A piece of paper

Chapter 43

Before leaving, Mrs. Qu announced to Chen Ji's shop and the old house that Xian Jin would be appointed as the shopkeeper of the Jingxian workshop. Everyone in the old house congratulated Xian Jin and called him "He shopkeeper".

Zhang's mother was very happy, and she didn't know whether it was because she was happy to see Jin's promotion, or because Qu Erniang, who was overwhelmed by her, finally ran away. Early in the morning, she braised an old hen and stewed it with years of Gastrodia elata. The nose is about to fall off.

Chen Fu drank half of the big stone pot. Chen Fu put down the bowl and picked his teeth.

Mama Zhang: ...

I didn't see you eating less!

On the contrary, the righteous master who was congratulated was very restrained. Because he kept the hot filial piety and did not drink soup or meat, Zhang Ma loudly advised Xianjin, "Don't eat meat, drink some soup around, 36 months, which family and household will keep the filial piety Don’t eat a single bit of meat? Those who really don’t eat anything are mostly called… oh…the ancient name is fishing!”

As soon as Mama Zhang finished speaking, Hope Star passed by holding two white buns with no expression on her face.

Chen Fu held back his laughter until his facial muscles trembled.

Mama Zhang's old face instantly flushed.

How could she have forgotten the Lord!
This old Mrs. Qu stayed in Jing County, and went to attend the Qingcheng Mountain Academy's class. Although the three-year filial piety period was not allowed for scientific examinations, but the filial piety period was changed into a recharging period. No one can stop the progress of scholars.

Yesterday, Mrs. Qu specifically told Madam Zhang, "Don't cook Erlang with oily food, and don't put up lanterns and festoons in the old house no matter what festivals are on. Erlang is keeping his father's filial piety, and you must not leave him anything in the future that can be criticized." handle!"

Therefore, Shan opened a small kitchen for Chen Erlang.

Xian Jin looked at the dishes.

In the morning, cabbage, rice, dried pickles and radishes; at noon, dried pickles and radishes, rice, and tofu;
In the evening, the food is richer, with pickled vegetables, dried radish, rice, tofu and cabbage. It is a gluttonous feast with both cabbage and tofu.

All in all, Hope Star's recipes basically belong to the arrangement and combination of cabbage, tofu, and dried radish.

Three kinds of vegetables create infinite possibilities.

It's so miserable...

Vegetarian monks can eat some eggs and drink some milk.

Xian Jin sighed, the star of hope has to eat like this for three years, the Jinshi has been awarded, and the person is like a refugee, right?When the time comes to parade through the streets, will he have the strength to mount a horse?
Chen Fu held a toothpick in his mouth, leaned back, and said with a smile, "Brother is dead, and my mother will put all the treasures on Erlang—she doesn't want to think about why he died so early? In order to sharpen his tenacity, let him be three years old. Nine days of studying under the waterfall, dog days of writing under the scorching sun, two Jinshi exams passed, and the bones of the human body were rotten from the root! My mother, for the sake of the Chen family, was too cruel to her descendants !"

Chen Fu was very loud, as if deliberately speaking to the star of hope.

Xian Jin saw that the star of hope stagnated slightly, his tall and straight back was hidden behind the staggered and overlapping museum shelves, and the sunlight poured down from the window lattice, revealing a bit of loneliness and loneliness for no reason.

Xian Jin couldn't bear it, so he turned his head and pushed Chen Fu.

Chen Fu muttered, "Who am I wrong!"

Xian Jin let out a "tsk" and said in a low voice, "I just lost my father, so you should have some virtue in your mouth!"

Chen Fu wanted to retort, but saw Xian Jin's face turned serious, "...the store will open soon, Master Li and a few young masters will go to the workshop to clean up today, and I will clear the accounts. Since you are fine, go to the workshop to help !"

Chen Fu stared.

Xian Jin's eyes were wider than his, "I remember you still kept three tanks of plum wine in Xiaodaoxiang..."

Chen Fu was suddenly alert, "What are you going to do!"

Xian Jin smiled knowingly, "If you don't go to the workshop to help, I don't guarantee that your plum wine will survive until the day I meet you."

Chen Fu's momentum suddenly fell to the ground.

Since the last time Xianjin settled Guanshi Zhu's credit for Xiao Daoxiang, Xiao Daoxiang's young master has a very good impression of Xian Jin, and every time he goes, the young master will take good care of him. It greatly satisfied Chen Fu's exuberant vanity.

If Xian Jin went to ask for his stock, then the young master would laugh until his eyes were gone, and then obediently offer it with both hands!
Chen Fu was so angry that his teeth were itching, seeing Xian Jin's quick mouthfuls of porridge and then immediately turning to the vegetable buns, he couldn't help but feel sad—his mother left Jing County physically, but her spirit stayed with him in a different form …

.....
Xian Jin's name is escort, and he actually escorted Chen Fu to the workshop. Spring is just beginning, and everything is new. Pick them out, and then cut the plump, light yellow good grass into uniform lengths with a guillotine.

This process is repeated and does not need to be too delicate. It is a heavy physical labor. Li Sanshun checks the selection of important links. On Tuesday, the dog and the Zheng brothers actually do it by hand.

Xian Jin invited Li Sanshun to the warehouse next door, unlocked several locks, and led Li Sanshun to the innermost.

On the ground was a stack of white, soft and strong paper.

Li Sanshun looked at the ground, then at Xian Jin, and stammered, "This...is this Bazhangxuan and Liuzhangxuan?"

Xian Jin nodded, "Master Chen Liu handed it over, it must have been made for the Chen family when Mr. Li was still alive."

"This... How much is this?"

The golden face does not change color, "One knife for each."

She also has a knife under the kang.

She defrauded Master Chen Liu of two knives each, and returned one knives each to the Chen family, shouldn't she be too guilty?

Her father said that a businessman must be able to hide things, especially a boss, he must have a plan in his heart, and he must be sincere to his subordinates, but he does not need to be honest, what should be hidden must be hidden.

A boss who has no secrets is like a plucked chicken in the eyes of his subordinates, who will roast you at any time.

Xian Jin always listened to people's persuasion, not only hid, but also hid half of the total.

Li Sanshun restrained the urge to pounce, and touched it with trembling fingers.

Zhang Liuxuan was placed on it, and Li Sanshun closed his eyes and touched it bit by bit. It has a slightly rough texture, a well-defined structure, and a slightly moist and cool feel...

For such a large paper, the fibers of straw and sandalwood bark are spread evenly, with the same thickness, without a single hole or knot, and every inch of texture and echo demonstrates the most superb craftsmanship of Jingxian craftsmen.

Li Sanshun almost burst into tears.

Big paper is difficult to make, and each process is faced with double challenges. The selection of raw materials, the requirements for drying technology, and the test of paper fishing technology... The cooperation of manpower and material resources required requires a workshop to focus on it without distraction. , all the painstaking efforts of all the people who have been working tirelessly for months and months have been put into these papers.

The pure and reverent demeanor of the craftsman in front of the peerless handed down works is moving no matter when you look at it.

"How long does it take to make such a... treasure? How many people?" Xian Jin couldn't help but lower his voice.

Li Sanshun's eyes lingered on the paper, "For ten to fifteen people, it takes one month to soak the straw in water, 20 days to boil the pot, ten days to dry it in the sun, and another ten days to soak the kiwi juice again. It can be completed in three to five days..."

In other words, to make such a piece of paper, ten people need to devote themselves to it for about three months?

Xian Jin said in a deep voice, "I'll give you half a year, you don't have to do anything, you just need to make the Liuzhangxuan, and when the Liuzhangxuan is completed, we can challenge the Bazhangxuan again, okay?"

Li Sanshun thought he hadn't explained clearly, and hurriedly said, "No no——if we start making Liuzhangxuan, other papers, such as tribute and jade boards that sell well, cannot continue to be produced because of the required The toughness of the foam pulp is different, and the time to pick up the goods is different..."

Xian Jin nodded, "Yes, for the past six months, you don't need to make other papers, and just focus on making six Zhangxuan."

"What about the business in the store?" Li Sanshun was incredulous. "Didn't we just clear out the inventory a few years ago? We only left some bad bamboo paper? If we don't rush to make goods to keep up, what will we sell after we open?"

Can you sell your eloquence that can bring the dead back to life?

Li Sanshun knew that Xian Jin was good at selling things, but the premise was that she had something to sell!

Li Sanshun earnestly said, "Shopkeeper He, you may not understand, there are only a few of us, and the workshop is so big, once we start making Liuzhang Xuan, there is no way..."

That's why he didn't dare to try to make Liuzhangxuan after all these years.

It is true that he is not sure about himself, but if he lets go and concentrates on conquering Liuzhangxuan, what about the other papers?
Is the store open for one year and open for half a year?

When someone comes to buy paper, tell him first, "Please wait a minute, we will make Liuzhang Xuan first, what do you need before we can do it?"

Sooner or later it closes down!

Li Sanshun trembled!

That won't work!

He also has four grandchildren waiting to be fed at home!
Xian Jin nodded calmly, and then confirmed with a firm tone, "Yes, I understand, that's what it means. Let me sell what you sell in the store and how to sell it. You only need to make paper."

Xian Jin said firmly, "You have to trust me, I have this ability."

Smiled again, and made a joke, "Don't worry, the workshop won't collapse, and your grandchildren will have even bigger golden locks next year!"

This…

how can that be!

Is this girl the Queen Mother?
If he doesn't start work, she turns paper out of thin air and sells it?

If you have this skill, will it be a bit wasteful to change paper?
Wouldn't it be more straight-forward to directly change into silver bills?

Li Sanshun was stunned on the spot, opened his mouth, and remained silent for a while.

Xian Jin left Li Sanshun with his mouth open in the warehouse, and went to inspect Chen Fu's work with his hands behind his back. Seeing that the cheap father was holding the bamboo curtain to lead the dog on Tuesday with a resentful expression on his face, he would be scolded by the dog on Tuesday if he moved too slowly. "Young master! Where is your gaze? Stare at the bamboo curtain!"

Chen Fu has never been so helpless in his life.

Where can he stare?

All the men in the workshop were shirtless, showing strong and strong muscles. He was a former scholar after all, and he understood the principle of seeing no evil.

But don't look here, don't look there, the only thing he can look at is the free air outside the window.

free...

Chen Fu was about to cry.

His mother dare not force him to do things!

Xian Jin walked to Chen Fu's side, and said in a low voice, "...if you are idle all day long, what will others think of Chen Ji? Who dares to buy Chen Ji's paper again? Don't worry, you will come to the workshop to order two or three days of Mao within ten days. , and you arrange the rest of the time yourself. I left you a piece of good paper, which is so thick that the ink is opaque, and it is a good hand for writing travel notes."

Chen Fu buzzed.

It's good to have a girl, and when there are good things, I always remember my father.

So he rolled up his sleeves and danced the bamboo curtain like a tiger.

The dog is scratching his ears on Tuesday, what good paper?Didn't they cash out all the good paper?Is this knife made now?
Tuesday the dog laughed.

Enough waiting for the young master!
...

After tying the carrot to Chen Fu's head, Xian Jin took the lock and left the workshop to the shop without any burden. Director Dong came to open the door early in the morning. After closing the door for nearly half a month, the shop was covered with dust, and Mama Zhang did not arrive with a feather duster. It took half an hour to take care of it, and went back to the old house in a hurry.

Xian Jin touched the spotless counter and deeply understood why everyone likes to leave things to Zhang Mama.

She belongs to the kind of aunt who nags and does things beautifully at the same time!
Who doesn't like to use it!

Xian Jin spent the whole morning sorting out last year's accounts, made a report by the way, cleared the inventory again, and ate the filial piety special meal sent by Zhang Ma - two spring bamboo shoots and tofu stew, a small plate of golden beans There is another bowl of thickly stewed vegetable soup.

Soy protein, vegetable fiber and carbohydrates are clearly arranged.

This is a small stove prescribed by Zhang Ma.

Even if Xian Jin is promoted and raised to the peak at the current stage, the big kitchen in the old house cannot be so exquisite.

Xian Jin thought of Hope Star's poor cabbage white steamed endless loop unlimited streaming package, thought for a while and told Suo'er, "When I get off work and return to the old house at night, when Mama Zhang cooks a small stove for me, I will also give the long house Chen Erlang a share in the past."

One sheep is also herded, and two sheep are also chased, which is a matter of convenience.

Do as the Romans do, don't be different, keep filial piety, but not like an ascetic.

Everyone in this world is a limited edition. Since the environment cannot be changed, we must struggle hard in the flexible rules, try our best in the hard rules, and try our best to make ourselves live better.

"If it's Mr. Erlang, why don't you fix it?" Suo'er asked.

Xian Jin shrugged his shoulders, that was so pedantic and rigid.

"Don't forget it, let's ask around."

Suo'er answered yes.

Just after noon, Xian Jin crossed his legs and squinted his eyes to bask in the sun at the door of the store. The weather is fine today, the light hits the cover, and the shadow of the cover is blown by the wind, just casting on Xian Jin's eyelids.

Bright and dark, perceive the world of spring breeze through the eyelids.

Xian Jin raised his chin, comfortably enjoying half a day's leisure.

This leisure, not enjoyed for a long time, was broken by a sharp sound.

"—Over there! Chen Ji is over there! Let's go! Let's seek justice!"

Xian Jin frowned and opened his eyes, looking out against the spring light.

Seven or eight scholars in green caps and long gowns turned aggressively around the corner and walked towards Chen Ji Paper Shop.

Xian Jin squinted his eyes.

Well, they are acquaintances, and they are all loyal fans of "blind bags".

Xian Jin lowered his eyes and softly instructed Suo'er, "...Go to the warehouse and bring out the paper that is not easy to sell for three or four dollars."

Suo'er was looking outside as if he was facing a big enemy, but he didn't realize it for a moment, "Shall we call Brother Gou and some Brother Zheng out?"

"What are you calling out for?" Xian Jin didn't lift his head.

Suo'er looked at the phalanx of scholars who were getting closer and closer, and then at his boss, who was calm and calm, and stammered, "They...they look a little fierce...like they are here to smash the scene..."

Xian Jin finally raised his head and smiled harmlessly, "Silly girl, why are you here to make trouble?"

"He's clearly here to give money, baby."

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