A piece of paper

The Wuxu Hall was the chamber of commerce of the pioneer Huguang merchants in Xuancheng Prefecture. Over the past few hundred years, Huguang merchants gradually integrated into Huizhou merchants, and this place became a place for gentlemen to drink tea and listen to operas.

Xianjin specially found such a place, booked a hall, negotiated a price on a monthly basis, and included the venue and refreshments - even if the Chen family is the president of the Chamber of Commerce, they can't hold meetings at home every time, right?

It’s like a pyramid scheme, and it’s too informal.

Therefore, there is no way to know the appearance of the eyes behind them.

In the retreat hall, everyone has their heads lowered, some are thinking, and some are obviously relaxing - they are all middle-aged and elderly bosses, and most of the things in the shop have been sorted out, and it is normal for them not to use their brains for a long time.

Xian Jin did not rush, and reached for the tea cup on the small side table.

One drink.

Xian Jin put the lid on the tea with an expressionless expression.

well.

Another wolfberry kidney-strengthening tea.

The mysterious power from Suo'er has penetrated into the outside of the Chen family.

When everyone lowered their heads, only the illiterate uncle was still looking around boredly. As he looked, he met Xian Jin's eyes.

"Uncle Qiang, what can you tell me?"

Generally speaking, roll call in class starts with a confused look.

This Uncle Qiang is the owner of a small workshop in the east corner of the city. The workshop is really small, run by brothers, with two sisters-in-law doing the accounting and delivery, a total of four people and two teenage descendants as apprentices.

Uncle Qiang trembled all over and blinked, "Huh?" He paused and said, "I, I listen to the big guys, I can help! My brother and I are pretty good at making paper! Our shop's Shengxuan is doing pretty well, hazy ink I’m dizzy layer by layer, like a flower!”

Let you answer questions, not advertise.

Xian Jin's eyes moved to the fat boss next to Uncle Qiang.

The fat boss lowered his head.

Wherever Xianjin looked, there was no grass growing.

Except for whether the boss's professional level is high or low, no one wants to be the one who takes the lead on this occasion - even though they pay tribute in the name of the Xuancheng Chamber of Commerce, when everyone does one thing, there is always no way to avoid who puts in the most effort. , who contributes less effort, who contributes more money, who contributes less money.

When the benefits are the same, controlling costs becomes the outline of how to do things.

If you come forward at this time, isn't it obvious that you have to take on trouble?

Let those big workshops and shops with deep pockets take the lead!

"Whether it is raw Xuan, cooked Xuan, pure or extra pure, plain paper or colored paper, my suggestion is that the size should be large first."

Heng Xi opened his mouth, and the little girl raised her head and straightened her chest, sitting upright under Xian Jin, "The tributes in previous years all started with Ba Zhangxuan. We can't go below this size this time - Pink Paper Xiaocai's powdery air It's too heavy. If we pay tribute to this kind of paper, our Xuancheng paper will have to be tied up in the harem."

It is not a good thing to wander in the empress's pile of makeup and powder.

If they make eyebrows, lipstick, and silk, it is a good thing if they become popular in the harem.

But, this is paper.

As a paper that carries words and thoughts, its stages should be endless.

Xian Jin nodded and concluded, "Well, be generous."

Atmosphere, first of all, means that the size must be large.

For large-sized paper, Hachijosen is the first to be admired.

Some merchants muttered, "It was twenty years ago that Xuancheng Mansion made the Eight-foot Proclamation. Emperor Xun was still in power at that time, and Hengji made a sword to proclaim it, which made him very famous."

This story is still shamelessly displayed on Hengji’s plaque.

Then a merchant poked his head and asked, "Now in Xuancheng, are there any masters who can make Ba Zhangxuan?"

Someone echoed, "It's difficult! I think it's difficult! A few years ago, Li Sanshun recreated Liu Zhangxuan, which was an incredible achievement!"

Xianjin waved his hand, "Don't worry about whether it can be done or not, let's think about what we can do - does anyone else have any ideas?"

Hengji fought in the front line, but after that, you and I started to talk nonsense.

"We can make pine needle paper! Drain the pine needles and mix them into the paper pulp. The paper will have a pine scent and the shape of pine needles and leaves, and it looks and smells good!"

Xianjin:?

She personally feels that the eldest princess Baian may not be a forest girl.

"How about we make the paper into origami paintings, and each piece of paper hides an unfinished illustration story, and let's ask the noble person to want to use the next piece after using one piece!"

Xianjin:? ?

The Metamorphosis of the Wei Dynasty in One Thousand and One Nights? She took the initiative to dub a Desert Wind BGM for Princess Baian.

"Make seven-color rainbow paper! Let's dye seven colors on one piece of paper!"

Xianjin:? ? ?

Let’s just say, wouldn’t it be too fancy?

How about integrating it with the previous merchant’s idea, let’s make a series of illustrations about the colorful gourd baby fighting the snake spirit to save grandpa.

"Make twelve-color flower god paper! The year before last, your kiln produced a set of twelve-color flower god lamp dishes. It is said that the current emperor likes it very much and even boasted about it!"

"How do you know? Your cat was eavesdropping under the saint's bed?"

"Bullshit! The cave master of your cave, Tianzi No. 18, is the third nephew-in-law of my wife's second uncle and grandma!"

The building is completely crooked.

Even if it's wolfberry water to strengthen the kidneys and yang, Xianjin still has to take a sip to calm down.

"alright--"

Xian Jin finally spoke.

Everyone fell silent. “Okay. Everyone’s idea is good.”

But don’t think about it yet.

"To make a tribute, as Heng Wu Niang said, it must be grand." Xian Jin's right hand was placed casually on the small side table. His face was not wearing any makeup, his eyes were clear, the bridge of his nose was small and straight, and his black hair was tied up high. Bun, "Bazhangxuan is a traditional tribute category in Xuancheng twenty years ago. The poem "You Chunshan" written by Emperor Xun of the previous dynasty is still hanging in the palace of the current pilgrim, so we can know that this category was chosen——"

Xian Jin paused and seemed to be considering his words, "It's very stable, very safe."

In short, it’s a choice you can’t go wrong with.

"Is it too old?" Brother Qiang, who is illiterate, scratched his head, "Twenty years ago, we paid tribute to Ba Zhangxuan. Twenty years later, our Xuancheng Paper Industry has not made any progress at all, and we still pay tribute to Ba Zhang. Where is Xuan?"

Her golden eyebrows were pale, "How can you say you haven't made any progress?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xian Jin didn't catch up with her words in time, everyone was waiting for her to make a sudden change.

"Not only has there been no progress, it can even be said that it is not as good as before." Xian Jin raised the corners of his lips, raised his small lip beads, and looked very relaxed, "The paper that could be made twenty years ago is now full of variables. Woolen cloth!"

amount.

The merchants lowered their heads again.

Return to the way you were when you were just in class.

Some middle-aged and elderly bosses thought with sadness and anger: Why should he stay here and listen to a little girl giving orders? Now it's even worse. This girl not only gives orders, but also laughs at them happily and naturally!

From the bottom of his heart, he wanted to leave.

But the butt that sits firmly has its own opinions.

Xian Jin lowered his head and took another sip of the densely packed wolfberry water. He raised his head and said with a clear and bright voice, "Let's report it to Bazhang Shengxuan first! After that, whether it's sprinkled with gold foil or waxed, we'll discuss it later. If you report to this category, at least in the first place At this stage, we will not be dismissed by the Secretary of Internal Affairs."

"The sample paper will not be submitted until August. We have nearly three months to complete the eight-foot-long declaration."

"From tomorrow onwards, the shops with more than ten people here will send two skilled masters to Jixi workshops to study, those with less than ten people will send one person, and those with less than five people will send one person."

Xian Jin paused and said, "Please show your heart."

Brother Qiang felt like he had been hurt ten thousand times, and raised his hand to express, "Qiang Ji Paper Shop can deliver food to everyone!"

Xian Jin smiled and nodded, "Then I'll bother Boss Qiang."

Seeing that Xian Jin was about to finalize the articles of association, one of the merchants said weakly, "Do we have a sample paper to learn from? It was more than 20 years ago when Bazhang Xuan was born. Not everyone has seen it." look"

How is it possible!

The last time Ba Zhangxuan appeared in the world was in Anyang Mansion, six or seven years ago.

The last time Ba Zhangxuan appeared in Xuancheng was twenty years ago.

In addition to Xian Jin, the youngest person here is only in his thirties, and it is really possible that he has never seen the grand scene of Ba Zhangxuan.

When everyone heard this, they all felt regretful, "It's a pity that this craft has been lost."

"My family originally had a few pieces of Baizhangxuan, but they were later gambled away by unsatisfactory children and grandchildren."

"You can't find them in Xuancheng now, right? After so many years, if there are, there are only a few scattered ones. Who would be willing to take them out for reference and observation?"

Everyone was talking about it.

"I have."

Xian Jin calmly put down the tea cup and said, "Tomorrow, I will bring ten excellent Ba Zhang Xuan pictures to the Jixi workshop for all the masters to learn and observe."

she has! ?

Still ten! ?

Is it she or Chen Ji? ?

I have never heard of it, but Chen Ji also possesses top-grade Ba Zhang Xuan!

Li Sanshun's late father, Li Laozhang, made Ba Zhang Xuan Authenticity, but the production was always unstable, and the paper quality was very impetuous and perfunctory, so it cannot be called top quality.

Where did she come from?

The crowd was in an uproar.

Xian Jin patted the hem of his skirt and bowed to everyone, "I'll go back and write the submission documents first. I'd like to trouble all the bosses to arrange the manpower. Our time is tight and the tasks are heavy. Those who are rich can give us money, and there are some All my efforts are for Xuancheng Paper—Bazhang Xuan cannot be made with just a few people."

After blessing his body with several golden gifts, he left.

Working non-stop to catch up with the next trip Suo'er arranged for her.

Seeing this, Heng Xi lifted up her skirt and quickly crossed the three-inch threshold. She lowered her head and asked softly, "Where did you get Ba Zhang Xuan!? If you don't have it, don't try to show off. The Heng family will look around, maybe you can still There are about ten pieces in the collection.”

Xianjin clicked his tongue and looked up at the sky.

There are courtyards in all directions, and the water from the sky returns to the hall.

"A few years ago, I blackmailed him from some stupid man."

Missing in a golden tone.

At that time, she didn't have so many trips to catch up on, and she didn't have that much wolfberry water to drink, and her hair was still growing healthily and vigorously on the top of her head.

At that time, Chen Laoliu was really easy to deceive.

If you cheat casually, you will get a huge sum of money in your account.

Not like now.

There was an old lady Qu in the back who was watching with eager eyes, not knowing what she was going to do; there was a strong enemy in front of her, fighting with all her strength to get a place in the tribute.

Xianjin smacked his lips and sighed with regret.

It would be great if all her opponents were like Chen Laoliu, simple, vicious and ignorant of the world. She could just hit him without having to choose the day, let alone use her brains.

Xian Jin's figure hurriedly blinked in the narrow and narrow eyes in the retreat hall, his lips curved up in a mocking arc, and then he shook his head in disgust.

Concubine?

That's it?

He wouldn't even want this competitive woman to be cleaned and put on his bed.

Bazhang Xuanke, who was recruited from Chen Laoliu, can be regarded as a win-win situation.