The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Rongcheng County is under Dingxing County and is adjacent to Baoding Prefecture. Fiction.

Because of this, it has become the west gate of Baoding.

At this time, there was dust everywhere.

Because borrowing money from the Xishan Bank and investing money to build the roads of Baoding Fucheng and Dingxing County, although the roads are not yet fully connected, at this time, it is a new phenomenon.

Countless merchants poured in.

After all, although in the area of ​​the New Deal, merchants have to pay taxes, but there are many opportunities.

There is a lot to be done, and profits are particularly high.

Each workshop was built directly.

In order to catch up with work, many workshops are temporary work sheds, recruiting manpower, entering raw materials, and starting production.

The environment here is extremely bad.

But there are young people everywhere, they are looking for work, and the brokers are like flies, looking for opportunities.

The merchants worked tirelessly and came here and began to get familiar with the environment.

The county official's servant has already been busy.

Because the county government collected commercial taxes, had money, and no longer relied on ordinary people to serve, but recruited a large number of officials. In the past, those illiterate people were all topped by a group of young people who were able to read and write. on.

These people have energy and can learn.

Of course, the most important thing is that they have hope.

His own sergeant, but all rely on the little officials to ascend.

If you do well, would n’t you have the opportunity to become a clerk, even a clerk and master, even a county magistrate and a county magistrate ...

Because of this, many people who have read the book are willing to enter the government. Originally, this government was called a low official, but now, the status is different.

There are many things to do in the six houses in the county, from patrolling to investment promotion, to measuring land, collecting taxes, even going to the countryside, and even coordinating the construction sites of various places, or even maintaining traffic.

It used to be that the political power is not under the county. Nowadays, there are too many new things that have to be born, and someone must coordinate and manage them.

These county officials are also novices, completely relying on themselves.

Fortunately, the county magistrate Liang Min was a shrewd and capable person. They were climbed up from the young man step by step, and followed Ouyang Fujun. For these things, they were handy, and the next little man could not hide him. How to do things, sometimes helpless, Liang Min had to do it by himself, as if with a group of elementary students.

The Changcheng fellow was not in Rongcheng County, but in the first dozen miles outside the county. Here, although the road was open, it seemed barren, the land was leveled, and the workshops were raised up because It was a bit desolate before all the workshops settled in.

Chang Cheng led Emperor Hongzhi and others to a wooden workshop.

Outside the workshop, an old man laid back while drinking tea while holding a large pottery bowl.

When I saw Chang Cheng, the old man recognized him and said Tongzhou accent: "Yeah, Chang Cheng, are you here too?"

"Come, come." Chang Cheng listened to the country voice, and was extremely cordial.

The old man was busy leading him to the porter, let them sit down, and then, Fei seemed to enter the workshop.

A few moments later, seven or eight people came out. Obviously, they were all from Tongzhou, and they had some relationship with Chang Cheng.

The first one, wearing a half-worn shirt, looks like a merchant, but is also a servant. This is the general image of the workshop owners in Baoding.

While staying in the workshop every day, urging production, and talking to people about buying and selling, I was exhausted every day, especially because of the recent increase in demand, when I get more goods, I earn more money, and the time is not waiting for people. Come, so it seems that these people are all in a hurry.

After seeing Chang Cheng, the man stepped forward: "I knew you were coming too, dog stuff, I urged you a few times, and I didn't see your figure, can I still live in Tongzhou? Follow me, keep your strength, can you Rich clothes and food, come, Laoliang, tomorrow you will take him, first teach him how to paint, now there is no manpower, no one can recruit, no delivery, it will be over. "

The workshop owner was anxiously red eyes.

There are now many workshops and many construction sites. Small workshops like him are on the outskirts of the city. How can they compete with those large workshops and recruit fewer people? Now that they are often successful, it seems that they have one more career. The root feather, although not even more powerful, feels like it is going to fly.

He glanced through Chang Cheng and saw Emperor Hongzhi and Fang Jifan.

All of a sudden, his eyes lit up.

He stepped forward: "These are Chang Cheng who are friends, are we all from Tongzhou? Oops, sir ... sir ... are you studying?"

Emperor Hongzhi wore a half-old rushan.

At this moment, the workshop mainly cried, holding the emperor Hongzhi's hand intimately: "Sir ... Where is it high? Sir, go, talk inside, talk inside."

Wang Shouren and others were all tense, showing nervousness.

The owner of this workshop is in his thirties, looking at Wang Shouren: "This gentleman is also a scholar?"

Wang Shouren stretched his face, he smiled, and gave the workshop owner a closed door.

The workshop owner did n’t take it seriously, but decided to focus on the more kind-hearted Emperor Hongzhi: “Mr. is also the first to come, no, no, no, he should not be called Mr. ? "

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

Fang Jifan thought in my heart, I am your uncle Taishan, then do I want to call my father-in-law as grandpa.

The workshop owner was very attentive and kept asking where he was, and he made a few dishes in the kitchen.

Several people in the Hongzhi Emperor were indeed hungry. Although this meal had some meat, it was not good.

It was Chang Cheng, and there were other folks. They all ate very deliciously. Chang Cheng kept a few pieces of shredded pork deliberately, and waited for the plate to be cleaned, before carefully picking the shredded pork with chopsticks and putting it in the mouth Without swallowing, the teeth are carefully bitten, so after dozens of times, the meaty aftertaste is completely digested before swallowing.

Suddenly, his face was shining, and suddenly he felt happy.

The workshop owner patted him on the shoulder: "Dry well, eat and wrap, and have meat. The apprentice is two or two dollars a month. After two months, you will be paid a salary."

Chang Cheng nodded in a hurry, the happiness was more exuberant.

The workshop owner took the emperor Hongzhi's hand and cried: "Uncle, uncle, uncle is not tall, it is better, just in this workshop, how about making a tent? Uncle's other friends can also be placed, they think If you are a painter, you will be a painter, if you want to help with transportation, you will be transported. If you want to make woodware, you will need to make woodware.

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

The workshop said: "Every month, five or two silver, including food and accommodation, single room."

Xiao Jing sneered beside him, this workshop master, died.

Fang Jifan's face is dumb ... The quality of this workshop owner needs to be improved.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly said: "Okay, I am the accountant."

The workshop owner cried when he heard it.

Fearing that the emperor Hongzhi was running away, he hurriedly called for a contract.

Only after signing the contract can I be at ease.

Emperor Hongzhi disregarded his name and wrote his name Zhu Dashou under the contract.

The master of the workshop is happy, the reader, live alive.

Now in Rongcheng County, scholars are hard to find.

The demand is too large, a new group of wealthy people, children want to study, you have to invite readers to teach. Recruiting young officials in Yamen, who have read books, said that they can't do things without knowing them. With so many workshops in Rongcheng County, there is a need for readers. There are no readers, how to calculate the accounts, and the contract, black and white letters. rest assured?

Now there are many monks and porridge, and the scholars are precious. This place, the temple is small, and there are no people who even count and write. They are completely dependent on half a bucket of water. There is a 'show talent' wearing Rushan.

In the eyes of the workshop owner, he shouted: "Call a person, organize a house, and set up my uncle. Tomorrow, ask my uncle to look at the account. As for you ..."

He glanced at Fang Jifan and others.

Fang Jifan and others did not dare to talk without the command of the Hongzhi Emperor.

But they looked at the emperor Hongzhi pitifully one after another, and his eyes seemed to be like, "Your Majesty, don't make trouble, we don't want to work."

The emperor Hongzhi was so relaxed that his eyes staggered with Fang Jifan.

The workshop owner pointed to Xiao Jing: "You are not young and your skin color is so white. In the past, were you a decent person? Don't worry. When you come here, you will have meals. I see you with big waists and saw wood. "

Xiao Jing breathed fire, turning his head: "Humph!"

The workshop owner didn't care, pointing at Wang Shouren: "You paint the wood."

"Oh." Wang Shouren looked indifferent.

Fang Jifan was afraid of being the main point of the workshop, but the workshop owner still looked at him: "The young man is very handsome, he didn't go to the theater to sing opera, it's a pity. I see your fine skin and tender meat, I'm afraid it's hard to eat."

Fang Jifan Xiaomi nodded: "I have a brain disorder when playing small, I often get sick, and I am weak."

"It doesn't matter." The workshop master said: "You can use your limbs to make it. Follow the old beam to saw the wood. Do it well. Well done. I have a daughter ..."

Emperor Hongzhi's face changed slightly, and then he resumed his usual look.

Fang Jifan: "..."

Why is it that our Jifan eats soft rice? Sure enough, he looks handsome ~ www.readwn.com ~ can do whatever he wants.

Seemingly seeing Fang Jifan and others, listless, the workshop owner raised his voice: "All work well, we Liu Jimuxing, although it looks like a Caotai team, but ... I tell you the truth, my background tells you, my brother You know where you are doing business? In Xishan, in the town and state mansion of Xishan, you follow Wang Jinyuan ’s family. Qi Guogong saw him and spoke to him. With him, can our business be successful? "

Fang Jifan was startled: "Who is your brother?"

"Zhao Dayong!"

Zhao Dayong ...

Fang Jifan actually seems to have a little memory, the man with a languid look behind Wang Jinyuan?

This workshop owner is really right. He did say two words to Zhao Dayong, one sentence is: "Go away, you dog-like thing!"

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