A piece of paper

Chapter 48
It has to be said that Xianjin set off the atmosphere of Liuzhangxuan's birth very well. In three to five days, the streets and alleys of Jing County were mostly discussed about the unveiling of the list, which was more about form than content, and mainly aimed at satisfying Zhang Wenbo's vanity. ceremony.

The number of visitors also increased, so Xian Jin went to the cloth shop next door and ordered three bolts of Haiqing Songjiang cloth, and made a uniform set of clothes for all the shop assistants, with a small " For the word "Chen Ji", I also spent a tael of silver to ask the painter at the fan shop on the street to draw a small and delicate scroll painting, embroidered next to the word "Chen Ji", and asked the almighty gold medal housekeeper Zhang Ma to paint it Everyone's name is embroidered next to the LOGO.

Suo'er was very excited to wear new clothes. After a while, she pointed to the three stripes on Dong Guanshi's cuff, then looked at her own empty cuff, and asked doubtfully, "...Why are we different?"

Xian Jin put his abacus aside, and said persuasively, "How much is your monthly payment?"

Suo'er answered honestly, "A month and a half hangs money."

Xian Jin looked at Guanshi Dong, "Uncle Dong, how much is your monthly salary?"

Steward Dong scratched his head and humbly blurred the point, "Not too much, not too much, two, three, four, five taels of silver is enough to make a living and support the housework."

Xian Jin laughed.

Well, is salary internal secrecy already required in this day and age?
Xian Jin touched the lock and said with a smile, "Understood? When your monthly payment rises to two, three, four, and five taels of silver, you will also have three stripes on your cuff."

Suoer suddenly realized, and then went to count the bars on the cuffs of all the guys in the store, "...Master Li has three bars, brother Ergou has two bars, brother Sangou and several Zheng brothers have one bar..."

Suo'er wailed, "Only I don't have a bar!"

The kid Wang Sansuo hesitated for three seconds, then clenched his hands, with a firm expression on his face, "But one day, I will definitely have five bars!"

Xian Jin's hand flicked to plan the abacus.

Very good, the intern wants to take her CEO seat - anyone with a dream is amazing.

After the number of spectators increased, the remaining paper in the warehouse was sold out again. There were not many stocks in stock, and even most of them were cheap and difficult-to-use bamboo paper. These were sold to slap Chen Ji in the face!
Regarding this problem, Li Sanshun has been anxious for a long time. The shopkeeper of this little girl is called the workshop, she doesn't care about anything, she just studies the methods of Liuzhangxuan and Bazhangxuan, this... how can this work?

Papers like Liuzhangxuan and Bazhangxuan cannot be made in a day or two!
If they can't make a six-foot announcement, they won't open for a day?

What do they sell after the inventory is sold out?
His previous worries were largely dispelled by the little girl's rhetoric. The better the goods sold these days, the anxiety came to his heart again, and his eyebrows were about to fall out of anxiety, so he could only take advantage of the noon meal to hurry up and put his eyes on the table. Jin stopped him, and he must pour out his anxiety.

——He finally discovered that this little girl has a power that can soothe him very well, and even soothe all kinds of anxiety in this shop and everyone in this workshop.

He saw Xian Jin coming in a hurry from a long distance away, and he was about to speak, but he heard her quickly explain, "Master Li, hurry up and change your clothes, we have to go out, you decide whether to take Brother Gou or Take Brother Zheng."

She also saw her poking her head and glanced more deeply, "We will meet at the entrance of the store every half a quarter of an hour."

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Li Sanshun stretched out his hand to grab the busy breath, and in order to ease the embarrassment, he had to divert his hand and scratch his head: "I'm waiting online, the boss is too busy, why don't I have time to deal with the anxiety of my subordinates?"
Li Sanshun took Tuesday Dog to the mule cart waiting at the door, and Xian Jin was already waiting on it when he got in the cart, and the little girl was leaning against the wall of the cart with a thin booklet in her hand, looking through it carefully.

Li Sanshun was about to speak, but saw the little girl looked up at them, and opened the curtain to say hello, "Uncle Dong, we're all here, let's go." As soon as he finished speaking, he looked down at the brochure again.

Li Sanshun's anxiety was stuck in his throat.

So annoying, more anxious.

The mule cart swayed, and Li Sanshun was anxious and sad at the same time, perfectly achieving self-conflict, and finally fell asleep anxiously.

About half an hour later, the mule cart braked sharply. As soon as the car stopped, Li Sanshun opened his eyes, followed Xian Jin in a daze and got out of the car. He saw a small village not far away, with about twenty households. people.

Li Sanshun scratched his head, "Sister Jin, where is this?"

Xian Jin smiled and said, "This is Xiaocao Village."

Li Sanshun suddenly realized and nodded, then asked, "What is Xiaocao Village?"

Xianjin: ...

Director Dong tied up the mule cart and came over, and replied with a smile, "Come on, let's go in first."

Director Dong led the way and explained to Li Sanshun as he walked, "...Xiaocao Village is an hour's walk away from our county town of Jingxian County. The whole village makes paper, but because they have to climb mountains and wade through water, their paper industry Business is hard to do. Nowadays, paper is made during the slack season, and wheat is threshered during the busy season...

Director Dong came to a small courtyard, knocked on the door bolt, and said loudly, "Cun Chief Cao, our masters are here!"

After a while, an old man opened the door in a panic. Seeing Chen Ji and his party, without the slightest hesitation, he greeted Li Sanshun roughly, "Hello, Mr. Chen!"

Li Sanshun hurriedly dodged, and pushed Xian Jin forward with his big hand, "This is the owner of our workshop, shopkeeper He!"

The old man saw that Xianjin was thinner than hemp stalks, whiter than the hair on the stove, and younger than his granddaughter by a head, and he was not happy with it, so some spots appeared on his face, and he looked at Dong The steward said, "Nen said that Chen Ji came as a family member. No one in our village went to the dam today, and they all waited at home. You, you, you—you brought a little girl?"

The old man swung his hands like a pendulum, "Come with someone who can make a decision. I've been very busy planting rice seedlings these days!"

Steward Dong stroked the bald man's head, and was about to speak, but was pulled behind him by Xian Jin.

Xian Jin smiled back a blessing, with a very humble attitude, "You can't judge by appearance, uncle is lying in the cradle, although I am young, I am the real master of Chen Ji in Jing County, and the old lady stamped it with her own hands. "

While talking, he took out a roll of tickets and a stack of neatly stacked documents from his pocket.

"Look, if you look good today, we'll pay with one hand and stamp with the other, and we'll get both the money and the goods. It's very innocent."

Documents can be forged, but notes cannot be made.

The old village head of Xiaocao Village squinted his eyes, put on his clothes and hurriedly opened the door, and said with a smile, "We farmers are ignorant, Mrs. Qu of the Chen family, we know we know!"

Village head Cao made a way out, and invited guests from outside to go first. The further you walked into the village, the more you could see straw ears drying and air-drying on the mountain depressions. A stack of bamboo curtains goes along the stream.

The more Li Sanshun read, the more he couldn't understand, so he bumped into Guanshi Dong, "Old Dong, this is."

Director Dong maintained a standard smile on his face, tilted his head, kept his mouth still, and said lightly, "We don't have any hands to make paper now, right? The shopkeeper said we won't do it. Except for a few types of high-quality paper, we will sell the rest of the paper." After the acquisition, resell, do."

This word was a mouthful, and Director Dong thought about it for a long time.

"Let's be a secondary distributor."

"It does not produce paper, it is just a porter of paper."

　Today's second update, good night everyone~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)