I bring the system to tease Shihuang to engage in infrastructure construction

At the end of the three-day holiday, the workers in the workshop have returned to their jobs one after another.

Seeing the expanded number of workers and the additional rooms, the old employees breathed a sigh of relief.

The industrial line of papermaking is slowly flowing.

Novices are clumsy, but I believe they will be proficient soon.

When Zhao Jun and Qingliu arrived, Xiao He was already waiting at the door.

The gate, which had been quiet for three days, was now crowded with merchants who came to pick up the goods.

Xiao He stood in the corner and watched the crowd.

Zhao Jun quickly found him and took him into the workshop.

"Xiao He, let me introduce you first. This is Qingliu, the owner of the workshop. She is mainly in charge of the current operation of the workshop."

Xiao He glanced at the girl who was following him, and was surprised.

This girl also looks very young, and she is still a girl. Is she actually running the whole workshop?

Qingliu nodded to him as a greeting.

After that, Xiao He didn't have time to think about anything else.

Because his eyes were completely attracted by the movements of the workers.

Especially when I finally saw the sheets of snow-white paper that had been dried, I was completely speechless.

"I thought the process of white paper would be more troublesome than secondary paper, but the output of white paper is similar to that of secondary paper."

Xiao He looked at the pile of white papers in the corner in shock and muttered.

Because the price of white paper is much more expensive than secondary paper, he thought that the output of white paper was relatively small.

But it is obviously not the case now, so the output and the price of white paper are expensive.

Xiao He could already imagine the benefits that this workshop could generate every day.

Xiao He stared blankly and followed Qingliu for the whole journey.

Of course, Zhao Jun didn't take him to see the key papermaking technology, after all, he still needs to guarantee the patent.

But just this was enough to shock Xiao He.

Zhao Jun rubbed his hands, and he could already imagine the scene where Xiao He joined her.

Finally, Qingliu took Xiao He to the place where she usually worked.

Zhao Jun sat on the chair next to him, admiring Xiao He's shocked face.

Xiao He has already recovered when he came here.

He stared straight at Zhao Jun.

"The money created here every day is probably a huge amount."

"Ah."

Zhao Jun smiled and raised his chin frivolously.

"So, what do I need to do next?"

Xiao He spoke calmly.

Zhao Jun didn't expect him to make a decision so quickly, he really knows the current affairs.

"Well, there is nothing for now. If you want, you can follow Qingliu to get familiar with the operation of the workshop."

This is really the job Xiao He loves the most.

"Miss Qingliu, please, I will disturb you more in the future."

Xiao He bowed his hands towards Qingliu humbly.

Great, got a right-hand man without breaking a sweat, perfect.

The operation of the workshop is on the right track, and the fish in the fish pond are sold out, and the next batch will wait until October.

After completing all inspections, Zhao Jun ate the whole fish feast that she had been thinking about for a long time.

Tofu fish soup, braised fish, grilled fish pot, and fresh shrimp slippery.

In Zhiyang Palace, Zhao Jun and Qingliu ate very well.

"My lord, this shrimp is delicious, even better than fish, without any fishy smell."

Qingliu said with a satisfied face.

"That's right, shrimp is better than fish."

Zhao Jun slumped on the chair motionless.

"However, my lord, why didn't you give it to the king?"

Don't blame Qingliu for asking this question, every time before there is something good, Zhao Jun always has to take it from the dining room to the king.

"Send it, I gave the dining room a batch of fresh fish and shrimp in the morning, and asked them to prepare it and send it to the king at noon."

I kept giving it away before, it was to please the boss.

Now that the boss has finished pleasing him, it's time to avoid suspicion.

On the other side, Ying Zheng also received lunch from the dining room.

"Your Majesty, there are fresh fish and shrimps today, Master Zhao specially ordered the dining room to make them."

Sun Cheng set out the meal and conveyed what he had just heard from his servants.

"Well, where is she?"

Ying Zheng put down the memorial, only saw the lunch on the table, but no one.

"Uh, the people below said that Mr. Zhao was busy with business and couldn't come in person, so they asked them to bring lunch."

Sun Cheng lowered his head and answered carefully.

"Busy? She can be busier than the widow."

Ying Zheng said calmly.

Sun Cheng almost thought he had heard wrong.

Is the king angry, or complaining?
Ying Zheng finished his meal quietly by himself.

Every time there is something new, she personally sends it over, and she suddenly feels a little unaccustomed to not being here this time.

It seems that there is nothing delicious about this fresh fish and shrimp.

"What has she been up to lately?"

Ying Zheng didn't say who it was, but Sun Cheng certainly understood.

"Well, I heard that I went to inspect after I came back. The workshop stopped working for three days, and then I harvested a batch of fish ponds raised in Weishui."

"Oh, by the way, and it seems that I have taken in a doorman, and now I am working in the workshop with Qing Nushi."

Sun Cheng narrated one by one that there were few things in Xianyang that Ying Zheng could not know.

"A doorman? Who."

Ying Zheng looked sideways slightly, could it be that he is some kind of talented person again?
"It is said that his name is Xiao He, a young man from Chu State, who has stayed in Xianyang for more than ten days before."

young man?

Ying Zheng frowned.

He thought that with Zhao Jun's character, she should be more willing to find female followers.

"Ask someone to find out the origin of this Xiao He."

A young man who is not yet a native of the country, Ying Zheng feels very worried when he thinks about it.

It is safer to send someone to investigate, but don't be a spy from another country.

Time passed slowly, and it was about to enter the midsummer season in a blink of an eye.

It has been almost a year since Zhao Jun came here.

Xiao He is very comfortable with and enjoys working in the workshop.

It is rare for Zhao Jun to give himself a vacation for a few days of leisure.

The results of Yingzheng's investigation of Xiao He also came out, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But Ying Zheng just felt that something was wrong during this time.

Not only Yingzheng, Qingliu also felt this way.

"My lord, did you quarrel with the king?"

Qingliu asked cautiously.

On the other hand, Jun Zhao, she is lying comfortably on a recliner, hiding under a tree to enjoy the shade.

Let me declare that the reclining chair was specially made by Juzi.

"How come, how dare I quarrel with the king."

She squinted her eyes, and there was a cup of milk tea just delivered by the dining room on the table next to her.

"Then, why don't I see you looking for the king? It's been almost a month, and you don't seem to have been there once."

It's not that Qing Liu insisted on asking more questions, but that there were already rumors in the palace.

"It's nothing, don't listen to those rumors outside."

"Besides, I'm not resting during this period of time. Rest means I have nothing to do. Why should I go to the king if I have nothing to do?"

It makes sense to say so.

"I'm just a little worried about you, it's fine."

Qingliu patted herself on the head, and decided to stop listening to people in the palace gossip.

"The people in this palace are idle. If there is no gossip for them, I'm afraid they will be suffocated to death."

"However, I'm also free, and I actually have time to listen to them."

"That's enough rest, it's better to get busy next time."