A piece of paper

Chapter 155: Three Flies (3000)

Of course Xianjin didn't know what Mrs. Qu had planned. After leaving the main hall, she gave Zhang's mother two pieces of silver from her pocket and told her, "I don't know what the third master likes to eat in Xuancheng. Look, Let’s serve him something delicious.”

After thinking for a while, he said, "Meat, oil, offal, seafood, and river fresh food are not allowed to be eaten."

Zhang's mother hesitated and returned one of the broken pieces of silver to Xian Jin's hand.

Xianjin thought again, "Cheese, fermented wine, and overly sweet fruits and melons are also not allowed to be eaten."

Mother Zhang was speechless and returned the other broken piece of silver, "I'll just go to the field and make some cabbage dumplings for Mr. Third, and we'll eat three of them."

Xianjin:.
It’s hard to raise a dad.

Chen Fu is like a paramecium, a single-celled organism. After sleeping, it feels as if the system has automatically updated. Early the next morning, he happily followed Xianjin to Jixi Workshop to see the store in person. Xuancheng is obviously much larger than Jingxian County. , Wupeng green tiles, four rivers back to the east, there are many schools around, and the chaotic but orderly streets are mostly filled with three or two children carrying book bags in one hand and paper kites in the other. Most of them are waiting to return early from school and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.

In a few streets and alleys, Xianjin also saw several shops with letters hanging on them.

Xian Jin looked around and saw that Li Ji, Heng Ji, and Bai Ji were all paper makers. Passing by the door of the shop, he could smell the obvious smell of plant ash.

Chen Ji's house is located in Qiuliu Lane in the west of the city. Crossing Qiuliu Lane is Xisheng Avenue. The road is divided into square carriers by shops and houses, carrying 12 households and a population of 25 in the small Xuancheng Prefecture of the Great Wei Dynasty. life events.

Chen Fu walked with his head held high in front of him. Everyone in the neighborhood knew him. A familiar restaurant manager stuck out his head and said, "Hey, third child! Are you back from your hometown?!"

Chen Fulu returned to his home court, playing both sides, "I'm back, I'm back!"

The shopkeeper asked again, "Have you eaten?"

Chen Fu winked and told Xianjin to hurry up. He was so proud that his buttocks were raised to the sky, "How did you know that my daughter is taking me to work in the Jixi workshop! What kind of position? I'm a manager!"

People...they just ask you if you have eaten.
What are you proud of?

E man Xian Jin, who thinks he is not a social terrorist, meets Chen Fu, a senior E man, and just wants to find a way to get through.

But within a short commute, the entire Xisheng Avenue knew that "the third son of the Chen family has gone to work in a shop, and one of them has achieved the Tao of chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven, and he even brought a little girl with him - the Sanfang Warrior, to level Jixi River"!
After walking for a while to a sparsely populated area, the government allowed the mule cart to go on the road.

It's a bit like motor vehicle restrictions.

It was nearly half an hour's journey by mule cart, and Xian Jin and his party arrived at Jixi Workshop.

Chen Fu was at a loss for words, "...so far?"

Xian Jinli got off the mule cart and said, "The mules on the way didn't complain, so let's just stop talking."

Chen Fu touched the mule's mane: "Thank you for your hard work."

Thinking about himself again, the mule on the road can now rest, and his day's work has just begun - the mule is just working hard, and his life is miserable.

At the entrance of the store, Manager Dong, Li Sanshun, and the second eldest son of the Zheng family, Lu Badan, who were not injured, were already dressed and standing in the second row out of courtesy.

The first row is the original team of Jixi Workshop.

Mrs. Qu's distant nephew Qu Damao, the current accountant Bai Dongdong, and three "3Q" clerks named Shi Qiu, Shui Qiu, and Mu Qiu. These five people were weakly drooping their eyes, shoulder to shoulder, and standing close to each other. With.

The contrast is stark.

The second line is like the elites from the Fortune 500, and the first line is like the bell-ringing monks who go south to work for one day and use the Internet for three days.

Xian Jin walked in front, followed by Chen Fu.

Manager Dong stepped out from the crowd, placed one hand on the three-stripe line of his uniform, said with a respectful attitude and a clear voice, "Congratulations, shopkeeper!"

Li Sanshun and Lu Badan stepped forward, "Congratulations to the shopkeeper!"

Zheng Laoer had the loudest voice, with his nostrils pointing upward, "Congratulations to the boss!"

Qu Damao was so frightened that he thought bandits had invaded!
Xianjin's footsteps stopped in front of Qu Damao.

Qu Damao's neck shrank, and he raised his eyes to look out of the corner of his eye: Good guy, this girl has a really sharp appearance, like a knife, and her raised eyebrows are like the handle of a knife that is about to be unsheathed at any time. Qu Damao shook his head and said, "Three Congratulations. Three. Congratulations. Three. Congratulations."

He wasn't sure who to call first, so he just started rapping.

"Congratulations Xianjin, you are so outstanding, so golden." Xianjin pursed his lips and smiled, "Are you Manager Qu?"

Qu Damao nodded repeatedly, his little goatee shrank and looked very timid, "I am Qu Damao. I heard from my fifth uncle that shopkeeper He will be working in Jixi workshop in the next few months."

He reacts well to the people who come from the air, but he is not willing to take charge of things. He only takes twelve months' salary to fish in troubled waters. What's wrong with that?
If someone comes to take care of things, just leave him alone and he will welcome him with claps.

If the store is established and some dividends and profits are given to her, let alone calling her "big shopkeeper", he can even call her "big ancestor".

It’s just that this shop is really difficult to do.

Qu Damao bowed and made way for him, and led Xian Jin inward. As he walked, he introduced, "The store has been in existence for more than ten years. It depends on the Longchuan River and makes a living every month - Chengdong Mulberry Paper We were asked to do the work that the Deng Xuan Workshop and the Deng Xuan Workshop in the west of the city couldn't handle. Those two workshops were doing well. If the fingers were wider and some broth would leak out, we would be full." That day came in a hurry. Didn't look carefully.

Now it's clear day and day. When I entered the store, I saw the walls were mottled, the wooden beams were peeling off paint, and the bamboo frames were mottled. , but there are only three or two small pools, and the water in the pools is turbid. Even the bamboo curtain used to fish out paper wadding is cracked in two or three places.

Li Sanshun was so angry that he stamped his feet, "Longchuan River is so cold and refreshing, with very few undercurrents and dry water quality. It is even more suitable for making paper than Wuxi in Jing County! What a waste!"

Qu Damao frowned and looked at Li Sanshun, "Master, I advise you not to talk nonsense! The paper we make in our workshop is probably just the cheapest cooked paper. We only have two or three guys. If we can make it, it will be good. ”

Qu Dacao rolled his sleeves and said, "The people who gave me money to buy paper didn't say anything. What are you lying about here?"

Looking at Xian Jin again, Chen Laowu has given him a thorough understanding. This girl is currently favored by the old lady and cannot be punished, but she is only a half-way monk and does not know how to make paper. I guess she is also good at superficial skills. Gong He said respectfully, "Shopkeeper He Da, we have really tried our best. If we really use ten of our efforts to make a one-knife-fifty-coin cooked propaganda, we will be the ones who are tired, right?"

Xianjin lowered his head, stretched out his hand to scoop up a handful of water for soaking the paper wadding, turned his palm upwards, and handed it to Qu Damao's mouth.

"Eat it."

Qu Dabao thought he was hallucinating, "Huh?"

In Xianjin's hand, there was a fly that had been dead for an unknown period of time. It was lying on its back, so dead that it was about to get maggots.

"Eat it." Xian Jin said coldly.

Qu Damao looked at Manager Dong at a loss.

Manager Dong smiled and made a "please" gesture, "Please use it."

Xianjin turned his eyes, Zhou Gou and Zheng Da, the two strongest muscular men in the camp were not there. Zheng Laoer, the second echelon, stood on top, hunched his back and glared forward, grabbed Qu Damao's neck and leaned back, Holding Qu Damao's chin with one hand, Xianjin stood up on tiptoes and put the fly into Qu Damao's mouth along with the smelly water stains.

Qu Damao's face was red and his eyes were filled with tears. He coughed and coughed with his neck stuck.

Xianjin took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his hands, and said, "I'm sorry." He added, "When making paper in Jingxian County, the water in the pool must reach the level that the masters can drink before they can put paper wadding. , Master Li, have you ever drank the water in the Jingxian workshop pool?"

Li Sanshun said loudly, "Of course! How can you know whether the water quality is suitable if you don't taste it!"

Xianjin nodded, "Shopkeeper Qu, do you know why in the vast mountains and rivers of Kyushu, there is only paper from Xuancheng, which has not decayed for thousands of years, and is smooth and smooth?"

Qu Damao felt as if moths were about to fly out of his throat!

"Because the green sandalwood trees used to make rice paper only grow in Xuancheng, and because only the river water flowing from the Wuxi River can infiltrate paper wadding that is stable and can last for a long time." , Bailu. I don’t ask you to make these famous rice papers, but ask yourself, how long has this pool of water been there? Have you taken care of it!? Have you cleaned it?! Have you replaced it!? It all stinks. ah!"

Qu Dabao looked at the three guys in panic.

How did he know!

This water is hard to change!

Such a big pool!

How many times do they have to carry water back and forth to fill it up?

Years ago?Or last summer?Or last year’s New Year?

No wonder many buyers say that their paper has a "watery smell". It turns out that this is the reason!

Qu Damao's face turned red, "There are really few people in the workshop, so we can't take care of him." As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat felt sticky, as if there were three hundred fat white maggots squirming in his throat, "We will change it immediately! Change it immediately!"

Xian Jin glanced over and bowed their heads wherever he looked.

"A knife of paper is not cheap." Xian Jin said loudly, "Even a medium-sized jade plate requires half a month's wages of a small official to buy a knife. Not to mention the poor scholars who have paid the money. You must receive equal goods! You don’t need me to teach you about the principle of getting both money and goods!"

Li Sanshun looked at the slightly smelly paper pond, and the old man was so angry that he wanted to jump up and curse, "A bunch of trash!"

Li Sanshun couldn't hold it in anymore, and slapped his hand as big as a cattail leaf on the side of the pool.

One of the waiters lowered his head and muttered, "I only earn a shilling a month, so I can afford my wages."

Showing his golden ears, he said, "Who said that!"

A young man in a gray coat shrank visibly.

Xian Jin glanced at Qu Damao and pointed at him, "Give him another month's wages, and he doesn't have to come tomorrow."

Qu Da said hurriedly, "No way! Water polo is an old guy. He has worked at Chenji for eight years! Why don't you want it? What do the neighbors think of us? There are seniors and juniors in his family, so he lives with this little money. .We.Aren’t we evil people with a heart of stone!”

Damn it, kill the Virgin first in the last days!

If you push me harder, I’ll feed you three flies!

　Ask for a monthly ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)