. Bai Dalang even had the intention to greet Xianjin, "Good morning, Shopkeeper He, you guys came all night, right? Why?" Why don't you come to Yingtian Mansion to stay in the hotel in advance? You have been traveling all night under the stars and the moon, so hard work!"

Xian Jin smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that someone might find out about the inn where you are staying and try something dirty? Instead of catching a thief for thousands of years, it is better to lock the doors and windows tightly and not give him a chance."

Bai Dalang was not annoyed, he just smiled happily.

Heng Wuniang's eyes were red - her face was haggard, which could be covered with powder, her lips were white, which could be lifted with lipstick, but her bloodshot eyeballs could not be covered up.

I was busy day and night for ten days and ten nights. Whether it was a mule or a horse, I had to take it out for a walk.

Heng Wuniang suddenly felt that at this time, it really didn't matter what the outcome would be.

Since she dared to invest all the money she had secretly saved for the past ten years in the dowry box, she was no longer afraid of the consequences.

Success or failure, she can be considered worthy of herself.

Heng Wuniang bit her lip gently and breathed out slowly.

The group opposite arrived late. In addition to the thin-headed Tuo Wang Xuezheng and the fat-headed Tuo Cao Fucheng whom they met last time, there was also a middle-aged man with a mustache. Wang Xuezheng introduced him as "Wenfu Cheng".

Oh, two votes become three votes.

Cao Fucheng's face was smooth and smooth, and there was no sign of displeasure. Perhaps he knew it from the beginning, and perhaps he felt that he had a winning chance.

Wang Xuezheng asked everyone to sit down, talked about his purpose, pointed out the shortcomings, and mentioned his outlook. It was a very standard leadership speech. The only difference was that it was unscripted and full of emotion. Finally, he got to the point, ". As promised before. Yes, two processes, first look at the goods and then compare prices.”

Wang Xuezheng said "please" with one hand, "You two, could you put out the sample?"

Xian Jin stood up and bowed, took out a small booklet from the brown paper bag, opened it, and saw several standard four-foot propaganda sheets stuck together. There was a bright red stripe on the right side of the four-foot propaganda sheet. There are three groups of bright red characters printed inside the strip: "name - place of origin - age -".

Wang Xuezheng had never seen it before, "Why is this red line?"

Xian Jin respectfully took out a piece of black linen cloth and a thick needle that had eaten the thread from the brown paper bag, and neatly sewed the black linen cloth in the area outside the red stripes, "This is called the name-definition method. The specific information will be kept secret to absolutely ensure the fairness and impartiality of the examination."

The method of anonymity was popular in the Ming Dynasty, and it was not used in the Wei Dynasty today.

Wang Xuezheng thoughtfully picked up the test paper with his name covered with black cloth and nodded in agreement.

Heng Wuniang glanced at the Bai family father and son from the corner of her eye.

Even so, the Bai family father and son still looked confident.

Heng Wuniang lowered her eyes and suppressed her complicated emotions.

After Chen Ji's anonymous test paper was circulated among the three judges, the new Wen Fu Cheng nodded frequently, and the short and fat Donggua Cao Fu Cheng nodded the pen in his hand, "Where is Bai Ji? Bai Ji's paper Take it out too."

Bai Dalang respectfully said "yes" and took out a stack of paper from his pocket.

Bai Dalang opened it with a smile.

Exactly the same red stripes were revealed.

The only difference is that the red bar showing gold is on the right side, while the red bar showing white is on the top.

Heng Wuniang was stunned!
"Copy." Heng Wuniang's eyes widened and she murmured unconsciously.

Bai Dalang lowered his eyes and smiled at Xian Jin and Heng Wuniang with a smile, "Heroes have the same vision. It can be seen that our Bai family and Chen Ji can always think of the same place to go!"

Fuck you heroes for thinking the same thing!

How could Bai Ji think of a way to hide his name?
There is always something wrong somewhere!

wrong!wrong!
In which link did the mole appear?
Heng Wuniang clenched her hands tightly, her eyes were red, and her mind was racing: Impossible!impossible!Jixi Workshop is guarded day and night, and it is surrounded by streams on both sides, so it is impossible to sneak in!
If there is any leakage, it must be caused by an insider!

Heng Wuniang closed her eyes in despair.

The making of the paper was revealed.

Can you still hide the amount of the price comparison?
(End of this chapter)