A piece of paper

"No one, what do you mean?"

Song Baixi yawned, and looked at the old steward with some dissatisfaction.

This manager was left to him by his father, who has been working in Songji for almost 30 years. He has been with Songji since his grandfather, and it is said that he is loyal to Songji. His son and grandson were robbed and killed by bandits on the way to Jingde to buy raw materials. , and then he was alone, with only Song Ji on his mind.

He has no way of knowing whether he is loyal to Song Ji or not, he only knows that the old steward is not very loyal to him.

He often yells at him, looking like an old man, scolding him for what is wrong and what is wrong. It is right to be harsh and vicious to the shop assistants. Give those guys a hard time.
But how could he have the same attitude towards him?

How dare you!

Regardless of whether he is the young master of the host family, he is the most promising person in the entire Song Ji when it comes to reading alone!

The books he reads and the words he can read are much more than this old steward!

Could there be a reason why the old steward knew that he didn't? !

Thinking of this, Song Baixi showed his dissatisfaction on his face, and said disapprovingly, "It's just that you're late! Just deduct one month's salary by yourself! You're yelling in the store, carefully disturbing the customers."

The old steward caught his breath in his throat, pouring hot blood from his fingertips to the top of his head, and slapped the counter, "They're gone! They're not coming! The running water is all on the table! They will stop coming! Leave Song Ji!"

Song Baixi was startled, and opened his mouth wide, "Who will make the paper after that? I don't know how to do it!" He shook his head quickly, "Where did they go! Find them! If you can't find them, report them to the government! Tell them Escaped! Dead! Let the government catch him!"

The old steward blushed with anger!

Lao Gao and a group of guys are not slaves!
They are good people!
With their names and books, they can go to the capital!How will the government manage it? !

It's not about capturing escaped concubines, or capturing escaped slaves!

Also, they didn't sign a contract with Song Ji!

After his old club passed away a few years ago, he reminded Xiaoxi that he must sign a contract after the New Year. Xiaoxi promised, but later said that he did not find the old rules, and said, "These guys left Song Kee, how can they make a living? Song Ji gave them a bite to eat, but it was too late for them to be grateful, how could they run away?", so he put this matter on hold for a year and put it on hold.

The old steward's left head seemed to have been hit hard with a mallet, he braced his heavy head, and patiently said to the young master, "I'll go to Lao Gao's house to check on the situation first, and you can go to the gate wall in the east and south of the city to ask the officials. , have Lao Gao and the others left the city these few days?"

Going alone is a trivial matter.

Everyone in the workshop is leaving, I am afraid they have been taken away!
But Furongji! ?

No, no!
The owner of Furongji still has the business of Huizhou pens, otherwise why would they be called Zhihang, while Furongji's name is very broad?
In such a shop, what is the use of a bunch of people who use them to make paper?
After thinking about it carefully, the old steward said something bad in his heart, and explained a few words to Song Baixi concisely, then hurriedly went out with his head in severe pain.

Song Baixi curled his lips, sat down on the stool with a bang, and slowly took out the thin running account book from the counter to do the calculations again—this old man told him to ask the city gate wall, why didn't he go?He chose a place where he could drink tea and eat vegetables, but let him go to curry favor with the official?

It's a good idea!
He won't do such low-key work!
After he passed the court examination and was admitted as a scholar, he would wander around the gate of the city every day. What is an ordinary official?Even if the county magistrate comes, he must be given a top chair!

After noon, the old steward came in desperately by the door frame, almost tripping over the inch-high threshold, his eyes were blank, and he muttered, "...Ten days ago, someone saw Lao Gao going to Chen Ji yesterday. Dong Dazong has been to Lao Gao’s house, and the neighbors saw Lao Gao and his son getting on a mule cart with big bags and small bags.”

Song Baixi groaned in his heart: I knew this old thing would only make him do useless work!Didn't you find out everything by yourself! ?
The old steward broke out in a cold sweat after doing the work, and looked around.

In Song Ji's store, there are a lot of red tracing books with 45 cents each. On the left is the jade plate, on the right is the folder with Shuxuan, and after that there are a few knives stacked together. It is a roll of Jinsushan Tibetan gold paper made by the old owner
And then... and then there is Curry's [-]-knife coral peach paper that has been cut into squares and the size of a book page
No more.

Everyone has left, but he knows how to make paper every step of the way, but he has never walked alone, what should he do now?There is no one working in the workshop, and every paper shop in the county has its own master craftsman. Those small workshops that specialize in paper making, and even the shopkeepers personally make paper, how can they let people go?

Then they can only go to towns and villages to find people, not familiar faces, how can people easily follow them?
However, they saw that the red book business was good before, and they deliberately replaced other types of paper in the warehouse with coral peach paper, cut them neatly, and prepared to take this business as Song Ji's most lucrative job. .
Now there is no one, no paper, no goods, no printing factory.
The old steward had a splitting headache, but his eyes were in a daze.

Song Baixi heard the old manager's miscellaneous remarks in advance, and he understood in his heart that he had a great relationship with Chen Ji.

Chen Ji has played against them twice!
The first time they were bored with the dark loss of coral peach paper for three thousand dollars, and the second time the group of old boys who would never get ahead were disgraced. In front of him, he cursed many times in front of Chen Ji, who was born by that little girl.
Twice, Song Ji didn't take advantage of it!
Song Baixi was suddenly three points shorter, hesitating to say nothing, afraid that if he spoke, he would be sent out to be cannon fodder by this old bastard.

The old steward let out a sigh of relief, forced himself to steady his trembling hands, and asked Song Baixi in a deep voice, "You pack the 50 taels, whether it's gold and silver jewellery, or clothes and sachets, buy them today during the day, and go in person in the evening Chen Ji is looking for shopkeeper Nahe"

People are poor and short-sighted, and Chen Ji copied them in the back, so they can't help but be short!
The top priority is to get Lao Gao back!

The old steward pressed his hands on the counter tremblingly, wanting to say more.

Song Baixi patted the wooden platform, and jumped up, "I won't go! This shameful thing, you have to go by yourself! I will take a gift to send a little girl to raise her. How can I study in the future! How can I stand out!"

Song Baixi gritted his teeth, "You old man, you still play tricks on me to jump off a cliff at this time, and blame your son and grandson all dying before you!"

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