Vol 4 Chapter 39: Winter hustle

Chapter 39—Winter Business
Liang Weng is ready to live to one hundred years old and die!
To this end, he severely swallowed two broken eggs as soon as he lifted his neck. After throwing away the eggshell, he shouted to the servants who loaded the eggs: "If anyone dares to break the eggs, the old man will deduct the wages. . "
It is said that the servants are more careful when loading eggs in wooden boxes for deduction of wages.
It may have been a long-standing obsession. When Liang Weng counted eggs, he has always been accurate to single digits.
Doing so is naturally very troublesome. There are thousands of eggs produced by Yun's every day. Once the number is clear, one day is passed.
Liang Wengming knew it was inappropriate to do so, but he had to do it. If he did n’t, it would be useless.
Yun Lang, sitting on the second floor with the teapot, saw this scene and asked Song Qiao who was next to him, "What is Liang Weng doing? The Yun Family's big manager knows how to count eggs all day."
Song Qiao, who is making tiger hats for his future son, looked up and looked at Liang Weng with a big smile and said, "What do you let him do with countless eggs? I used to take care of things at home, but now, the things outside are Pingzhao is in charge. The family's affairs are in red sleeves. Wherever he goes, he is in a mess. Now everyone dare not let him do it. Only the egg business is given to him, and no one will be bad. "
"This is too insulting. Laoliang was also a foreman anyway. Why not manage the blacksmith's workshop?"
"They are smart, the egg business is bigger than the blacksmith's business, and it is simple to manage. Besides, there is no difference between the current blacksmith's workshop.
Sang Hongyang issued strict orders, and the various blacksmith workshops have been put under the management of the government. Each company only supplies 500 kg of iron ingots every year, and it is not known what the iron ingots are enough to do. Repairing the farm tools at home is gone.
Husband, you also have to ask, our family is now a marquis, and has added 6,000 acres of land. There are many places where iron is used. Five hundred kilograms is not enough. The Cao Xiang family can have five thousand pounds of iron ingots a year. "
Yun Lang frowned: "You don't need to ask, just buy a little iron ingot in your family and let the government know it, will it?"
Song Qiao scratched his belly and said angrily: "It should have been like this, but the murderous Sang Hongyang stayed in Fugui County and left for more than half a year."
"Why? Surveillance our home?"
"No, it's monitoring Gillian. Gillian got 200,000 pounds of fine iron from Youzhou last year to prepare to build a wealthy city. As a result, Sang Hongyang didn't know what went crazy and died with Gillian. Kou had to ask Gillian to hand over the 200,000 catties of fine iron to Da Si Nong, who would then be distributed by Da Si Nong.
For this matter, Sang Hongyang also specially went to the Changmen Palace and was thrown out by Gillian. Then the old man stayed in Fugui County and left, focusing on Gillian as long as he had fine iron from The Longmen Palace was shipped out, and the old man took someone to confiscate it.
The government service brought by the old man was beaten by the Longmen Gongwei every day, and it was almost angry. "
Yun Lang nodded and said: "Lao Fu has cleaned up the big iron smelter in Han Dynasty all these years, and now there is another Gillian. How can this be tolerated? If he can't contain Gillian, he will have no face to clean up later Other big iron smelters. "
Song Qiao looked at Yun Lang's face and suddenly smiled: "I heard that Mrs. Huayang's life is not easy, she is guarding a huge iron smelter's workshop and is going to starve to death."
"Mrs. Huayang? Who?"
Song Qiao looked at Yun Lang as if looking at a shit: "Your old friend is good, Mrs. Wu Hua!"
"She doesn't lack money!" Yun Lang shook his head flatly.
Song Qiao looked at her belly with regret and said, "I don't know how God arranged it. The eldest girl's good child was thrown into Mrs. Huayang's belly. The concubine wanted a child without moving."
Yun Lang frowned: "What do you think, you seem to want me to find Zhuo Ji to have another child?"
Song Qiao bowed his head and said, "The concubine can't have children ..."
"Nonsense, we have stayed together for a few years, and I will only ask if you are pregnant with a child suddenly.
I'm back now, there will always be children, and there will be many by then. "
Yun Lang's words seemed to give Song Qiao some confidence, and he raised his head and said, "Also, the concubine was very worried. Only Su Zhi, who had no conscience, was in the drugstore all day long, and even this family was reluctant to come back.
The husband has been sealed, but the concubine has nowhere to go. Who will Nuo Da ’s family business be handed over to in the future? You don't know, the concubine can't see Huo, Cao, Li's heads now. "
"A fool would just be bored and have a baby. If my family doesn't have a baby, otherwise one of the children will have to fight ten others."
Song Qiao glanced at the dusty cloud sound playing with the tiger downstairs, and giggled silly, wondering if the husband's words were right or not, full of doubts.
Sima Qian ’s house is very chaotic, and there are many piles of bamboo slips piled up everywhere. It ’s not that Yun ’s does n’t send him servants, but that Sima Qian does n’t allow anyone to step into his house. pack.
Therefore, he sat in that pig's den all day long and was content, happy like a fairy.
In the past, for Sima Qian, as long as there were books to read, it was supreme happiness. Now that there has been a little change, he still likes books, but he prefers to write books.
Today, Sima Qian finally completed the book "Successful Pass" and sat in a pile of bamboo slips weighing hundreds of kilograms. He felt left and looked again. The pride in his chest was almost overflowing from his chest.
"Drink some wine?" Yun Lang smiled while standing in front of Sima Qian's window.
"Drink some wine!" Sima Qian replied heavily.
Yun Lang glanced at Sima Qian's sleeves, and ink dots on his chest smiled and said: "Changing your clothes, let's go to the Nagamon Palace."
"Want to recommend me to Gillian?"
"Yeah, you should come out to be an official."
Sima Qian looked at his messy house and shook his head firmly. "No, I don't have time to be an official."
"Papermaker." Yun Lang said lightly.
"Is there a secret recipe yet?" Sima Qian stood up from the ground violently, but his legs were numb, and he fell to the ground as soon as he was soft.
"The secret recipe has come out, and now it is time to start experimenting."
"Then don't drink any more. Let's go to the Nagamon Shrine quickly and make the paper out is serious."
"Change clothes!"
"What kind of clothes do you want? Gillian wants people who can handle things, not people who are clean and wear clean clothes to meet Gillian. People will doubt my ability to do things. It can also reduce the time for chatting. I ’ll start work early! "
Yun Lang felt that Sima Qian's statement was very reasonable, so a noble lord dressed in white fox fur carried a head like a bird's nest, and a guy with ink ideas opened the chai door of Yun's leading to the Longmen Palace.
I have to say that Hou Ye ’s identity is really easy to use. At least, when he entered the Changmen Palace, there was a lot less noise.
In the past, the gatekeeper's Xu Li always had a few words with Yun Lang. This time, the Xu Li's waist bended and did not dare to look at Yun Lang.
A gold coin was ejected by the cloud, and the gold coin crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and then accurately fell on the hand of Xu Li.
"Long life with those of you guys, you do n’t have enough money, you will whisper behind your back, you will have more money, and you will block others from entering the Changmen Palace, and dare to pretend to be like this next time. , There is no money. "
Xu Li said with a smiley face: "Small children rely on the rewards of the nobles to get a bite of meat for their wives and children. Where dare to block the road, Hou Ye laughed."
Yun Lang smiled and pointed to Sima Qian behind him: "In the future, this person will often come to Changmen Palace ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He is a poor ghost, so don't stop the road."
Xu Li looked closely at Sima Qian and nodded, "They are all high-ranking men, and the little officials dare not!"
Yun Lang nodded, and then moved Sima into the Longmen Palace.
Today's weather is very good, Dongfang Shuo is leading a group of servants, row of water in the lotus pond.
Originally, this work should be done after the late autumn, but Gillian liked to see the lotus leaves withered, and the lotus lotus was lonely exposed on the water, which was delayed until now.
There are many lotus roots in the pond, and some must be removed. Otherwise, in the coming year, the lotus will be too dense and the flower pattern will not be too large, affecting the viewing.
A group of bare-legged servants stood in the cold mud holding a shovel and dredged a little bit to find the lotus root. In the cold weather, those people's heads were sweating, but their bodies were blue.
Yun Lang picked up a lotus root from the ground, put it on the edge of the sink and cleaned it. After peeling it with a small knife, he took a bite and smiled at Dongfang Shuo: "The output of this thing is also scary. If there are farmers who specialize in planting lotus , The income is more than five times higher than growing grain. "