Chapter 530 It's All Routines

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It takes time to make a whole wall of preserved flowers.

At the same time, how to decorate the wall also requires time to communicate.

Of course, as long as the drawings are good, it will actually save a lot of communication time.

In addition, Mr. Qiao is also a very talkative person.

Therefore, Dong Nuan produced ten drawings in four days, and then came to Fucheng to discuss it with Qiao.

The drawings of Dongnuan are all colored after applying dye.

Dong Nuan feels that for eternal flowers, color is also an embellishment, so black and white ink paintings cannot highlight the key points.

It must be colored!

Qiao couldn't leave after reading the drawings.

Apart from that, these drawings are so great that she wants them all!

Wow, why can’t adults have both?

Unfortunately, all she can use now is one wall.

However, the ones in the store are not good, but the ones at home are also ok.

However, since the ones in the store were for promotion, Dongnuan didn't charge her and installed them for free.

However, if she wants to pretend again, she will definitely have to talk about money.

Qiao felt that if someone saw that wall, they would inevitably be interested in it, and maybe they would want it when the time comes.

Thinking of this possibility, Mrs. Qiao hurriedly asked: "Nuan, if we install this wall, how much money should we price?"

Dong Nuan has already thought about this in advance.

A wall requires a lot of preserved flowers, it is large in area and in large quantities, and it also requires manual decoration, so the cost will definitely be high.

And those who can consider installing a wall are generally wealthy households, so they will definitely not be short of money.

Therefore, the final price of Dongnuan is one hundred taels of silver per wall for the basic model, and there are also requirements for the size of the wall.

This does not mean that all sizes of walls have the same price.

I say the basic model because there are also upgraded models, the difference is only in the two-dimensional and three-dimensional ones.

To put it bluntly, it’s just how many petals are stacked.

There are a lot of materials used, so of course you need to raise some prices.

When a lot of materials are used, it’s not just the cost that goes up, but also manpower and so on.

Dong Nuan explained her pricing to Mr. Qiao in detail.

When Qiao heard this, her heart moved violently.

Although the price is not cheap, since she started selling soap last year, she has gained weight along with the winter warmth, and now she really can't afford the money for this wall.

"Nuan Nuan, look, the wall in my house is actually of a suitable size. Do we want to come over?" Mrs. Qiao was afraid that Dong Nuan wouldn't be able to arrange it here, so she discussed it.

Dong Nuan did not object to this, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, as long as the installation in the store is completed, the construction period will be longer."

Because it still needs to be done according to the design drawings, and the color and shape requirements of many petals are different, Dong Nuan has to explain it to Qiao in advance to save the other party from being impatient.

After discussing this matter, Qiao carefully selected the pictures.

But, it's still too difficult.

Two out of ten, they are all at the top of her mind.

In the end, I chose two pictures with difficulty. The one in the store showed the peach blossoms blooming all over the sky. They were so bright and pink. Just looking at them gave me a feeling that spring is here and I feel happy.

As for her own house, she chose wealthy peonies. What Qiao paid more attention to was the auspicious meaning.

Moreover, the peonies blooming in layers are indeed beautiful to look at.

After deciding on the final desired rendering, Dong Nuan will pick up the order for the workshop. Once the required petals are produced, he can bring someone over for secondary processing.

It was a long process, but because the final result was beautiful, it was worth the wait.

Because of this incident, Qiao was particularly motivated every day.

Another morning when she got up early, Mrs. Qiao couldn't help but smile and said, "There are still twelve days to go!"

Magistrate Xu was confused and asked in a low voice: "What day do you think it is?"

Could it be that day, but Magistrate Xu remembered it, it seems not, could it be that he was feeling unwell and acted out again?

Seeing the suspicious expression on Magistrate Xu's face, Mrs. Qiao rolled her eyes obscenely and replied: "I am so shameless, what do you think about every day? I'm counting, when will Nuannuan come to install the wall for me?

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Magistrate Xu didn't understand, and since he was scolded, he didn't bother to ask any more questions.

When he went to the government office, he saw Magistrate Wei from Zhusun County coming over.

Magistrate Xu couldn't help but get a headache when he saw the person.

The counties under Lizhou Prefecture are actually not considered wealthy.

If there was no comparison in the past, everyone would be poor, so it wouldn't matter.

To put it bluntly, after trying hard, it didn’t work, and everyone started to mess up.

It's just a matter of who shows off more thoroughly.

However, now that a scroll king has appeared in the middle, everyone is panicking.

In the past six months, everyone has seen the changes in the entire Jingxian County.

Therefore, as soon as other counties were compared, the pressure came instantly.

Since the Chinese New Year, magistrates from various counties have come to Fucheng to cry out about poverty, crying about this and that.

However, Magistrate Xu also cried.

I don’t have any fucking money, either?

Not only did he have no money, there wasn’t much money in the government’s account either!

How poor is Lizhou? Those of you who have been county magistrates for many years have no idea how poor it is?

Are you still asking for money?

Anyway, it's okay to talk about other things.

But as soon as money was mentioned, Magistrate Xu immediately turned against him.

Don't ask, you just don't have the money.

Don’t give it!

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After finally sending away a batch, Magistrate Wei from Zhusun County came again.

Seeing Magistrate Wei, Magistrate Xu had a headache because the two were classmates back then, and compared to other magistrates, they had a good relationship.

At that time, he was also full of enthusiasm and wanted to come and build Lizhou.

The result, the final result, left both people feeling numb.

But no, now the Hanjiang Tower and the warm winter have happened, which makes Wei Zhixian feel that there is hope for Lizhou Prefecture, as long as they are willing to work hard!

So, he came today.

The reason is also very simple...

"I said that we have been classmates for many years, so you don't think so? Don't you care about me even if others don't criticize me? If you hadn't persuaded me back then, I wouldn't have come here. After all these years, you have some conscience..."

Magistrate Wei was a fair-skinned middle-aged uncle who tidied up very neatly. After he came over, he began to cry about his difficulties.

After hearing this, Magistrate Xu felt a little pain in his conscience, and then he became cold.

There is no way, this is all a routine.

How many times have they played this game over the years? He would be stupid if he took it seriously.

"If you have something to say, don't cry poor. Anyway, the government has no money!" Prefect Xu didn't care about this, and it was the same old process.

After hearing this, County Magistrate Wei was not uncomfortable. He wiped away his non-existent tears and smiled: "Hey, can you help tell Magistrate Han that we from Zhusun County can join the team?"
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